Gildy's New Neighbors

Craft presents the Great Gilder's Leave! Yeah! The Craft Cheese Company will also bring you Bing Craws the every Thursday night present each week at this time. Harold Perry is the Great Gilder's Leave, written by Leonard Allevinsen.

And now let's visit our friend, the Great Gilder's Leave, who has just returned home after a busy day at the office, to find that some new neighbors are moving into the vacant house next door.

Ah, good afternoon, Marjorie. Hello, Breddy. Hello, Mr. Gilder's Leave. Well, I see the house next door has been rented at last. Have you any idea who the people are, my dear? No, Uncle Mort, but is that ghastly furniture as any indication?

Her name is Frankenstein. Oh, Marjorie, you mustn't judge the people by that purple horse hair sofa, or the brass bed, or that stuffed moose head. Yeah, he has an awful mean look at his eye, that moose head.

I've forgotten it from our new neighbor. The family resemblance there, all right. Oh, Marjorie, I'm sure they're nice people. You wait and see. Oh, they have a boy a little older than Leroy, haven't they?

Uh-huh. And a girl about 17 or 18 who talks faster than Walter Wenchill. Oh, dear. And they also got an awful, upper-ditch cook named Snowd Rob Jefferson. Yes. Who has informed me over the back fast that she's a soul on a five-pound rubber bus.

And Bertie, you'll have to cultivate her acquaintance. I'll cultivate her with a hold if she keeps snootin' me. No, Bertie, don't you want to start off by planting your best foot forward? Oh, I do. Mr. Gil, please, believe me.

And when I get through planting it, well, do the most good. Nothing will ever grow that no more. Now, Bertie, I won't have you starting a feud with the neighbors. A good neighbor is just like a cousin on the police force.