Gracie Hires A Drama Coach For George

Oh, George! This is Bill Goodwin, inviting all you servicemen and women to enjoy another pleasant visit with George Burns and Gracie Allen, our tenor Jimmy Cash and Felix Mills in his orchestra, and now meet the people who live in the Burns House, George and Gracie.

I'll get it there. You'll finish your breakfast. Good morning, Missy Mung. I'm Mr. Postman. When you look rather worn out. I have what is commonly called mailman bins or civil service crouch. Oh, you poor man.

Oh, don't feel sorry for me. My wife and I know just how to cure it. You do? Yes. You see, my spine is really like a steel band. So my wife just puts her knee in the small of my back, and I straighten up with a terrific ping.

That's quite a trick. Yes. Well, here's a special delivery letter for you. Oh, thank you. Oh, it's from our sponsor. Listen to this news, Mr. Postman. From now on, our radio program will be on the air Monday night.

Is that good? Why, Monday is the night they do high class drama, like Cecil B. DeMills Radio, F.E.R.N. Screen Guild. Say, maybe we'll be doing a dramatic show, too. If you do, remember me. I was quite a Thespian in my school days.

I was the vitamin flint heart of John Burroughs, Jr. High. Yes. Would you like a piece of Serrano de Bergerac? Oh, no, thank you. I never eat pastry in the morning. No, no, I mean the play.

Listen to this. Oh, Roxanne. We love High Tremble. I love you. I am smothered. I'm mad. I love you. I'm faint, it is too much. Oh. Oh, my little postman, what pain, what suffering? Yes, my back is killing me.