The Falcon - The Case of the Sweet Swindle

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It's early Sunday afternoon in New York, and a stocky character named Joe Hardy runs

up the steps of a small rooming house on New York's west side.

And the reason for Mr. Hardy's haste is apparent.

Joe has just struck gold, and he's on his way to notify a fellow prospector.

Irene, Irene, open up.

Is that you, Joe?

Yeah.

OK, wait a second.

Let's go to see your baby.

How are you?

A lot you care.

Oh, you're not sure about my stand-up last night.

Of course not.

Oh, come on, Irene.

I got great news.

Don't tell me I got a job, Joe.

I couldn't stand that.

Yeah, well, take a look at this.

Where'd you get that money?

Never you mine.

This is just a dumb payment.

There's plenty more on where this came from.

Joe, what are you done?

Nothing I grabbed before.

You sure?

I'm positive.

You ever hear of a guy named Walter Blake?

No.

How about Larry Nichols?

Nichols, the bookie?

That's the boy.

This guy Blake is bankrupt of him.

Wait a minute.

To me, I remember reading something about him.

Isn't Blake the guy whose wife ran off and took his daughter with her about 15 years ago?

It's long enough, Irene.

Almost 20.

The cops never did sign them, did they?

No, the cops didn't, but someone else was lucky.

What are you getting at?

I know where Blake's daughter is, Irene.

What?

And there's a 50 grand reward still out for her.

Where is she?

Not very far from here.

In fact, I'm looking at her right now.

Are you out of your mind?

What's the matter?

It doesn't mean Walter Blake's daughter is appealing.

No.

Like it no one a minute, I'm not the right girl.

I doubt it.

The kid was only seven years old when a mother dragged her off and kids changed a lot in 20 years.

Incidentally, I forgot the mention.

Her name was Irene too.

How's that for a coincidence way, huh?

It's stink.

Joe, you can't be serious about this.

Can I?

No, you'll never get away with it.

What am I told you that someone very close to Blake is punishing me with all the necessary

information about the kid?

Who?

That's none of your business.

But this party is in a position to get everything we need.

By the time you and Daddy Blake meet, you'll know all the answers.

I'm not going to do it.

Oh, yes, you will.

Oh, no, I won't.

Every time I've listened to you, I wound up behind the eighth floor.

That's just different.

You said that before.

Oh, let's get the strain, Irene.

I've got an apartment with Blake tomorrow afternoon at three.

By that time, I expect you to know everything there is about his daughter.

Here's a list of stuff I want you to remember, I say.

Hey, what's the idea of tearing it?

I'm not going to do it, Joe.

Pick up those scraps.

No.

I said, pick them up.

Oh.

Well, all right, I'll sit down and put them together.

By the time I get through with you, you're going to know those questions and answers so

well.

You'll be able to do a get shot on the quiz kids.

Hello?

I'd like to talk to Walter Blake, please.

This is Walter Blake speaking.

Hi, Walter.

This is Mike Wearing.

Oh, yes, Mike.

Hi, I heard you were approached by a character named Joe Hardy who claims he can put you in touch

with your daughter.

So?

My advice to you is to have nothing to do with him.

This wouldn't be professional jealousy, would it, Mike?

What are you talking about?

Just because Joe Hardy is a competitor of yours?

I'm Blake.

I called you as a friend.

This boy Hardy is a private detective, sure, but he's also a baker.

He'll clean you out like a hoobah vacuum.

You're a fine one to talk.

Just because you could never locate Iring, you don't want anyone else to succeed.

You thought she was boy, as she was dead.

Now, listen to me, Walter.

Sorry, I have the time, Mike.

Larry Nicholson and I are supposed to meet Hardy at three.

I'm not going to take a chance when you are delaying us.

All right, well, you look at it rain, Blake.

You look at it, Nicholson.

You sure this fellow Joe Hardy is steady to be here at three?

That's right.

Well, that clock's almost a half hour slow.

What are you supposed to keep him?

Maybe it's his conscious.

What do you mean, Nicholson?

I wouldn't kiss your Blake.

We've been partners too long.

From the little you've told me, I wouldn't be surprised if this boy Hardy is a phony.

Mike, where are you?

I don't care what he claims.

Hardy had a piece of the dress Irene was wearing when a mother took her away.

Is that why you gave him a thousand bucks?

Yes, you're supposed to be a tough mark.

Look, Blake, I know how you feel about this, but didn't it occur to you Hardy could have

gotten the description of the dress from the papers?

No, we never released it.

Well, I still think you've heard the last of him.

Why don't you just forget them?

Come in.

Hello, Uncle Warner.

Oh, Hugh Jerry.

What's the matter, my disease carry?

My uncle's a little disappointed, kid.

What did I do now?

It's not you.

That Joe Hardy character.

Hasn't he been here yet?

No.

What don't worry, Uncle?

It's pouring outside.

He probably was detained.

Let's hope it's permanent.

Why?

I think your uncle's throwing his money away.

I don't agree with you, Mr. Nichols.

He's got no family but me.

If there's the slightest possibility of this girl turning out to be Irene, why shouldn't

he gamble a few dollars?

It's not just a few dollars, it's 50 grand.

I still think they're good odds.

If you ask me, that must be Hardy.

Come in.

That's not Mr. Blake.

No, I'm late.

I couldn't get a cab.

Well, the important thing is that you're here now.

I don't believe you know these gentlemen.

Oh, no, I know it.

This is my partner, Larry Nichols.

A pleasure.

Hello.

And this is my nephew, Jerry.

Glad to know you, Mr. Hardy.

It's me, Joe.

Where?

Now we can get down to business.

Well, uh, you know, my Mr. Blake, I'd rather be alone.

You're afraid of witnesses?

I've caught it out, Nichols.

He's a crook, Jerry.

You want to be careful with those accusations, Miss.

All right, Nichols.

That's enough.

I'm old enough to look after myself.

Well, if that's the way you wanted, Blake, that's the way I wanted.

You coming, Jerry?

Good luck to you, Uncle.

Nice knowing you, Mr. Hardy.

Yeah, I see you're out sometime.

Nice boy enough, you.

Yes, Jerry's all right.

But are you interested in someone close to harm?

That's right.

Well, I promised you more evidence that this girl was your daughter, Irene.

Well, would you, uh, happen to know offhand what she was carrying

with they she disappeared?

Yes, yes.

There was a rib school bag trimmed with black leather.

Anything else you'll remember about it?

Or any chose I be were embossed on the top.

Let me open this package.

That's Irene's bag.

I was sure it was.

Oh, where did you find it?

In Los Angeles.

Took a lot of work to dig it out.

Uh, where is she now?

Aren't you forgetting something, Mr. Blake?

Huh?

Oh, well, you mean the reward money?

Uh, uh, uh, I've got it right here.

Here, it's in $100 bills, it's just a US.

That's fine.

Well, where is she?

2126 Thomas Avenue.

2126 Thomas.

Yeah, she's living in a funny room under the name of Irene Kent.

Does she expect me?

Yeah, I told her it'd be around, uh, around five.

I can't thank you enough, honey.

Oh, I don't thank me, Mr. Blake.

It was a pleasure to sign here.

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Hello, Irene.

Yes.

You're not.

Yes, I am.

I don't know what to say.

Why don't you start by inviting me in?

You'll have to excuse me.

I know.

It's not every day you find a new father,

but you'll get used to it.

Did I turn out the way you expected?

I don't know what I expected.

You were only seven when your mother took you away.

Incidentally, where is she?

She died two years ago.

Well, why didn't you let me know?

Mother never mentioned you.

We didn't even use your name.

Didn't you remember anything at all about me?

Very little, I'm afraid.

I've made a million plans, Irene.

Now, the first thing we've got to do

is to get you out of it.

Where did you get that picture?

It's mother.

Carried up.

Oh, not dad.

I'm sorry, Irene.

I had no right to ask that.

Your mother did a terrible thing to me,

but she was crazy about you.

Yes, she always worried about me.

Remember how she wouldn't let me use the skate you bought?

Yeah.

We had quite a fight over that.

And it was the same story when you brought home

the bicycle and the pony.

Here, here, you're wanting to kill me.

You remember the pony?

Like it was yesterday.

He was a brown shetland with a white dawn as known.

You remember the saddle, I bought?

It wasn't a saddle, it was a cart.

So it was.

What's the matter, father?

I'm just trying to figure out something.

What?

How you learned about that pony and cart.

I remembered it.

You couldn't very well, Irene.

You see, I ordered a pony for your eighth birthday.

And it was delivered the day after my wife ran away.

Why?

I don't understand.

Yes, you do.

You're not my daughter.

You're making a mistake.

No, I must take high neighbors earlier today

when I believed Johari.

You're not Irene.

Stay away from me.

You're not my little girl.

Where is she?

No.

Where is she?

Where are you going?

You're wearing here to use this place as an office or something?

Please, please, Nicholas.

My friend Ed is a very sensitive fellow.

The name of this place is Ed's Lunch and Ed.

See the big red sign?

And it's for an office.

Does fine for that, too.

But now I want to eat.

What do you say we order?

Well, I've already you go ahead.

Well, Johari's not here yet anyway.

OK, when he gets here, we'll talk.

Say, Ed.

Oh, hi, Mike.

Glad you dropped by.

Well, what's good today, Ed?

Now, that's a fine thing to ask a cook.

Natural everything's good.

Oh, almost humble apology.

That's better.

Yeah, well, what's especially good?

Well, I'll see.

I got some real good shrimp, Mike.

I could make a shrimp salad I know you'd go for.

You know I'd like it, huh?

I sure do.

But I make it with miracle whip.

And the salad dressing's a mighty important part

of a salad, you know.

Oh, I sure.

Do you ever hear of a self-respecting salad

going out without dressing?

Oh, really, Mike.

Salad dressing adds flavor.

Like miracle whip here, it adds a real peppy flavor.

Chop.

But not too sharp, Mike.

Most folks say miracle whip tastes just exactly right.

Why do you know the craft salesman told me

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I'm sure.

So it's really America's favorite salad dressing.

Folks must like it a lot.

My customers sure do.

Hey, smooth, huh?

Yes, here is Mike.

Miracle whip is just as smooth as that.

Well, no, Ed, Ed.

I meant the cute little blonde that just went by.

Oh.

Well, all right, I'll have that shrimp salad at.

And make it with plenty of miracle whip, we didn't.

Oh, I'll be of pleasure, Mike.

You sure you don't want anything that goes?

No, no, no, thanks.

OK, we'll see.

Here comes our boy now.

Hello, Jerry.

Hi, how are you?

Sit down.

Hello, where are you?

Nickos?

As Nickos talked to you about what we want yet, Mike.

I love it for you, Jerry.

When I year my uncle's friend, Mike,

you've got to do something and do it fast before there's

any more trouble.

Well, maybe I'm sick, but I don't see what you two want done.

And don't look at me wearing.

This is Jerry's, baby.

I'm washing my hands of the whole business.

It didn't approve of Blake giving Joe

how to let money, Nickos.

No, I smell the rat right from the beginning.

I warned Blake this would happen.

Where's your uncle now, Jerry?

That's just the trouble.

Mike, we don't know.

We call Nickos about a half hour ago.

What did he have to say?

Nothing much.

Only he got a lead to Joe Hardy,

and he made an appointment to meet him at his hotel later

tonight.

Well, I don't think there's much chance of

Hardy showing up after this.

Oh, that's where you're wrong.

Hardy doesn't know what my uncle wants him for.

Well, he must have some idea, Jerry.

Nope.

According to Nickos, my uncle told Hardy

he was so pleased that the white things turned out,

he wanted to give him a bonus.

And you don't think audio falls for that.

He probably learned what happened from that girl.

That's what I told Blake, but he said the girl wouldn't talk.

What's the preventive?

And I can think of several things.

All of them unpleasable.

What do you suggest, Mike?

If my uncle finds Hardy there, I'll kill him.

Now, you're the only one who can reason with him.

I didn't have much luck when I tried it earlier today.

What's the name of the party's hotel?

It's the park side.

It's off Madison.

What time was the appointment for?

One o'clock, I think.

No, it's almost that no.

By the time I find a car.

Well, you can take my car.

I thought yours was in the shop, Jerry.

Now, I got a new one this morning.

Wait a minute.

Here's the keys, Mike.

It's parked right in front of the place.

You can't miss it.

It's a convertible.

OK.

Now, how do you like that?

After the big buildup bedgabers about the salad,

I have to rush off without touching it.

Well, stick around for us.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

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OK.

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OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

I'll get out.

What for?

I'll ask so many questions.

All right.

Where's your license?

I got it right here in my...

What's funny?

You left it in your other shoe.

I must have it.

All right, give me the ticket.

Let's get it over with.

Just take it easy.

But where's your ownership, car?

I don't have any.

What happened to that?

This car doesn't belong to me.

Didn't your mother tell you it wasn't nice to steal?

No, don't talk like a jerk.

This isn't hot.

Isn't it?

No, I bought it from a man named Jerry Blake.

You should have told him in advance.

What are you talking about?

You'll find out.

Look, officer, all this can be straightened out,

but I haven't got time to do it now.

I suppose you're bound on a mission of life and death.

You're not kidding.

No, only it's going to be your life, Mr.

if you don't start following orders.

Now get in your car and follow me.

OK.

All right, Baker, open them up.

You're going to visit a wearing.

Jerry.

Hello, Mike.

Look, will you tell us big stuff?

They already have.

Tell me, Mr. I'm just a cop.

I got a signal to pick up a hot car and I did.

What hot car?

Well, I showed you the records didn't I?

We got a call at 9.45.

Jerry, did you report the car, sir?

No.

But then who else put it?

Where's Larry Nichols?

Nichols.

Yes, he was with you when I left Ed's luncheonette.

Well, he left right after you did.

Is that so?

Yeah, he said he had to get back to work.

Well, maybe I can imagine what that work is.

What do you mean?

Come on, we're an hour late now.

I'll draw you a diagram on the way over.

What for the superintendent say Joe Hardy was on?

Eight, H.C.

It's matter with you, Jerry.

You look baffled.

I am, Mike.

I can't believe there's any connection between Hardy and Larry Nichols.

Well, it's got to be.

Nichols was the only one who knew I borrowed your car.

So he must have been the one who reported it stolen after he left Ed's place.

What was the point?

Did the layman get in here in time to keep her uncle from laying hands on Hardy?

Is the elevator.

Come on, get in home, Jerry.

If it just doesn't make sense, if Hardy and Nichols were working together,

all Nichols would have to do was phone him and warn him that my uncle was on his way over.

Well, maybe he didn't want to warn him.

I don't get it.

Maybe Nichols wanted Joe Hardy to get himself killed.

How do you figure that?

Well, who would take the rap?

Why my uncle, I guess?

And your uncle and Nichols were business partners.

And if Nichols has been playing fast and loose with partnership funds,

he might watch your uncle talk the way where he couldn't ask any embarrassing questions.

You're crazy, Mike.

I know what you're saying.

Let's be down this way.

Then you think we're going to find Joe Hardy's body, don't you?

I don't know what to think anymore.

Hey, then.

The...

Huh, here we are.

I borrowed the keys from the superintendent.

The boy.

The whole party won't object.

I don't think he'll be in a position to him.

I don't know, light switch.

I want to be somewhere around.

Oh, I got it.

Mike.

Shut the door.

You were right.

No, I wasn't.

I was wrong.

Why?

Look again, Jerry.

This isn't Joe Hardy.

This is your uncle, Walter Blake.

What do you want?

Well, that all depends.

You Irene Kent?

Who wants to know?

Well, I beg your pardon.

My name is Mike Wearing.

That still means nothing in my young life.

Well, we'll have to remedy that in the future.

If you have a future.

What kind of a crack is that?

Judging from those bruises on your neck, Irene, someone must be awfully peeved at you.

What do you want, mister?

Okay.

Where's Joe Hardy?

Why?

Walter Blake was murdered tonight.

Blake, did Joe kill her?

I can make out a very convincing case, so you better start talking, Irene.

You know, an accessory to a murder.

Well, I give you my word, Mr. Wearing.

I didn't have anything to do with that.

You pose as Blake's daughter.

I didn't want to.

Joe made me.

Where's Hardy now?

I have no idea.

I haven't heard from him since early this morning.

Did he know that Blake discovered you were a phoning?

Well, he did.

He didn't get it from me.

Why not?

Well, I didn't know where to reach him.

It's your told Blake where Hardy could be found.

I didn't expect Joe to be there.

Who put your boyfriend up to this window?

I don't know.

Well, come on, Irene.

Who supplied all the background material?

I swear, I don't know.

Well, I've got an idea.

And for your sake, I hope it turns out a little better

than my last.

Go to the second.

Sorry to disturb you at this hour, Nicholas.

Well, Mike.

Mike, I'm in.

Sure.

Thanks.

You're about Blake?

Yeah.

Tough, huh?

Well, I warned him not to have anything to do with Hardy.

So do I.

But I still can't help feeling this is partly my fault.

Why?

Maybe I would have gotten there in time to stop it if I hadn't

been grabbed by the police.

Grabbed by the police?

Yeah, oh, didn't you know?

They picked me up while driving Jerry's car.

They had a report with Stolen.

Who did that?

I'm glad you asked me, Nicholas, because I

had an idea it might be you.

You blown your top, Mike?

But you were going to stay at Ed's place until I returned.

Well, I had some business to attend to.

And you gave it all to me.

Well, you're out of your mind.

Did it ever occur to you that Jerry might

have notified the cops?

Oh, sure.

But I like your qualification is better.

First of all, you were working with Joe Hardy.

You gave me all the information you needed to pass Irene

off as Blake's daughter.

And you're forgetting I was the one who told Blake not to pay.

Sure, that was smart of you, Nicholas.

That way, you gave yourself an out.

Couldn't have been too smart if you got the goods on me.

Well, I had help.

Irene told me your name.

You're lying.

She didn't.

Yeah, go on, Nichols, finish it.

She didn't know that you were in the operation.

No, you told me that yourself.

Jerry might have dug up that picture of Mrs. Blake

and a few other bits of information.

But he never would have known about the dress and the pony.

He was only a kid himself at the time.

Got it all figured out, haven't you?

I like to think so.

Well, tell me something.

Did you figure on this?

And put away the gun, Nichols.

That isn't going to get you anything.

That's where you're wrong.

Well, one thing is going to get me a head start.

And yours is just a head to supply it through.

Who's there?

Who's there?

Nothing.

It's frightened about Irene.

It's only me.

Joe.

What's the matter, baby?

You act like you're seeing a ghost.

Well, I thought that...

What?

I'd skip out on you.

Now, you know Irene, that's not my type.

What are you doing here?

I've got a date to meet a friend of mine.

What?

What?

What?

What are you doing here?

I've got a date to meet a friend of mine.

Follow name, Larry Nichols.

Nichols?

Yeah.

All right.

I don't think you'll be here, Joe.

Why not?

Well, a man named Mike Wearing was here about an hour's going.

And?

But...

Well, there is to it.

No, there must be a little moan.

What'd you tell Wearing?

Nothing, Joe.

Except?

Well, when he said Waller Blake was murdered, I...

You gave him every little bit of help you could.

I didn't tell him much, Joe.

Well, that's not your fault, Larry.

After all, how much did you know?

What bothers me is what you might say of Wearing got back to you again.

No, I...

We can't take a chance on that, baby.

So listen, Joe.

Now, why, Reigh?

You can see that for yourself.

The first opportunity to crack wine open.

Now, what are we going to do about that?

Well, well.

I guess Joe doesn't know what to do either.

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Now, back to the adventures of the Polka.

Several hours have passed since Mike Tangled with Larry Nichols and came off second best,

and now our hero staggers to his feet and heads for the phone.

Then, with none two certain fingers, he dials the police.

I'm in the second precinct, Sergeant Lewis.

Hello, Sergeant. This is Mike Wearing.

Where the W. Ben Mike, we've been looking for you for the past hour.

Well, I was out.

Where?

Just plain out.

Look, have you picked up Joe Hardy yet for the Blake murder?

How?

Well, while you're at it, you might as well get out in the lawn for Larry Nichols.

And you're probably too late for a girl named Irene Kent.

How'd you know that?

Well, I figured.

Hardy must have taken her away with her.

Well, I was out.

Where?

Just plain out.

Look, have you picked up Joe Hardy yet for the Blake murder?

He must have taken her away with him.

Well, that's where you're on, Mike.

He was left behind.

I can't imagine why.

You would if you saw her now.

She's got two big bullet holes right where her heart used to be.

Yes?

Hello, Jerry.

Mike.

Hey, what happened to your head?

Oh, just trying to prove what goes on when an irresistible force.

Meats on your movable objects.

Come on and sit down.

Nice.

Anything new?

Yeah.

Irene Kent was murdered.

What?

Shopped, to be exact.

Apparently an hour or two after I first spoke with him.

Was she able to tell you anything?

Enough to convince me I was right about Nichols.

He was working with Joe Hardy.

I can't believe it.

Well, you can take it from me.

It's true.

What do you think I picked up this nut on my head?

Nichols?

Well, did he get away?

Yes, but I don't think he'll get very far.

I still say you're wrong.

Why, he told my uncle in front of me that it was a mistake to deal with Hardy.

Well, I explained the reason for that before.

You're even using it to clear him.

If the fellow I like to lay my hands on is Joe Hardy.

You think he's the one who did the actual killing?

I will know as soon as we get a look at the gun.

I suppose if the slug they took out of my uncle,

matches those they took out of Irene.

That'll be it.

Just about.

Yeah, but suppose Hardy gets rid of the cat.

I don't see how he could.

If anyone was to do that, it would have to be you.

What are you doing?

Well, I'm sorry to give away your little secret, Jerry.

But you killed your uncle and Irene Kent.

Ed?

Ed?

Yo, Ed.

More coffee, please.

Yeah, me too, Ed.

Right with your powers.

Ah, go on, Mike.

I'm sorry, I interrupted.

That's all right, Sergeant.

You practically got it all anyway.

No matter what it stands, that Jerry was the one who notified us

to pick you up in that car.

Yeah, sure.

That gave him enough time to go over and kill his uncle.

Oh, I can see his reason for that.

But his uncle, Ed, and with no other family around,

Jerry would come into all a place, though.

Uh-huh.

But what was his motive in killing that day, Irene Kent?

The fact that he had no motive.

Wait a minute.

You are, man.

No, thanks, Ed.

Now, you see, Sergeant, when you found Irene dead,

that made you believe her killer was either Nichols or Hardies

since she was tied up with him.

Go on.

All right, now consider what would have happened if all the Blake

was the only victim.

Sooner or later, you would have realized that Jerry

was a suspect with the best motive of all.

And by killing Irene, he made it appear that her death was tied up

with the plot to clip his uncle.

And when you definitely had nothing to do with that.

Well, what put you on the right track?

Well, you'll grant me that the one who tipped off the police

to nap me on that stolen car rep was the murderer.

Yeah, but how can you prove it was Jerry?

Easy.

That's too bad I didn't think of it in time.

See, Jerry's car was a brand new convertible.

He'd only gotten it yesterday.

Nichols never saw it.

You were surprised when Jerry volunteered the keys to the car.

So how could Nichols report it stolen?

He didn't know the make, the color, or the license number.

Hey, that's right.

I only wish I thought of it before I knocked myself out.

You don't know what a problem this raises.

Why?

Well, Blake was my client, and he's dead.

And Jerry won't even talk to me now.

So you tell me to whom do I send my bills?

This is Mike Wearing, friends.

He probably heard people say defense is everybody's job.

But maybe you haven't known just what you could do to help.

Well, here's a way you can help Uncle Sam and yourself at the same time.

My defense bond.

Help build your country security and your own personal security, too.

Remember, defense bonds are safe.

And they pay you a good rate of interest.

Ask about the payroll savings plan where you work,

or if you're self-employed.

Ask about the bond to month plan where you bank.

Save your money, the smart way, by defense bond.

The case of the broken fingerprint.

That's the title of next week's adventure of the falcon.

When Mike Wearing learned that if a fella tries to keep a girl from wasting her life,

he may help her lose it.

So be sure to listen at this same time next week to another exciting adventure of the falcon.

Thoughts you buy a craft food covering.

The adventures of the falcon are based on the famous character created by a farmer.

Thoughts you buy a craft food covering.

The adventures of the falcon are based on the famous character created by Drexel Drex,

produced by Bert Adel Schubert, written tonight by Eugene Mayings,

and directed by Richard Lewis.

Music was by Arnold.

Less Simon was starred as the falcon with Florence Halop as Irene.

This is then Hermie, he's speaking for the craft food covering.

Laugh with Groucho, he's next on NBC.