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John Boyd
Oh, stories, real stories and murders do
Dotty Nelson
turn out your legs.
John Boyd
Turn them out. Good evening. Come in, won't you? What's the matter? Surely you're not nervous for that to
Narrator
be calmed by drinking.
John Boyd
Restored, we are meant to call from
Dotty Nelson
out of the past.
John Boyd
Stories, strange and weird.
Narrator
Tales of mystery and terror by radio's
Fred
masters of the macabre.
John Boyd
Stories of the supernatural, the supernormal dramatized fancy, the mystery of the unknown. We tell you this Frank Franklin, so if you wish to avoid the excitement of these magic play ladies, we heard
Narrator
our latest series Turn off your
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this is the Horror Old Fashioned Fear every Saturday@Relicradio.com if you'd like to help support this podcast, visit donate.Relicradio.com or click on the support link in the show Notes. Thanks to those who have thanks for joining me this Saturday. We'll hear from Lights out this week, a series that debuted over NBC stations in January of 1934, where it aired until August of 1939 and reappeared through the 1940s in a series of rebroadcasts. The story we'll hear today was first heard in March of 1938. This one comes from December 29, 1942. It's titled False Tryst.
Narrator
Ironized Yeast presents Lights out, everybody. It is later that 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.
Fred
My name, Arch Ober. Tonight, another in our series of tales of the weird and the unusual.
Narrator
And this one is really unusual.
Fred
It's about that little God of chance, the one who flips a coin and makes us rich men or beggar men. But before we start, Frank Martin has something to say to you.
Narrator
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John Boyd
Help.
Narrator
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John Boyd
Enough.
Fred
Lights out, everybody.
John Boyd
You say the world is planned. I say the world is chance
Laura
Sailing, sailing over the bounding main Cut it out, Lauren. Cut it out.
Dotty Nelson
You're rocking the boat.
Laura
This is really fun.
Dotty Nelson
Will you quit doing the big action? This ain't Roxy. This is a canoe.
Laura
No, it. Aunt, Isn't it just terrific?
Dotty Nelson
Yeah, there's too much of it.
Laura
Dottie Nelson, don't you talk that way. You know mighty well we came out here to get healthy.
Dotty Nelson
All right, all right. So I'll get healthy even if it kills me.
Laura
Sure was a funny way to pick out a place to go on a vacation, wasn't it? Eeny, meeny, miny, mo.
Dotty Nelson
Yeah, and this place was mo. Well, what if we picked out Alaska or Cicero or someplace like that at least.
Laura
Oh, Daddy, look for the what? On the show over there. All those big flowers. Flowers?
Dotty Nelson
For Pete's sake. The way you were wiggling, I thought it was Indian.
Laura
Come on, let's go pick them.
Dotty Nelson
Okay. Finally. As long as you do the paddling.
Laura
Hey, look out, Girl Scout.
Dotty Nelson
You're driving over the curb.
Laura
Oh.
Dotty Nelson
Hey, we'll tear the bottom out of this battleship and we'll have to pay for it.
Laura
Oh, I didn't hurt it. Come on, get out and help me pick these poses.
Dotty Nelson
All right, all right. As long as there's no keep off the grass signs.
Laura
Dotty Nelson, will you get it through that head of yours? If this ain't Central park, this is honest to gosh, wilderness.
Dotty Nelson
Says you. Make mine vanilla with onions.
Laura
Aren't they just the loveliest flowers you ever saw?
Dotty Nelson
Two bits were right in the middle of some poison ivy.
Laura
Hey. Hey, look. What? The boat. It's drifting off. Well, catch it quick. What do you mean, catch it? I can't swim. Dot, do something. Do something. Don't just stand up.
Dotty Nelson
Don't you yell at me. You're the one to blame.
Laura
You should have pulled the boat higher
Dotty Nelson
out of the water.
Laura
Oh, Dot, what'll we do? They'll make us pay for it. Who cares about the boat?
Dotty Nelson
I'm worried about us.
Laura
Us? Yes.
Dotty Nelson
How are we going to get back to that camp?
Laura
Well, we can walk.
Dotty Nelson
You sure must have strained your brain thinking up that one.
Laura
Oh, you needn't get so fresh about it. You certainly don't think I wanted to go.
Dotty Nelson
All right, let's hang up the boxing gloves and get out of here.
Laura
How dark it's getting. So what? Why is it getting so Dark.
Dotty Nelson
Listen, my brain. I may be just a hillbilly from 10th Avenue, but I know clouds when I see him. So they're clouds. You know, clouds, rain, remember?
Laura
I'm scared.
Dotty Nelson
Oh, what have you got to be scared about all of a sudden? Come on, come on. I'll get you back to King.
Laura
No, we. Dot. Huh? That's not the way. We gotta go the other way.
Dotty Nelson
Listen, lame brain, I'll do the pathfinding.
Laura
But you're wrong. You're all mixed up. It's the other way.
Dotty Nelson
Is that a path or isn't it?
Laura
But there's a path going the other way. Yeah.
Dotty Nelson
Yeah, that's right.
Laura
Well, what'll we do?
Dotty Nelson
You go one way and I'll go the other.
Laura
Oh, no, we won't. I'm scared. We'll stick together. Okay.
Dotty Nelson
We'll flip for it as usual. I had a nickel. Oh, yeah. Here it is. Heads, we take the right hand path. Tails, we take the left hand path. All right. Okay, Call it.
Laura
Heads.
Dotty Nelson
Heads it is. Okay, Girl Scout, lead the way.
Laura
No, no, you go first.
Dotty Nelson
Okay, but if this path leads up to the middle of nowhere, so help me. Going to pull you apart like a herring. So D. Keep moving. Keep moving.
Laura
Wait, Dot.
Dotty Nelson
What's the matter now?
Laura
It's more posing. Listen. You hear it?
Dotty Nelson
Help me a little.
Laura
I told you we were heading the right way.
Dotty Nelson
Turn over that I told you so. Record and keep moving.
Laura
I'm hungry. Keep moving. All right.
Dotty Nelson
Well, this must be the front door that you're.
Laura
Why, how funny.
Dotty Nelson
Oh, what's funny? Now, that's pretty music.
Laura
The place hasn't any windows.
Dotty Nelson
The door's all I care about.
Laura
Think we ought to disturb whoever's playing?
Dotty Nelson
Disturb us? Right. One side, Lady Gwendolyn. I'll do the knocking.
Laura
Seem to hear.
Dotty Nelson
He'll hear me.
Fred
There.
Laura
That did it. It's awful thrilling, isn't it?
Dotty Nelson
Okay, you do the thrilling and you do the ping. If they can't find that boat. Of all the jump.
John Boyd
How do you do?
Dotty Nelson
How do you do? We're sorry to bust in like this.
Laura
We sort of lost our way. I mean, our boat. And we thought maybe you could tell us.
John Boyd
Yes, of course. Won't you step in? I'm more than glad to see you.
Laura
Well, of course we will. Come on, Dot.
Dotty Nelson
Okay.
John Boyd
It's going to rain.
Dotty Nelson
Yeah, we found that out.
Laura
We certainly were lucky to find this place. We heard you playing the violin.
John Boyd
Now, did you really? If you'll step this way.
Laura
Oh, Dot. Isn't he the strangest man?
Fred
Turned his Face away.
Laura
He must be terribly ugly. Oh, forget it.
Dotty Nelson
Go on.
Fred
Keep open. If you'll step in here, I have
John Boyd
a small fire going.
Laura
Kind of dark. Yeah.
John Boyd
If you'll do me the honor of being seated.
Laura
Hooray.
Dotty Nelson
Oh, boy. What a chair.
John Boyd
Yes, it's most comfortable. Now, if I might be permitted to introduce myself. I'm John Boyd.
Laura
I'm pleased to meet you, Mr. Boyd. I'm Laura, and she's dinner.
Dotty Nelson
Believe me, mister, it's a pleasure to. My dog's hurt.
John Boyd
May I sit and talk with you? There's so very much to talk about.
Laura
Well, we should be getting back. We can.
Dotty Nelson
Oh, we got plenty of time anyway. Mister, you don't know what a lifesaver you were.
John Boyd
Was I really?
Dotty Nelson
Anything gets Laura scared is to be in the dark.
Laura
All those rain plants.
John Boyd
Then I must apologize for not having more light. Here. You see my eyes.
Laura
Oh, that's all right, mister. Boy, I never could remember names. I. I guess I don't really mind it being dark in here. It's sort of like a nice tea room, really.
Dotty Nelson
Don't mind her, Mr. Boyd. She was hit on the head by a bowling ball when very young.
Laura
Oh, Ned,
Dotty Nelson
will you listen to that wind?
John Boyd
The storm will come in just a few more moments.
Fred
Isn't in the woolies?
Laura
Is your wife home, Mr. Boyd?
John Boyd
I'm quite alone.
Dotty Nelson
Sure must get lonely out here.
John Boyd
It was very lonely.
Laura
Getting awful dark in here, isn't it?
John Boyd
The storm? Don't be alarmed. A door banging in the wind. If you'll excuse me for just a moment.
Laura
Okay. Okay, dad, let's get out of here. Why? You're scared, too. I'm not scared. He looks so funny and shadowy in the dark. Dad? Huh? What's that funny smell? Yeah, I noticed it. Like medicine. He walks and holds his head. So funny. Hang on. And why does he keep away from
Dotty Nelson
the light of the fire?
Laura
Let's get out of here.
Dotty Nelson
Yeah, okay. We'll make a run for it before the rain starts.
John Boyd
I suggest you stay. Yes, I suggest you stay.
Laura
Come on, Darth.
John Boyd
You'd better stay, my dear. The storm, it's close at hand.
Dotty Nelson
Yeah, well, something tells me I'd rather be out there than in here.
Laura
Me, too.
Dotty Nelson
Well, we see you.
Laura
Come on.
Fred
Laura.
Laura
Jenny. Mister.
John Boyd
Yeah?
Laura
Mister, the door's locked.
John Boyd
I know it.
Dotty Nelson
You know it. Hey, listen, what's the big idea locking that door on us?
Laura
You let us out of here.
Dotty Nelson
Mr. Boyder, or whatever your name is.
Laura
Didn't you hear me?
Dotty Nelson
What's the big idea locking the door?
John Boyd
I Have some very interesting things to talk about with both of you.
Laura
We want to get out of here. Come on. Come on.
Dotty Nelson
Unlock the door.
Laura
We'll scream our heads off.
John Boyd
There's no one around for 15 miles.
Dotty Nelson
Are you going to open that door?
John Boyd
I suggest you sit down.
Laura
Give us that key. Now open that door, I tell you. God, why did you.
John Boyd
Sorry I had to do that. I'm really a very gentle man.
Laura
Oh, my God. Honey, please don't cry. Please stop crying.
John Boyd
I think we'll understand each other quite clearly now, won't we? Sit down. Sit down, the both of you. Sit down, I say. There. Now that we understand each other so clearly, we can talk with each other quietly now, can't we? You know I dislike loud talking intensely. You see, I'm really a very gentle man.
Laura
Please, Dot, don't cry anymore.
John Boyd
That's excellent advice, my dear Laura. Excellent advice. Dottie. I suggest you stop crying.
Laura
Dot, Please do what he says. I. I'm all right.
John Boyd
Of course you're quite all right. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Let me tell you of Chance. Here I was, a quiet, contented man, sitting here all alone. And yet I was not quite content. Chance brought you here to me. And chance found me quite discontented. As a man of thorough sameness, as a man of infinite realism. I realized that this fortuitous circumstance of our meeting, cancelled as it might have been, is a welcome opportunity for me.
Laura
Opportunity of what?
John Boyd
To feel my loneliness permanently. To get myself a wife.
Laura
Wife? It is crazy.
John Boyd
I suggest, my dear Laura, that you substitute another word, a kindlier one than the one you're using. Yes, I said a wife, Laura.
Laura
Oh, we wouldn't make good wives. Honestly, we wouldn't. We're just a couple of kids, aren't we, darling? We may call for heartfelt. Oh, mister, have a heart, will you?
Dotty Nelson
Open the door and let us out of here?
Laura
We'll keep our mouth shut, I swear we will. Mr. Boy, please. Please, the boy will.
John Boyd
You haven't quite finished. Then here's my answer. One of you becomes my bride. Oh, yes, my bride. I'm leaving this place shortly. When we reach our destination, one of you will become my wife. Oh, very legally.
Laura
One of us.
John Boyd
I marry only one.
Laura
Then what about the other?
John Boyd
To the ordinary man, that would be quite a problem, now, wouldn't it? But to me. Well, I told you, I'm a realist. So the answer is quite simple. I marry one. And the other.
Laura
The other.
John Boyd
The other dies.
Narrator
Ladies and gentlemen, two girls apparently are forced to decide between the being who calls Himself a gentle man and death the most difficult choice to make. But before it takes place in tonight's exciting lights out tale, a deep breath to slow up at least my racing pulse. And a moment more to consider another matter before we return to the story of Voss Triste. It's a matter that's facing many an American today.
Fred
Listen.
Narrator
Gosh, they say I'm too old to fight. And it's beginning to look like I'm even too old for this war job of mine.
John Boyd
Why?
Fred
Can't eat or sleep.
John Boyd
Losing weight.
Narrator
Getting more jittery and worn out every day. I sure am discouraged. Whoa, there. Don't be so quick to blame your age or your job. Maybe you simply need more vitamin B and iron. You see, when you don't get enough vitamin B from your meals, you may lose your appetite. Not eat enough to maintain normal weight and strength. And when you don't get enough iron from your food, you may be weak and washed out. Feel only half alive. Well, if I do need more vitamin B and iron, how can I get them? The easiest way I know is take ironized yeast tablets. These pleasant little tablets are a cinch to you. They cost but a few pennies a day and they give you both vitamin B and iron. That's why ironized yeast habits have worked such wonders for thousands who only needed more of these substances quickly help them regain their old time pep and strength. And 5, 10 even more pounds of good new flesh. So try ironized yeast tablets. If more vitamin B and iron is what you need, then see if soon you aren't saying who said I'm a has been. Why, I've got pep to burn. These days I look like a new man with the pounds I've gained. And a promotion wouldn't surprise me one bit. Why didn't somebody tell me about ironized yeast tablets sooner? And now back to lights out. The two girls have heard the choice. One is to live and one is to die. And their hysteria has grown with the terror in them.
John Boyd
Are you quite through, my dear? How unfortunate. And after I told you how much I disliked loud talking.
Laura
Don't hurt him, please.
John Boyd
Hurt you? Oh, haven't I told you I'm really a very gentle man. Oh, yes, much too gentle.
Laura
What? What are you gonna do now?
John Boyd
Why do you ask that?
Laura
Why, the way you look at it,
John Boyd
I'm trying to decide which one shall live and which one shall die.
Laura
You wouldn't kill us?
John Boyd
Oh, just one, my dear. Just one.
Dotty Nelson
You wouldn't dare.
Laura
We could both stay with you.
John Boyd
I marry One, the other die.
Laura
Mr. Lesson, my family, they've got money, lots of money.
John Boyd
Just a moment, my dear. Just a moment. Money to me. And what will I do with it? Oh, no. One of you must die. And this is quite as good a time as any other.
Laura
No, no.
John Boyd
You look so amusing. Backs against the wall, skin on your faces tight with fright. So white, so fresh and young. And yet. Believe me, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Laura
You wouldn't kill me. I don't want to die.
John Boyd
Oh, it isn't a matter of want, my dear. It's a matter of judicious election, like nature itself. You see, sitting out here, I've had a chance to watch nature and understand her. She's very gentle, just like I am. And yet she's quite a realist. Two rabbits run before the fox. One to the right, one to the left. The fox follows one and kills. But which one? It's all a matter of chance, with gentle nature herself to choose it. And I shall choose between you too.
Laura
Oh, I tell you, not me. Don't look at me.
John Boyd
It's chance, my dears. Yes, all is chance. Your being there, my being here. All things in heaven and on earth. Chance, chance. All is chance. And so you'll die by chance.
Laura
I won't die. I won't die. Mister, please. Please let me out of here.
John Boyd
But, my dears, why be afraid? The one that lives. My bride. A calm and peaceful, happy existence. For as you know, I'm really a very gentle man.
Dotty Nelson
You devil, you.
John Boyd
I go to my homeland, and there I'll sit and play my violin. Oh, so sweetly and so gently.
Laura
I want to live. I've got to live.
John Boyd
And the one that dies, quick, sudden, complete oblivion. So why be afraid?
Laura
Mr. Boyd. Mister, listen. I'll marry you. Sure, Sure. I don't want to die. You hear me, Mr. Boyd? I'll marry you. Oh, then you'll kill me. Will you marry me? I'll marry you.
Dotty Nelson
Stop.
Fred
Stop now.
John Boyd
You're making me angry.
Laura
I don't like loud talking. It isn't good for me. I've been alone too long.
John Boyd
Now.
Laura
Talking hurts my head.
Fred
Why did you do it?
Laura
Why?
John Boyd
You see what you did? You made me raise my voice, and that isn't good for me. Oh, no, it isn't. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Flattered as I am by your eagerness to marry me, most regretfully, I must refuse. Chance must pick my bride and the bride of death. Here, see? A coin. One chooses heads and one chooses tails. We'll let chance be the chooser.
Laura
No.
John Boyd
Quickly.
Laura
Choose.
John Boyd
Please don't make me angry. Choose. You little one first, will you choose?
Dotty Nelson
Choose.
Laura
Tails.
John Boyd
And that leaves heads for you. A dot, my little friend.
Dotty Nelson
Take a head.
John Boyd
Chance. Chance. All is chance. Shall one of you flip up a coin? No, no, I think I will myself. High in the air.
Fred
There, that does it.
John Boyd
Land flat in the palm of my hand. Heads or tails? My bride or the bride of death. No, no, no, don't touch her. Let her lie there. Poor little child. Couldn't stand the strain of waiting now, could she? How unfortunate.
Laura
Is it head?
John Boyd
Oh, we must have patience. I'll hold the coin here flat inside my hand until your friend recovers. If she lost it wouldn't be fair to kill her while she's unconscious, now would it?
Laura
This it hits.
Fred
Oh, there's no doubt about it, Jim. They're drowned, the both of them. I should have had more sense than to let him have the boat. Couple of city kids like that. Now, Jim, don't blame yourself. This water's treacherous. Look where the bottom of the canoe stove in. It must have hit a rock and gone right over. Yeah, neither one of them could swim.
John Boyd
They told me that.
Fred
Oh, this is an awful thing to happen. Need you wire the sheriff? Yeah, yeah, yeah, I will as soon as we get back. Come on, let's keep on going downstream. We've got to find him. Yeah, that's right. Hey, what's that?
John Boyd
What?
Fred
You hear it? Oh, that. You mean that fiddle plan?
Narrator
Oh, I know.
Fred
That's old man Boyd. Lives a couple of miles up through the valley. At least I think he does. I've never been up there though. The wind makes it sound as if that fiddle's right here.
John Boyd
Yeah.
Fred
Well, how about going up and talking to him? Maybe he saw. No, no, now he's way off in the woods. He wouldn't see him. Well, anyway, let's talk to him. I tell you, it's no use, Fred. They're drowned. And that's the end of a downstream. That's where we'll find their bodies. At least let's go talk to him. Why waste the time? Well, they might have wandered off. Don't be a fool. Look at the canoe. Well, at least let's go talk to the guy. It's a couple of miles over there. I'll tell you what, we'll flip for it, huh? Heads will go up there, tails will go downstream.
Narrator
Okay.
John Boyd
Okay.
Fred
You got a coin?
Dotty Nelson
Yeah, yeah. Here. Here.
Fred
You flip. Okay.
Dotty Nelson
There.
Fred
What is it, Tails? Well, we save a two mile walk.
Dotty Nelson
You gotta Tell me, is it head?
John Boyd
Patience, patience, my dear daughter. You must have patience. Oh, Laura's waking up. Yes, yes. Open your eyes, Laura.
Laura
What?
John Boyd
You fainted. Yes, my dear, you fainted. Help her to her feet, Dotty. Help her to her feet.
Dotty Nelson
Come on, Laura.
Laura
Oh.
John Boyd
Now then, we're all together again. Once more now, aren't we? You're feeling quite well, aren't you, my dear?
Laura
What? What?
John Boyd
That was Chance's verdict. Oh, don't worry. It's all quite well. Oh, no. The coin is still inside my hand. I waited for you. Oh, I knew you'd like it better that way.
Laura
Stop torturing me. Tell me. Is it head? Is it head? Tell us.
Dotty Nelson
Please tell us.
John Boyd
You've made me quite angry. I told you not to shout at me. Very angry. Yes, indeed, mister.
Laura
Tell us.
John Boyd
All right, all right. My fingers cramped a little bit from holding them closed so tightly. But now we'll see. Well? Interesting indeed.
Laura
Which one is which one?
John Boyd
Remember, I promised one of you the happiness of being my own dear bride.
Laura
Which one?
John Boyd
And remember, I promised the other one would have extinction quick and sudden.
Laura
Oh, which one?
John Boyd
No. Let me ask. Which one of you chose tail?
Laura
I did.
John Boyd
Then die. Oh, no need for tears for her, my dear. She died quite gently. Now, now, enough of tears. For since she's dead, it's you who will be my bride.
Laura
No, I won't. I won't.
John Boyd
There is no choice. Chance was the chooser, and you the winner. I'm a man who always goes by chance.
Narrator
Now, get up to your feet.
John Boyd
This one is Death's bride. You make it all quite difficult, you do. Why do you persist in making me angry? Chance, chance. All is chance. You'll be my bride. We'll be quite happy in my homeland. When we get there, we'll pack, get to the seashore.
Fred
No.
John Boyd
First I'll play for you. I play so well now, don't I? Softly, softly. Doesn't the music creep inside of you like long, thin snakes? Oh, what a lonely man I was. Strange thoughts twisting in my head and no one to tell them to. But now I have someone. My thoughts. Your thoughts? Yes, yes, your thoughts. And I'll watch the snakes twist in your brain.
Laura
I can't stand it anymore.
John Boyd
Now you make me very angry. I won't play for you again. I won't. And crying loudly too. When there's no reason. The marriage will be quite legal on shipboard.
Narrator
Shipboard?
John Boyd
Yes, shipboard. I told him it was hurry. The rendezvous. I've been waiting for months. If we miss this, there'll Be no more. And I must get back. And that reminds me. There's something I must tell you. Yes? Tell you because I try to be a fair and gentle man. Tommy, over by the fire. Come, I say. There, just light enough now. Come into my arms. Into my arms, I tell you. There, close to me, my little bride to be. Yes, I shall tell you everything. I suppose you wonder why a man of all my talents and education hides away in this forsaken place for all these months. Well, you shall know the reason. Look at me. Look closely. You see, my dear, I had a little accident. I haven't got a face. Hey, Fred.
Fred
Yeah? There's something I want to tell you. Yeah, I know, I know. Shouldn't let him have that canoe. No, no, no, it ain't that fella. It's the coin we flipped a little while ago. Well, I jipped you, Fred.
John Boyd
How?
Fred
Well, it wasn't tails.
John Boyd
It was heads.
Narrator
You won.
Fred
It's been kind of bothering me, Fred. Come on, let's go back upstream and talk to old man Boyd the way you said, huh?
Narrator
Mr. Oh, I. I want to say something very quickly to the radio audience.
Fred
Ladies and gentlemen, believe me, the story you just heard was just a story intended purely for amazement and amusement.
Narrator
The young ladies were purely fictional characters and the villain existed only for the
Fred
brief space of the 29 minutes during which you listen to the play.
Narrator
So stop breathing hard, permit your blood
Fred
pressure to follow its normal, healthy rate, and as soon as Frank Martin tells you about a certain matter, I'll be back to tell you about the fast one.
Narrator
Friends, don't forget. Now, if more vitamin B and iron is all you need to help build yourself up, then try ironized yeast tablets. Remember, if they don't quickly help you to eat better, feel more like your old time, peppy, happy self. Yes, and if you're not convinced that ironized yeast tablets can help you gain the pounds you need to look better and feel better. The cost of the first package will be refunded to you in full by the Ironized Yeast Company. Box IY Rahway, NJ. Ask for Ironized yeast tablets by their full name. Make sure you get what you ask for. Ironized yeast. Now, what about next week, Mr. Oebler?
Fred
Well, it's a mystery story. An amazing series of crimes and hit and run accidents which take place in different parts of a certain city, miles apart at the same moment. No one sees the auto strike, the victims, no one sees the criminals. There are no clues, and yet the dead litter the streets. But that story is next week.
Narrator
Lights out will come to you again next Tuesday. At the same time, be sure to listen to Arch Oblor's weird story of the Fast one. And if you need more vitamin B and iron, be sure to try Ironized Yeast, the one and only ironized Yeast with the big letters IY on the package and on each tablet. It is later that you think
Fred
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Date: March 21, 2026
Host: RelicRadio.com
Original Airdate (Lights Out episode): December 29, 1942
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This thrilling installment of The Horror! delves into a classic episode of Lights Out titled "Valse Triste." Set within the realm of old-time radio horror, the story follows two city-bred women who find themselves lost in the wilderness—only to stumble upon a mysterious, reclusive man with a terrifying proposition. "Valse Triste" epitomizes radio horror’s talent for building claustrophobic suspense and psychological dread, exploring themes of chance, fate, and twisted loneliness.
| Time | Segment/Content | |-----------|--------------------------------------------------------| | 03:53 | Introduction of chance vs. planning (Boyd) | | 08:00 | Arrival at Boyd's house; violin music | | 10:48 | Suspicion and fear build in the dark house | | 12:04 | Boyd’s intent becomes clear; the ultimatum given | | 14:40 | Fatal choice: "I marry one. And the other dies." | | 20:25 | The decisive coin toss | | 23:56 | Laura pleads for the verdict | | 24:39 | "Then die." Boyd declares the outcome | | 27:26 | Boyd reveals his facelessness | | 28:25 | Epilogue: it's just a story, "permit your blood pressure to follow its normal, healthy rate" |
Rich with suspense and classic radio dramatic flair, "Valse Triste" capitalizes on the era’s love of psychological terror. Tension, dark humor, and a pervading sense of dread pulse through every moment, from the women’s early banter to the final haunting violin coda. The theme of chance as a ruling force gives the story its chilling structure, while John Boyd’s calm madness and the setting’s isolation create a claustrophobic fear, reminiscent of the best Lights Out productions.
"Valse Triste" stands as a spine-chilling example of old-time radio horror, demonstrating how simple elements—coincidence, isolation, a lonely violin—can be marshaled into a narrative of existential terror. As the narrator soothes in the epilogue: “Permit your blood pressure to follow its normal, healthy rate”—but after this episode, listeners may find it not so easy.
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