461114 007 Dennis Writes a Radio Script

Well, as you know, Dennis Day rooms at the Anderson Boarding House in Weaverville, which is run, along with all its occupants, by Mrs. Anderson.

But Mrs. Anderson isn't home this weekend.

She's gone up to Middletown for the yearly pre-Thanksgiving pageant presented by the Middletown Little Theater League.

Does Mr. Anderson miss his wife, you ask? Just listen.

Well, it's nearly 8 o'clock, Mildred.

Oh, I must be off to the lecture downtown.

Oh, it should be, Daddy.

When I dusted

your dresser, I saw the name of the lecturer on the ticket.

Tassels Latour, the Platinum Ball of Fire.

Well, yes, she's a very interesting speaker.

You know, you better not let Mother hear you've been to a burlesque show.

Oh, I know.

I nearly gave myself away last time she went up to Middleton, too.

Really?

Yes.

When she came in the house and took off her hat and coat, I applauded.

But Mrs. Anderson wasn't the only Weaverville visitor at the Middletown pageant this year.

There was also Dennis' boss, Mr. Willoughby.

Mr. Willoughby, however, doesn't seem too happy about his trip.

When I went away, I

left Dennis in charge of the drugstore.

For that, I ought to have my head examined.

I hadn't been out of the place ten minutes before he came in to see me.

Of course,