Murder Backstage

An hour of smiles in town hall tonight, folks, 60 minutes of fun and music brought to you by Ipanatous face in Salahpatica. I pan out for the smile of beauty, Salahpatica for the smile of health, fun with our star Canadian Fred Allen and his mighty Allen R. Clairs.

Music with Peter Van Seton, the Ipanatoubadors in the town hall quartet, and more hopeful amateurs including Tom the Talking Bird, new voices, new music, new fun, it's town hall tonight! During my least Fred Allen Leisure's weekly parade at the Old Town Hall, the music so hard Fred's directing a band for the poker. And the widey out on our plans bring up the mirror

and their smoking jackets. Let's try and have a happy song. Everybody's gone. Here they come. Opera singers. Why are you giving up your French home to live in America, Miss Fon? You have one thing here that is bringing me back so good. It's down all tonight.

What a good day! Hospital patients! You rang for the night, Nis, sir? Yes, took these bandages off my ears, nurses, town hall tonight! Kitties! Probably say what we all say Wednesday, son, is your house!

Well, here we are in front of the old town hall folks, and there's Fred doing his vocal calisthenics to attract the crowd. Let's listen! The moon may be over Miami, folks, but the stars are here at the town hall, and I'll stop pushing there, lady.

Even there, leather, huh? Hi there, brother Swain. How's the old justice of the piece? There's any justice, brother Alan, you've been keeping the beach. That's what they all say, brother Swain. Bring your wife for the time of her life, men.