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Yeah, I'm doing pretty good, Aunt. Wrapping paper, boxes, ribbon, presents all over the place. The Potter looks like a department store. When are we going to open the presents we're saving for last? Bronco's just like a kid. He is a kid. Yeah, I sure am at Christmas. Your Aunt Bronco will open the last round just as soon as Bertie gets the twins settled. This has been a pretty hectic morning for them. Uh-huh, weren't they excited? Their eyes were so busy taking in everything. Boy, I can't wait to open this present from Babs. Well, the twins are asleep. Let's open that last present. You're just waiting for you, Bertie. You first, Uncle Mort. Me? Yeah, all right. Well, hey, wait a minute. How about me? But Leroy, you always wanted to open yours last. Well, that was before he had a girl. Well? Say, look what I have. A desk set from the family. Just what I need. Yeah, try the pen, Uncle. Yeah, I think I will. Ugh, red ink. That's to use after Christmas. Bertie, you open yours next. I was hoping I'd be next. I saved the one from the family, too. Well, we hope you like it, Bertie. Yes, sir. I wonder what this can be. Uh-oh. No. It can't be. But it is. Bertie got a genuine dad-in-the-wool cashmere sweater. Me. Not bad, huh, Bertie? No, sir. Bertie never thought she'd see the happy day. She'd own a genuine cashmere sweater. Now, where's the car? Here it is. Thank you. To Bertie with all our best wishes for a very merry Christmas. Ain't that nice? We hope you like the color, Bertie. Yes, ma'am. I like everything about it. Excuse me, I gotta go try this on. Now, Bronco, open your present. Well, I should insist that you open yours first, Marge, but I'm too anxious to see what's in this tall round package. You'll see. If it was Uncle Moore, I'd say it's a bottle of water. Gosh, it must be important. It's well-wrapped. Well, all I'll tell you is that it's something for our new house. Yeah, Marge and I decided we'd be practical this year. We're giving each other something for the house. If I... you're a very sensible couple. Well, look at my sweet wife gave me a keg of nails. Hey, nice. Oh, thanks, Marge. Just think, Bronco, when we're in our new home, we'll know it's held together with the nails I gave you for Christmas. Yeah, the roof over our heads will be held together with nails of love. This is sick of me. Let's get on with the presents. You know, Audrey, shall I bring it out from behind the tree? Will you, Uncle? You bet. It's bigger than I am. Heavier, too. Let me give you a hand. Yeah. What do you think it is, Marge? Well, it must be something for the house. I can't imagine. Maybe it's the whole house. There we are. Take the wrapping off, Marge. Well, here goes. Oh, Bronco, you darn... Bronco, you were teasing me. You said we couldn't afford this kind. Well, Marge... Isn't it beautiful, Unkie? Well, if I was giving somebody a door, I can't think of a nicer one. So she got a door for Christmas. Come on, I want to open my presents. Oh, sorry, Leroy. I guess we got carried away. Yeah, Leroy's been waiting all morning to open his gift from baths. Oh, it's an awfully cute little package. Yeah, it isn't very big. Well, Leroy, don't be disappointed before you open it. You could be a jackknife or something. Gosh, isn't that a beauty? That's quite a gift, Leroy. Yeah. It certainly makes my old turnip look sick. Unkie, do you think Leroy should accept it? What do you mean? I've already accepted it. Well, Leroy, watch like that as a more expensive gift than you'd expect from a childhood acquaintance. Who's a childhood acquaintance? We've been practically going steady for a couple of months. Leroy came off pretty well. Of course, you understand, Marge. I'm very happy with my keg and nails. I know you are, darling. Well, I'm a little surprised that Mr. Bullard let Babs spend that much money on a present for Leroy. That boy has more gold in his wrist than I have in the bank. Am I too late for breakfast? No, sir, but the others did beat you out this morning. Yeah, and it's always difficult to get started for the office the day after Christmas. Yes, here's some coffee. Good. That should start me perking. You ask Leroy. Oh, he's over with Mr. Bullard. They was away yesterday, so Leroy couldn't wait to see what Babs got for Christmas. I wondered why Babs didn't come over yesterday. He left here at 8.56 and 22 seconds, according to his new watch. That watch came as quite a surprise to all of us, Bertie. Yes, sir. There was a lot of surprises around here. A keg and nails, a door, and a genuine cashiness sweater. But that watch, all that topped them all. Well, Bertie, I'm not one to encourage expensive gifts for kids who don't know the value of money. It actually Babs isn't a blame. It's Mr. Bullard. It is? You shouldn't have let Babs buy Leroy anything so expensive in the first place. No, sir. After all, it isn't a good idea for the kiddies to set their sights too high. No, sir. You had Bullard over indulges, little Babs. Yes, sir. I think of how much that gold watch must have cost. Why, it's ridiculous. Yes, sir. Of course, it's not my problem. No, sir. Your watch does fit Leroy's wrist. If Mr. Bullard feels he has money to throw around and wants to toss a little this way, I'll be big about it and let Leroy catch it. Yes, sir. Here you come in, Judge. Season's greetings, Gilday. Thank you, Judge. I didn't expect to see you around today. I came by to check on you, Gilday. Who? Why? I know you play Santa Claus every year, and I always worry about you getting stuck in the chimney. Oh, my goodness. When are you going to invite me over to see your treat, Gilday? Not until we take it down. You might eat the ornament, you old goat. Gilday, did you and yours have a merry Christmas? Yeah, but it was Leroy who hit the jackpot. Oh? Believe it or not, Judge, Babs gave him a gold wristwatch. A gold wristwatch? Gilday, that's the sort of thing a girl gives her husband. I know a husband who got a keg of nails. What? You never mind, Judge. What do you think of Buller permitting Babs to go overboard like that? Well, Gilday, the way Babs has been raised, perhaps she doesn't know the value of a dollar. My George, I'm glad Leroy does. He'd never do a silly thing like that. I wouldn't let him if he wanted to. I don't have my eyes closed to things like that board. Gilday, perhaps Rumson didn't know Babs bought the watch. Come in. If Buller doesn't know what's going on, he's a real knucklehead. Gildas, leave. Hello, hello, Mr. Bullard. Morning, Rumson. Gildas, leave home. Are you calling a knucklehead? Yeah, I'm calling a... Speak up, laughing boy. No, Mr. Bullard. Speak up. Don't be mealy-mouthed. I heard you. Well, you heard me anyway. I was just telling the judge it was silly of you to let Babs give Leroy such an expensive present. Oh? Rumson, I suggest that perhaps you didn't know Babs had bought Leroy the watch. Yeah, that's why you're a knucklehead. Yeah, I mean, Gildas, leave. I have news for you. You do? Your Leroy gave my Babs this three-foot string of pearls. A three-foot string of pearls? I didn't know that. Knucklehead. Leroy must have spent all the money he made selling Christmas trees. Mr. Bullard, Babs has to return those pearls. And Leroy has to return the watch. Now, gentlemen, if you ask me... Nobody asks you. But if you... Quiet, you old goat. Well, I see my advice is unwanted. This is a conversation for knuckleheads. They're getting their teens and giving each other expensive presents. These pearls must have cost Leroy $35 or $40. Well, by George, you'll have to take them back. Leroy! Howdy. You bet I'm shouting. Margie, where's Leroy? I haven't seen him, have you, Bronco? No, but if he's in the neighborhood, I'll bet he heard you. Maybe it's just while he isn't here. I'd better cool off before I see the boy. What's the matter, Uncle? Margie, look at this. Oh, what a gorgeous string of pearls. Say, what lucky young lady are gonna last so with those? Bronco, I couldn't afford these. They're Leroy's Christmas presents to Babs. Yeah? You don't mean it, Uncle. She gave him a gold watch and he gave her a string of pearls. Isn't that the most ridiculous thing you ever heard of? Oh, it certainly is. Oh, I don't know. What? Well, admitting that Babs is a little young to be receiving such gorgeous pearls, I wonder how they'd look on me. Oh, Marge, you got your door for Christmas? Yeah, it's too bad Leroy and Babs aren't as practical as you two. Well, I guess it's fun to be impractical sometimes. I've never had a string of pearls like this. Well, I've never had a gold watch like Leroy's either. Of course you understand, Marge, honey, that I'm perfectly happy with my keg and nails. Who's your? It's been a fine Christmas. Well, I'm perfectly thrilled with my door. You understand that too, don't you, Bronco? Yes, sure he does. Oh, yes, sure. After all, it's such a practical gift. Well, Marge, we're building a home and you were the one who suggested a practical Christmas. I suggested it? And you'll have to go a long way before you find anything more practical than that keg and nails you gave me. Bronco Thompson. Oh, kiddies. It was your idea to give something for the house. You and your silly budget. Silly budget? If it wasn't for my budget, our bank account would look pretty silly. You and your children, please. Uncle Mort, I'm not a child. Children get pearls. And gold watches. Uncle Mort, do you know what Mr. Practical Bronco did the other day when we were shopping? Well, but... I held up a nylon stocking to show him how sheer it was and what do you think it reminded him of? What? Looking through a window pane that he could buy for the same amount of money. Now, Marge, wait a minute. So how should I expect pearls? Well, why should I expect a watch? Bronco didn't get a watch for Christmas, but he's sure getting the works. Great, tell the slave we'll be back in just a minute. Now is your chance, ladies, to get a free, yes, free copy of one of the most exciting recipe pamphlets Kraft has ever offered. This handy file type pamphlet has more than 20 easy to follow recipes for making delectable melt-in-your-mouth fudge and creamy smooth frostings a brand new way. A simply amazing way with Philadelphia brand cream cheese. Just imagine, with Philadelphia brand cream cheese you can make fudge and frostings that are perfect every time. Never grainy, never too hard, never too soft, but always delightfully creamy smooth. 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Well, the great Gildersleeve and his family had a wonderful Christmas but the day after, complications started to develop. It began when Mr. Bullard got upset because his niece Babs gave Leroy a gold watch. Then Gildersleeve got upset because his nephew Leroy gave Babs a string of pearls. These gifts then upset Marjorie and Bronco who had gone in for a practical Christmas. Now, guess who's on his way to Pee-Vee's drugstore for an aspirin? Hmm... Hello, Pee-Vee. I don't know, Mr. Gildersleeve. What can I do for you today? Give me a box of aspirin, Pee-Vee. Okay, well, you know, figuring out your Christmas bills already, are you? I had a bigger headache than that. I just had to tell Leroy to return the gold watch Babs gave him for Christmas. My, my, that fine watch that Leroy showed me. Yeah. It seems I heard something about a string of pearls, too. Well, Leroy has to take them back to the jewelry store. That's one thing that Bullard and I agree on. You and Mr. Bullard agreed on something? At last. Well, it's Christmas for you. Yesterday Mrs. Pee-Vee's mother and I agreed on something. Oh, what? That it was Christmas. Oh, my goodness. You know, this problem with the kids is serious, Pee-Vee. It's because they like each other. They think they have to spend every nickel they have on gifts. Oh, I, I recall when I was first smitten I splurged a little on a gift for my little love. You, Pee-Vee? I presented her with a world's fair pillow, as I recall. Purple velvet with orange tassels. You. Your father and my father insisted that we return each other's gifts, too. And as it turned out, I'm glad of it. What should I give you, Pee-Vee? He gave me a kiss and I gave it right back. Pee-Vee, you're making life of this. Leroy must have spent $35 or $40 for those pearls. Well, that was his money, wasn't it? True. But it surprises me that our youngsters don't display better judgment. If I were a boy, I wouldn't give a girl a pearl necklace. No, I don't think you would. And if I were presented with a handsome gold watch, nobody'd have to force me to give it back. Well, now I wouldn't care, eh? I'm glad you came over. Well, Leroy, I thought we should spend our last moments together with our present. Yeah. We've got to take them back. We've got to take them back. Uncle Rumson said it had to be done today. Yeah. Sort of done. Let's keep them as long as we can until just before the jewelry store closes at five o'clock. I don't want to take my watch back until I have to. Well, Mr. Pee-Vee's as close to the jewelry store. Don't you think it'd help our morale to go there and drink sodas until five o'clock? Well, yeah, but gosh, Babs, I'm a little short of money. Huh? Well, you know how it is with a man right after Christmas. Oh, well, maybe it's better if we just sit here and suffer. Why don't we go see if Bertie has some cookies and milk? Okay. I do feel a little weak. Yeah. A man needs strength to return a fine watch like this. Hi, Bertie. Hello, Bertie. Well, can Bertie do something for your children? Well, we sort of thought about going down to Mr. Pee-Vee's drugstore, but can we have some milk and cookies? You sure can. You can have anything you want. Yeah. Anything but a watch and a few pearls. You poor kids. You two got faces as long as Miss Margers and Mr. Bronco. What's the matter with them? Well, they got a little too practical for Christmas. I don't believe in being practical at Christmas. It isn't any fun. If you like somebody, you should show it. Well, you sure showed it with those nice presents you had to take back. Well, we haven't taken them back yet, Bertie. We're keeping them as long as we can. Oh, I just hate to give up my pearls. No, I don't blame you. Here's your milk, honey. Thank you, Bertie. Here's yours, Leroy, and a plate of cookies. Thanks. Bertie, listen to the tick of this watch. The finest tick I ever heard. That's a fine watch, all right. Tomorrow, maybe somebody else alone. Somebody we don't even know. That's true. And some other woman will be wearing my pearls. Poor little Badge. Badge, I'm never going to have another watch. I'll just remember the one you gave me. Poor little Leroy. When I'm a debutante and all the other girls are wearing pearls and they say, where are yours? I'll say, you can't see them, but they're always around my neck. And they were given to me by Leroy. Cookies and a party? In a way, TV's right. Leroy did spend his own money. Still, the kids have to understand that Mr. Bullard and I know best. Hello, Josie. Hello, Mr. Bullard. Didn't see you behind your bushes there. I was just shaking off some of the snow before this hedge breaks down. And, incidentally, keeping an eye out for Babs and Leroy. Well, I was thinking about the kids myself. I suppose by now they've returned those expensive baubles. Too bad they weren't more practical. Like Marjorie and Bronco. Marjorie and Bronco? They gave each other something for their new home. She gave them a cake of nails and he gave her the door. The door? The front door for the house. Oh! They had a happy Christmas? Well, until they saw what Leroy and Babs were selling. Foolish children. Leroy stood out in the snow for two weeks selling Christmas trees just to buy Babs a string of pearls. Well, I gave Babs a check for $50 and all of it went into the purchase of Leroy's watch, except $1.5. How do you know? Well, that's about what this necktie cost. Oh, yeah. I encouraged Babs to buy something nice for herself and she said she wanted to buy a gift worthy of Leroy. Leroy felt the same way about Babs. It was hard for me to insist that Leroy take back the pearls. I'll never forget the stricken look in Babs eyes when I told her she'd have to ask Leroy for the watch. She looked up at me like a wounded deer. A wonderful girl, Babs. Sweet. Self-sacrificing. Stout fellow, Leroy. He took it like a man. Braced his shoulders and said, I guess you know Babs, Stout. Babs took it bravely and I told her she just lifted her chin walked out into the snow smiling. Too bad. They're hiding broken hearts, Gilda's leaving and we broke them. George, I don't like the idea of broken hearts, especially in Christmas. I still have time. You mean you're willing to let them keep their presents too? It isn't quite five o'clock. They may be at your house. Follow me, Bullard. Follow me. Here, Gilsey. I don't see them anywhere. Bertie. Lotion. Hello, Mr. Bullard. Have you seen Babs and Leroy? We have to find them, Bertie. All is forgiven. They can keep the presents. That's nice, gentlemen, but you're too late. We are? Oh, no. We thought it over. You're too late. You're closing the barn after the horse is gone. Mr. Gilsey, do you know what you are? That's right. You're too late. You're closing the barn after the horse is gone. I'm sorry, gentlemen. Well, Bullard? We're too late. Yes, the horse is gone. I better be going, too. Well, we've done a nice big fat job of ruining the kids' Christmas. Listen, Gilsey. They're still in the house, Bullard. Then we're not too late. Leroy. Babs, dear. 26, 27. Babs, what are you doing? Excuse us, Uncle Rums, and we're counting our money. Your money? Bullard, we are too late. Poor, unhappy children. Who's unhappy? 28, 29. What's this, Leroy? We were broke, and now we're loaded. 35? Babs, we were going to let you keep the necklace and the watch. We had the fun of getting them for Christmas. Now we can spend the money again. He's a rude girl. Come on, Babs. Let's get down to Mr. Peavey's and have a soda. I'd love it. We haven't been downtown all day. So long, huh? Goodbye. What do you make of that? If they haven't been downtown all day, they couldn't have taken those presents back to the jewelers. So that's right. Where'd they get the money? Oh, hello, Anki. Mr. Bullard. Good evening, Marjorie. Marjorie, you're wearing pearls. They're a gift from my husband. Beautiful. Uh-huh, and he's taking me out to dinner this evening. Hurry, Bronco, darling. We'll be late. No, he won't. It's only 5.15, according to my new gold watch. Well, you'll deceive. It seems everything turned out all right. Yes, indeed. Maybe I can even borrow some money from Leroy to pay my Christmas bills. We'll kill the slave. We'll be back in just a minute. Remember, ladies, right tonight, for your free, that's right, free pamphlet with more than 20 exciting recipes for a perfect, luscious fudge and creamy smooth frostings you can make easily without cooking with Philadelphia brand cream cheese. Just drop a postcard to Kraft Kitchen, box 6567, department G, Chicago 77, Illinois. That address again, Kraft Kitchen, box 6567, department G, Chicago 77, Illinois. Willard Waterman steps out of his role as the great gilded slave to say, I hope you all had a happy Christmas and with a new year so close at hand, we want to take this opportunity to wish all our faithful friends the best of everything in the coming year. So it's happy new year to you all so fast. First here's Barbara Whiteing. Babs. And Gail Gordon. Robinson Bullard. Lillian Randolph. Birdie. Mary Lee Robb. Marjorie. And Dick Crenna. Bronco. Now Earl Ross. George Hucker. Richard LeGrand. Mr. Pewey. And Walter Tetley. You can have all the money you want of 8% off. Yeah, what a boy. Yeah, folks, let's make sure that there'll be no missing from our friendly circle next year. When you're driving, take an extra few minutes for safety's sake. 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