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Swift's Market House
1890 Party Line Telephone

On the east side of Disneyland's Main Street, at the corner of East Street (on your right-hand side as you head for Sleeping Beauty Castle) is the Market House General Store. Originally sponsored by Swift's, it was designed to reflect the rustic charm of a general store of the 1890s. On the wall in several places are replicas of the old-fashioned party line telephones that were typically found in rural America.
Photo of Market House postcard Courtesy of Phil-Sears.com.

It wasn't always so peaceful around the old pot-bellied stove... as we shall see.


Photo of Disneyland Market House Party Line Telephone courtesy of Intercot West .com.  Click to enlarge image.

 

Back during Disneyland's glory days, (the first recording was made February 1974), the conversation between young Annie and her Mama over the high cost of living and prices at the store were of particular interest to Miss Flump. Mama also waxed heroic over her caseload of household chores. We offer that listening experience below.

Sign over phone reads: "Listen in to 1890 party line conversation"
Photo of Market House Party Line Telephone courtesy of Intercot West.
Note the "Hidden Mickey" under the woman's jaw in the photo.



Photo of Disneyland Market House Party Line Telephone courtesy of Intercot West .com.  Click to enlarge image.

Today, when you lift the receiver and listen, you hear two interwoven conversations on a small town party line. The two conversations interplay one into another and back into the first in a never-ending loop. A portion of this contemporary conversation is presented further down the page.

Sign over phone reads: "Listen in to 1890 party line conversation"
Photo of Market House Party Line Telephone courtesy of Disneyfans.com.




Mama and Annie
Recorded February 1974

SFX:    (sound of hand-crank phone ringing "1 long 3 short" and numerous clicks on line)

Mama:
    All right, now, the rest of you on this party line, you can all hang up now. I'm only callin' Dinglinger's Store and there won't be anything you can gossip about at all.
(1.31mb.wav)

SFX:
    (sound of numerous hangup clicks on line)

Mama:
    Hello, Mr. Dinglinger?

Mr. Dinglinger:
    Yep.

Mama:
    This is me. Is my daughter Annie got to your place yet? If she has put her on, will ya? And tell her to hurry, because my preserves is about to cook over.
Hello, Annie?

Annie:
    Yes, this is me, Mama.

Mama:
    Will you ask Mr. Dinglinger if…uh, wait a minute. Just hold the wire.
Miss Flump? Auralee Flump? Will you please get offa this line? Now, I know you're there 'cause I can hear your clock tickin', and it sounds like it's slow, too.

SFX:
    (sound of hangup click on line)

Mama:
    Hello. Annie?

Annie:
    Yes, I'm here. What did you want?

Mama:
    Ask Mr. Dinglinger what his steak is worth today.

Annie:
    I already asked him, Mama. Eleven cents a pound.

Mama:
    Eleven cents!!? Who does he think he is, Jesse James? Jing, this family's going to break us yet. Your father payin' three dollars for a hundred cigars! There goes a whole week's pay up in smoke! And what did he do last year? Went out and paid seven dollars and eighty cents for a suit of clothes, and now he wants steak at eleven cents a pound. I think he's lost his mind!

Annie:
    But, Mama, I asked about the ham, and it's nine cents a pound.

Mama:
    Nine cents a p-…!!? I don't know how he expects me to make ends meet on our budget with things so high. Annie girl, you mark my words: Don't you ever get yourself married unless you find a man who's got three hundred dollars saved and makes a steady eight dollars a week.

Annie:
    I promise, Mama.

Mama:
    Say, uh, ask Mr. Dinglinger is he's got them fancy, new…uh…wait a minute.
Miss Flump? Hoo-hoo! Miss Flump, would you please hang up your phone again? I know you're on the line 'cause I can hear you breathin'. Still got that chest cold, ain't ya? If you'da put on a fried onion poultice like I told you, you wouldn't be wheezin' that way. Now go on, hang up, like I asked ya.

SFX:
    (sound of hangup click on line)

Mama:
    Okay, Annie?

Annie:
    Yes, Mama. I'm here.

Mama:
    Will you uh, ask...uh, ahem… (lowering her voice) will you ask Mr. Dinglinger if he's got any of them new-fangled ladies' union suits like I read about in The Saturday Blade?

Annie:
    He's got them, Mama. Eighty-nine cents a pair. Shall I get the…

Mama:
    SHHH! No, no. Just tell him to put away a size forty-two for me and keep his mouth shut. I don't want this all over town. But Jing, getting' up at 4:00 am, cookin' six hours a day, cuttin' wood, carrin' out ashes, churnin' butter, haulin' in water, a woman's got to have somethin' substantial on her back.

Annie:
    Anything else, Mama?

Mama:
    Nooo, I guess not, but you mind what I told you, Annie. Marry somebody who's makin' a steady eight dollars a week! And you'll have to pretty up to catch one doin' that good. Do like I did: Put them cucumber slices on your face to bloom up your complexion. Rub a little kerosene on your hair* to make it shine. A girl's gotta pretty up to grab a man these days. Now, hurry on home. And uh, better bring a ham, even if it is nine cents a pound, or your father'll hit the ceiling. Good-bye.

Annie:
    'Bye, Mama. Be right home.

SFX:
    (sound of hangup clicks on line)


Announcer:
    The conversation you just heard was not exaggerated, but was typical of the 1890s. Most of us take our present-day conveniences for granted, but next time you shop, think of the miracle of the modern food store. (2.19mb.wav)

*Important safety note: Kids at home, do NOT apply kerosene or other flammable fluids to your hair. Just don't.

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"Talk to the hand!"  - or -  "We come in Peace!"  (You decide.)

This early postcard shows a lax attitude towards holding character Cast Members to theme, as we see 1880s Frontierland's U.S. Marshall Willard P. Bounds and what would evidently be a Riverboat Gambler from the Mark Twain (and would you look at that hair!) transcend a temporal vortex to appear on Main Street at the turn of the century, where they are casually brandishing handguns!
Meanwhile, the Keystone Cop attempts to provide the Marshall with backup (or else he's attempting to be the good cop who "comes in peace"), and Trinidad, Main Street's beloved "White Wing" takes a moment to rest from his toil. Trinidad was an emissions control technician responsible for containing the polutants from the Horse-Drawn Streetcars...well not the Streetcars, exactly... well, specifically, horse exhaust.
And can you believe that they all have facial hair? Cast Members?

Postcard images of Market House gunplay (above) and Marshall Bounds (link) Courtesy of Disneyland Postcards.com.





The Paddy Wagon & The Barn
Recorded December 5, 2001

(We join the call already in progress...)

Sergeant:     Is there somebody on the line?

Quentin:     That you, Mick?

Sergeant:     Yeah. Is that you, Quentin? What's all the ruckus? Is there a fire or something?

Quentin:     Nope, just a false alarm, I guess.

Sergeant:     Well, then get off the line Quentin. I've got an important phone call to make.

Quentin:     Okay, then. Talk to you later. (hangs up)

Sergeant:     (singing) "When Irish eyes are smiling…"

SFX:     (ringing phone)

Hezekiah:     (sound of birds squawking in background) Good morning, Bird Seed and Feed Company, Hezekiah Bird, Proprietor. "We've got seed for your need."

Sergeant:     Save your breath, Hezekiah.

Hezekiah: Good morning, Sergeant. How are you today?

Sergeant:     Never better, Hezekiah. I'll have you know that me and the boys at the station house have taken possession of a brand new paddy wagon.

Hezekiah:     Well, what do you know?

Sergeant:     Listen, Hezekiah, I was wonderin' if you'd be on to doin' us a wee little favor…?

Hezekiah:     Always willing to help an officer of the Law. It's my civic duty, you know.

Sergeant:     Knew I could count on you. Now, can you keep a secret?

Hezekiah:     Of course.

Sergeant:     Well, this morning, me and some of the boys took the car for a little spin, a test drive, you might say. And well, we had a…uh…altercation with Mr. Harrington's oak tree.

Hezekiah:     Oh, my!

Sergeant:     Dented the fender pretty bad, and well… Hezekiah, d'ya hear somethin'?

Hezekiah:     Why, yes, I can hear someone breathing.

Sergeant:     Is that you, Mrs. Anderson? Come on now, we can hear you breathin', pretendin' like you're not listening in.

Mrs. Anderson:     I was not listening in, I was just trying to hear if the line was free, so I might call my friend Jamie over at the Ribbons & Bows.

Sergeant:     Gertrude, you were just tryin' to hear what Hezekiah and I were talkin' about.

Mrs. Anderson:     I certainly was not! I do not, Gentleman, engage in gossip. And besides, what do I care that that old paddy wagon was destroyed by poor Mr. Harrington's oak tree? There are more important things to be concerned about.

Sergeant:     Now don't get yourself in a tizzy, Gertrude.

Mrs. Anderson:     Well what is this world coming to, I ask you? Just the other day, I saw that new piano teacher, Miss Sarah Fields, and I saw it with my own two eyes mind you, this is not secondhand, ridin' on the trolley with the new dance instructor. They were holding hands, as brazen as a pair of blue jays.

Sergeant: Say now, that is quite a piece of gossip, Gertrude.

Mrs. Anderson:     Gossip? I thought you should know about it, Sergeant. I'm only doin' my civic duty!

Sergeant:     Well now, Gertrude, there's no law against people sparkin', you know. You ought to try it sometime.

Mrs. Anderson:     Well, well… Well, I… I never! (hangs up)

Sergeant:     I don't doubt it. Anyway… Hezekiah, back to the paddy wagon.

Hezekiah:     You were saying?

Sergeant:     Well, I was wonderin' if we could use your barn, to… hide it from His Honor, The Mayor. Just until we get it fixed, mind you.

Hezekiah:     Oh dear, at present, I'm storing my excess avians out in the barn, you see. But I suppose…

Sergeant:     Great! I'm glad to hear you say that, Hezekiah, because, well, I already took the liberty of puttin' it inside your barn this mornin'.

Hezekiah:     Oh, dear, I have several cages of parrots and cockatoos in the rafters, you know.

Sergeant: Is that a problem?

Hezekiah:     Only to the paddy wagon's paint job, I should think.

Sergeant:     You're a pal, Hezekiah! I won't forget you for this. Tell you what, I'll be sure and send you and the little woman free tickets to the Policeman's Ball.

Hezekiah: Oh, that'll be nice. I'm sure that will please my wife, Thelma.

Sergeant:     Thanks, again, Hezekiah.

Hezekiah:     Always glad to help, Sergeant. Goodbye.

SFX:     (clicks of phones hanging up - ringing sound)

Thelma:     (sound of crackling flames in background) Hello? Hello? Is anyone there?

Quentin:     Hello. I've got it, Eugenia.

Thelma:     Hello? Oh, thank Goodness! I want to report a fire! My barn is burning and there's lots of smoke and I can see the flames comin' through the door! Please come quick!

Quentin:     A fire, d'ya say? Well, then you'll need to speak to the Fire Chief.

Thelma:     Who are you?

Quentin:     Quentin Spoon, City Postmaster, at your service.

Thelma:     But I thought…? I rang the Fire Station!

Quentin:     This is the Fire Station… and the Post Office… and the General Store…

Thelma:     I need the Fire Chief! My barn is burnin' down!

Quentin:     Alrighty, just a minute… Hello, Quentin Spoon, City Fire Chief, here.

Thelma:     You…you're the Fire Chief, too?

>TAPE ENDS<

The missing portion of the conversation reveals that the lady whose barn is afire, is Mrs. Thelma Bird. The confusion between her and Quentin Spoon over Mr. Spoon's place in civic affairs, leads to sufficient delay to allow her barn to be totally consumed by the flames. As she hangs up in dismay, Police Sergeant Mick comes on the line and speaks to Quentin Spoon, at which point we rejoin this endless conversation loop at the top. (Recorded 12/5/01)

The portion which we are missing was once was available on the Disneyland Forever CDs :
(Excerpt description courtesy MousePlanet.com

Market House, Party Line Telephone [3:14] Mono
The Disneyland Forever track is only a small portion of the chitchat one could listen to were they to actually pick up one of the telephones in the Market House shop. This particular part of the phone loop is about a barn on fire. Sound effects of a burning barn are present throughout.



And while we're on the subject of Disney Telephones...

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