A classy "Soundie" (some were not) from the 40's, reveals a barely 20 year-old Yvonne De Carlo lamenting about a yearning, burning love she is experiencing. Clad in a tight-fitting blue/green night gown, the color of her eyes, she saunters and sways over to her bed, snaps off the "lamp of memory" on her night stand, and drifts off to a blissful dreamland. There, she awakens, her spiritual body lifting away (a neat effect) from her physical body and moves, slowly, across her bedroom floor. She exits through some double-doors onto a balcony--where she engages a Latin gentleman for a salsa/rumba affair in the courtyard below. After their dance is completed, she retires to her feminine abode, where she awakens (once again) to the impression that the lamp of memory will burn forever. This short subject is 2 minutes and thirty-five seconds of a young, elegant and fresh-faced Miss De Carlo dancing up a storm. Look for it on the internet. It's there. That's all folks! Goodnight!