Happy Winter Solstice! Enjoy the shortest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere!
Here’s another episode where we do not have a new character to introduce.
I think now is a good time to talk about the voice actor who played Cinnamon Bear. I realized the other day that we never did talk about him. How did that even happen? He’s the star of our show! Well, let me tell you that not much information is out there about Buddy Duncan, the man who gave life to our sweet little Irish teddy bear, Paddy O’Cinnamon.
What is known, is very interesting, because, you see, Buddy Duncan was a little person. I don’t mean a short guy, I mean he was a little person, a dwarf. Isn’t that description so perfect for our little Cinnamon Bear? He was a vaudevillian, and probably did some other radio work. I do wish we knew more about Buddy Duncan, but maybe it’s better, because now he can just live in our hearts forever as the Cinnamon Bear with the shoebutton eyes.
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The Cinnamon Bear Episode 23 – The Bad Dolls
Opening: Cinnamon Bear Theme
Cinnamon Bear: And here’s the Cinnamon Bear!
Announcer: Judy and Jimmy and the Cinnamon Bear are in the snow country with Santa Claus. For a while, everything looked pretty wonderful. Santa Claus bundled them into his ‘specially private sleigh and drove to Jack Frost’s house. After examining the broken silver star, Jack took some magic snow cement, and before you could say Jack Robinson, the star was back together again! However, it was necessary to let the cement get good and solid, so Jack Frost left it on the windowsill, and what do you think? When Judy went back to look at the star, it was…
Judy: Gone. It’s just as gone as though it had never been there. Jimmy: Jiminy Crickets. This is awful. What’ll we do, Santa Claus? Santa Claus: Now, now, now. The first thing to do is not get excited. Take a look outside, Jack. Maybe it fell off the sill into the snow. Jack Frost: Alright, Santa. Just a minute till I raise the window a little more. Cinnamon Bear: Do ya see any sign of it, Jack Frost? Jack Frost: No, it’s not there. Perhaps it… Look! There they go! Santa Claus: Who? Jack Frost: The Bad Dolls! That’s where the silver star went. They stole it! Jimmy: Willikers! Let’s chase ‘em. Come on, Judy. Come on, Cinnamon Bear. Santa Claus: Hold on, Jimmy. Hold on. You couldn’t possibly catch them now. Why, they’re going like sixty! Judy: But, Santa! We can’t stand here, and let them get away with our silver star, just after it’s been mended and everything. Santa Claus: Now, now. Don’t you worry, Judy. I’ll see to it that your star gets back safe and sound. Judy: Alright. If you say so, Santa. But it sure makes me feel pretty awful unhappy. Cinnamon Bear: Me, too. And ferocious, besides. Grr-ah! Jimmy: Who are these Bad Dolls anyhow? Santa Claus: Well, Jimmy, a few years ago a most strange thing happened. The factory got hold of a bad lot of sawdust. Inconsequently, all the dolls that were stuffed with it turned out to be very naughty. Jack Frost: I beg pardon, sir, but don’t you think you’d better call out the tin soldiers? Those Bad Dolls have quite a head start, you know. Santa Claus: Oh, so they have. I almost forgot. May I use your phone, Jack? Jack Frost: Oh, certainly. Santa Claus: Thanks. Hello? Operator? Hello? Get me Snowside 123 O’Leary. Yes. Hello? Nicky Freudl? Oh, Nicky! The Bad Dolls have just stolen Judy and Jimmy’s star right after Jack Frost mended it. Now, I want you to order out a detachment of tin soldiers. Yes. Tell Captain Tintop the Bad Dolls headed due west of Jack Frost’s house. Mhm. That’s right. Judy: Santa? Santa Claus: Hold the phone, Nicky. Yes, what is it, Judy? Judy: Excuse me, but would you please ask Nicky Freudl if the Crazy Quilt Dragon has come out of the tailor shop yet? Santa Claus: Oh, surely. Oh, Nicky, how about the Crazy Quilt Dragon? How does he look? Oh-ho ho! That’s fine! Well you tell him to meet us out in front of the big store-room. Yes, yes. That’s it. Alright, you got everything straight now? Alright. Goodbye, Nicky! Well, there we are, children. The tin soldiers will be on their way in a minute. You’ll have your star back in no time at all. Jimmy: That’s swell. Gee, I feel better already. Judy: Just the same, it’s pretty hard not to worry when it’s getting closer and closer to Christmas every minute. Santa Claus: Now, now. You just leave it to Santa Claus, Judy. And now, we’ve got to get started for the big store-room and meet Crazy Quilt. Cinnamon Bear: Speaking of Crazy Quilt, which I’d rather not do, what did Nicky Freudl have to say about him? Santa Claus: Well, the tailors have done a mighty fine job of renovating. Jimmy: Let’s hurry. I’m anxious to see him. Cinnamon Bear: Huh! He’ll probably be so conceited you won’t be able to touch him with a ten foot pole. Judy: Now, Cinnamon Bear, don’t be jealous. Santa Claus: Alright, come along everyone. Jimmy: Goodbye, Jack Frost. Thanks for mending the silver star. Judy: We’re ever so grateful. Jack Frost: Oh, sure, that’s alright. I’m just sorry it had to get stolen. Judy: Oh, that’s alright, Mister Frost. Santa’s tin soldiers will get it back for us. And don’t forget, next time you’re visiting the world, you just stop at our house, and I’ll have Mother show you how to frost a chocolate cake. Jack Frost: You bet I will, Judy. Well, goodbye, everybody! Jimmy: Brrr! It’s pretty cold out here! I don’t know what we’d do without these fur suits you gave us, Santa. Santa Claus: Alright, all in the sleigh, now. Make it snappy. Cinnamon Bear: Will somebody please give me a boost? Jimmy: There you are, Cinnamon Bear. Cinnamon Bear: Much obliged, Jimmy. Santa Claus: Everybody in? Alright. Off we go! Hi, Donder! Hi, Blitzen! Hi! Fine! Here we are. This is the big store-room. Jimmy: There’s Crazy Quilt waiting for us. Judy: Hello, Crazy Quilt! Hello, Nicky! Crazy Quilt: Salutations, my friends. Salutations! Nicky: Hello, everybody. Santa Claus: Well, is everything alright, Nicky Freudl? Nicky: Tip top, Santa. Tin soldiers got off with flying colors. Santa Claus: Ah! Splendid! Crazy Quilt: Notice anything different, Judy? Judy: Oh! My goodness, Crazy Quilt! You sure look ‘specially handsome! Crazy Quilt: Oh, yes, indeed. My friends, you are gazing on a new Crazy Quilt Dragon. Cinnamon Bear: Huh! Looks like the same old stuff to me. Santa Claus: Here, let me see! Well, they did a good job, alright. Turn around. Turn around. There. Why, your patches look just like new. Crazy Quilt: Ah, me, yes! I’m thrilled no end. Jimmy: Boy! And you’ve got a brand new bow around your neck! It’s sure a humdinger, Crazy Quilt. Cinnamon Bear: Eh, I guess he’s not the only one who has a bow. Judy: Of course not, Paddy O’Cinnamon. You have a lovely green one. Crazy Quilt: Green, very common color, green. Not like my bow. Cinnamon Bear: Orange, that’s what it is! Orange! A yellin’ orange. Crazy Quilt: It isn’t either. It’s scarlet, so there! Cinnamon Bear: Well, whatever it is, they sure took you to the cleaners, alright. Too bad they didn’t dry clean your crazy quilted brains while they were at it. Santa Claus: Here, here, here, here. No quibbling, please. Jimmy: Aw, don’t mind them, Santa. They always act like that. Santa Claus: Oh, I see. Well, what do you say we just forget about it, and we’ll take a look around in the store-room, huh? Right this way. Judy: Goodness me! Just look at all the little pianos and horns and things. Hundreds of them! Santa Claus: Ah, this is the music department. Crazy Quilt: Ah! Music! You don’t happen to have a stand tuba around, do you? Used to play in the Dragon Military Band, Cinnamon Bear: So, that’s why you’re such a windbag, huh, Crazy? Nicky: Here I am, Santa. Everything’s taken care of. Santa Claus: Good. Now, where’s that special piano job, Nicky? I’d like to look it over. Nicky: Uhh… It’s this one, right over here. I’ll take the cover off. Judy: Oh! A little white piano. Oh, it’s beautiful! Santa Claus: Mmm! Very nice, but it should be tested before we pack it, Nicky. Cinnamon Bear: If I’m not intruding, Santa, I’d be glad to do the honors. Santa Claus: Alright, Paddy O’Cinnamon. We’d love to hear you play. Wouldn’t we, Nicky Freudl? Nicky: Indeed we would! Crazy Quilt: Piano player, huh? Sissy stuff! Judy: Don’t pay any attention to him, Cinnamon Bear. Go right ahead. Cinnamon Bear: This is my own composition, my very own, Santa. I’m very fond of it. Judy: So are we. Cinnamon Bear sang it the very first time we met him. Jimmy: And he sang it for Queen Melissa, too. Crazy Quilt: As a matter of fact, he sings it on every possible occasion. Hm! Santa Claus: Well, personally, I think it’s very pretty. Very well done! Nicky: Thank you, Paddy O’Cinnamon! You’re a real artist. Cinnamon Bear: Much obliged, Nicky. Now, if you don’t mind, I think I’ll browse around a bit. Judy: May we look at anything we like, Santa? Santa Claus: Why, certainly, Judy. Anything that isn’t wrapped up. Jimmy: Gee, Judy. Take a look at this peachy trumpet. Crazy Quilt: Are you positive you have no tubas about, Santa? Santa Claus: Oh, plenty of them, Crazy Quilt, but not your size. Crazy Quilt: Oh, how unfortunate! You’re really missing a treat. Some consider me a virtuoso. Why... Judy: Oh, Santa! What are these toy soldiers doing here? I thought this was just the music department. Santa Claus: Well, those are musical soldiers, Judy. They play in the toy band. You’ll hear them when we have the big inspection. Jimmy: Where’s Cinnamon Bear, Judy? Judy: Why, he’s… Now where did he go? Nicky: Oh, he probably wandered off by himself. Never mind, though. He won’t get into any trouble around here. Crazy Quilt: Oh, I don’t know about that, Nicky Freudl. Paddy’s middle name is trouble. Santa Claus: Well, then, we better start looking for him. Hmm… Don’t see him anywhere around. Perhaps he went into one of the other rooms. Jimmy: Where does this door lead to, Santa? Santa Claus: Oh, that’s the Christmas Stickers Supply Room. Let’s see if he’s wandered in there. Crazy Quilt: My word! What a collection of Christmas stickers and tags piled clear to the ceiling! Judy: Aren’t they pretty? I don’t think I ever saw such beautiful ones. Jimmy: What’s that? Nicky: There’s something under this pile of stickers. Santa Claus: Here, here, let’s see what this is all about. Judy: It’s Cinnamon Bear! Jimmy: I’ve got his leg. Help me pull him out, Nicky. Nicky: Okay. Crazy Quilt: Oh, this is rich! He’s covered from head to foot with stickers! Nicky: Come on, everybody! Let’s pull them off for him. Judy: Look! There’s a great big sticker right across Paddy’s mouth, and it says ‘Do Not Open ‘Till Christmas’. Crazy Quilt: No, that’s too much to ask. I doubt if our cinnamon friend could keep his mouth shut ‘till Christmas, even though it isn’t very far off. Well, here goes! Cinnamon Bear: Well! What a life! Everything’s agin’ me. Santa Claus: How did all this happen, Mister Cinnamon Bear? Cinnamon Bear: Just looking around minding me own business, that’s all. Guess I was still a bit damp from the snow, and when that big pile of stickers toppled over on me, I… Crazy Quilt: Oh, just minding your own business, eh, my little stuck up fellow. Oh, what a sight you are! Voice: Calling Santa Claus. Calling Santa Claus. Santa Claus: Oh, excuse me, please. Santa Claus speaking. What is it? Voice: Captain Tintop has just reported skirmish with the Bad Dolls in the Icicle Forest. Santa Claus: Yes, yes. Go on, go on! Voice: Due to snowstorm, have had unexpected setback. Need reinforcements immediately. Bad Dolls are much more stubborn than usual. Seems to be someone helping them. A scout reported that they are being led by a strange creature never seen before in the snow country. Couldn’t tell much about it, but it was all green. That is all, Danny Twist.
Announcer: What strange creature is this that is leading the Bad Dolls? All green, the scout said. Hmm… I wonder if it could possibly be the… Oh, well. We’ll just have to wait ‘till next time to find out.