:05:00
Where are we?
Some dump called Peacock City.
:05:03
And I'm weak from hunger.
Let's stop here.
:05:05
Won't you contribute to the
magazine fund, ma'am?
:05:08
Would you like to help Abner,
sir? Thank you.
:05:10
Thank you, sir.
:05:13
Won't you contribute?
Won't you please give?
:05:17
Save the Peacock Magazine.
:05:19
Would you contribute to the Save
the Peacock Magazine Fund, sir?
:05:23
Uh, we already gave.
Bless you, sir.
:05:26
Come on,
the light's changed.
:05:29
Save the Peacock Magazine!
:05:32
'Nita, Juanita
:05:35
Ask thy soul
if we should part
:05:39
'Nita, Juanita
:05:44
Lean thou on
:05:46
My heart
:05:54
Now a selection we've been
waiting for all evening,
:05:59
featuring a young man whose place
in the hearts of this community...
:06:03
is evidenced by your presence
here tonight.
:06:06
Accompanied by my daughter,
Rose Ellen, at the piano,
:06:10
here he is, in that selection
which clearly demonstrates...
:06:13
why, for 11 years in a row,
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he's won the Eastern Seaboard
Bird Calling Contest.
:06:19
Our own Abner Peacock.
:06:28
Thank you.
:06:30
"Summer in the Meadow,"
by Eloise Dudley Fetlock.
:06:44
On a warm summer's day
as we wend our way
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Through the fields
smelling sweetly of heather
:06:53
As we stroll along
let us hark to the song
:06:58
Of our dear, little
friends of the feather