Old Time Radio Detective - Sherlock Holmes - Murder in Wax

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Duration: 28m
Broadcast on: 15 Dec 2024
Audio Format: other

This episode from the life of splotcombs will be transmitted to our men and women overseas by shortwave and through the worldwide facilities of the Armed Forces radio service. Patrick Wine brings you... Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce and the new Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.

The Petrie family, the family that took time to bring you good wine, invites you to listen to Dr. Watson tell us another exciting adventure he shared with his old friend, that master detective, Sherlock Holmes. Tonight, instead of joining the doctor at his home, we're all meeting here at Camp Robertson, California, where the doctor is going to tell his story before a large audience of GIs, and this usual I'm going to tell my story right now. It's about Petrie, California, Sherry, and I want you to know that Petrie Sherry is the best beginning a good meal ever had. Before you sit down to dinner some evening soon, just pour yourself a glass of Petrie Sherry. Look at that rich dark amber color, the smell of fragrance of those wonderful grapes, and then take that Petrie Sherry. Is that ever good? And say, if you like your shep you on the dry side, you know, not sweet, but just wait till you taste Petrie pale dry, Sherry. If some family like regular Sherry and some like pale dry, don't buy one by two. You get go wrong so long as you buy Petrie. P-E-T-R-I, Petrie Sherry. And now let's join Dr. Watson and get on with that story. Good evening, Mr. Bartell. Well, Doctor, your study seems a little better than usual this week. Yes, sir, but I felt it as tonight's new Sherlock Holmes adventure was rather an exciting one. The men here at Camp Roberts might like me to tell it to them in first. I'm sure they will, Doctor. Which particular story have you selected? One that I call the strange case of the murder in wax. It concerns one of the most sinister mess murderers who ever threatened the peace of London. It was in the summer of 1900, and the sick had been rocked by a series of gusty murders on Hampstead Heath. Hampstead Heath? Yes, Hampstead Heath. That's a large, rambling park in the suburbs of London, Mr. Bartell. And noted as a rendezvous for young lovers. It was here that the illusive murder of knife in hand was wont to roam at night time, searching for his prey. All of his victims were young girls, and despite the frantic efforts of the peace, each murder seemed to be as baffling as the one that preceded him. Finally, of course, as usual, Scotland Yard came to Sherlock Holmes for help. It seems almost like yesterday, Mr. Bartell, the spectreless cards turned in our vacant street rooms, importing home to handle the case. Mr. Holmes, you've got to help us. I don't mind telling you the yards at the end of its rope. I sympathize with you, Mr. Holmes, but I don't see that there's much that I can do. None of the police can handle the widespread detail of work necessary to this case. The private detective has helped us. Perhaps if you've come to Mr. Holmes in the first place, the Star Sea might have helped you. But the murder hasn't finished yet. There'll be more kiddings if we don't catch him, you mark my words. Mr. Holmes, please help us, won't you? Before I commit my Star, give me the exact chronology of events, will you? All my information on the murders has been derived from the London newspapers notoriously inaccurate in that as a fact. I can give you all the particulars, sir. I've been on the case right from the beginning. All the murders have taken place on Amsterdam at night time, and all the victims have been young women. Well, first one. A girl by the name of Oakley. A Bessie Oakley. She was a shock girl who worked at Derry and Tom's in Kensington High Street. Three weeks ago, she was out on the eve for the young fella by the name of Alfred Smith. But what he told me, it was a moonlight night that night.

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