The Bakers of Weber's Bread presents your all-star Western Theater. We'll sing along, sing along, and hear a western song. From Hollywood comes your all-star Western Theater, starring America's great Western singers, Boy Willing and the Riders of the Purple Stage. Our guest today is Motion Picture's Grammar Girl of the West, Day 11. And now here are the Riders of the Purple Stage. Riding down the Santa Fe, just beyond the mountains and across the way, See that sun hang low in the west, for the land I'm loving the best. Here we go, my old fellow, gotta see a preacher by the galf, Or it's burn the trail and yonder we'll go. Riding down the Santa Fe, hey, riding down the Santa Fe, Riding down the Santa Fe, gonna see the boss and I'll collect my pay. Need a hundred dollars or more to get that ring she's been waiting for. Don't be slow, my old fellow, she'll be there waiting at the door. So let's burn the trail and yonder we'll go. Riding down the Santa Fe, hey, riding down the Santa Fe. Most folks figure a cow folk in the old days was a mighty tough ombre. Well, he was a hard-fisted, hard-shooting, hard-riding gent. In those days, any cow puncher could likely count on a lot of excitement in his day's work. But he always counted on something else, too, through long hours in the saddle. And that was food, good food, just as important then as it is today. For nourishment, for an aid to energy, for wholehearted satisfaction, you'll find more housewives shopping for Weber's Bread today than ever before. Weber's Bread is good bread. Folks like it and ask for more. Yes, you'll enjoy the firm, even texture, the golden-brown crusty goodness, and distinctly fine flavor of Weber's Good Bread. For Weber's Bread today, fresh on your grocer's shelf. Your favorite men of the West want you to hear their version of a song they've just recorded for Majestic. Listen to the writers of the Purple Sage sing, Wait'll I Get My Sunshine in the Moonlight. We'll get her beneath that good old Indian sign. Wait'll I get my sunshine in the moonlight. That's when I'll make my sunshine mine. I'm in love with sunshine, my darling little sunshine. But does she love me? I'd like to know. Soon I'm gonna find out, I'm gonna speak my mind out. The very next time the moon is low. Wait'll I get my sunshine in the moonlight. Wait'll I get her beneath the western sky. With the yucca and the sage all around to set the stage. And the stars are making faces in her eyes. Wait'll she find the moon above on my side. We'll get her beneath that good old Indian sign. Wait'll I get my sunshine in the moonlight. That's when I'll make my sunshine, reluctant little sunshine. That's when I'll make my sunshine mine. The writers of the Purple Sage have as their guest today a star whose light shines particularly bright. She represents to western fans and to the moving picture audience real glamour and more. She represents the ideal American girl. Let's give a real western welcome to Miss Dale Evans. Today the writers of the Purple Sage have asked Dale to join them in telling you one of their favorite stories. A story called The Deacon. One bright morning the writers of the Purple Sage left the ranch and started for town where the championship rodeo was to be held. Dale Evans was to be queen of the rodeo and that was one reason the boys wanted especially to go. For they knew Dale and helped her in doing the good deeds that made her queen of the country. That is to the ranch families of the west. Wandering minstrels of the open spaces. That's the writers of the Purple Sage. At home in the cattle roundups, the bronco busting, the talk around a campfire after twilight has come. But happiest when they ride a trail winding through the bigness of God's own country. Oh boy hold it. Hold it Al. Johnny's getting behind again. We ought to turn that guy out the pasture for. Come on Johnny. Imagine anyone with three months pay in their pocket are riding slow. Well I guess we'll have to wait for him to catch up. Boy maybe the thrift bug's got a hold of Johnny. Maybe all of a sudden he wants to save his money instead of seeing the rodeo and splitting the town wide open. Yeah I guess so. Let's go Johnny. I sure hope the thrift bug ain't got him. Why if he was to save money and get a bankroll well he'd probably swell his head. Well he might buy a ranch and bank or store or something. Well he might even get elected president of the United States. Oh poor Johnny. I never thought he'd come to that kind of an end. What's the matter with you Johnny? Don't you know that we've got our pockets full of money for once and we're out to have a good time? Huh? Good time? Sorry boy. I kept thinking we was looking for work. Say who's that coming up to fast on a white horse? I don't know. None of us are riding a white horse. Boy! Boy! Wait a minute. Hey looks like a girl. Yeah a real girl. A beautiful girl. Why it's day eleven. Queen of the cattle country. Oh boy I thought that was you but I didn't think I'd ever catch up to you. Boy where are you going? Howdy Miss Dale. Boy you know Miss Dale Evan. Hello Dale. Say did you know Johnny was going to be president of the United States Miss Dale? No. Say Dale we heard that you'd been elected queen but you're already queen of the ranch country. Well I heard something about it too. Boy what are you doing? Right now I mean. Well the boys and I thought we'd go into town and have a little swing. See the rodeo of course and... Say how'd you like to take an hour out and go on an errand with me? Poor Johnny president. I don't see how that's going to work out. Well you just name what you want down and we'll do her Dale. Well I'll tell you for it. There's a little girl on a ranch down the road away. She's sick and I guess she's not going to get any better. Some of the fellas on the rodeo knew about her and they thought it might be nice if she had a few visits. That'd actually be nice if the rodeo queen called on her. Will you boys come too? Maybe sing a song for her? Well you know we will. It's okay with me. The longer we put it off, you know going to town, the longer we'll have our money and nothing. Well maybe Johnny won't have to be president. I'm almost sure this is the place boys. Well if it is, I don't know whether we ought to stay or not. Looks to me like that 40 acre patch Brainless Bertie owns. Now you won't let that stop you. But who was Brainless Bertie? Al, Brainless was one of them fellas who always put a saddle on the wrong horse. They say his life on this ranch was so miserable that his goats still hanged around. Haunt the place you mean? Oh fellas there isn't anything to be afraid of. Ghosts only roam around at night besides this little girl and her family have owned the ranch for quite a while. Well it looks to me like it's been deserted for quite a while. It's all run down. Well I guess the family is poor. Well you boys can come in or not. Suit yourself. Terrible. First you're going to be president Johnny and then we start hanging around ghosts and stuff. I'll knock they won't see if anybody's at home. Brainless Bertie lost his shirtie, acted awful nerdy. Hey I must be losing my own mind talking like this about a ghost in his own territory. Wonder if anybody's home here. Well it's got to be if the little girl is sick. How do you do? How do you do sir? We're the boys from the Bar X Ranch and this is Miss Dale Evans. I guess you've heard of her. Well? Well you're Mr. Ellis, Margaret Ellis' father. My name is Haycraft. Oh well the Ellis's do live here don't they? Not anymore. Well I was told they did and that the little girl was quite ill. Probably gossip. You don't talk much do you mister? Deacon if you please. Deacon Haycraft. You're still in exactly gushy. Keep quiet Al. Deacon can you tell us where we might be able to find the other girl and her family? They left two hours ago in the battered old car. They were heading south on the road that passes this ranch. Now if you'll excuse me. I guess you must be new to this country Deacon. Westerners are a bit more friendly than you're acting. In my part of the country people don't meddle. Good day to you. Well how do you like that? Yeah but wasn't for the low eye to pop them one. My temper was rising like smoke in a forest fire. Gee fellas I'm sorry. I didn't mean to let you in on anything like this. Why you're in it yourself Dale. And I don't reckon we're going to let it end here. I say let's ride down to the next ranch and see if anybody there knows what's happened to the little girl. Well that's a good idea. Hey Floyd! Hey! Well if that ain't just like them. Right when I get caught up to them they gallop off again. Well if you appreciate any information you can give us. Well I got the Alice's here at my place for the time being and I'd sure like to do something for them on account of the little girl. She's pretty sick. It'll be more unlikely she won't get well. Poor little thing. They lost their property did they? Yep. First mean thing I have a new Deacon Haycraft to do. Got behind in their payments and he kicked them out. Well if I can hold on to my place I'll insist they stay here until things get better for them. Boy Margaret and her folks are probably feeling pretty bad losing their ranch and all. Why don't we wait a day or two before we try to see them. Alright Dale. Sir you said you'd insist on their staying with you if you could hold on to your place. Are you having trouble too? Yep. That epidemic that's killing all the cattle around here has started in with mine. Epidemic? Well I hadn't heard anything about an epidemic. Oh yes boy. One ranch after another is going broke. A good many ranches have had to be sold because of the sickness among the cattle. All through the state too. Oh big pardon miss but it's not all through the state. Just a strip about ten miles wide cutting down diagonal from the eastern border. What sort of a sickness is it? Nobody knows. Can't figure it out. Cattle do fine and all of a sudden they seem not to want to eat anymore. Get sick and a few weeks to death. Hey that sounds serious. It is awful. Well nothing we can do about it I guess. The fellow in the most trouble is the deacon. The deacon? Yep. He don't know much about ranching and as quick as a rancher has to sell out he goes straight to the deacon. And the deacon buys his land. Hmm. That's interesting. Of course he gets it cheap but nobody else would buy it at any price. This way he's not until we find out what's causing the disease among the cattle. Deacon's going to lose all the money he made back east buying up this bad land. Well we better not take up any more of your time. Thanks a lot for all the information. Yes and we'll probably be back in a day or two to visit the little girl. Always welcome. Thank you sir. Come on Dale. Alright. Hey I don't like that deacon. I'm beginning to wish he was being elected president instead of poor Johnny. Hey wait for me! Boy are you thinking the same thing I am. I reckon so. These cattle getting sick so mysteriously. It's just like what happened that time in Utah. Mighty like it. There it was a strip of land just a few miles wide too. And right after one fell that bought up most of the land in that strip the sickness stopped. And there the people who sold out found that the land was to be irrigated. Remember? You know I sure hate to see anything like that happen again. It is happening boy. Of course I hate to see the other kids lose their place too. It's a dog gone shame to kick a family out when a little girl is doing it. Well I think we ought to do something about it. The same as we did in Utah. The boys and I can handle Ariane Devitt if you can handle yours. Well I can do it. Seems like we're keeping our money in our pocket longer than usual boy. The ranchers around here haven't been keeping theirs. Well I'm not complaining. What's the matter with the deacon? Why doesn't he answer the door? Boy we ain't got a bit of evidence against him. We'll make him be the evidence. What do you know? Howdy. I dare you ain't it. I told you the Ellis's weren't here. We're here to see you this time deacon. I don't know that we have any business together. I'd advise you to get out off your high horse deacon. We're here to do you a favor. Fact is to save you from disgrace. If not from a rope. What are you talking about? Just this. That girl who was with us, Miss Dale Evans, has found out why the cattle around here are sick. What's that got to do with me? Now we're not making any accusations. We're just telling you that she found out why the cattle get sick. And she says she's going to announce it publicly in front of the rodeo crowd, naming names and giving dates. Well she's... Well what do I... If I were you, I'd try to get hold of her and make a deal. Maybe you can buy her off. Let me say first, I don't like you Miss Evans. A woman's got no right interfering in a man's business. Really? I don't like it one bit. Excuse me then, I'll leave. I wouldn't have come at all except you said so. No, no, no, wait, wait, now wait. I'm waiting, deacon. I was told you and I might make a little deal. What sort of a deal? I was told you'd be willing to keep your mouth shut for money. Maybe. How much do you know? Quite a little. I know for instance that the railroad is coming through this part of the state, and that the railroad will probably pay a high price for a right of way. What else? And why the cattle are dying. You can't prove anything, you can't prove anything. Can I? No you can't. Deacon, all I have to do is get up in front of the crowd at the rodeo and... No, no, wait, now wait, wait, wait. How much do you want? To keep still about the railroad or to keep still about your putting poison in the water the cattle drink? About the poison. Let's find out about the railroad sooner or later. All right boys, come and get it. Hey, what's going on? What is this? You can't do it. Grab him now. Stand back. Stand back or I'll shoot. Turn to be it, got a gun. Stay right where you are. I'm leaving and if you try to follow I'll shoot to kill. Stay right where you are now. Say you guys. Oh. Johnny, look he slugged him. Johnny, you're a hero. I was trying to catch up with you guys. When I see that fellow pointing a gun at you, I dropped the conclusion. So I slugged him. And you was having trouble, wasn't you? ["The Little Mermaid's Theme"] Awful night for you folks to go to all this trouble for the ellises. Know the little girl enjoyed your singing. Why, it's mighty nice of you to help them move back to their own place. Oh, pleasure I tell you. They should never have been kicked off. About how many years in jail do you think the deacon will get? Well, he deserves life. He'll probably get twenty. I wonder if it'd be all right for me to go in and say goodbye to Margaret. Go right ahead. I won't stay long. Awful sick little tight. I know. Her folks said she'd seen Miss Evans in pictures before she got told that Miss Evans was a hero to her. And look in there. Pretty tight, ain't it? Her standing over the bed, leaning down to the child. The little girl's opening her eyes. Smiling too. ["The Little Mermaid's Theme"] While the light of western sky is shining down on me. Think that's about as pretty a sight as I ever see. ["The Little Mermaid's Theme"] Boys, I want to thank you for everything. It was wonderful. Well, the pleasure was valid. I know, and the little girl's got a chance of getting better now. Well, it makes me choke up all the way along my neck. You know, you're good, hombre. Well, I guess I'd better be moving along or I'll be late getting to the rodeo. All right, Dale. Goodbye, fellas. Thanks a million. Goodbye. Bye, Dale. Swell gal. You said it. Best in the world. Well, what do we do now? Go home, I guess. Home already? You got any money left? No. I used all mine sending the little gal to the specialist. Well, I used all his mine too. Well, I guess the only place we can go is home, then, ain't it? Yeah. Boys? Oh, boys? Huh? You forget something, Dale? Did you think for a minute I'd go off and leave you? Well, we... I know you spent your money sending Margaret to the specialist. Oh, that wasn't nothing. Come on, boys. The rodeo boys and gals are having a barbecue tonight. You'll be our guests of honor, and besides, the ranch is gonna want you guys to ride in that parade. Well, yippee! Hey, Johnny, come on. Mr. President, I've warned you for the last time. Keep up with us now. Oh, never mind them calling him for it. He ain't the presidential timber at all. He can't even keep up. When a guy has to run to be president... applause Top wages weren't much in the days of the Old West. Forty dollars a month in grub. Still, it's meant a mighty fine living to most cowhands. The food was good, and there was plenty of it waiting for the rider after a day in the saddle. Good food's mighty important to most folks today, and that's why more and more housewives shop for Webber's Bread today. Webber's Bread is good bread for nourishment, for an aid to energy, for plain, all-around satisfaction. You'll like it, the golden brown, crusty goodness, the firm, fresh texture, the wonderful flavor of Webber's Good Bread. So next time you shop, ask for Webber's Bread, fresh on your grocer's shelf. music Now let's get ready to greet our guest star again. Here comes Foy Willing back to the microphone with Dale Evans. applause Dale, it's no wonder that you've got so many and such loyal fans. You were just swell. Thank you, Foy. It's always such a pleasure to work with you, boy. I'll bet there's not a person who heard you today who won't go and see that latest picture of yours, Bells of San Angelo. Well, I hope they do, because I like it pretty well myself and so does the studio. Oh, say, there's just one more thing. How about a song? Well... applause All right. How's about walking the baby back home? Good. If you don't mind, we'll walk right along with you. Well, I sure don't. I'm an agreeable baby Like everything that you do Dancing most every night Movies are your delight I'd sort of go for them too But when movies and dances are done That's when I have real fun Gee, it's great after being out late Walking my baby back home Arm in arm over meadow and farm Walking my baby back home Now we go along harmonizing a song Or we're reciting a poem I'll go by and they give me the time Walking my baby back home We stop for a while, he gives me a smile I snuggle my head to his chair We start into pet and that's when I get My powder all over his vest After I kind of straighten your tie He has to borrow my comb One kiss then I continue again Walking my baby back home I'm afraid of the dark So he has to park outside on the door till it's light I say if you try to kiss me I'll cry I cry my eyes out all through the night After I kind of straighten your tie He has to borrow my comb One kiss then Hmm, how about me and me? Go away boy, you bother me Everybody wants to get in the act One kiss then I continue again Walking my baby back home Walking my baby back home Well, good night honey All three of you Walkin' my baby back home Applause Thanks again Dale Evans for being here with us. You've broadened up our show and helped it make it really, honestly western. Come again soon, won't you? You know folks, one of our features on All Star Western Theatre each week is a presentation of the truly great song of the West, sung by the writers of the Purple Sage. Today we've chosen Tumbling Tumbleweed. He's been tumbling down Pledging their love to the ground Only but free I'll be found Tripping along with the tumbling tumbleweed Cares of the past are behind No where to go but I'll find Just where the trail will wind Rifting along with the tumbling tumbleweed I know when night is gone Let a new world spawn at dawn I'll keep rolling along Deep in my heart is the song Here on the range I belong Rifting along with the tumbling tumbleweed I know when night is gone Let a new world spawn at dawn I'll keep rolling along Deep in my heart is the song Here on the range I belong Rifting along with the tumbling tumbleweed Thank you very much, folks. Right now we're going to call on our violin player, Johnny Pauls, to play an old-time favorite of yours, a little fiddle instrumental of a song that you're all going to remember, Back Home Again in Indiana. Back Home Again in Indiana. Back Home Again in Indiana. Back Home Again in Indiana. Back Home Again in Indiana. Back Home Again in Indiana. Thanks very much for being with us, folks, and we hope we can all get together again next week. This is Roy Willings speaking for Al Floyd, Johnny Pauls, Eddie Kirk, and all of the writers of the Purple Stage. Thanks so long and good luck to you all. Rifting along singing a song under a western moon. From Hollywood, you've heard your all-star Western Theater, a VM Bear production starring America's greatest Western singers, Roy Willings and the writers of the Purple Stage. Our guest star has been Dale Ebbens, soon to be seen in Republic's Bells of San Angelo. The script was by Ray Wilson, direction by Tom Hargis. This is Theriot Sullivan. This program came to you from Columbia Square. K-N-X Los Angeles.
