Topper rings in the new year.

The stars look down on Topper's workaday world.

A juvenile influence on the Kerbys, or the other way around.

The Kerbys give Topper's old school tie a fillip.

Batten down the hatches, tight ship.

An insurance company investigator is suspicious of the Kerbys.

His boss is in the enemy camp.

A phonybaloney art instructor shows Mrs. Topper the spiritual side of life.

The Kerbys do their own mail sorting at the P.O.

Of course he does, when he feels like it, but not with a State Department pouch.

It's all arranged by Mrs. Topper.

But are the Toppers ready?

Topper is surrounded by card sharks.

Enter Cosmo.

Topper has his day in court, over a parking ticket.

The bank is robbed, the Kerbys ride to the rescue.

Feathering your nest, you might say.

The Kerbys arrange an entertainment of sorts.

Topper comes into money, but is it a dry hole?

Chess by the fire beats chess by wire, what?

Government business, that sort of thing.

Who needs it?

Cosmo mishears his diagnosis, prepares to join George and Marion.

Topper is drafted. Just SNAFU.

In quarantine.