In the Good Old Summertime Page #4

- Whatever it is, I have it.

- Who's this?

- That's Jerome.

- Hello, baby.

- Mrs. Spring's Jerome.

She had to go down and pay her gas bill.

Tell me, what kind of a position?

It's in a music store,

and the boss is a darling.

- Any other gentlemen?

- Yes, I think there are three of them.

- Hand me that lace, dear.

- Which, this one?

There's the boss' nephew,

and then there's a Mr. Hansen.

Are they young men?

One of them is a young man.

Mr. Larkin, he's a head salesman.

He's the one who didn't want

to give me the position.

Anyway, I went over his head

and went to the boss and got the job.

- I don't think he likes me at all.

- I nearly forgot. I went by the post office.

There was another letter

in the box for you. It's there on the table.

This makes my day perfect.

"Dear Friend... "

"Dear Friend... "

- You don't eat. Why?

- I've had enough, Joe. Thanks.

- If you ask me, you are in love.

- You think so?

- I know. She don't eat, too.

- Who?

He asks me who.

All the time like this.

Then, when you come in, she... Look.

I knew it, just like that.

Just a minute.

- Hello.

- Hello. That was fine.

- Did you recognize it?

- Sure.

That was the music

you sent me last night.

I thought it might do for your audition.

Haven't you sent your application in yet?

- No, I'm afraid I haven't.

- Don't let me down.

I was telling my lady friend

about you only today.

Your lady friend?

Yes. I was telling her how you're going

to win the scholarship and go to Leipzig...

and how you'll be famous

and that one day I'd boast...

that I used to live

in the same boarding house with you.

I never heard you speak

about your lady friend before.

Really? That's funny.

That's been going on for quite a while.

I thought I'd told you.

After all, why should you?

We never spoke about much but music,

did we?

No, that's true.

I have to go.

About that scholarship,

you'd better get busy on it.

I haven't a chance to win.

Of course you have,

if you put your mind to it.

I'll bring you music every night,

and even a decent violin to play.

How's that?

I've got a stake in your career, you know.

All right, I'll send in

the application tomorrow.

- Good girl.

- Thanks.

I often wondered

if the girl I was corresponding with...

was as wonderful as her letters.

September and October passed,

and I was still writing letters...

and still trying to sell those harps.

Do you think Eric would like

that gramophone?

I don't know, but it's very pretty.

Pardon me, I can't see very well

without my glasses.

Can you tell me how much

that charming little harp is?

$99.50.

You certainly get wonderful values here.

I wonder how Oberkugen can do it.

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