 The Herald Perry Show! And now, Herald Perry, as Honest Herald, the homemaker. Well, let's look in on the little town of Melrose Springs, home of that popular radio entertainer, Honest Herald, the homemaker. While we're at it, let's look in on the home of Honest Herald, where he's just coming in to breakfast. Well, good morning, Mother. Oh, good morning, Harold. Sit right down. Breakfast is already. Yeah, and so am I. Lead me to those hot cakes. I suppose little Marvin's going to be late for breakfast again. Well, I suppose so. I don't know why that boy always has to wait the last minute to get up, Mother. Every morning he comes charging in here like the Cannonball Express. Bolts his food down without chewing it. I'd hate to be his esophagus. Oh, Harold. Here, I'll pour you a coffee. Yeah, thank you, Mother. Really ought to talk to the boy, though. There's no reason why he can't get up like everybody else in this house. Good morning, everybody. Why, good morning, Marvin. Marvin, you're up early. What happened? Oh, I just thought I'd get up in plenty of time, so I wouldn't have to rush through my breakfast. Why? I want to chew my food thoroughly. Ha. And I wouldn't want to be late for school. I wonder if he could be sick. And when I get up early, it gives me time to wash behind my ears. Oh, brother, now I know he's sick. Let me feel your forehead, Marvin. Oh, I feel fine. Harold, you don't have the morning paper. Let me get it for you. What? You sit right there. Be right back. I better feel my forehead. Mother, what's Marvin on his best behavior for? Christmas isn't coming. No, but something else is. What's that? The circus. The circus? Oh, sure. I should have known. Oh, that little rascal. Here's the paper, Harold. Well, thank you, Marvin. May I butter your toast for you? No, thanks. Marvin. Yes, sir? You know, I just thought of something. The circus is coming to town today. Oh, it is? What a ham. I suppose all your little friends are going. Yes, I suppose they will. And I guess you'd like to go, too. Well, how did you know I wanted to go, Harold? Well, you were sort of on your good behavior this morning. Well, I guess I did put it on a little thick. Then you'll take me, Harold? I sure will, my boy. You and I will be right there on the front row tonight. We'll have a wonderful time. Gee, we sure will. Harold. Yeah? I have a confession to make. I didn't really wash behind my ears. You didn't? Well, I'm glad, my boy. I was getting kind of worried about you there for a minute. Little Marvin. Funny how a little thing like a ticket to a circus can make a boy so happy. I remember how excited I used to get when the Pollock Brothers Circus came to town and paraded down our main street. I didn't notice that circus poster on the side of the feed store there. Gosh, look at those wild animals. Lions, taggers. Hey, look at that bearback rider. Cute spangles. And that fellow next to her, the human fire eater, must be her old flame. Glad nobody heard that. Well, it's certainly going to be a lot of fun. Oh, Doc, I thought somebody was stripping their gears. What? Yeah, skip it, Doc. Oh, looking at the circus poster, huh? Yeah. Hey, who's that up there in the corner? Why, it's General Grant. Better put on your glasses, Doc. That's the bearded lady. Well, I suppose you're taking Marvin to the circus tonight. Sure am. Then it's your time. Howdy, boy. Well, Pete. Good morning, Marshal. Say, that circus poster's a humdinger, ain't it? Yes, it sure is. Well, I do declare. Just look at that fellow balancing himself way up at the top of the tent. Yeah, what's he carrying that umbrella for? Maybe the tent leaks. Yeah. Say, Harold, what's that fellow walking on up there? High wire. Hi, Harold. Hey, Harold's going to the circus tonight, Pete. You are, boy? Well, of course, just to take Marvin. We're growing up. No fun for us to go to a circus. Oh, of course not. Why, that's kid stuff. Sure, kids. What time are you two kids going to be there? 8 o'clock. Me, too. See you tonight, children. Bye. Bye. In case, JP, just a moment. I'll connect you. Well, good morning, Gloria. Good morning, Harold. Do you look happy this morning? Yeah, I feel wonderful, Gloria. I'm taking a little Marvin to the circus tonight. He's really looking forward to it. I bet he is. Doc and Pete are going, too. You want to come with us, Gloria? Oh, thanks, Harold, but my mother's taking me. Oh. What side are you going to sit on? I don't know yet. Oh, I just... Hold me, will you? Yes. I just love to see the circus. It's so exciting, especially the lion-taming act. Yeah, it's pretty thrilling, all right. Yes, but I hope the lion-tamer has better luck than he had last year. What do you mean? Well, he kept holding that chair out to the lions, but not one of them would sit down on it. You should have sat on that joke. I did. And? And I just can't wait to see that Professor Faria. Professor Faria? What does he do? Well, he gets shot out of a cannon twice a day. Yeah, bet he gets a charge out of that. What? Oh! Well, it's time for my broadcast. See you later. Hi, Gloria. Well, radio listeners, that's about all of Honest Harold the Homemaker for this morning. However, before I sign off, I'd like to sing one more little song. Seeing all the circus posters today sort of took me back to my childhood. When I was younger, I used to hunger to climb up the ladder of life. Now that I've grown up, I might as well own up. It's not worth the worry and strife. Things that I wanted were paid for with blessings I cannot recall. And all that I had, I would trade for the things I considered so small. Oh, I'd be more than satisfied if I could hide away beside a babbling brook. Drippling waters call me far away to a quiet, shady knoll. And through the woods I long to hike to linger where the world is like a storybook, like a lazy, daisy gazing at the sky. Let me live in love and let the world go by. I'd be more than satisfied if I could hide away beside a babbling brook. A lazy gazing at the sky and let the world be satisfied if I could hide. Well, Harold? What's the matter, Gloria? I've got terrible news. The circus isn't coming. Isn't coming? Why not? The circus trucks are stuck in the mud at Ruda Baker Junction. Oh, my goodness. Gee, Harold, I'll bet Marvin will be disappointed. Oh, he sure will, the poor kid. And he almost washed behind his ears this morning, too. Well, mother, did that little Marvin come home for lunch? Yes, he's sitting out on the bank porch. Well, does he know about the circus? Yes, he does. I guess he feels kind of bad, huh? Well, why don't you go out and talk to him, Harold? Well, all right. Hope I can cheer him up a little. Hello, Marvin. What are you doing, my boy? Nothing. Just sitting here. Well, Marvin, I'm sorry about the circus not coming. Yeah. I know you're disappointed, but what the heck? The circus will be here again next year, and you and I will go and have a wonderful time, won't we? Sure. Want to get down to the drugstore and have an ice cream soda? No, thanks. Speaking of ice cream, Marvin, did you ever hear about the comical marshmallow sundae? It acted so funny it made the banana split. Anything else you'd like to do, Marvin? No, thanks. Say, Marvin, I just got a wonderful idea. How about you and me go to the movies tonight? The movies? Yeah. They got a wonderful picture at the Bijou. Jimmy Stewart's in it. There's a real exciting scene in it where the villain tells Jimmy he's about to shoot him. And Jimmy says, Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Would you like to see that? No. I think I'll go back to school. All right, my boy. See you later. Yeah, see you later. Look at him, little Marvin. He sure looks unhappy, kicking that can. He's scuffing his shoes too, but what the heck? Circus is a pretty important thing, dear boy. I wish there was something... Oh! Oh, hello, you old mule medical. Hey, Harrah, I heard about the circus not coming. Yeah, Marvin's pretty disappointed. Oh, I know, Harrah. I'm sure all the boys are disappointed. I'm afraid so. That's why I came over, Harrah. Those children are going to have a circus after all. What? Who's going to put it on? We are. Doc, are you crazy? That's beside the point, Harrah. We can have the circus right in my backyard. Have pink lemonade, peanuts. But, Doc... We can use my animals. We can paint stripes on Arthur the Goat. He'll be a man-eating tiger. You mean can-eating tiger. And my horse, Silver Moon, can do a mind-eating act. Silver Moon? Why, yes, that horse is very intelligent. She can count up to ten without using her toes. I don't know, Doc. We can't put on a circus. Now, Harrah, the kids are expecting one. Why, I bet they'll love it. Anyway, it's the spirit of the thing that counts. Maybe you're right, Doc. We ought to try it anyway for those little kids. Sure. And, Harrah, you can be the ringmaster. I can? Well, that'll sound pretty good. Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please. I want you to meet the only knock-knee bald-headed Dodo bird in captivity. Harrah, are you looking at me? Why, Doc? We will return for the second act of our story, Honest Harold, in just a moment. A little later on CBS Tonight, Bing Crosby will play host to Trumpeter Louis Armstrong and the former child star Rose Marie. On CBS Wednesday Night Fight broadcast, undefeated Chicago Vahar will meet Billy Murphy of Brooklyn in a welterweight battle at New York St. Nicholas Arena. Be listening for the fight and for the Bing Crosby show on most of these same CBS stations. And now, back to Harold Perry, as Honest Harold, the homemaker. Well, this is circus day in Melrose Springs. Real circus couldn't come to town, but Honest Harold and Doc and Pete are determined to save the day. They're going to put on a circus of their own for the youngsters of the town. In fact, they're getting ready for it right now in Doc's backyard. Come on, Pete, help me put this plank on those boxes. Okay, boy. These boards will be the bleachers. All the kids can sit here. We were to put up a sign management not responsible for splendors. Well, a few splendors won't hurt those little shavers. Say it's beginning to look real circusy back here. All those pennants hanging on the clothes line. Say, this pink lemonade is pretty good, too. Pete, leave some for the kids. Oh, sure, Harold. Now, where's Doc? You've got to get this thing rehearsed. Kids will be out of school at three o'clock. He's in the house putting on his lion-taming suit. Oh, my goodness. He doesn't have to put that on now. Why doesn't he come... Here he comes now. Oh, look at that outfit. Sun helmet, khaki shirt, putties. Looks like a fugitive from an army surplus store. Well, I'm all ready for the big lion-taming act. Don't I remind you, Frank Buck? You remind me more of Sears Roebuck. Here. Okay, Doc. You look great. How about having a little rehearsal, huh? Why don't you go in the barn and get that go to yours? He's a wild woolly lion now, Harold. Okay. All right, Pete. Here we go. I'll make the opening announcement. Ladies and gentlemen, we'll begin the greatest show on earth with a circus overture by our one-man clown band. Pete, that's you. Oh, just a minute, Harold. Where'd that put that kazoo? Here it is. One, two. Guy Lombardo. Well, anyhow, Harold, we all finished together. Yeah, but not soon enough. Oh, I wouldn't say that. And now, in the center ring, we present that world-famous animal trainer, Dr. Quinton Yancy and Gilmore, the most ferocious lion in captivity. Okay, Doc. Yeah, all right. Come on, Gilmore. Arthur the Goat certainly doesn't look much like a lion, even with that dime-store mask. Oh, well. Stand back, everybody. Gilmore is a very dangerous lion. Roar, Gilmore. I'm the dangerous feat of putting my head in the mouth of this ferocious beast. Ferocious beast is licking Doxy. Now, Arthur, stop that. Stop it. You're supposed to be a dangerous lion. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, Arthur boy. Oh, no. Will you ever forgive Docky-Wocky? Docky-Wocky. What a wild animal act. Now they're holding hands. Doc will take this later. Now, all right. Come on, Arthur. Pete, lesser hurts are Wild West Sharpshooting Act, huh? Featuring Wild Bill Hemp. That's me. Well, now, wait. Let me get this straight, Harold. What am I supposed to do? We've gone over there six times, Pete. We've tried out on Dock's horse Silver Moon dressed in a Buffalo Bill suit. Buffalo Bill suit. Let me write that down. Yeah. And I have a rifle loaded with blanks. Now, you all know what blanks are, Pete. You're one. I'm a blank. Let me write that down. Now, you hide behind that target on the fence there. And every time I shoot you, every time I shoot, rather, you hit the target with a hammer. Hit target with hammer. Let me write that down. Should have been right the first time. Okay, Pete. Now, get behind the fence. They got you, boy. Ready? We'll try it. Bang! Pete, I said bang. Oh, a bang to you, boy. Things I go through for Marvin. It's too corny. That's why it sounds corny. I'm sorry, but I don't want to go. Tony. Yeah? Would you go if I gave you one? Your new top? Oh, that's different. Okay, I'll go. It's a deal. But I still say it's going to be corny. It's going to stink. Awful disappointed if nobody comes. Why should I go? It's going to stink. I'll give you my box kite. Are you throwing your flesh, Gordon Ring? Can Oscar your garter snake? Gee, you're skinny. You want an awful lot. Well, I have to sit through a circus that stinks. I'm going to go. I have to sit through a circus that stinks. Okay. I go through for Harold. You go to the circus and I'll give you my junior G-man badge. You said you'd go to the circus if I gave you the shirt off my back. Just a minute. I'll take it off. Hold still, Harold. I don't want to stick you with this needle. All right, mother. You're going to look real handsome in your buffalo bill suit. Oh, thanks. I'll be through sewing on this patch in just a moment. I don't think it will show. Guess not. I'll be sitting on a horse most of the time. You know, son, I think it's just wonderful you're putting on this circus for the youngsters. Well, he wanted to make Marvin and the other boys happy. Well, I'm sure you will. Say, mother, where is Marvin? He left a little while ago. He's such a neat little boy, Harold. Neat? Yes, he completely cleaned out his room today, carried away all his toys and things. Well... Oh, hello, Marvin. Say, you're not wearing a shirt. Uh-uh. It was kind of hot, Harold. I took it off. Oh, I see. Well, I suppose you're pretty excited about the circus this afternoon, huh, Marvin? Yeah. I guess your little friends are all excited, too. Sure. I hear you're a real good boy today, straightening up your room that way. Understand you're all cleaned out. I sure am. The circus is going to start. Yeah, I'm getting tired of sitting on this plank. Me, too. It's got splinters. Quiet, Tommy. I gave you my top, didn't I? Okay. Here comes Harold. Well, glad you all came out this afternoon, and we hope you like our little circus. It's gonna stink. Quiet. Skinny Harold will hear you. Hey, Mr. Hip, you've got a patch on your... Wait. Well, we'll start our thrilling performance with an overture from the clown band. Take it away, Pete. Harold. Pete, play the overture. I can't, boy. Art of the goat ate my kazoo. Oh, goodness. Ain't that a doozy? What a circus. Well, next number. We now present the parade of the Jungle Beast. Okay, Doc. Coming. Knock you, Doc, the animals. Oh. And here they come. First, that man-eating leopard. A cocker spaniel with spots painted on it. Don't you get too close to who follows these dangerous... Are you kidding? Well, the next Jungle Beast is the mighty elephant. Gas mask. This circus stinks. Oh, my goodness. The cow scares the dog. Carnes. Don't you recognize Daisy? Oh, Doc, get those wild animals out of here. Well, that concludes the parade of the Jungle Beast. Thank goodness. And now the world's most daring wild animal trainer, Dr. Yancey and his ferocious lion. What is it, Doc? Arthur isn't a lion anymore. Why not? He just ate his mask. Oh, what a lion. The next act will be that famous marksman of the Old West. Honest, I mean, Wild Bill Hemp. Get by in the target, Pete. Got you, boy. Now I will give you a demonstration of some real sharp shooting. If Pete doesn't forget, I'll just take my trusty rifle here and watch me ring the bull's eye. Here goes. Pete. Oh, look at folks, that was my delayed shot. Watch this one. Really nothing to it. I'll show you again. I think I'll try a trick shot. I'm gonna put my rifle between my legs. Beat you to it that time, boy. Look at you. Intermission, folks. Terrible. I gotta give you your top back and go home. Me, too. I wish you hadn't taken your flesh, Gordon Ring and your garter snake. Please don't go, fellas. Hell, to be awful disappointed. I'm sorry, Marvin, but this just... Hey, what's that music? Sounds like a circus band. Hair! Hair! Huh? Glory just called up. The real circus is here. It is? Yeah, they got the trucks out of the mud. They did? The circus is going to play tonight. Oh, isn't that wonderful, fellas? Here, that's getting it. Yeah. They're parading up Main Street right now. Come on, let's give it a go. We don't want to miss that parade. Wait a minute, fellas. We sure don't, Pete. Come on, Harry! What about all these... Yes, I'd get a go, too. Oh, hello, Marvin. Hello, Harold. Well, Marvin, tonight you and I are going to go to a real circus. That'll be swell. I thought your circus was swell, too. You did? Thanks, my boy. It was nice of you to get all those boys to come. That's all right. In Marvin, after we see the parade, I think I'd better buy you some new toys. I wonder where they sell garter snakes. You have just heard the Harold Perry show, Honest Harold. The supporting players tonight included Jane Morgan, Harley Bayer... Who played his own kazoo. ...Stuffy Singer, Sammy Ogg, Johnny McGovern, David Light, and featured Gloria Holliday as Gloria, and Joseph Kearns as Old Doc Yack Yack. Norman McDonnell directed, and the music was composed and conducted by Jack Meakin. Honest Harold, created by Harold Perry, was written by Jean Stone and Jack Robinson. The story of a woman who commits a perfect crime, only to be trapped by a small sound, will be told on radio's outstanding theater of thrills, suspense, tomorrow night. Anne Baxter will star in this unusual thriller called The Thirteenth Sound. Be listening for Anne Baxter on suspense, tomorrow night on CBS. Stay tuned now for the Bing Crosby show, which follows immediately on most of these same CBS stations. Bob LeMond speaking. 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