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Sherlock Holmes Guy Fawkes Day Special (EP4226s)
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Today is Guy Fawkes Day and we celebrate with two different Guy-Fawkes-related Sherlock Holmes adventures. First, in The Fifth of November, a man named James Stuart comes to Baker Street pleading for Holmes' help, as he fears his cousin, Guy...
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Happy Guy Fawkes Day 2% of my listeners are in the UK and I'm sure know all about Guy Fawkes Day. But those of us in other parts of the world who may be vague on the details are going to learn a lot in our Sherlock Holmes Guy Fawkes Day special. When we were playing all the Old Time Radio Sherlock Holmes episodes In the early 2010s, I noticed that there were two different episodes of Sherlock Holmes recorded three years apart by two separate creative teens. I'd had the idea for years of comparing these two episodes and then noted last year that this year's Guy Fawkes Day will fall on a Sunday when I don't have a regular episode playing, so this seemed like the perfect time to do it. Today's episode features a guest introduction. I decided to reach out to the most knowledgeable expert I personally knew in British history, Donna Fletcher Crow. Donna is a novelist of British history. She's written over 50 books across a variety of genres with a focus on history, mystery and romance. One novel of interest for today's topic is When Love Restores. It actually features a Guy Fawkes Night celebration at Cambridge University in the mid 19th century and recounts the Cato Street Rebellion. You can find it on Amazon and there's also a link to the book in today's show Notes. Here now with her introductory comments, is Donna Floyd Watcher crow remember, remember the 5th of November gunpowder, treason and Plot Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes. Twas his intent to blow up the King and the Parliament Three score barrels of powder below poor old England to overthrow By God's providence he was catched with a dark lantern and a burning match. And so goes the popular nursery rhyme still often repeated on Guy Fawkes Night, or as it's more popularly known now, as Bonfire Night. Adam Graham with his Great Detectives of Old Time radio series brings you not one, but two modernized versions of the Gunpowder Plot story. In these, the vile conspirators are not brought to justice by Thomas Knivett Richmond and his friend Edmund Doubleday, as was Guy Fawkes, but rather by none other than the world's greatest detective, Sherlock Holmes and his friend Dr. Watson. But true to the rhyme, the dark lantern and the burning match still play their part. Both versions include a good introduction to the historical facts for Americans. And like all old Time radio shows, these Guy Fawkes special episodes offer a charming time capsule in this case of an earlier time in England as well as in our own country. Enjoy listening. Thank you Donna. And you can learn more about Donna and her books at donna fletcher crow.com now let's get into today's first episode and this episode of Sherlock Holmes is in the last season of the Rathbone Bruce Radio Era, over Mutual and sponsored by Petri Wine. The original Air date is November 5, 1945 and the title is the 5th of November. 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The Petrie family, the family that took time to bring you good wine, invite you to listen to Dr. Watson tell us another exciting adventure he shared with his good friend, that master detective, Sherlock Holmes. And if you ask me, the best way to listen to that story is to do it with a glass of port wine. Right handy. Petri, California port. No kidding. That Petri port is just swell for anytime good friends get together to talk things over. You couldn't ask for a more delicious wine. Why, just looking at the deep rich red color of that Petri port tells you that. Here is a wine with a flavor that comes right from the heart of sun ripened grapes. If you haven't ever tried Petre port, why not get a bottle and have a glass after dinner tomorrow night. It's a perfect after dinner wine, you know. And share that port with your family and your friends. Don't forget, when you serve Petri port, you can serve it proudly. Because after all, the name Petrie is the proudest name in the history of American win. And now let's keep our weekly appointment. Good evening, Dr. Watson. Good evening, Mr. Bartel. Draw up a chair. Thank you. That's it. By the way, do you know what date it is? November 5th, isn't it? That's right. In England it's known as Guy Fawkes Day. You ever hear it? Something to do with a gunpowder plot, isn't it? Yes, Mr. Bartel, it is. And as Sherlock Holmes and I had a very unusual adventure on the 5th of November many years ago, it seems appropriate that I should tell you about it tonight. Before I begin, I think it might help you to appreciate the true flavor of the story if I tell you a little about the origin and the customs of Guy Fawkes day. Swell idea, Dr. Watson. Well, my boy, on November 5th, 1605 exactly 340 years ago today, King James I was about to attend the opening of Parliament when a plot was discovered to blow up the House of Lords during the ceremony. And the chief conspirator was Guy Fawkes, I suppose? Yes, he was. He was captured in a vault immediately below the House of Lords. A vault full of barrels of gunpowder, of course. He and his fellow conspirators were executed. And ever since then, November 5th has been known as Guy Fawkes Day. Well, how's it celebrated, Document? Well, it's a great time for the youngsters, Mr. Bartell. They black their faces, throng the streets begging for pennies and build bonfires in which to burn effigies of Guy Fawkes. These effigies are life sized dummies stuffed with straw and dressed in old clothes. The children parade them in the streets, chanting rhymes. Well now, let me see. Please to remember the 5th of November. Guy Fawkes. Guy hit him in the eye. Kids must have quite a time. Sort of like Halloween, huh, Doc? Yes, not unlike it, my boy. Well, now that I've told you something about the customs of Guy Fawkes Day, I'll get on with my story. It began just before lunch. I remember on November 5, 1899. The day was foggy and cold and Holmes and I were seated each side of a blazing fire in our Baker street rooms. From outside we could hear the sound of voices laughing and singing. Suddenly, Holmes rose and crossed to the window, opened it and looked. Then he turned to me and spoke. Children are having a great time, Watson, Aren't they? Yes. It cost me a shilling worth of pennies to walk here this morning. Has it occurred to you, Watson, that the Gunpowder Plot offers very promising material to the speculative mind? In what way, Holmes? I say it's confoundedly chilly in here. Don't you think you might shut that window? Sorry, old chap. As I was saying, the Gunpowder Plot offers very promising material to the speculative mind. I made something of a study of the historical records of the case. There is more than a little evidence to suggest that King James was never in any real danger. Never in any danger? What makes you say that? Knowledge of the proposed dastardly scheme came to light early. But James Stuart King of England, the possessor of a shrewd and diabolical mind, used the spectacular discovery of the plot to try and bolster his waning popularity as well as to justify increased religious persecutions. First I've heard of it, Holmes. I dare say, old Philip, it's true. Just the Same, I'm afraid. James Stewart, King of England, was an unscrupulous tyrant. Come in. Oh yes, Mrs. Hudson. There is a gentleman to see you, Mr. Holmes. He said it was very important. He asked me to give you his cash. Oh, thank you, Mrs. Hudson. Oh, ask him to come up please, will you? Aye, sir. Who is it, Holmes? A gentleman with a remarkably fine sense of timing. Read this card for yourself. Let's have a look. Mr. James Stewart. Great Scott, that's an extraordinary coincidence that he should arrive just as we're talking about James Stewart, King of England. Come in. Mr. James Stewart. How do you do, Mr. Stewart? My name is Sherlock Holmes and this is my colleague, Dr. Watson. How do you do, sir? How do you do, Mr. Holmes? You've got to help me. I'm walking about in mortal fear of my life. You've got to help me. Mr. Stewart, I suggest that you sit down. I'll do anything in my power to help you, but you must compose yourself first and tell me quietly what it is that's frightening you. How can I compose myself when I may be dead within a few hours? No, no, no, Mr. Stewart, I'm a doctor. I really think if I were to give you a sedative that you'd find. How can you talk of sedatives when I. My heart, Doctor, my heart. All right, it's all right. Now here, let me help you into this sofa. There you are. Now imagine that Bradley would be in all of us. Yes, Holmes. Now give him some digitalis. A fellow with a bad heart like this shouldn't allow himself to get so excited. Here you are, Mr. Stewart, drink this. That's it, that's it. And now this, Mr. Stewart, what is it? It's digitalis. Very well. Feel better, son? Yes, Mr. Holmes, yes I do. You're right. I shouldn't get so excited. My heart can't stand it. You know Watson, is he well enough to talk, do you think? Yes, if he doesn't excite himself again. I'll be careful, Doctor. I'll take it quietly. Mr. Holmes, when you saw my card just now, did it strike any responsive chord? Naturally, sir. Who could fail to be intrigued when a James Stewart calls to see one on Guy Fox Day? It isn't just coincidence that my name is James Stewart. I've got royal blood in my veins. People know of it and that's another reason they're out to kill me. They're jealous of my heritage. Every instinct I have is a royal one. Now you gentlemen know that falconry is a king Sport. And my greatest hobby is the breeding and the training of falcons. Please, Mr. Stewart, owing to the state of your health, I suggest that you be as economical as possible in your explanation. In fact, I think it might be better if I were to question you. Very well, Mr. Holmes. Now, you say that your life is in danger. What evidence do you have to substantiate that claim? My cousin, Guy Falkenby has threatened it. You see, Mr. Holmes, he and I are the only heirs to a wealthy uncle. His fortune will go to the surviving heir. If I were dead, Guy would inherit everything. Seems to me, Mr. Stewart, that you should have applied to Scotland Yard for protection. I did, Dr. Watson. Only a few days ago I saw a certain Inspector Lestrade I think his name was, and he laughed at my fears. Oh, Lestrade, eh? And he laughed at ee. Well then, in that case, there may be something in your story, sir. You say that your cousin has threatened to kill you. Has he indicated the method he intends to employ? Aye, he has. And it's a devilish plot. Guy has a bitter, twisted sense of humor, gentlemen. Even when he's planning as dastardly a thing as a murder. I am James Stewart. He is Guy Falkenby, which is near enough to Guy Fawkes. Today is the 5th of November and he's planning to blow me up. Come, come, come, sir, you can't expect us to believe that. But it's true. He warned me. And the celebrations that are going on in the streets of London today would make a rare clock for his activities. I must confess, Mr. Stewart, that I find your story most unconvincing. All your evidence appears to depend on conversations held between you and this cousin of yours. You have no facts, sir, to substantiate your claims. But I have. Then please let us hear them. I live at 23 Cavendish Square. A week ago, the house next door to me was let to a new tenant. Almost immediately, workmen became very active there. They were digging in the cellars, Mr. Holmes. I could hear the sounds of picks and shovels through the walls. Digging in the cellars. That does sound significant, doesn't it, Holmes? Extremely. Did you observe any other activities of the workmen, Mr. Stewart? Aye, Mr. Holmes. Vans have been delivering large packing cases to the basement during the last two days. I know what's in them too. It's gunpowder. I tell you, they're planning to blow me up today. No, no, no. Steady, sir. Steady, steady, steady. You mustn't excite yourself again. What shall I do, Mr. Holmes? I think, sir, it Would be better for you to rest here for a while and then go to a nearby hotel. I would suggest the shots bread and wait there until you hear from us. And where are you gentlemen going? Watson and I, after donning suitable disguises, will visit the house adjoining yours in Cavendish Square. I think an examination of the cellar there might put prove most illuminating. This must be the house all right. Holmes. The empty packing cases is still by the foot of the basement steps. Come on Watson, let's go down and explore. Pardon my soul. I feel a little self conscious in these clothes. No need to, my dear. Chapter. You look a most authentic inspector of plumbing. If anyone challenges us, you'd better let me do the talking. Though I think my accent might be a little more convincing. Shh. Listen. I can't hear anything. Exactly. Then we may reasonably assume that either the workmen are observing the Guy Fawkes holiday or that their work is done. Come on, let's try this door. It's unlocked. Yes. This is too easy, Watson. We must be prepared for a trap. Come on. I've got my revolver handy. If there's any trouble, don't use it until I tell you to. Remember, we're supposed to be plumbing inspectors. It's pitch black in here. I can't see a thing. Strike a match. See if we can find a gas jet. Strike a match when the cellar may be full of gunpowder? Don't take the risk, old chap. Here's a gas jetta. I like it. That's better. Now we can see a little. Huh. I think the workmen have completed their job. See that new wood forming a crude door in the corner over there? Where does it lead to, do you suppose? Let's find out. Oh, also unlocked. Here's a miner's lantern waiting conveniently for us on this ledge. Ooh. This is ridiculously easy. Now I'm sure it's a trap. I like the lantern. Great Scott. It's. It's a tunnel. Yes, it's a tunnel leading into Mr. Stewart's house next door. Let's explore it. Look, Holmes. Look at the barrels. That they're full of gunpowder. Undoubtedly. We'll observe the fuses as well. Yes, the complete equipment for another gunpowder plot. I can't believe my eyes. What a fantastic plan. But how could the murderer be certain that Stuart would be killed in the explosion? I think that's easily answered. Watson. Remember Mr. Stewart's bad heart. In his present state of apprehension, an exploding firecracker would be enough to kill him. I suppose so. Hello. What's this lying on the floor. Curious. It's a funny strip of silk with a little ring on the end. Let me see it Watson. Aha, this seems to be familiar. By Jove, I believe it's a Jess. Jess what? No sir, the last piece of evidence necessary to confirm the conclusion. Get out of there. Keep your hands above your heads. I've got a revolver. Right child. Governor, we ain't doing no harm. Now remember Watson, I'll do the talking. Come on Art, you come. Well, well, you're a comical looking pair. What are you doing in there? Me and my mate got a message to come over here and see to the plumbing. Mr. Plumbers. Eh? Do you have any identification? Yes sir, here's my badge. We're inspectors for the London County Council. Oh that's all right my man. I saw the basement door open and I thought burglars might be here. You're the owner of this house sir? Yes, but my agent let it recently to some tenants who've been behaving rather queerly I'm told. So I came round here to see what was happening. If you're the owner sir, perhaps you can give me some facts for me records. Gotta fill me records you know. What do you want to know? Well your name please sir. Falconby. Guy Falconby. Look here Alfie, Alfie old your nose. What did he say? Nothing sir, nothing. He's got baddie cups. Had him for. Well I've had him for months now. Can't stop him. Alfie. Here, give me a pencil will ya? Thank you Alf. Now sir, your name is Guy Faulkinby. What's the name of the tenant this house is let to. There are three of them. You know the name sir. Got to have them for me records you see. Yes, the names are Winter, Rokewood and Keynes. I. Oh yes, Winter, Rokewood and Keynes. That's right sir. Chances if there might be a firm of solicitors, don't they sir? Well perhaps they are. I haven't met them. Just one more question sir and then I needn't bother you no more. Well what is it, my religion or my grandmother's maiden name? No sir, no, nothing like that. I just wondered who've lived in the house next door on that side. We've had a complaint from there till their pipes is bunged up. My cousin lives there. His Name's James Stewart. Mr. James Stewart, eh? I'm much obliged sir. Me and my mate will be. Go in next door then. Come on Alfie. I'm not surprised. His pipes are bunged up, as you so graphically put it. He's a great one for practical jokes about the house. As a matter of fact, he's planning one of them tonight. Oh, well, that's no concern of yours. By the way, my man, what's your name? Nivett, sir. Tom Nivett. Come on, Alfie, we got work to do. Holmes, I wish you'd tell me what's going on. Why have we taken this cab back to Baker Street? Get out of these clothes. They've served their purpose. Now there's more serious work afoot. Well, I'm still confused about our interview with Guy Falkenberg. Why did you say your name was Tom Nivett? More touch of vanity, old fellow. Vanity? How do you mean? Well, consider the names in this case so far, Watson. James Stewart says that he's been threatened by Guy Falkenby. A name, as Mr. Stewart points out, not unlike Guy Fawkes. Do you recall the names of the three tenants that Mr. Falkenby gave us a few minutes ago? Yes, Winter, Rokewood and Keynes. But what's that got to do with it? A great deal, my dear fellow. Thomas Winter, Ambrose Rokewood and Robert Keynes were the three men executed with Guy Fawkes in the original gunpowder plot in 1605. Oh Lord. But where does Tom Nivett, the name you gave yourself, fit into the fixture? Thomas Nivett was the Westminster magistrate who arrested the conspirators. Since the would be murderer has such an academic knowledge of the original plot, I thought I'd let him know that he was up against an opponent worthy of his steel. We'll hear the rest of Dr. Watson's story in just a few seconds. Just about time for me to remind you that if you want a wine that's sure to please the ladies, you can't miss with Petri California Muscatel. That's because Petri Muscatel is a golden wine with one of the most luscious flavors you ever tasted. Did you ever taste a big plump Muscat grape that's ripened in the sun? If you have, then you know what to expect when you taste Petri Muscatel. It's a wonderful wine, perfect after dinner and swell when company comes. Just remember that, won't you? Petri Muscatel. Well, doctor, you and Mr. Holmes were certainly having yourselves quite a Guy Fawkes day. What happened when you got back to Baker Street? We quickly changed out of our disguises and back into our ordinary clothes. I was still pretty much in the Dark as usual. And I kept questioning Holmes as to our next move. He was in a state of suppressed excitement and it was obvious as he spoke to me that he was anxious to be off. What? Don't dawdle. There's so much work ahead of us. What do you mean don't do it? I'm not dawdling, I'm dressing as far as I can. What's our next move anyway? We must split our forces. Let's get hold of my band of street urchins. The Baker Street Irregulars. I'm going to surround Mr. Stewart's house in Cavendish Square and they'll be invaluable for their purpose. What do you want me to do? Go to the Shaftesbury hotel and collect Mr. Stewart. Then return with him to his house and wait me there. I shall join you as soon as I've rounded up the irregulars. But I must warn you, don't leave Mr. Stewart for a moment. Don't let him out of your sight until you see me again. Of course I won't Holmes. But I must say idea of all that gunpowder on the cellar doesn't make me feel any too happy. Have faith in me old chap, have faith in me. You know I wouldn't expose you to any danger if I could avoid it. And I assure you that I shall join you and Mr. Stewart very shortly. You have your revolver? Yes of course. Good. And give Mr. Stewart this revolver will you? Tell him that I insist that he carries it. I fear that his own has probably been tampered with. Right you are Holmes. I'll see that he has it. This is a strange business I must say. That Guy Falconry seemed such a decent sort of fellow. Yes, he appeared to be a most amiable fellow, didn't he? This is indeed an unusual case Watson. We're up against one of the most sinister and twisted antagonists that we've ever met. Well chap, I'm leaving now. I'll join you soon. And don't forget, stay close to Mr. Stewart. Stay very close to him. Dr. Watson, I wish your friend were here. No, no, no, don't get so excited Mr. Stewart. You'll be here any moment now. You've still got the revolver that I gave you? Yes, it's in my pocket. But what's the good of a revolver if there should be an explosion? Answer me that if you can. Now you must have faith in Mr. Holmes sir. He's arranging now to have this house of yours surrounded by his band of street urchins. They'll see that no one gets to the cellar next door to light the fuses. A bunch of children. How can they do anything? You don't know the Baker Street Irregulars, Mr. Stewart. And it's a perfect day for them to operate. There's black faced boys begging for pennies. They'd pass unnoticed anywhere. I hope you're right. But I have a premonition, Doctor. There's going to be a tragedy. I know it. Now take it easy sir. Remember your heart. You're in splendid hands when Sherlock Holmes is on the case. Here he is now. Holmes. I say I'm glad to see you. You received your visitor yet? Visitor? We've seen no one. Then be on the alert. I've just been questioning the boys surrounding this house. A few moments ago some children pulled a small cart up to the back door. Cart containing a life sized dummy. My irregulars thought that it was a nephew on its way to a bonfire. Why shouldn't it be home? I have reason to believe that it's someone visiting you in disguise, Mr. Stewart. A visitor who is mounting the back stairs at this very moment. You've got to stand by me, Holmes. You've got to protect me. Don't worry sir. Come in. Look. Look at that apparition. Great scutter. A Guy Fawkes dummy. It a dark lantern in his hand and. And it's walking and also talking, I trust. Keep away from me. I got a revolver. Victoria's sake. For Victoria's sake. If you won't give me one, I'll take two. The better for me and the worse for you. It's Guy Faulkenbert. Keep away from me, do you hear? The better for me and the worse for you. All right then. I'm going to fire. Yummy. Mr. Stewart, the revolver I've provided for you seems to be unloaded. How very odd. What in fun is all this about? You have just witnessed an attempted murder, Watson. Murder? What are you talking about? This is is a game. James and I had it arranged. The whole thing. You may have thought it was a game, Mr. Falkenby, but I assure you that your grab Mr. Stuart. Watson. He seems to be leaving us. Leave me alone. Take your hands off me. My heart. Help me put him on the sofa. That's it. I'll get him some digitalis. Look, I don't want to appear unnecessarily stupid, but will someone tell me what this is all about? With pleasure, Mr. Falkenby. Your cousin planned one of the most fantastic murder plots that I've ever encountered. He came to us with the story that you had threatened his life. But that's ridiculous. I'm very fond of him. Of course it's ridiculous. The whole plot was ridiculous. He leased the house next door, had a tunnel dug and gunpowder and fuses planted there. Even entered the name of the tenants as Winter, Rokewood and Keynes to give the apparent plot a further authenticity. You mean my cousin was the real tenant? Certainly he was. However, he was clumsy enough to drop that piece of silk with the wire ring on the end that you found in the cellar, Watson. The thing you called a jess. And what's a jess? It's a strap that goes round a falcon's leg to which its leash is fastened. You will remember that Mr. Stewart informed us that falconry is his hobby and it therefore indicated that he had been in the cellar and consequently must have known about the whole pot. And all he was trying to do was to build up in our minds a belief that his cousin was trying to kill him. Exactly. My dear fellow. Had we believed him? Of course. He have shot you just now, Mr. Falkenby, in apparent self defence. Good Lord, what a fantastic plot. I. I still can't quite believe. Mr. Falkenby, why are you dressed as a Guy Fawkes dummy? Well, it was James idea. He said that. That he was going to to dress up too and that we were to go round the bonfires tonight and frighten people by. By appearing as live dummies. But the last message he sent told me to come up here that. That we'd play a practical joke on a couple of friends of his. And did he provide you with a costume that you're wearing? Yes, as a matter of fact he did. Have you searched the pockets for any weapons? No, but I will. All right. And while you're doing that, I'll examine this dark lantern. How's your patient, Watson? Well, I've given him some digitalis, now I'll get him some brand. I can't find anything in the pockets. Here's the answer, my friends. Look here. Inside the lantern is a dagger. Your cousin planted it there to substantiate the claim that you were trying to kill him. Had his plans worked you would have been dead, Mr. Falkenby, before you could have told us the truth. Here. Come back here, Mr. Steele. James. He slipped out of the room. Found it. He's making the heart attack. Come on, Watson. After him. Where are you? Out of the way please. Here comes the Lord Mayor of London, chums. Excuse me please. I'M trying to find a friend of mine. Most important. Holmes, where are you? Can I hear Watson? I hear you calling me. Out of the way, please. I'm coming home. Why don't you send him a postcard? You. You got away from me in the crowd. I'm afraid Mr. Stuart got away from us. Well, we'll never find him in this Mart Walflow. He's a dangerous man. There's no knowing what he may do where the irregulars. Ah, there's Wiggins. Wiggins. Hello, Mr. Elms. Doctor. Dr. Watson. Did you see a man run out of that house a few minutes ago? No, Governor. Perhaps Charlie did. Hey, Charlie, come over here a minute. It's Mr. Holmes, all right. I bet Charlie didn't see anything, though. He's got some savvy girl with him. Hello, Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson. Hello, Charlotte. Charlie, did you see a man run through this crowd a few minutes ago? A tallish man with a gray mustache? Yes, I did. A man came running out of the house over there. That's the house. Where'd he go? He run down toward where the shops are. And he stole our dummy. He did? The one we are going to burn in the bonfire. I tried to stop him, but he got away. Holmes. Holmes. Look. Up there on the roof. There's a figure by Joe. I believe it's James Stewart. That's the man. He's the one that stole our dummy. He's standing up on the roof. He's going to jump. If he does, he's going to land on the bonfire. There he goes. He is jumping right into the middle of the fire. It's awful. He'll be burned to death. Don't worry. Begins there wasn't a man who fell into the bonfire. What do you mean? From the gyrations that the figure performed as it fell. My dear Watson, I'm convinced that Mr. Stewart threw the stolen dummy to try and put us off the track. Then Stuart's still up. There he is, Watson. Come along, old boy. It's up on the rooftops for us. Up on the rooftops. Yo, Watson. Let me help you up. Can you reach my hand? I got it. All right then, up you come. Come on. That's it. Seems to me that fire escapes must be designed for. For giants. Keep your eyes skinned, old fellow. Stuart's a dangerous man. Might be hiding behind those chimney stacks. Come on. Upon my soul, this is a strange place to be on Guy Fawkes tonight. Yes, a comprehensive case, Watson. Starts in a cellar and ends on a rooftop. Look, Holmes, by the parapet there, a crumpled body of Mr. Stewart. Looks to me as if it. Yeah, he's dead, Holmes. Well, it's not surprising. The effort of carrying the dummy up here and throwing it combined with his own state of excitement were too much for him. Well, quite frankly, I can't say that I'm sorry. No, he planned a murder. If it hadn't been for you, he would have succeeded. An extraordinary case, Holmes. Yes, old chap. And one that should long make us remember the 5th of November, Joe. Yes. Please to remember the 5th of November. Gunpowder, treason and plot. I see no reason why gunpowder, treason should ever be forgotten. Well, doctor, as you boys would say, that story was a bit of exciting. What? Yes, and even now I sort of lose my breath when I remember climbing that far escape. You know, Doctor, those two fellows certainly went out of their way to celebrate Guy Fawkes Day. Now take me. When I got a little celebrating to do, I like to do it quietly. Some friends, a glass of port. Pet report, of course, what else? Leave it to you. No matter what the occasion is, you can somehow make it a perfect occasion for Petri wine. How do you do it, old fellow? Don't ask me how I do it. You mean, how does the Petrie family do it? 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Tonight's Sherlock Holmes adventure is written by Dennis Green and Antony Boucher and was suggested by an incident in this Arthur Conan Doyle story, the Adventure of the Devil's Foot. Music was by Dean Fossler. Mr. Rathbone appears through the courtesy of Metro Goldwyn Mayer and Mr. Bruce through the courtesy of Universal Pictures where they are now starring in the Sherlock Holmes series. The Petri Wine Company of San Francisco, California invites you to tune in again next week, same time, same station. This is Harry Bartel saying good night for the Petrie family. Sherlock Holmes comes to you from our Hollywood studio. This is the Mutual Broadcasting System. Foreign needs AI solutions that are not only ambitious, but also practical and adaptable. That's where Domo's AI and data products platform comes in. With Domo, you can channel AI and data into innovative uses that deliver measurable impact. 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Mr. Stewart learned the hard way that having a stressful murder plan with a bad heart is a really awful idea. You should contact a physician before beginning any program of criminal enterprise. Of course, most know that their doctors would tell them not to do it, particularly if their doctor was John Watson. It's always great to hear Basil Rathbone, and he also has some fun as the plumbing inspector, as he'd been playing the role for six years on radio. The parts in disguise or reciting different famous lines gave him a bit of variety in his performance that he appreciated as he was getting a bit burnt out on the role at this point. This episode does a great job of not only laying down the particulars of the Guy Fawkes plot, but also some really nice details of the holiday so that the 1945 listener was transported to Britain and really given a vivid audio picture of what the holiday was like. It had a number of tie ins to the holiday that were fun and might have stretched believability if they weren't part of James Stewart's sinister yet eccentric plot. This episode's information is Also helpful in our context because the next episode doesn't have quite as much background on the holiday. Though to be fair, it wasn't centered on the holiday as much as it was Guy Fawkes himself and some contemporary admirers of Guy Fawkes. This series was airing over the Mutual network after a single season on abc, but at this time it was originating from New York with the stars as John Stanley as Sherlock Holmes, and George Spelvin credited as Dr. Watson. This episode originally aired October 10, 1948, and the title is the Guy Fawkes Society. Your business needs AI solutions that are not only ambitious, but also practical and adaptable. That's where Domo's AI and data products platform comes in. 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No, Watson, I must be there myself. Well, shouldn't you take along a revolver, a weapon of some sort? I think not. They might decide to examine everyone entering the warehouse. No. I shall attend the secret meeting of this bloodthirsty society, accompanied only by my second closest friend, my M. Piper. We're at the door of Dr. John John Watson's study, and we're about to hear another of his adventures. Good evening, Mr. Harris. Good evening, Dr. Watson. Have you assembled all the facts for the memoir you're currently writing, Dr. Watson? Yes, Mr. Harris. It's the adventure of the Guy Fawke Society. Guy Fox. You mean the arch conspirator of 17th century? The very same. Well, what sort of organization was this design? Well, it was a secret cult formed in 1897. Their membership consisted entirely of fanatics devoted to one of the most horrifying purposes imagined. And what was their fanatic? That I shall reveal the incredible secret of the appropriate times. 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Compare Clippercraft with clothes selling for many dollars more. And now, Dr. Watson, what was the Guy Fox Society? Well, Mr. Harris, it was the beginning of November 1897. Holmes and I were returning to 221B Baker Street. After a late dinner, we were enveloped in unprecedented yellow fox. We were groping our way up the stairs toward our flats. Is it the sea, Watson? Yes. Here we are. If I can find the lock. I found it to something on the floor. Kicked it with my foot. Well, I see if I can budge it. Out of the way, Holmes. It feels like a body. Yeah, right. Good heavens, Holmes, it's a man. His throat's been cut. Will you look at this pool of blood. Like that Lampo. Yes, certainly, certainly, yes. Throat's been split from ear to ear. Look, Holmes, on the wall there's handwriting. Someone's evidence of gypsy speed Ingram. A dead man's blood and crawled a message. As it says, Guy Fault lives. Guy Faults live. Now what sort of diabolical nonsense is that? Shall I fix the police home? In due course we shall observe that technicality. Have a closer look at the corpse. What's that, Ms. Pat? Is that a chunk of wood? Pine wood, Watson. Look. There's some sort of grease at the tip of the wood. And the odor, Watson. Faded oil. He was going to do with a chunk of wood dipped in oil. Clearly the dead man was Preparing a torch top. Why should anyone want to be go marching about with a torch? The weather, about which you've been complaining throughout the evening, supplies the answer to that. You mean to stop the unbelievably thick odds? The torch coupled with the fog signifies that the dead man lying before us was a dink boy. Dink boy? Yes, I've heard the term. Some say I've never seen one. The venerable tradition originates from the days when it was necessary to accompany members of parliament home. Due to the danger of their being attacked by thieves and dissenters and riff rats caused the customs been abandoned. Except for those rare occasions when London suffers an impossible poverty. Then the lynx boys with their torches are called out to escort the parliamentarians. Homework. Anything you pocket. This man's torch hasn't been used. He was therefore on his way to perform his duty. Come Watson, we're off to see the sergeant at arms of the Parliament building. We shall ask the name of the mink boy who failed to appear this evening. Do you intend to leave the body here just like this? Of course. But I shall mention it to the first policeman we meet. And thanks to the nature of bureaucratic ineptitude we shall be many steps ahead of them while they are still here scribbling in their little notebook. We certainly had the sergeant at arms and Parliament battle asking all those questions about the link boy without ever telling him what it was all about, eh? Let's see now host, let's see. We've learned that the dead man said was held Pickering. This is Hudson. Admitted him downstairs. That Pickering asked for you. You saw him go up. Two other gentlemen appeared front door. A moment later, one of them misshapen and very ugly. She saw them go out, then went back inside to her rooms and heard and saw nothing after that until the police arrived. Then witness. Holmes, what are you doing to your face? Smudging it with foot. What thought I must assume a discretable appearance. You must assume work. There we are now off to this pig. An interesting tattered thing. Unfortunately you cannot accompany me on this. Where are you going? You'll recall that at Parliament we were told that the dead man Pickering resided on Bridge Road by the West India doc. We were also told that he spent a considerable portion of his time at various pubs in that vicinity. I intend to visit every shabby spot on Bridge Road and find the disguise. I hope to learn what it was that Mr. Pickering wished to tell me when he came here. Obviously it was something so insidious that it was necessary to cut his throat. Before he had a chance to talk. I shall visit the pesthole at the French Road. I should be very vocal about loathing the government. You were never in here before, were you? That's quite right. Do you mind if I sit down with you? Feel a kind of lonesome? I like to make friends with everybody who comes in. Do you like this place? Very much. It's the best around this part of London. But try the other places. Yes. This is my fourth tavern tonight. My name's Maud. Maud Pinkett. What's yours? Like so many of your customers, Maud, I must ask you to accept a significant silence in answer to that question. Nah. You've a fancy way of talking. Did you hear me sing? Yes. Delightful. Aren't you going to tell me anything about yourself? Where'd you come from? What's your game? Anything. My game? Maud, why do you keep watching the door? Look, you can trust Maude. Everyone will tell you that. The police looking for you? They might be. What sort of job did you do? Suppose we just say that it was unpatriotic. Is that all you're going to tell me? Yes. Suffice it that it was unpatriotic. I have very little use for our current government. I'm one of those who feels that England, once master of the planet, is collapsing of its own weight. Ah, you sound just like him. Like who? A friend of mine. He always talks that way. He'd like you. You talk like you've got brains. You'd be helpful. Helpful to whom? For what purpose did you say anything, Sergeant? I did would murder the gig if it were worth the candle. I don't mean just taking care of some blokes in the dark alleyway with a pocket knife. We can find petty around here to do that for a few pounds or a few drinks. I'm talking about murder in a much bigger way. I mean killing a few hundred people, maybe a thousand. You have the summit for that. If there's sufficient to be gained, I'm your man. Oh, there's more than money in it, is there? Much, much more. It's a wonderful thing. And there's a wonderful man running it. You and he did it all. Fine. Why don't you introduce me to the gentleman? Maybe I will. He wants all the help he can find. Yes. You come along with me. It's just a minute's walk from here. Close by the dock. It's a basement under an empty warehouse. Who is born? He's the leader of the guy folk. The diaries. You'll see you now about Time I might catch my death of cold sitting here waiting in this damp basement. He's in the next room now. Just go through that door. Yeah. You better take my candle as darkest pictures. Thank you. Oh, I must tell you. You may think he's a bit balmy at first. He says strange things sometimes, but that's just his way. He's really brilliant. And don't be frightened by Gerardo. Gerardo? Gerardo's the leader's man, sort of. He's got a job, he's got a face. Gerardo is the ugliest man I've ever seen. Most of his face is burnt off in that fire, but he won't escape. I'll wait out here. Go on through that business. Very well. Come in. Come in. I am Geraldo. How do you do? Before I introduce you to our leader, would you raise your hand higher, please. You do not have a gun or a knife, I hope. No, I have not. I just want to be sure. Am is formality. I have the honor to introduce our leader. Sit down. Sit out. Get out. Yes, sir. Lord. Tell if you wish to join our ranks. Possibly. I don't know anything about you. I could be rather to boast about you though. You're extremely nervous, vain and have spent a great deal of time outside of England. To be more specific, in a tropical country. How do you know? Those pencils on your desk. Chewed almost to the point of uselessness. The rest this way. You pace up and down before me. The nervousness is inescapable. As for your vanity, you're squinting your eyes in order to have a better view of me. A characteristic of near sightedness. You require spectacles, but do not wear them. You've spent a sizable portion of your life in tropical countries. Because your teeth have a distinctive corrosion caused by endless munching upon sugar cane. It is good. Very good. May be more than five times. I have need of men with their wits about them. Our difficult task. A bloody and dangerous task. But the reward will be well worth the sacrifice. What is the task, Mr. Stuart? What I shall change. May sound fantastic, but the truth is often very cheery. My name is Douglas Stuart. My genealogy may be faced with the Stuart who once ruled my England. Really? You don't seem to believe it. Well, I. It's the truth. It's the truth. It's the truth. It is true that I am the rightful ruler of the British Empire. I've been cheated of my birthright. Have you? They plotted against me. The impostors who sit now upon my throne. They plotted against me when I went. They accuse me of being insane. They are nothing but animals, wallowing in the sigh of their wealth and privilege. They must be exterminated. They held me prisoner. Oh, where, Mr. Stuart? On what charge? They held me prisoner in a hospital for a year. A hospital for the mentally ill. When were you released? I was not released. They would have kept me there until I died. They tortured me. I escaped. I escaped. Now I'm free and I shall strike back. What is your plan? You are not well. They made me sick at that hospital. They infected me with drugs. I'm not well. But I need. I need men of strength to surround me. What is your plan, Mrs. Those who have marched with me will share my inevitable triumph. Marched with you? Where? When? Can you imagine? Why? Quite evident. Guy Fox, a deserter, was smuggled back into England by a group of conspirators in 1605. They plotted to overthrow James II of his government. They planned to do this by concealing a huge store of gunpowder beneath both Houses of Parliament. Yes, they intended to blow up both Houses and stage a coup d'etat. 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And I shall have that information this evening when the entire membership of the society convenes in that same waterfront plot where the renegade Skill Stewart has his headquarters. As a neophyte I've been invited to attend their ritual. Well, Holmes, haven't they questioned you about your own reliability? Sensibly. I imagine Gerardo was impressed, eh? Quite. Therefore I'm off to the foul cellar where the chief lieutenants of the Guy Fawke Society meet in unholy conclave. I see you've joined us. I'm glad. Are you, Maud? Douglas tell me that he's pleased you've joined us. I appreciate the accolade. Douglas tells me everything. He does? Yes. We sit by the river talking. He tells me about what he'll give me when he's in the palace. Handmaid of my own perfumes and strong. Must be very fond of you. Fond as he can be of anyone. I guess he thinks about his plans mostly. Sometimes he doesn't see me for weeks. Oh, see. Dorado wine. What? Thank you. Serrado. Some for you too. Ah, Burgundy pommard we do not drink until the leader enters. Then he will propose the toast. There he is, pirate. The leader speaks. Everyone prides. We raise our glasses in praise. In praise. To Guy Fawkes. To his tailor crew. To Robert Catesby. John Wright. Thomas. Winter. Winter now want each of you to pay. So successful. Tunnels are ready, Gerardo? Yes sir. Good. Those of you who are new, my most trusted men have dug. Where are the tunnels Mr. Stewart? They work down from the back of a tea room on Parliament Square. The tunnels cut across the corner of Parliament Square and point directly to the House of Lords and the House of Commons. And what do you plan to use to destroy the Houses dynamite? Tomorrow night we shall along with the best of England. While they burn forks and efficiency in the streets, we shall set off the dynamite. We meet at Mrs. Ward's Tea Top tomorrow night at Penn Shop. You understand exactly what you're to do, Watson? Yes, exactly, Holmes. I shall tell the story to the Assistant Commissioner Police and a request that he send a special squawk. You'd like them to hide around the corner from the tea shop? Precisely. And you must try desperately to convince him that his constables are to be armed. I realize it's an extraordinary demand, but perhaps he'll sense the danger. Oh by Jove, Holmes. He may not believe the story at all. He may not do a blessed thing. Oh Ms. Brisket, remember, Stewart's asked me to meet him at the warehouse. He, Gerardo and I will then proceed to the tea shop. There we'll meet the others at Fen. If the police will cooperate. They should be at their post at 9. Holmes, you're running an unspeakable risk. Wouldn't it be wiser for both of us to try to convince the police to handle this themselves? Allow them to make a botch of it? No, Watson, I must be on the scene myself. Shouldn't you at least take along a revolver, a weapon of some sort? Gerardo might decide to examine everyone entering the warehouse. No, Watson, I shall merely be accompanied by my second closest friend. My Miram pipe. Good evening, Stuart. Maud. Hello Gerardo. Is everything ready? Yes, yes. I have a carriage waiting outside this warehouse. We will be driven to the queue. Excellent. Stuart, you may distribute the weapons. Gerardo Mor, you will wait here in the warehouse. When this is over, I shall send it. All right, Captain. You have my revolver, Gerardo? Yes, yes. Give it to me and I. Oh, we're not giving you. Why not Mr. Stuart? I would be there if you were not armed. Mr. Sherlock Holmes Let me kill him now, Mr. What? No survival Ever since his own face has burned off, Holmes. He rather enjoys giving the same experience to others. You lie to us, Mr. Holmes. You've been lying all along. We're not exactly fools, Holmes. That story told about your criminal background we took the trouble to verify. Oh, we're going to the cave then after we set off the dynamite, we shall leave the cabin. But you will remain locked inside. Your life to be home. Everyone lies to be. Stand up. Hope you're trying a trick I'll flesh up front just as you switch. Harold Pickering, the link boy. Yes, that was your handiwork, wasn't it? Gerardo Pickering, with a keen professional interest in even the vaguest rumor concerning parliament must have taken up the sense of your society. One evening, perhaps in the pub where Maud sings, he ran to me to bring the news. You followed him? My housekeeper reported that one of the assailants was repulsively ugly. I could make you look just like me. I would like. Get away from him, Gerardo. Come on, we're leaving for the peace. And remember, I have my finger on the figure of my gun. Maud, stay here. You have words for us? Good luck, Daphne. We're leaving now, Holmes. Not much later. Because I've taken an extra cost. Since you might have notified the police that our maneuver is scheduled for 10. I've sent out word that we will set off the dynamite one hour earlier at night. Carriage is waiting. The tear room is just around the corner. Mr. Stewart, you told Mrs. Ward to lock up earlier this evening to. Yes. Where? At home. So you finally met someone who is your mental superior. Don't move. My gun is just a few inches in your head. Mirado and I have a very good view of you from this back seat. Oh, I had no evil intentions in moving, Mr. Stuart. I merely intended to light my pipe. It's gone out. Do you mind? Go on. Most considerate of you. Here's the theorem. Step out home. Very well. Walk to the doors of the field. That's right. Right. I want to have a look here on screen. See anyone now? All quiet now. Some of the men must be here by now. That is the st alike. Tommy, we're all in the back of the shop. Walk in home. Certainly. Close the door, Dorado. Don't lock it. We'll have to run out once we get the few. Yes, yes, let's all go to the back. Why gathered you here an hour earlier? Because we were foreign boats. Betrayed. This gentleman standing before us whom we took into our ranks is Sherlock Holmes. The Detective, he is to be left here just before we set off. The tank fuse is not quite long. They'll allow ample time for us to quickly stop and run a safe distance. Has the position of the dynamite's been checked ready, sir. We reassembled 30 minutes after it exploded. We need it aware. I shall be the last man to leave and reserving for myself the second of knocking. Mr. Hold behind. I'm complimented. Mr. Sure, are we ready? Slight excuses, Nevado. I say anyone inside? This is the law. There's a carriage caught fire out here. Belong to anyone back there? The alarm. Constable. Spread the alarm. Put up. Holmes. Holmes. New Jersey. The lamp. Holmes has smashed the lamp. Life come alive. Another lamp. We cannot see the door. The door. Holmes will run to the door. Stop it Tonight. I see a shadow out there. D Look. Look outside. Police. Barricade that door. Gerardo. Start firing. Fire. Fire. Fire. Get down. Get out. They have done about there. Well, Holmes, I never thought you'd leave that tea shop alive. Oh, I did. Oh, it's a magnificent job you've done. Stuart and Gerardo have been taken to the mob. Rest of the crew packed off the trim. You set fire to that carriage outside the shop, didn't you? Of course. I was in the front seat with the driver. He was preoccupied with his horses. Stuart and Gerardo, to keep an eye on me, purposely sat in the back. They could see most of me, but it was comparatively easy to drop a bit of hot ash from my pipe onto the upholstery. I knew that within a minute or two the carriage would catch fire. It would attract your attention, watching from the corner with the raiding party or that of the constable on the beach. He poked his head in. Shut him up. I shall never cease admiring your quick wittedness, Holmes. Neither shall I, my dear Washington. Neither shall I. Well, Dr. Watson, the guy Fawkes society was certainly a blood curdling experience. Now, might we have an inkling about our adventure with Holmes for next week? Well, next week, Mr. Harris, I shall relate to you the adventure of Black Pete. It involves a steel harpoon, a dead pig, a proposed arctic flip, an advertisement for a murder, and I'm quite sure you'll enjoy it. You'll be here in your study promptly at the same time next week, Dr. Watson. For the adventure of Black Peter. The makers of flipper craft clothes and more than 1200 stories from coast to coast have brought you another in the new series of broadcasts featuring the world's most famous detective, Sherlock Holmes. Our stories are based upon the character Sherlock Holmes, created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, and the program is produced and directed by Basil Lockridge. Sherlock Holmes is played by John Stanley, Dr. Watson by George Felding. This week's story was written by Howard Merrill with special music by Albert Burman. 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Now you may have been wondering about the actor George Spelvin who played Watson. Now I'll clarify that. George Spelman was not his real name. George Spelman used to be a popular pseudonym in American theater prior to the 1970s. It wasn't like Alan Smithee which was used by film directors who wanted to disown a film that they ended up not liking. The name George Spelman was used for many reasons, most of them neutral in terms of the quality of the production. It could be used in a situation where a union actor wanted to work on a non union project and so they'd use George or Georgina Spelvin. There would also be times where an actor would double up and play two parts and they didn't want the production to seem cheap to the audience so they would list the second part as George Spelvin. And sometimes you would have a character who would be important and they would be talked about but they wouldn't appear. And you wanted to keep it a surprise to the audience that this character didn't appear, so you put the character as played by George Spelvin in the program. In this case, George Spelvin was used because the real name of the actor who played played Watson was Wendell Holmes and it was decided it would be confusing to tell the audience that Dr. Watson was played by Holmes and thus the George Spelman name was deployed. Well, I hope you enjoyed today's special episode and if you want to hear more Sherlock Holmes, I'd encourage you to listen to our Sherlock Holmes archive. Over nearly four years we played every circulating episode with every actor who appeared over American radio as Holmes during the Golden Age of radio. And you can find the great detectives present Sherlock Holmes wherever you download your podcast from. Thanks once again to Donna Fletcher Crow for her fine introduction. And now it's time to thank our Patreon supporter of the day. And I want to thank George Spelvet. No, actually, I want to thank Jacqueline. Jacqueline has been one of our Patreon supporters since August of 2018, currently supporting the podcast at the Seamus level of $4 or more per month. Thank you so much for your support, Jacqueline. And that will do it for today. If you're enjoying this podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software. We'll be back next Sunday with a Sunday Encore from our archives, but join us back here tomorrow for the Adventures of Sam Spade. Where Sam Spade? Mr. Spade, this. This. This is a gentleman who. Who. Yeah, don't tell me. I know the voice now. What is it this time? I do like to see you, Mr. Spade. I must see you. I know. I'll save us both a trip. The date is April 26. The time is 1:38pm all trains land and streetcars are leaving on schedule. And for the favorite at Golden Gate tomorrow, consult your nearest please. Please, sir, please, Mr. Spade, please do not jest. This is a matter of life and death. I say. Fine. Then I'll see you tomorrow for lunch, huh? I won't be here, Mr. Spade. Oh, where you be? Dead. Look, look, I'm tired of this, Mr. Spindley. Give it to me straight or sign off now. What is it? Gotta listen to me, Mr. Spade. It's most important. Important? Is it life or death? It's a life. Hello, Mr. Spindley. Hello. I hope you'll be with us then. In the meantime, do send your comments to Box 13@GreatDetectives.net follow us on Twitter at radiodetectives and check us out on Instagram. Instagram.com Great detectives from Boise, Idaho, this is your host, Adam Graham, signing off.