Lights Out - Old Time Radio Horror
Little People - Lights Out | 07/27/1943 (43)
Hope you enjoy this episode of Lights Out! We offer an old time radio horror and thriller and other OTR radio stations at theaterofthemind-otr.com - Audio Credit: The Old Time Radio Researchers Group - All Podcasts @ Spreaker | Apple Podcasts | YouTube Music
- Duration:
- 30m
- Broadcast on:
- 15 Sep 2024
- Audio Format:
- mp3
Ironized yeast presents. Lights out. Everybody. It... is... later... than... you... think. Lights out brings you stories of the supernatural and the supernormal, dramatizing the fantasies and the mysteries of the unknown. We tell you this frankly, so if you wish to avoid the excitement and tension of these imaginative plays, we urge you calmly, but sincerely, to turn off your radio now. Now... This is our Jovar. For Ironized yeast tonight, a story of that still small voice which civilized men call conscience. But first, Frank Martin. The way you feel that can make all the difference in your life. If you are rundown, losing weight, feel tired too much of the time, and if vitamin B1 and iron shortage is what's to blame, listen. Ironized yeast tablets give you both vital substances. Vitamin B1 with iron. Men and women who were short of them now tell how these pleasant little tablets help them regain glorious pep and energy and needed pounds. So today they can really enjoy living again. Folks, did you get that name? It's Ironized yeast tablets. And now, bites out everybody. ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ Keep moving along, keep moving along ladies and gentlemen, keep moving. There ain't no life on here, keep moving. Officer, what's going on in the hall? What's the bloomin' here, Tres? Oh, the great Peter Strinsky, world famous explorer, appearing in person, in lecture on edunters of the Amazon. Cool, brother. Now, move along, fellow. Move along, officer. Will you tell a bloke what that edunton is referring to? Who's on to name? Look here, you're obstructing traffic. It's lecture in the man. He's lecturing on these edun tribes that aren't their neighbor's eds. Now, move along, man. Move along or I'll take in. And now, ladies and gentlemen, now you know the story of these strange motion pictures I have shown you this evening. For the first time in history, motion picture is taken of the lower Brazilian region. Some days soon, I hope to return to Brazil and bring back more cinematic records of the customs of these almost legendary savages, including actual specimens of heads and bodies taken and preserved in their bloodthirsty wards. When that day comes, I hope you will be as kind to me as you have been this evening. And so, good night until we meet again. Excellent lecture, Strinsky, excellent. Yes. It went very well indeed. Complete sellout. That headhunting theme meant excellent publicity in all the papers you know. Yes, of course. Now, if you'll pardon me, my wife. Oh, but my dear Strinsky, autograph. They pay it to listen to my lecturing and see my motion pictures not to get my autograph. I'm sorry, my wife, she will be waiting. Oh, calm, calm, don't worry about her. She's well taken care of. Eh? What are you talking about? I just passed her backstage and she had a handsome young gentleman having quite a tater tape, don't you know? You will pardon me. Come now, Ellen, you must do it. Oh, but John, that's ridiculous. Whoever heard it's just the same thing. I did. And that's why I'm telling it to you. Well, I won't listen to another word. I really won't. Oh, yes, you will. No, I won't. If I am, I'd be so bold as to interrupt. Oh, Peter, it's you. I'm sorry to interrupt your most interesting conversation, my dear wife, but we must go. But Peter, we... Come, I said. The automobile is waiting. But I... very well, Peter. Good night, John. Good night, Ellen. Come. Get into the car, Ellen. Why didn't you say something, Peter? Yes. Yes, I will say something. This? Well, why don't you speak? Why don't you cry? I... I wouldn't give you the satisfaction. So, you save your tears for him, too. Say something. I'm leaving you, Peter. Leaving me? What are you talking about? I spoke clearly enough. I'm leaving you. Don't be a fool. I'm trying not to be. That's why I'm leaving you. I should have done it a long time ago. You'll go to him. Nope. I'm going to divorce you first, Peter. Divorce? I won't have any difficulty about that, I'm sure. No. Never a divorce for me, never. You have no choice. Please stop the car. Yes. Good-bye. Ellen. I'm sorry for you, Peter. No. I'm sorry for you. And him. And him. Well, come in, Ellen. Come in, and you too, young man. What do you want of us, Peter? It was very kind of you to come here and join me tonight. You said it was important, Strinsky. What is it? Oh, have a chair. Sit down. There is no hurry. Well, John and I, we're on our way to the theatre if you don't mind, Peter. Tell us what you want. I want little. We have come to what the novelist would call the "parting of the ways." Yes, civilized human beings, we sit down. I, the husband, you, the wife, and you, young man, the, shall I say, favored one, to discuss our welfare. I'm sorry it worked out this way, Peter. I... His life. Perhaps the fault was largely mine. I was not a very good husband. You're acting very decently about always, Mr. Strinsky. All I can say is I love Ellen very much, and you love him, Ellen. Yes, Peter. If we could arrange matters quickly, I mean the divorce and all that sort of thing. Of course. I just said we are together like civilized human beings. And now if you will excuse me, I will close the door. They servants, you know. He's acting surprisingly well about it all, Ellen. I'm not so sure to... Oh. Now what I have to say, I say in complete privacy. Peter, just why did you want John and me here? Yes. We should come to the point. You and I, Ellen, I suppose there is no use talking about us anymore. Is there? No. So, all right, there would be a gentleman. I will withdraw his grace phrase. My clumsy self will permit. First then we will sign the papers. I want you to waive our rights. Just as you wish. Excellent. So here is a legal form as drawn up by my solicitor. I assure you, it's quite an order. You will sign first, young man. Me? Yes. Yes, as a witness. You understand? Oh, very well. My pen. No, no, no. Use this one, please. Here. Oh. Oh. Oh, I'm sorry. John, what's the matter? Nothing. Just a scratch, the pen point. I'm so clumsy. John, oh, it's nothing. Really, I see the pen point hardly broke the skin. Yes, but it did break the skin. Oh, yes, John. You see a drop of blood. It's nothing at all. Just a scratch. Unimportant. How did you laugh like that, Peter? He said unimportant, and yet it is the most important scratch your young man has ever known. How's that? What do you mean, Peter? What? What's wrong? You feel something, John? A constriction between the eyes, perhaps? Or maybe a strange pounding of the heart? Peter, Peter, what have you done? John, your vision blows. You hear strange sounds in your ears. A great lover? Peter, answer me. What have you done? John, are you all right? Tell me, are you all right? I don't know. My head is so strange. John, what is it? I sit down. Peter, what's wrong with him? What's wrong? John? John, what do you... You cannot speak, can you, John? If you open your mouth, the words will be... Your mouth, the words will be your last. A great lover? Peter, tell me. Tell me, have you done something to him? Have you? John, look at me, darling. Speak to me. Tell me, what's the matter? John. Yes, yes. Speak, John. Eleanor. John, Peter, help me. He's fallen. Peter, help me. Help me. Help you? Well, John, look at him. Look at him. He's ill at dying. A doctor. Get a doctor. Not a doctor, my little wife. Doctors cannot restore even great lovers... ...after the poison of Barracotta has entered the veins. Hervin, that pen, that scratch. Eleanor. So, the thought of your lover's death draws the blood from your head and your faint... ...am a little wife? When you awaken, you will wish that you died with him. You are bound in a chair. This most discourteous of me... ...you are bound in a chair. This most discourteous of me... ...I know, but then, as you may remember, I always was about bearing. John. John. You will keep your voice down. John. You've got to tell me. Where is he? Why am I down here? John's not there. He can't be there. There on that table, under the sheet. Not John. Yes, John. John. You've killed him. Let me lose. Let me go to him. John. Stop making that noise. You mad woman. Stop it. Stop it, I say. All right, I'll stop you, then. Stop you. All right. Yeah, my little wife, scream. Yeah, rave all you want. There's this gag over your mouth, serve its purpose well. Go on. Go on. You amuse me. So now you have discovered it is useless to talk to the gag, Ellen. There's such a waste of effort, is it not? So now that you are silent, I can go on with my work. Most important work. Yes, you were right about what was on this table here. See? I throw off the sheet. And he was such a handsome man. Well, I must get to work. You're no longer proud to speak, my little Ellen. Those the sight of these beautiful, surgical instruments frightened you, they need not. They're not for you. They are for John. Yeah. Yes, he is dead. Dead. The poison too quickly, but you think I will let him rest in death? Oh, no. I loved you, Ellen. And as I loved you, I hate you. What's closely? I'm sorry, I cannot understand you. Oh, you ask me what I'm going to do. The knife, sharp knives, you see them? No, they are not to dismember your precious John. The flesh buried, the case, and is gone. I want your dear John with me for a long time. Again, you ask a question. I'm trying so hard to explain. He's dead, and he will be dead. But in his death, he will serve a purpose. You remember I told you, my savage, Brazilian friends, the Yavaros, have a quaint custom of shrinking and preserving the bodies of their enemies. Well, I studied their methods most carefully. John Douglas was my enemy. Here he lies, and I will do with him as the Yavaros do with their enemies. So, now you understand. When I am through with him, your lover will be a little leathery-skinned man, a doll like in size, a trophy for my trophy room. Who will suspect that in that little leathery doll like figure is the body of an Englishman? And so he will amuse me in his death. Yes, and you will sit there, my little wife. You will sit in that chair for the many days that will take me to prepare the carcass. You will sit and watch me day after day as with smoke and with heat. I make the strong body of your lover, smarter and smarter. You will sit there. Ladies and gentlemen, a deep breath, please, before we go on with this story of a jealous husband and the strange and terrible revenge he took against his wife and the man she loved. Yes, before we go on with tonight's lights out story, a moment for relaxation and a return to the realities of today. The place is a shipyard and a worker is saying, "I quit my desk job because I wanted to help build ships to win the war, but I'm afraid I can't keep on. I'm losing weight. I'm so restless, I lay awake most of last night again. Feels are tired out so often when I know I shouldn't. I hardly know what to do." Do? Why find the cause of your trouble, and if it's a deficiency of vitamin B1 and iron, get ironized yeast tablets. Vitamin B1 and iron? Ironized yeast tablets? I don't understand. You see, you're working harder now, so naturally you need more strength and energy. But when you don't get enough vitamin B1 from your food, you may lose your appetite, not eat all you need. And so, lose weight and strength. And without enough iron, you may be weak and pale and too often feel all in. But ironized yeast tablets give you both vital substances. Vitamin B1 with iron. Maybe I better try ironized yeast tablets. By all means do if you're deficient in vitamin B1 and iron. Ironized yeast tablets have greatly helped many, many others with these deficiencies. See if they're not of equal benefit to you. See if before long you, too, aren't they? Since I've been feeling so much better, I sleep like a baby that tired out feeling is gone. I'm sure glad I tried ironized yeast tablets. And now, back to our light out story of the little people. Fire is warm, hell, warm, so very warm. The air filled with smoke, dryer, swirling smoke, see how it coirs around him. At first, how often you cried out when I talked like this, but now you're silent. Weeks, how many weeks has it been? Four, five, six. Used to take my savage friends ten weeks to dry and cure the bodies of their enemies ten weeks. And I have done it in five. Look at him. Six foot strong and broad he was, but now a doll in size, a small brown doll. What weary days they've been, filling the body full of sand and slowly turning, turning in the smoke and the heat not too quickly, not too slowly, not too close to the flames. And now, the man that was John Douglas, a doll, a brown doll of death. The flames are noisy. Noisies, you are silent little Ellen. You are, I hadn't noticed your eyes are closed. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up, I say. You've got to look at him. Your eyes have got to see him. You've got to see him. You're speaking, I can't understand you. The guy, yes, yes, I will take it off. Sitting there all these weeks, you haven't got the strength. There, there, that does it. Your lips are free. Look at him, Ellen. Look at him and tell me what you think of John Douglas now. [humming] Please, wait. Ellen, stop. Stop you here. Understand. You must understand. You're okay, we'll wait. Smoke, smoke, smoke. What are you raving about? Yeah. Smoke, see how it goes around him. No. No, stop talking like that. Stop talking like that, I say. The knife, where is the knife? I'll stop you. No. Ellen, I... All right. Dead. Up on the table with you. I must prepare you well for the smoke and the fire. Took me five weeks with him and now five more weeks with you. And then you will be his heath, around with the smoke of the curing fire. A little doll in size. [explosion] I have come across at least 20 other races who participate in this strange custom. Let's get out of here, Mami. What a man just tries does. How but who cares about Ed Downton men in the last of that. Let's get out of here and go to a cinema. Why? All right. All right. All right. All right. They went raving and killing their enemies, generally in nocturnal surprises. These savages severed the heads of the dead and the return with them to their villages. Members of the tribe believe their rank in the next world depends upon the number of heads secured. But unquestionably, the most curious custom is found among the avaros of South America, who not only severed the heads of their enemies, but also are known to shrink the bodies of the dead until they are small, almost doll-like in size. These bodies are kept in the large huts and treasured highly. And now, ladies and gentlemen, I have a surprise for you. In my recent trip to South America and my visit to the Urados, at great personal risk, I was able to procure two of the macabre specimens. Yes. Yes, I have here in this trunk the shrunken bodies of two full-size human beings. That is, at one time, they were full-size, but now they are the size of large dolls. A man and a woman, ladies and gentlemen, perfectly preserved. The only specimens of their kind and existence outside of the south-grade jungles of South America. Never before have they been seen or displayed upon the lecture platform, but tonight I am going to show them to you. And now you make your public debut my two beauties, Aaron and John, the new sensation of the lecture stage. Ladies and gentlemen, if you please, if you please, presenting two perfect specimens, the only ones of their kind of the secret process which enables the savages of the jungles of South America to reduce their enemies to doll-like size. Here we have a living man, about six foot in size during his lifetime, now reduced to midget size. And likewise, here a woman wants a living, breathing individual like you, and you, and you. Now this horrible trophy of the cures are. If you see, Aaron and John, they like you, you are a success, a huge success. You, they've taught you. You. Now, now you cannot talk. Dad, you cannot talk. Now, you cannot talk to dad, you won't say. Stop, honey, stop, stop. Sure, Captain, it's a strange passenger we got aboard this time, I must say. Well, you mean Strinsky? Hey, strange he is, mate. But what's he running away from, sir? Oh, sure, mate, that ain't a proper question to be asking of a man when he lays as many power notes on the table as that man did for this passage. Hit me out of England tonight, he said. And get him out of England, I did? Now, could he be one of them in vessels? Oh, I bet he might. Now, the trunk he was carrying, but he wouldn't let any of the men lay a hand on it. He brought it down to the cabin himself. I'd like to get a look in it. So would I. But he stays in that cabin of his all the time. He's down there now, and I'll bet he's looking in that trunk. The cabin door is locked. No one can come in when the door is locked. It's going to stay locked until we get there. South America, they won't get me there. No one will get me there. Why did I run away? What's the matter with me? No one hurt them but I. No one in that audience but I. They are in that trunk there. The two of them. Why don't I find out now if no one hurt them but I? Why don't I? For sure. Yes, I must. No, they couldn't have talked not they. The two of you lying there. You didn't talk, did you? No. No, of course you didn't. You're dead. You're more than dead. Hollow flesh shrunk by the smoke of heat until you're smoky little dolls. Alan and John, I'm free of you forever. Forever. You. Alan. Thing that was, Alan. Why don't you say something? Again, I hurt you again, the two of you, I hurt you. No. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it, you little things you can't speak your dead burn to the flames. Stop it. All right, I'll stop you, I'll stop you. Into the sea, I'll throw you into the sea. Come you and you, I've got you on my hands. I'll throw you into the sea. First you, Alan. Into the water. There. And now you, John, into the sea. In the sea, you'll stop that tongue of yours. Where? Now I'm through with you. Through with you, the water will stop your mouth. It stopped it. I'm free of you forever. The two of you forever. What's the matter? What's the matter? What's the matter? The matter? Oh, what do you mean, Captain? Nothing is the matter? I thought I saw you throw something in the water. In fact, I'm sure of it. Oh, they've just some old things. Yes, that's it, some old things I didn't want. Oh, oh, oh, I see. Well, as long as everything's all right. Yes, yes, yes. Everything's all right. No. No. This is a weird night, isn't it? Well, why do you say that, man? Yeah, that's so dark. No moon, not a star in the sky. It's like we were sailing at the black of a tomb without even candlelighted leaders. You know, if I was a superstition, what in the devil's name is that? What? What are you talking about? There. The starboard, see? Two lights. Take it what lights are those. They're coming closer. Star ship lights? No, that can't be wiped. See these waters will fit in here. It's there. What? The two of them that face us see them gleaming faces. Ellen, John, get back. Back to the water. I threw you in. Thanks, key. What come over you? Nothing leading over the rain. You'll fall in. You'll fall in, man. Let's go! Help. I fell in. Help me. I'm here. Here. I'm here. Save me. Save me. Yes, I'll stay afloat. They'll save me. I won't die. They'll save me. No, Peter. I'll take his other arm, Evan. I'll be late. No. Let go of me. Let go. Come, Sprynsky. Join us. No. Stop. Ellen, John, the two of you stop. You're putting me under. Blowing me. Blowing me. Blowing me. Blowing me. Well, Mr. Robler. Well, Mr. Martin. What are you looking for tonight? Rationalization, morals. For, of course, the moral of tonight's story is a healthy and a hopeful one. But evil is its own undoing. That reminds me, Frank, outside of Hitler, Hirohito and company. Have you a nomination for the evilest man of the year? No, leaving Hitler and his fang-tooth friend out of it sort of restricts me, doesn't it? No, because anyone who thinks that evil is impersonated only by the militarist is quite naive. But you have your say and then I'll have mine. Do people say you're slipping that you can't take it anymore? Well, if you're short on vitamin B1 and iron, that's why you're losing your pep and sparkle, remember. Iron-eyes yeast tablets supply both vital substances. Of course, a rundown condition may be due to other causes. If in doubt, see your doctor. But if you simply need more vitamin B1 and iron, get iron-eyes yeast tablets right away. They've been of great help in scores of such cases. In fact, iron-eyes yeast has been so successful that it's sold on this no-risk, money-back basis. If you don't begin to eat better, to feel better, and so sleep better, the cost of the first bottle will be refunded to you in full by iron-eyes yeast, Fox-IY, Rowey, New Jersey. And now, what about this Mr. Evil of 1943? Well, I'd like to tell you about the evil now. I feel like it, but I'm going to tell about it. I'm going to play called Murder Castle. Yes, Mr. Evil of 1943. It takes place as usual as a time called next week. Yes, tune in next Tuesday again for Archibilers' eerie story, Murder Castle. And if you need more vitamin B1 and iron, be sure to try iron-eyes yeast. But remember, there's only one iron-eyes yeast. You'll know it instantly by the yellow and orange package, and by the big letters "IY" on the container, and on each tablet. Friends, those white shoes you now own are not going to be easy to replace, so give them the best of care, clean them with energy in shoe white. It's made only with the very whitest pigment, and that amazingly white pigment is thoroughly mixed into every particle of every drop of energy in shoe white. So it goes on smoothly and dries quickly to a really white white. Keep your white shoes looking better longer by energy in shoe white. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System.