Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm Page #6

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in the steeple #

# Tell all the people #

# That we are one #

# And I've begun #

# To live in the heaven #

- # Alone #

- # Alone #

# With you #

Rebecca should be here now.

She goes on in five minutes.

- She'll be here, all right.

- I hope so.

- What if she can't make it?

- I've got a two-minute emergency ready.

- After that, we're sunk.

- Oh.

- You didn't, by any chance,

have anything to do with this?

- I didn't do a thing.

So the doctor said to me,

"Mrs. Turner, in my 20 years of practice...

I've never seen a case

like yours before."

So he called right away,

and they rushed me to the hospital.

What's gotten into you, Rebecca? You've been

yawning and fidgeting ever since dinner.

I'm so sleepy...

and this horsehair tickles.

Where are your manners, child?

I don't know what ails her, Mrs. Turner.

- Don't you think Rebecca

ought to go to bed?

- Might as well.

Better than falling asleep

here in our laps.

Good night!

Rebecca!

Come right back here!

Didn't you forget

something, Rebecca?

Oh, yes. I'm sorry.

Good night, Reverend Turner.

Good night, Mrs. Turner.

Land's sakes. I never did see a child

so eager to go to bed.

I think I'll go up and help her.

Since when couldn't Rebecca

undress herself?

- But the poor little thing's so sleepy.

- Well!

Gwen, there's something

wrong with my whistler.

If mine's out of order,

we're sunk.

- That's the signal.

- Let's go.

- You Hold it steady, Al.

I'll go up and get her.

- If I don't hold it, skip it.

We're late.

What kept you?

- Mrs. Turner's operation.

- Is the ladder safe?

- I built it myself.

- Just the same, you better

hold it up from here.

Shh.

You better get her on it.

Come on, honey. We've got to hurry.

Program is half over now.

- Gwen!

- Hang on.

- Yes, Auntie?

- What's going on up there?

Oh, it's nothing.

I just knocked over a rocking chair.

Well, you're old enough

to know better.

Yes, Auntie.

Shh.

That was a close call.

You better stay up here

until they bring Rebecca back.

This way, dear.

The doctor told me

he operated just in time.

- Have another piece of kake.

- I've already had two.

- You've had three, but you're welcome.

- Oh, that reminds me.

Henry, what time is it?

Surely you're not thinking

of leaving, Mts. Turner?

Oh, no, but I did want to hear that new

Crackly Grain Flakes Hour on the radio.

8:
10, dear.

Oh, my. It's started already.

- Uh, may I?

- Well, no. It's not working, I don't think.

There was nothing wrong

with it this morning, I'm sorry to say.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

the high spot of our program.

Crackly Grain Flakes takes pleasure

in presenting everybody's little girl...

healthy, happy

Little Miss America.

Her first song will be

"Come and Get Your Happiness."

# Why are grown-up people's

faces wrinkled #

# Like a lot of prunes #

# Money, money That's what

chases them around like crazy loons #

# I thing they make a big mistake #

# Wealth and happiness that counts #

# Are free to all

in large amounts #

# There's millions worth

of golden sunbeams #

# That everybody can possess #

# All God's children got success #

# Come and get your happiness #

#There's billions worth

of silver moonbeams #

# Enough for everyone

I guess #

# What's a million

more or less #

# Come and get your happiness #

# Almond the wildwood

of your happy childhood #

#Where you were Jill and Jacks #

# In rangy britches

there's a lot of riches #

# On which you don't pay

any income tax #

# So get under that blue heaven #

# Away from trouble and distress #

# Just find Mother Nature's address #

# And come and get your happiness #

There's millions worth

of golden sunshine#

# Millions worth of

golden sunshine #

#That everybody can possess#

# Same for you and me

that everybody can possess #

#All God's children #

# Come and get your happiness #

- #There's billions worth

of silver moonbeams #

- #Billions worth of moonbeams #

- # Enough for everyone, I guess #

- # Billions, billions

Way up in the trillions #

- # What's a million more or less #

- # Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh #

# Come and get your happiness #

# Among the wildwood

of your happy childhood #

- # Where you were Jill and Jacks #

- # Jill and jacks #

# In rangy britches

there's a lot of riches #

# On which you don't pay

any income tax #

- # So get under that blue heaven #

- # Under blue heaven #

- # Away from trouble and distress #

- # It's an empty bubble #

- # Just find Mother Nature's address #

- # Nature's address #

# And come and get your happiness #

# Come and get your happiness #

- Isn't she cute?

- A remarkable child.

# Millions worth of golden sunshine #

Well, that sounds like Rebecca.

Why, that's ridiculous, Auntie.

# Come and get your happiness #

- # There's billions worth

of silver moonbeams #

- # Billions worth of moonbeams #

- # Enough for everyone, I guess #

- # Billions, billions

Way up in three trillions #

#What's a million

more or less #

# Come and get your happiness #

# Among the wildwood

of your happy childhood #

- # When you were Jill and Jacks #

- # Jill and Jacks #

# In rangy britches

there's a lot of riches #

# On which you don't pay

any income tax #

- # So get under that blue heaven #

- # Under blue heaven #

- # Away from trouble and distress #

- # It's an empty bubble #

- # Just find Mother Nature's address #

- # Nature's address #

# And come and get your happiness #

# Come and get your happiness #

Land's sakes, thats peculiar!

If I didn't know Rebecca

was upstairs in bed...

I'd swear that was her voice

on the radio.

Well, it did sound like Rebecca,

but of course it couldn't possibly be.

Maybe not, but she's gotten

mighty heavy all of a sudden.

Now, Auntie...

Rebecca? Are you asleep?

Yes, Auntie.

- Homer Busby, get off that bed!

- Miranda.

- You're talking to me.

- Course I'm talking to you.

- Take me to Rebecca.

- I've waited we years for this moment.

- Fiddlesticks.

- Oh, don't be stubborn any longer.

We're wasting

the best gears of our livers.

Homer Busby, you're revolting.

Come on, Mirandy. Give in.

How do I know I can trust you

after the way you acted?

I swear I'll never

keep you waiting again.

Give me one more chance.

Are you sure you got all the wild oats

out of your system?

Congratulations, you two.

There's no time for this folderol.

Where is she?

Take me to her!

Come on!

And now, before we sign off, our little star

has another number for you.

What would you like

to sing for us?

What would you like me

to sing, Mr. Smithers?

I'm sure everyone would like to

hear you sing the songs...

- that have made a lot of people happy.

- All right.

# My dear radio audience #

# Now I shall do #

# Some of the songs I've had the pleasure

of introduction to you #

# It was not so very long ago #

# When you heard this little ditty #

# On your radio, oh #

# On the good ship

Lollipop #

# It's a sweet trip

to a candy shop #

# Where bonbons play #

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