Hello, dear friends of the Cinnamon Bear! It is day 7 of our adventure! A week has gone by, and Judy and Jimmy and the Cinnamon Bear just keep running into all kinds of trouble getting the silver star back! Will they get it back in time for Christmas? Well, just listen and see!
Elliott Lewis is the voice of Presto the Magician. I love his voice. It reminds me of Snagglepuss! Elliott Lewis went west to first study law, but he began to love acting instead. He was a very popular personality in radio, and acted in hundreds of shows. He played Archie Goodwin in the 1945 radio series the Amazing Nero Wolfe, which also starred Francis X. Bushman. In addition to his extensive work in radio, he was also in a few films. He was a master sergeant in wartime, and supervised shows made for the Armed Forces Radio Network.
The second featured voice in this episode is that of Penelope the Pelican, played by Elvia Allman. I found it extremely interesting that she was the boss on the I Love Lucy Episode “Job Switching”, where the girls went to work at the candy factory. This fact just blew my mind! She is also known to voice Clarabelle Cow, although there is no indication in which episodes she voiced the bovine. In addition, she voiced some other characters in cartoons directed by Leon Schlesinger which were released by Warner Bros. She was in film, television, and radio, making her another veteran that we can add to our growing list of credentials on this sweet little program.
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The Cinnamon Bear Episode 7 – Presto the Magician
Opening: Cinnamon Bear Theme
Cinnamon Bear: And here’s the Cinnamon Bear!
Announcer: And now let’s take a look at Judy and Jimmy and their friends the Cinnamon Bear and the Crazy Quilt Dragon. Things seem to be happening left and right. Wesley the Wailing Whale swallowed their silver star, and finally got it off his chest when Crazy Quilt tickled him and made him cough it up. Samuel the Seal caught it and started to juggle it. Higher and higher he tossed the star, and then… Alack! Penelope the Pelican snatched it in mid air and off she flew. As Cinnamon Bear would say, this is a pretty kettle of halibuts.
Judy: Oh, dear. Every time I think about our star, I want to cry. Seems that we just never will get it back. Don’t you suppose we ought to just head out into the Root Beer Ocean and keep looking, Cinnamon Bear? Cinnamon Bear: I don’t think that would be so wise, Judy. Crazy Quilt: I should say not! Not until I’ve eaten my four barrels of corks! ‘Twould be a sad thing for us to get started, and then have me get all soaked up with root beer. Oh-ho-ho-ho! Cinnamon Bear: What’s funny, Crazy Quilt? Crazy Quilt: Oh, I was just thinking. Maybe we could find us a root beer float! Cinnamon Bear: Aw, this is no time for bum jokes, Crazy. Crazy Quilt: Oh, I thought it rather good, myself. Cinnamon Bear: It’s not! Now, Judy, I don’t think it would do any good to head out into the Root Beer Ocean. We haven’t the extra slightest notion of which way the pelican was flying. Jimmy: Well, right now, I don’t care much about anything. I’m so hungry. Crazy Quilt: Oh-ah! Food! Now that you mention it, Jimmy, I could trifle with a few dozen lollipops myself. Cinnamon Bear: And, sure, and I haven’t had any cinnamon buns in some time. If I want to keep extra special ferocious, I just must have my cinnamon buns! Judy: Suppose we all hop on Crazy Quilt’s back and get back to land again? Crazy Quilt: Capital! I’m all dried out now, and it isn’t very far. Climb aboard, my friends. Cinnamon Bear: Yeah.. uh.. How about those Inkaboos? Can’t we go further up the coast a bit and avoid them? Soak my stuffing, if I ever want to meet up with them again! Jimmy: None of us would, Cinnamon Bear. Crazy Quilt: I’ll head sort of North by East Northway, and that’ll bring us to a shore quite a bit out of their territory. Cinnamon Bear: Oh, you’ve no idea how good that sounds to me ears, Crazy Quilt. Come on. Let's go! Crazy Quilt: Sure thing. I’ll get you ashore before you can say “Jack Robinson.” Judy: “Jack Robinson”. Crazy Quilt: Aw, that’s not fair, Judy, I wasn’t ready. Jimmy: Aw, you can’t swim that fast, Crazy Quilt, and you know it. Crazy Quilt: Maybe so, maybe no, but just hang on tight and see how you like this! Judy, Jimmy, Cinnamon Bear: (much commotion) Judy: Oh, my goodness! Ohh! That was a quickie, Crazy Quilt! Jimmy: I’ll say it was! Crazy Quilt: Oh, I was just poking along. Just poking along! Cinnamon Bear: Oh, you don’t say so! Well if you’da gone any faster, you would have blown all my fur off. Judy: My goodness, Crazy Quilt! This looks awful steep along here. Jimmy: Wait a minute… Who’s that over there by that big rock? Judy: Why, it’s a man! And isn’t he funny looking? He hasn’t got any sleeves in his coat. Cinnamon Bear: And would you look at that hat! It’s so big it completely covers his face. Jimmy: And look, Judy! Look at all those white rabbits following him. Willikers! Why, there must be about.. uh.. twenty of them! Crazy Quilt: Oh, oh, it must be! It is! Cinnamon Bear: Is who? Crazy Quilt: Fade my colors if it isn’t that measly magician Mr. Presto. Judy: You mean he’s a bad man, Crazy Quilt? Crazy Quilt: Oh, no, not that, but he’s a bad magician. He takes magic lessons by correspondence. Cinnamon Bear: He means by mail, Judy. Crazy Quilt: Right, and he insists on trying his half-baked magic on everything and anybody. Last time I met up with him, he practiced a bit on me. I shall never forget it. Jimmy: Uh, what did he do, Crazy Quilt? Crazy Quilt: Well, pride will not permit me to tell you, Jimmy. My Crazy Quilt ancestors will turn over in their graves. Presto: Greetings, my old friend Crazy Quilt! Greetings and salutations, so glad to see you again, and how is your Uncle Gregory? Cinnamon Bear: He seems very pleasant, Crazy Quilt. Crazy Quilt: I refuse to make further comment. For a minute, anyway. Judy: If he’s a magician, maybe he can help us get our silver star back. Presto: Well, well, well, this is a treat, if I do say so. And who are your friends, Crazy Quilt? Crazy Quilt: Oh.. Oh, hello, Presto. May I make you acquainted with Judy and Jimmy and Paddy O’Cinnamon? Presto: How do you do? How do you do? Any friend of Crazy Quilt’s is a friend of mine. As I always say, so glad to see you, and how are you? Rabbit: Hey, Presto! How’s about a few carrots, huh? Us rabbits is gonna get tough if you don’t crack through with some grub, and we don’t mean maybe, see? Jimmy: Uh, pardon me, Mr. Presto, but did that white rabbit say that, or uh.. are you a ventriloquist? Presto: No, that was the rabbit, unfortunately, I produced him and about twenty others while I was doing my homework on magic lesson number four. I take magic lessons by mail, very good too, but after I produced all these rabbits out of my hat, I couldn’t get rid of them. Keep following me around all he time and yelling for carrots. Very annoying. Very annoying. Judy: But if you’re a magician, why don’t you make them disappear? Then they wouldn’t bother you. Presto: Alas, I’m unable to do that. Lesson number five on how to make white rabbits disappear with nothing up your sleeve was lost in the mail. Cinnamon Bear: Oh, that’s too bad. By the way, Mr. Presto, if you don’t mind my saying so, I think you ought to get a hat that fits you. It keeps slipping down all over your face all the time. It’s twice too big for ya. Presto: Good business, fellow, just good business. I’m twice as good as any magician living. Gotta have a hat twice as big. Crazy Quilt: Ah, maybe so, Presto, but inasmuch as it’s resting on your Adam’s apple most of the time, it seems to me you’re talking through your hat. Judy, Jimmy, Cinnamon Bear: (laughing) Presto: Scorn me if you will, Crazy Quilt, but so help me Houdini if you don’t mind your tongue one of these days, when I get to lesson twenty-three I’ll turn you into a lounge lizard, and then… Crazy Quilt: Says you. You moldy old magician, why, I’ll pull your hat so far down over your face, you’ll be able to wear it for a skirt. Cinnamon Bear: Here, here, control yourself, boys, control yourself. Calm down. Jimmy: That’s what I say. Besides, I wanna ask Mr. Presto here some special questions. Presto: Ah, only too happy to accommodate you, young man. Only too happy to accommodate you. Jimmy: Well, uh, What I want to know is why don’t you have any sleeves in your coat? Presto: Simple, my child, simple! If I don’t have any sleeves, folks’ll know I have anything up them! Judy: And are you a good magician, Mr. Presto? Presto: Good? I’m slightly terrific. I’ll demonstrate. Judy: Well, there’s only one kind of magic we’d be interested in right now. We’re awful hungry. Can you get us something to eat? Presto: Food! Simplest thing in the world, learned that in lesson fifteen. That is the fundamental. So happens that The Great Presto is a schnozzaroo when it comes to producing eatables. Your orders, please just name it. Cinnamon Bear: Cinnamon buns for me with currants and plain icing. Crazy Quilt: Not that I think you can produce anything, Presto, but I could toy with about three loganberry lollipops. Jimmy: Well, uh, I want something that’s regular food. Uh, you can make mine a ham and egg sandwich, and, uh, you don’t have to toast it either. Judy: I think I’d like that too, Mr. Presto. Presto: All simple stuff. I’ll start with the ham and egg sandwiches first. I place my hat on the ground covered in my kerchief. A few choice words. Hocus Pocus, Ipso facto, Abracadabra, and a razzmatazz. Remove the handkerchief from that hat and…. (chicken and pig making noises) Jimmy: Ha-ha-ha! You’ve got the makings alright! But I don’t think I could eat a real live pig and a chicken. Crazy Quilt: Up to your old stuff, eh, Presto? Presto: Am I mortified! So sorry, million apologies. How about a few card tricks? Cinnamon Bear: I’m afraid you’re a frost, Presto. Now, how about finding lost things? Are you any good at that? Presto: Right down my alley. Lesson seventeen. What have you lost? Judy: It’s our silver star, Mr. Presto. It belongs on top our Christmas tree, and we’ve just got to get it back. Presto: Silver star? Excuse me while I go into a quick trance. Oooohh… I’m getting it… ohhh. It’s traveling over water. Ohhhh… a bird has it.. a pelican has it! Jimmy: That’s more like it! Cinnamon Bear: You’re alright, Presto, you’re alright! Crazy Quilt: Hmm.. If you’re so good at knowing where things are, perhaps your magic can bring back Penelope the Pelican back with the silver star. Presto: Simplicity itself! In a moment you’ll see her step out of my silk hat. Watch a wave of the wand this time. And behold, the pelican. Cinnamon Bear: Ho-ho-ho! That’s no pelican! It’s a halibut! Halibut: What goings on! Nothing sacred anymore, not even us halibuts. Hooey do, sir, and goodbye. Presto: Oh, please, please. Just a slight error someplace. Let me try again. Behold! Crazy Quilt: Don’t look now, Presto, but I think you’ve got something there. Jimmy: Haw! Haw! Haw! Why, it’s a penguin! Penguin: Yes, a penguin I am, and if I may say so, raspberries to all of you! Goodbye! Presto: Please, I beg of you! Just one more chance. Jimmy: Alright, but this is the last time. Presto: Behold! Penelope: Wahh! Wahh! Judy: You did it! It’s Penelope! Cinnamon Bear: Hurray! Penelope: Wahh! Wahh! That this should happen to me, Penelope Pella the Pelican! Descended from a long line of respectable pelicans. You’ll answer for this! I’ll write a letter, that’s what I’ll do. You’ll hear from me, sir. How dare you interrupt a blue blooded pelican when she’s flying along and minding her own business. Why, why, your cheap (unintelligible adjective) magic jerked me so violently, I thought I’d lose my back feathers! And then to be pulled out of a silk hat. Let’s see the label. Oh! Cheap stuff, and secondhand at that! Jimmy: Where’s our silver star you took away from the seal when he was juggling it? Penelope: Oh, that thing! A pretty bauble, too! Well, I was flying over the Island of Obee, when this tenth rate magician jerked the daylights out of me, and I dropped it. Judy: Oh, dear. Cinnamon Bear: Did you see where it landed on the island? Penelope: Oh, how could I? It all happened like a flash. And, now, if you ruffians are quite finished, good day! And wait till my congressman hears about this. The very idea! Judy: Whatever will we do now? We’re farther away from the silver star than ever. Jimmy: Aw, don’t cry Judy! Be a regular twin, not a sniffly girl. Judy: Alright, Jimmy. Crazy Quilt: Well, Presto? Hmm, What have you to say for yourself now? Presto: Nothing, absolutely nothing. I am abject, I am prostrate, I feel like a snake in the grass. Crazy Quilt: Why… Judy: Goodness! He is a snake in the grass! Jimmy: Well, sure enough! He turned right into one. And watch him wriggle away. Crazy Quilt: And lets hope he stays that way from some time. He’s nothing but a nuisance. Cinnamon Bear: So that’s that. Well, lets not waste our time crying about what’s happened. Let’s start off and look for something to eat, and a boat to get us over to the Island of Obee. Judy: You’re right, Cinnamon Bear. Let’s see what’s around the other side of this rock. Come on, Jimmy. Come on, Crazy Quilt. Jimmy: Okay, Judy. Crazy Quilt: Alright. But be careful. Jimmy: Be careful in the grass, it’s awful slippery. Cinnamon Bear: Oh! What’s this? Look. Right up against the rock. Jimmy: Why, it’s a chest! And it looks like a pirate chest that you read about. Crazy Quilt: Why, so it does! And see what’s written on it. Private property of Captain Taffy. Hands off. Judy: Let’s open it. Maybe there’s gold in it. Cinnamon Bear: Now I’ll take this side, and Jimmy, you take that other side over there, and we could.. Jimmy: Gee, Willikers! Listen! Crazy Quilt: Wow! We’re surrounded! Cinnamon Bear: Pirates! We’re done for! Judy: Oh, Jimmy! Oh, no, Jimmy!
Announcer: Pirates! That’s bad. Yes, indeed. From all I’ve read and heard about pirates, they’re not especially good people to meet up with. Not at all. And next time, we’ll find out just what’s in store for poor Judy and Jimmy and Cinnamon Bear and Crazy Quilt.