 Hello there. This is the family doctor. Finish reading the post-vue girl last night. Hmm? Oh, well, no, Lou. I didn't. I just, uh, running over the editorial page this morning. Well, are you just hustle along? Hmm? You heard what I said. I want you to hurry. I've got lots to do before the ladies come today. Ladies? Well, I'm having a meeting of the committee here this afternoon, and I've got to prepare the refreshments and all. Besides cleaning up a night before they... Grant! Huh? Huh? What? Look what you're doing. What's the matter? You must pour that coffee into the sugar bowl. Oh, I did it. Nothing to laugh at. I've got enough to do around here without cleaning up after your absent-mindedness. Oh, I'm a very little woman. Well, I guess I might as well get on downtown. Goodbye, Lou. Bye. Well, well, I want you to... Oh, I know what you mean. There. Was that it? Yeah, that's it. Oh, you men. You can think of more things to waste a body's time. Men? Well, just how many men are there in your life, Lou? Grant Adams. Now you get along. Get along this one. Goodbye, Lou. See you this evening. All right, Gryff, there's your liniment. And then on your way back to the lake, you stop into the house and you get those new pellets. Yes, they came in the mail last evening, and I guess I forgot to bring them down to the office. Oh, that's all right, Doc. I ain't no hurry. Just take them as it says on that slip of paper there, one before every meal and one before bedtime, and drop around in about a week and see how you're feeling then. And if you don't start improving pretty soon, well, we're going to have to try something else to clear up that rheumatism. You might try cutting off farm, Doc. Gryff Miller, that's no way to talk. I'll tell you what I am going to prescribe, though. Yes, what's that, Doc? How's that goldmine of yours panning off? Goldmine. Oh, all right, I reckon, but what's that got to do with it? Never mind. Is it paying you pretty well, Gryff? Well, it's horrible, but I told him to go kind of slow. Why? Well, I don't want folks to see that I think old Gryff Miller is too rich. Might want to get their hands on some of it. Oh, I had those things, though. But, you know, Gryff, I've been thinking, you're not getting any younger. No, no, I reckon it ain't. None of us do, I guess. And it's high time you were taking things a little easier. Easier? Oh, no, Doc, I ain't working too hard. No, yes you are. I've even passed your house at the lake, and you've been pushing those big flat-bottom row boats of yours around. Oh, really? I've been mending the springboard, putting a new roof on your boathouse, and 101 other things that just don't do that rheumatic condition any good. Oh, sure. Now, you've just got to take things easier. There's absolutely no reason why you shouldn't hire some good, healthy, strapping young fellow to do your hard work for your Gryff. You can take the responsibility of managing everything, but take all the husky youngsters to do the heavy work. You wouldn't have to pay them very much, and it'll add 10 years on to your life. Oh, no, Doc, I can't afford nothing like that. Afford it. Now, Gryff, what about your gold mine? Well... Well, I'll tell you, Doc Adams, I've been working around the lake up there so long by myself, I don't know what I'd do with nobody else a fortune in the stone around in my way all the time. Nevertheless, young man, you've got to do something to take it easier, or you'll be all crippled up with that shoulder of yours in no time. Do you really mean that, Doc? I most certainly do. Now, I'm not trying to tell you how to run your business. That isn't my job. No. My business is to show you how to regain sound health and keep it. Well, we can tell you know what you're talking about, Doc. Of course I do. Now, you think it over, Gryff, and we need to talk about it when you come down next week. Yeah, all right, Doc. Thank you again, Doc. Don't mention it. And don't forget to drop up to the house and get those new pellets. No. I'm not going to be there. I'll phone Mrs. Adams to have him ready. All right, Doc. Thank you. Well, come on. Goodbye, Gryff. Hello? Dr. Adams speaking. Oh, oh, oh, yes, Lou. The committee wants to see me? Or do I? Oh, oh, you can't tell me now, huh? Well, I've got a couple of calls to make, Lou. Then I'll be right home. Yeah, that's all. In about 20 minutes or half an hour, I guess. All right, Lou. Yes, sir. All right. Goodbye. Just think it's the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to anybody in Cederton. I'm sorry I haven't had a chance to tell you before this, just how glad we all are. Just think a real gold mine right there on your property. Oh, hello, Dr. Adams. Hello, Maddie. I was just to tell him, Mr. Miller, what a grand thing I think it is, him finding all that gold in his property. Is it thrilling? Yes, it certainly is. For grip. Yes. Well, I've got to hurry along. I'm just delivering this dress to Pete May. Pete May? Yes, he sent it to his mother for her birthday. It was my idea. Oh, I see. And then I'm going up to your house, Dr. Adams. Yeah, that's nice. Yes, for the meeting meeting. I am kind of late, but I have to get this dress done. Well, goodbye, Mr. Miller, and I do think you're an awful lucky man. Yes, well, goodbye. I'll see you later, won't I, Dr. Adams? Me? Oh, yes, yes, sure. Yeah, goodbye, Maddie. Goodbye. That woman sure has got the gift to give. Yes, Grif, I guess she has. She certainly had you cornered. Congratulations now. A lot of nuisance and bothers, sirs. Why, what do you mean? Women. Tarnation nuisance is such what they are. Or it's a button in the other folks affair. Oh, now, Grif, you ought to talk like that. Why, it's the women, folks, that make the world what it is. Yeah, I reckon it is. I mean, the world is a sweeter, more wholesome, more livable old place for the women, folks, around. And you know it is. The women bless them there, the balance wheel of civilization, Grif. Maybe you're right, Doc. I wouldn't be no one. Well, I'll call by your house some out later and get them pellet. All right, Grif. Goodbye again. Gosh, to Friday, what's this? Oh, Grant, I'm so glad you've come. What is this, Lou? I thought you said you had a committee meeting here this afternoon. I have. This is a committee meeting. Looks to me like the whole lady's aide. Well, it's a meeting of the committee of the whole. The whole? Yes, and I'm in it. Oh, there's Doctor. Here he goes. He'll be able to send it. Here's Doctor. Oh, Doctor. You know, Grif Miller, better than anyone else in town. Well, I... Oh, yes, you do now. And you've got to settle this matter. Matter? What matter? Well, we're trying to decide what Grif Miller should do about his mind. His mind? What about it? Well, I say that he should start a library if he wants to call it the Miller Memorial Library. Well, that's all right with me, but I say that Grif Miller isn't able to handle his money himself. I don't think he's competent. Mentally, I mean it. Oh, well, I... Now, just a minute, girls. Just a minute. Just think what it would mean for Cederton to have a real public library. Now, if we could get Grif Miller, I mean, if Dr. Adams could get Grif Miller to start a fund that would take, oh, say, 85% of the money he gets out of his mind, well, then, he wouldn't have to be clarity incompetent. And after all, girls, that is a little discourage into an old man like him. I shouldn't be discouraging anybody. Well, I don't know how this is going to be settled. But if for me, I'm going to wait on my husband as a committee of one. And if I can't get Sam and Windsor to declare Grif Miller mentally incompetent to handle all that money. Well, I don't know, Sam Windsor. I move. I move, girls. I move that we leave it up to Dr. Adams. I second the motion. You've heard the motion, ladies. All those in favor, say, I. I. Those opposed? No. The ayes have it. Dr. Adams. Well, ladies, I must say this has been mighty interesting to me, this little discussion of yours about what Grif Miller's going to do with the money he gets out of his own gold plan. I suppose it is. But I've just been thinking. I wonder what you think of this idea. What would you think of letting things take their own course and allowing the subject in question, Grif Miller, to make his own decision? No, Dr. Adams, just a minute. No, the man's not coming back. There's the front door, ladies. I'll go, Lou. You stay right here. I'll go. Oh, gosh, Dr. Friday. Hello, Doc. Yes, yes, what is it, Grif? An emergency case. I'll come right away. Anybody dying? Wait till I get my medicine. No, but, Doc, I... I know, Grif. It's all right. A doctor must answer a call any time of the night today. Come on. Hey, wait a sec, Doc. You don't understand. Oh, yes, I do. Come on, get into my car. I'll drive you up to the lake. But, Doc Adams, did you bring the pellet? Oh, hang the pellet. I wouldn't go back into that house for a gold mine. Well, what's the trouble, Doc? You look sort of upset. Never mind. I wouldn't give you the satisfaction of telling you what's the trouble. Well... But just you believe me, when I tell you, Grif Miller, you know more about the world than I've given you credit for. Women have got to Friday. This is the family doctor. I'll be in to see you again right soon. Goodbye.