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. EST.1975 PRE:~~ I No. 89 - February 1984
The famed denizens of "Allen's Alley" pose for their picture on the ccccslcn of NBC's 30th anniversary in 1956. Left to right, Fred Allen; "Senator Cloghorn" (Kenny Delmar); "Mrs. Nussbaum" (Minerva Pious); "Alex Cassidy" (Peter Danald); , land "Titus Moody" (Parker Fenelly).
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I I~ THE: OLD TIME: RADIO CLUB THE ILLUSTRAT memb, ,~ Dick Page Two THE ILLUSTRA:E" mESS fer, ' CLUB ADDRESSES: Please== use the ~- I how rect address for the business you I thea have in mind. Return library ma gave terials to the library addresses. I vent CLUB DUES: Jerry Collins 8'~'(J~ 56 Christen Ct. --~~ Lancaster, N.Y. 14086 (716) 683-6199 JIM SNYDER ILLUSTRATED PRESS (letters, columns Last November brought the annual etc.) & OTHER CLUB BUSINESS: Friends of Old Time Radio Convention Richard Olday in Newark, New Jersey. As usual it 100 Harvey Drive ~ was a success, in fact, a gigantic Lancaster,N.Y. 14086 success. If this thing gets any big (716) 684-1604 ger they are going to have to move it to the Atlantic City convention REFERENCE LIBRARY: Center. Pete Bellanca I decided to fly in on Thursday THE OLD TIME RADIO CLUB 1620 Ferry Road night so that I could take full ad MEMBERSHIP INFORMATION: Grand Island, N.Y. 14072 vantage of Friday'S activities. After (716) 773-2485 parking, I took the shuttle bus into Club dues are $17.50 per yr. the Detroit airport terminal, and from Jan. 1 through Dec. 31. Mem TAPE LIBRARY everyone was telling where they were bers receive a tape listing, Frank Bork going. When someone asked my why on library lists, a monthly newsletter 7 Heritage Drive ear~h I would want to go to Newark, (The Illustrated Press), an Lancaster, N.Y. 14086 I said that it was for a radio con annual magazine (Memories), and (716) 683-3555 vention. One woman insisted that various special items. Additional BACK ISSUES. All MEMORIES and IPs she recognized my voice and wanted family members living in the same are $1.00 each, postpaid. Out of to know what station I was on. I household as a regular member may print issues may be borrowed from hope that the Detroit radio stations join the club for $5.00 per year. now realize what they are missing in the reference library. not having me. I hadn't eaten so I These members have all the privi Chuck Seeley tried to decide if I should get some leges of regular members but do 294 Victoria Blvd. thing in the terminal. I asked the not receive the publications. A Kenmore, N.Y. 14217 woman at the New York Air (owned by junior membership is available to the bankrupt Continental Airlines) persons 15 years of age or younger * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * counter if anything was served on who do not live in the household The Old Time Radio Club meets the flight. She told me that they r~gular act of a member. This member the second Monday of the month served a"real nice snack," so I cou ship is $10.00 per year and includes (September through June) at 393 decided to let that take care of me. thi all the benefits of a regular mem GeQrge Urban Boulevard, Cheektowaga, During the flight they came around !laV bership. Regular membership dues New York. Anyone interested in the and handed each passenger an apple. inf are as follows: if you join in Jan. "Golden Age of Radio" is welcome to That was the "real nice snack". nic dues are $17. 'J) for the year; Feb., attend and observe or participate. I called the Holiday Inn in (I $17.50; March $15.00; April $14.00; Meeting starts at 7:30 p.m. Newark from the airport at exactly May $13.00; June $12 .00; July$10.00; 11,00 p.m. to ask them to pick me ~~1L Aug ; , $9.00; Sept. $8.00; Oct. $7.00; up. They said their shuttle would An * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * be right there, So, I stood in the Nov. $6.00; and Dec. $5.00. The DEADLINE FOR IP #90 - February 13 is cold rain for one hour and thirty real numbers after your name on the #91 - March 12 three minutes (I called two times) address label are the month and #92 - April 9 ren~ before they finally arrived. Not a Onei year your renewal is due. Reminder terribly auspicious beginning, but notes will be sent. Your renewal * * *** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * peol the rest of the weekend made up for aga should be sent in as soon as possi ADVERTISING RATES FOR MEMORIES that. ble to avoid missing issues. Please Since I was there so early I 19 i 3 0 . 00 for a full page be certain to notify us if you had a chance to visit with many ati1 change your address. 20.00 for a half page friends as they arrived. I guess OV~SEAS 12.00 for a quarter page tha' MEMBERSHIPS are now avail i that to be interested in this hobby did able. Annual dues are $29.50. SPECIAL: OTR Club members may take we must all be a little bit strange, yOu Publications will be air mailed. ------50% off these rates. but at least it is the nicest group abO, of strange people I know. Even the THE ILLUSTRATED* * * * * ***PRESS *is * the* * monthly meml dealers that I have commented about sO. newsletter of The Old Time Radio Club Advertising Deadline - September 15th in the past were pleasant to me. thi' headquartered in Buffalo, N.Y. Con Gene Bradford had made up nee tents except where noted, are copy * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * ** * another new pin for the club, and my •rignt fl 1983 by the OTRC. All rights PLEASE NOTE CHANGE IN NAME AND Frank Boncore soon arrived with a cOn are hereby assigned to the contribu supply of the Lone Ranger cassettes ADDRESS FOR THE TAPE LIBRARY AND tiO tors. Editor: Richard A. Olday; that are being given out with this han Assistant Editor: Jerry Collins; CLUB DUES. year's memberships, so Frank and I ama Production Assistance; Arlene Olday; were soon doing a brisk business in us * * * * * * * * * * ***** * * * selling memberships. Unfortunately, are Published since 1975. Printed in U.S.A·I Cover Design by Eileen Curtin no one had informed me that the price had gone up, so I wound up selling n01
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- THE ILLUSTRATED PRESS Pa e Three memberships at the old price and then ILLUSTRATED PRESS February, 1984 Dick Olday made me make up the dif CLUB ADDRESSES, Please use the cor ference out of my pocket. Hey guys ~ddr;ss how about letting people know about rect for the business you these things? Fran Stryker, Jr. also hav; 1n m1nd. Return library ma gave the club a nice plug in his con ter1als to the library addresses. vention presentation. CLUB DUES: The presentations that I attended Jerry Collins were excellent, although I didn't go \....J~~<~.'" to as many as I have in the past. I 56 Christen Ct. "~~-- spent a great deal more time in the Lancaster, N.Y. 14086 dealer's room. There seemed to me (716) 683-6199 JIM SNYDER to be twice as many dealers operating this time as in years past. I have ILLUSTRATED PRESS (letters, columns Novemb~r etc.) .& OTHER CLUB BUSINESS, . Last brought the annual mentioned before that John Furman has fr1ends of Old T1me Radio Convention sold me a tape deck at every single R1chard Olday 1n Newark, New Jersey. As usual it 100 Harvey Drive one of the previous four conventions waS a success, in fact, a gigantic that I have attended. Several weeks Lancaster,N.Y. 14086 success. If this thing gets any big (716) 684-1604 before this year's convention I re ~er they are going to have to move ceived John's latest supplement, and REFERENCE LIBRARY: 1t to the Atlantio City Convention under my address John had written Pete Bellanca Center. "bring checkbook," so I knew he w~s 1620 Ferry Road . I decided to fly in on Thursday after me again. But, as soon as I Grand Island, N.Y. 14072 n1ght so that I could take full ad Saw John's table I knew I was safe vant~ge of Friday's activities. After (716) 773-2485 since he had no machines for sale rr· park1ng, I took the shuttle bus into this time. Therefore I walked up to em TAPE LIBRARY the Detroit airport terminal, and John for a pleasant visit for a change Frank Bork ev?ryone WaS telling where they were only to have him quickly move me over ' tter 7 Heritage Drive g01ng. When someone asked my why on to John Wallace's table where I was ear~h I would want to go to Newark again talked into buying another deck. Lancaster, N.Y. 14086 I said that it was for a radio con~ (716) 683-3555 At leat I sold both Johns' a club vention. One woman insisted that membership. nal she recognized my voice and wanted me BACK ISSUES, All MEMORIES and IPs There was some complaining about ar~ $1:00 each, postpaid. Out of to know what station I was on. I the food, this year. I had no such ~: pr1nt 1Ssues may be borrowed from hope that the Detroit radio stations problem with it and certainly find the reference library. now realize what they are missing in it a lot better in Newark that it Chuck Seeley not having me. I hadn't eaten so I used to be in Bridgeport, but one 294 Victoria BlVd. tried to decide if I should get some gentleman told me on the way back to l Kenmore, N.Y. 14217 thing in the terminal. I asked the the airport that he waS going to have o woman at the New York Air (owned by to teach the cooks how to make "south er the bankrupt Continental Airlines) ern Ohio fried potatoes." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * counter if anything was served on The Old Time Radio Club meets Chuck Seeley and Kean Crowe were ~ the flight. She told me that they actually nice. The only reason I the second Monday of the month seryed all real nice snack,lI so I des (September through June) at 393 could find for their improved behavior dec1ded to let that take care of me. this year, was the absence of Bob m- George Urban Boulevard, Cheektowaga During the flight they came around s ~ew ~nterested Davis. Apparently he has been a bad Jan. York. Anyone in the' and handed each passenger an apple. influence in years past. Kean was so GOlden Age of Rad10" is welcome to That was the "real nice snack". nice that he even complimented me b. , atte~d I called the Holiday Inn in 00; and observe or participate. (I guess). He said that he liked my Meet1ng starts at 7.30 p.m. Newark from the airport at exactly column a little bit better than the .00; 11:00 p.m. to ask them to pick me 7.00; Nick Carter thing that runs each mOnth. ****************** up. They said their shuttle would Anyway, while the cOnventiOn itself DEADLINE FOR IP #90 - February 13 be right there, So, I stood in the is exciting, the thing that makes it #91 - March 12 cold rain for one hour and thirty really wOrthWhile is the chance to #92 - April 9 three minutes (I called two times) renew
FEBRUARY, 1984 THE ILLUSTRATED PRJ -;- .._-----.--, -- ,.------ _rag~~x THE ILLUSTRATED PRESS FEBRUARY, 1984 schedules. Joe Webb once wrote me: OTR Lives: I say OTR never dies. in Crooper, Illinois. PROGRAIVI NOTES It was a very simple show. It Hokay? was based entirely on dialogue. Dick Olday has shared with us a A piece of gossip. I under There were no props and very little program guide from WRVO, Oswego, stand that there will be an Arthur music or sound effect. The show New York, a public radio station Godfrey forum at the next Friends was based on letters and that identifies itself as FM 90 of OTR Convention. At least, I'll telephone conversations involving Newsradtio. Of the variety of pro try to make it happen. bizarre characters with strange gramming available, FM 90 Playhouse John A. Barber/President names that we never met. is of special interest to Old Time Vintage Broadcast Society The stories were usually un Radio Fans. From Monday to Friday 77-02 34th Ave. and Sunday it presents old time radio Apt. B62 realistic and frequently absurd, ~1372 but it attempted to tell the story and also current radio dramas; the Jackson Heights, NY of small town America that passed Friday program es entitle, "Sounds * * * * * * * * * * * * with the beginning of World War II. of Yesterday·, all are at 7:30 p.m. Still most nostalgia experts rate On Sunday, at 11 p.m. is Sunday it as one of the greatest shows of Playhouse. all time. Other programs of interest at Well, it has been a long and FM 90 are: Reader's Corner (Monday very difficult day. The kids are through Friday at 12'30 p.m.) with now all in bed and it is now quiet Bill Shigley reading the best in in the house. I think I will reach American Humor, and the Leonard back and turn on an episode of the Feather Show (Monday at 3'30 p.m.) ADVENTURES OF FRANK MERRIWELL. From CFRB, Toronto, 1010 Khz, Until next month "Goodnight all." come Down Memory Lane with Ray Sonne, which offers a variety of nos *** * * * * * * * * * * * talgia TAPESPONDENTS-Send in your wants and Happy Listeningin '84... HY DALEY we'll run them here for at least Joe O'Donnell two months. 206 Lydia Lane DISCovery I am looking for recordings of Cheektowaga, N.Y. By: Hy Daley some early programs to copy, includ Bob Crosb¥, Bing's kid brother, ing: Uncle Ezra, Hobby Lobby, Guy ** * ** * * * * * * * * * did well for hlmself for having no Hedlund Theatre, Ben Bernie, Renfro talent (his own words). Actually Valley Barn Dance, Bobby Bension, letters Bob got his first band leader job Buck Rogers, Bradley Kincaid, as part of a corporation band idea National Barndance. put forth by Gil Rodin and Cork Ed. F. Lawlor O'Keefe. 5 Pauline Street Rodin was an agent and was Carteret, New Jersey 07008 looking for someone to front a new band he was putting together with ItETO', I will trade for any sports another band promoter O'Keefe. Crosby material I don't have on an equal got the job and the rest is BOBCAT basis. Thousands to choose from. -- history. ~Ol Free Catalog supplied. On radio Bob had several shows. John S. Furman Richard, before I ~orget, here's The first was in 1939 over CBS. This , Box 132 my check for a year's membership in the Old Time Radio Club. Don't for featured such fresh new faces as ' ~ Ballston Lake, N.Y. 12019 Peggy Lee, Kay Starr, and Jo Stafford WHAf [,.".""" get my Lone Ranger cassette. as vocalists. The Pied Pippers and fill TJ-tr Now trading again. New equip Maybe you'd like to join our ~...-w.YW<"'S ment and better sound - 1300 reels. organization here in NYC. Read the Bob Haggart also were regulars. Your --, Would like to trade with beginning old favorite, Carroll Carroll, was other side. There have been changes. the chief writer for the series. collectors. We're now the Vintage Broadcast Hy Daley When radio was first feeling Society, to avoid confusion with your the effects of TV, CBS used the 437 So. Center group. We had to up the charge from Corry, PA 16407 Crosby crew to fill the rating holes $10.00 to $15.00. The cost of in the crumbling numbers game. In Tapespondents is a free service xeroxing etc. is higher than we 1947 the show featured Jerry Gray's to all members. Please send your thought, (((I know, I know:-Ed:))) Orchestra which was also used in ads to the Illustrated Press. The magazine is now called ON THE the STANDARD series recordings. This AIR, a better title than RADIO TEXT. show went through a variety of * * * * * * * * * * * * You, as a member, could contribute W'.l Rl"1i-,t-FSE personnel changes over the years: f'f~ 11,( IAt./$' REFERENCE LIBRARY, A reference lib an article, if you want. Ronald the Andrew Sisters, the Modernaires, srn f HUM< Baron is working on our becoming a tax I Ir~t ,0tF (C'l rary exists for members. Members and Giselle came and went through M£! A.jojAN should have received a library exempt group. In this way, we can the early '50's. He also did a stint list of materials with their mem keep radio memorabilia for ochers, as with JACK BENNY prior to Phil Harris. bership. Only two items can be a permanent museum. Jack Shugg, Lew He also hosted the KRAFT MUSIC HALL , ( borrowed at one time, for a one Krieger, and Kevin Eastwood are for a time after Bing left the show month period. Please use the producing the magazine. ". in 1946. In the seventies Bob Crosby 1)"3\ proper designations for materials AS an answer to Jim Snyder, I ·1 toured the country with a big band_ \_.I~~ to be borrowed. When ordering would like to retort that OTR fandom entouage with Freddy Martin, Frankie i:.;4"~~ will last for one hell of a long ~-..~ books include $2.00 to cover Carle, Art Mooney and Buddy Morrow. ~, rental, postage, and packaging. time, as long as there is genuine and The BOBCAT sound was alive once more: Please include $l.OOfor other unselfish interest in the hobby. The items. If you wish to contribute hobby can expand to include the to the library the OTRC will copy collecting of radio books, the public * * * * * * * * * * ---- -materials and return the originals reading of OTR scripts, in which to you. See address on page 2. I'm greatly interested, the persuasion of radio stations to include old or new radio drama and comedy in their FEBRU~~~-,--1284: _ THE ILLUSTRATED PRESS PAGE SEVEN ----- THE ILLUSTRATED PRESS FEBRUARY, 1984 schedules. Joe Webb once wrote me. ------pjffiGRAlVl NOTES OTR Lives: I say OTR never dies. )w. It Hokay? ie , Dick Olday has shared with us a A piece of gossip. I under little program guide from WRVO, Oswego, stand that there will be an Arthur Ihow New York, a public radio station Godfrey forum at the next Friends and that identifies itself as FM 90 of OTR Convention. At least, I'll .ving Newsradtio. Of the variety of pro try to make it happen. 1ge gramming available, FM 90 Playhouse John A. Barber/President is of special interest to Old Time Vintage Broadcast Society r 00 Radio Fans. From Monday to Friday 77-02 34th Ave. II"d, and Sunday it presents old time radio Apt. B62 story and also current radio dramas; the Jackson Heights, NY l1372 .ssed Friday program es entitle, ·Sounds * * * * * * * * * * * * 'ar II. of Yesterday·, all are at 7:30 p.m. rate On Sunday, at 11 p.m. is Sunday Playhouse. ,*s of Other programs of interest at FM 90 are: Reader's Corner (Monday ~ and through Friday at 12'30 p.m.) with I are Bill Shigley reading the best in quietreach Amer1can. Humor, and t h e Leoner d f th IFeather Show (Monday at 3.30 p.m.) . e From CFRB, Toronto, 1010 Khz, ht 11" come Down Memory Lane with Ray ~ a . Sonne, which offers a variety of nos • talgia nts and Happy Listeningin '84..• est Joe O'Donnell HY DALEY 206 Lydia Lane DISCovery ~s of Cheektowaga, N.Y. By. Hy Daley includ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Bob Crosb~, Bing's kid brother, :' Guy did well for h1mself for having no Ilenfro talent (his own words). Actually ion, lrttrr.6 Bob got his first band leader job as part of a corporation band- idea put forth by Gil Rodin and Cork O'Keefe. Rodin was an agent and was looking for someone to front a new band he was putting together with another band promoter O'Keefe. Crosby got the job and the rest is BOBCAT history. Richard, before I ~orget, here's On radio Bob had several shows. my check for a year's membership in The first was in 1939 over CBS. This the Old Time Radio Club. Don't for featured such fresh new faces as 19 Peggy Lee, Kay Starr, and Jo Stafford ~uip get my Lone Ranger cassette. Maybe you'd like to join our as vocalists. The Pied Pippers and Feels. organization here in NYC. Read the Bob Haggart also were regulars. Your ring old favorite, Carroll Carroll, was other side. There have been changes. the chief writer for the series. I We're now the Vintage Broadcast Society, to avoid confusion with your When radio was first feeling group. We had to up the charge from the effects of TV, CBS used the ! $10.00 to $lS.OO. The cost of Crosby crew to fill the rating holes I• in the crumbling numbers game. In ,erV1ce xeroxing etc. is higher than we 1947 the show featured Jerry Gray's ,our thought, «(I know, I know:-Ed:») The magazine is now called ON THE Orchestra which was also used in AIR a better title than RADIO TEXT. the STANDARD series recordings. This You: as a member, could contribute show went through a variety of personnel changes over the years: W'_l Rrll",*r"s l N,I· ',-(rll JAf'\f'oINI;:' AT I an article, if you want. Ronald F~j(lll(ll'Ir.sw,r/lItI·, 010<.1 Pllk) A lib the Andrew Sisters, the MOdernaires, 5T'fLf IIlIM' 1-', ltl~, Mt !fl" KN WN Baron is working on our becoming a tax lltu ,o.r-"',,,.n-:J>,("' wAS r N~v£N ers and Giselle came and went through MEl ~ ""/1tv I t-x'.JiII T L/~d exempt group. In this way, we can the early 'SO's. He also did a stint ern keep radio memorabilia for ochers, as with JACK BENNY prior to Phil Harris. e a permanent museum. Jack Shugg, Lew He also hosted the KRAFT MUSIC HALL e Krieger, and Kevin Eastwood are for a time after Bing left the show producing the magazine. • in 1946. In the seventies Bob Crosby als As an answer to Jim Snyder, I _l would like to retort that OTR fandom toured the country with a big band will last for one hell of a long entouage with Freddy Martin, Frankie time, as long as there is genuine and Carle, Art Mooney and Buddy Morrow. unselfish interest in the hobby. The The BOBCAT sound was alive once more: te hobby can expand to include the opy collecting of radio books, the public * * * * * * * * * * als reading of OTR scripts, in which I'm greatly interested, the persuasion of radio stations to include old or new radio drama and comedy in their .PAGE EIGHT THE ILLUSTRATED P~R~E~S~S __ FEBRUARY, 1984 FEBIWAIiIL-.19.84 THE ILLUSTRATED N IC K CARTER in tell me, Mr. Baldwin, whether the attempt ye safe has been tampered with." So 1 Nick offered his cigarettes. had told a COPYRIGHT: Baldwin took one, but Chick refused STREET & SMITH He did not go I d a. guns Oct. 1933 it. Nick's special brand was too maker who strong for his assistant. And yet, a CHAPTER XVI out in the garden, I'll join you The three of them leaned there the crime TRAPPED in ten minutes. n against the wall. Then Geoff Prit men always The next morning Nick Carter Baldwin and Chick left, and chard reappeared up the cellar stairs. any safe- had his breakfast served in his room. Nick started putting on his clothes. He walked away, across the concrete and the ma Henry Winslow brought the breakfast He strapped three guns around him, platform, his heels in their heavy "It' up and took Nick Carter's suit down one in each shoulder holster, one farm boots clicking with a hollow this open, to clean it. on his hip. Then he went to the I sound. messed up While Nick was still eating, window, looked out. NiCk Carter brought himself Nick Chick Carter appeared at the door. Baldwin and Chick Carter were down to his feet by pushing his the saf'e-z "I've got your man for you, leaning against the wall of the con I shoulders against the wall. He, too, tampering boss," the detective's assistant verted stable, smoking cigarettes. walked across the concrete platform, car came a said. Nick looked up, grinning. He Even as he watched, Chick finished and the two men followed him. They on the con took a big swallow of coffee, and his cigarette, and flicked it gway reached the cellar stairs, the door the garage told Chick to bring the safe-maker from him. It rolled across the con to Which Pritchard had left open. "Iri in. crete platform in front of 'the stable NiCk Carter turned to ChiCk. Chick nodd In a few moments Chick Carter as Geoff Pritchard appeared around "That's something for us, Chickeril'l/i" Bald returned with a narrow-shouldered, a corner of the stable. He had been he said. "Pritchard doesn't always "I've got beady-eyed young man. working in the cucumber frane there. lock the cellar door when he's he said. "This is PndLi p Baldwin, Nick," He went over, stepped on the working around." holes in h Chickering announced. Then the de cigarette, and Nick Carter grinned. "Anybody who can get into a though. I tective's assistant walked across City boy that Chick was, he didn't safe that I've build," Baldwin con With the room, stood with his back to know about throwing lighted cigarettes tributed, "oughtn't to have much Baldwin fe them, while his employer questioned around out in the country. trouble with a padlock on an old going thro the safe-maker. Geoff Pritchard started to walk cellar door." Peterman h Baldwin told a straight story. toward the two men leaning on the Nick laughed dryly, and led the After a wh He had been asked by Thomas Grave barn door. Quickly, silentlY Nick way downstairs. Although it was dark perceptibl send to come out two or three years Carter slid the window open. He in the cellar, he noticed that Bald over his s before and build a safe in his cellar. wanted to hear what was said when win moved easily through the half "Two The safe had been a stock model. All Pritchard saw Baldwin. light. Evidently the safe-maker was won't take that Baldwin had had to do was to see The men were too far apart, so used to working in dark places. Five that it was cemented in properly, far, for polite conversation. Then Out of his pocket Philip Bald door of th and then set the combination. Pritchard got closer. His words win produced a stethoscope such as a shadow a Baldwin finished his story. floated up to Nick Carter gently. doctors use. cellar sta Nick sat forward in his chair and "Hello, Mr.--I'm afraid I don't "What's that for?" Nick Carter For stared at the safe-maker. remember your name," Pritchard said. asked. ter turned "Now answer this question very "But you're the chap that put in a "To listen to the tumblers," stairs. "W carefully, Mr. Baldwin," Nick said. safe for Mr. Gravesend a few years Baldwin told him. "To see if they've Pritchard. "Did you know anything about a secret ago, aren' t you?" been tampered with." didn't kno passageway that runs around the in Baldwin nodded. "Philip Baldwin," The safe-maker produced other was becaus side wall of the cellar?" he said. "You're Mr. Pritchard, Mr. instruments. He laid them all out the young Baldwin scratched his head. Gravesend's secretary." in front of the safe, dropped to his Bald "Yes," he said finally. "Gravesend Pritchard acknowledgal the recog knees. Out of his pocket he took a side of th said something about it when I first nition. "I'm not Mr. Gravesend's bull's-eye lantern. This he lit. put a new took'the job. It made it very much secretary any more, though," he said. It cast a startling white glow they want easier to put the safe in. We didn't "I rur. this farm for him now." allover the mouth of the safe, which All that d have to cut through a solid wall, Nick made a note of that. Then was still locked. Although there Nick you see. Just go through a thin Gravesend had bought the safe before were two holes bored in the knob of something wall, and there we were in this he resigned from the bank. Evidently the safe, neither Nick nor Chickering door. opening." I he had known what was coming. A said anything about them. Bald "Did you block that corridor man with that foresight, Nick thought, Baldwin looked at them with some using his up?" Nick Carter asked, still eying might very well steal his own gold, surprise. Then out of his pocket Chick foll the safe-maker carefully. fearing not only that the government he took a little jeweler's magnifying the young Baldwin shook his head. "We might take part of it away from him glass. This he fitted into his eye, vial of ac walled it all up but the top part," for hoarding, but also that the di and looked at the two holes. He glass he d he said. "You see, I just set my rectors of the bank of which he had dropped the glass into the palm of he very ell. safe in there. Then I cemented all once been head might take criminal his hand, stood up, and faced Nick. suIting st around it to protect it, set stone action against him,might try to re "There's something very queer glass. in. That's to keep the outside of capture the money that he possessed. here, Mr. Carter," Baldwin said, with "Wha the chilled steel from getting Nick turned and went downstairs. some surprise in his voice. "There Nick rusted. I fixed up the inside cellar Baldwin and Chick Carter were still are two holes bored in this tumbler. manuf'actur wall again, and there she was." leaning against the garage door. Geoff Your assistant here told me that the "Bal Nick shrugged. He was about to Pritchard had gone away. f safe was opened without any signs." the steel put another question when there was "What happened to Pritchard?" Nick Carter made no answer. he put in. a timorous tapping on the door, and Nick Carter asked. Chickering followed his lead. his own co Henry Winslow entered. He laid Chick gestured toward the cellar 1 "Furthermore," Baldwin said, for the in Nick Carter's suit down on the bed, door. It was open. "those holes were only bored yester Bald and went out again. "He had to take some vegetables day. You can tell that," he explained, voices rar. Nick lit one of his Turkish down there," Chick said. "by the amount of rust that has gotten safe. "Th cigarettes and stood up. "Wait till he gets out," Nick on to the shavings." he said. "Chickering," he said to his Carter told the other two men, "and "I know," Nick Carter said about sars assistant, "if you'll take Mr.Baldwin then we'll go down. I want you to finally. "Some crooks made another Agal [LLUSTRATED"""'''''''''!d!£~''''-:..!l!"",",!,,- PRESS FEBRUARY, 1984 THE ILLUST ~RTE in tell me, Mr. Baldwin, whether the attempt yesterday to get at the gold~ R safe has been tampered with." So far, Nick thought, Baldwin Nick offered his cigarettes. had told a remarkably straight story. Baldwin took one, but Chick refused He did not believe it was the safe d s. guns Oct. 1933 it. Nick's special brand was too maker who had gotten the gold out. strong for his assistant. And yet, as had been pointed out when out in the garden, I'll join you The three of them leaned there the crime was first committed, two in ten minutes." against the wall. Then Geoff Prit men always know the combination so ~er Baldwin and Chick left, and chard reappeared up the cellar stairs. any safe--the man who owns the safe Nick started putting on his clothes. He walked away, across the concrete and the man who built it. I room. tfast He strapped three guns around him, platform, his heels in their heavy "It'll take me some time to get down one in each shoulder holster, one farm boots CliCking with a hollow this open," Baldwin told Nick. "They've on his hip. Then he went to the J sound. messed up the combination:" window, looked out. Nick Carter brought himself NiCk and Chick squatted behind ~, lor. Baldwin and Chick Carter were down to his feet by pushing his the safe-maker, watched him go to work leaning against the wall uf the con shoulders against the wall. He, too, tampering with the knob. OUtside, a I, verted stable, smoking cigarettes. I walked across the concrete platform, car came around the house, stopped It Even as he watched, Chick finished and the two men followed him. They on the concrete platform in front of ~. He his cigarette, and flicked it away reached the cellar stairs, the door the garage. ind from him. It rolled across the con to which Pritchard had left open. "Iris," Nick Carter said idly. fker crete platform in front of 'the stable Nick Carter turned to Chick. Chick nodded. "That's someth.ing for us, Ch i cker-Lng" fter as Geoff Pritchard appeared around Baldwin looked over his Shoulder. a corner of the stable. He had been he said. "Pritchard doesn't always "I've got one of the numbers set now," red, working in the cucumber frane there. lock the cellar door when he's he said. "The guy who drove these He went over, stepped on the working around." holes in here ruined the second dial, lick, " "Anybody who can get into a i de cigarette, and Nick Carter grinned. though. I'll have to skip it." City boy that Chick was, he didn't safe that I've build," Baldwin con With some sort of sensitive hook, Iss tributed, "oughtn't to have much ;0 know about throwing lighted cigarettes Baldwin felt around inside the knob, loned around out in the country. trouble with a padlock on an old going through the hole that MUlligan's Geoff Pritchard started to walk cellar door." Peterman had drilled the day before. m~n Nick laughed dryly, and led the ~ory. toward the two leaning on the After a while there was an almost im rve barn door. Quickly, silently Nick way downstairs. Although it was dark perceptible click. Baldwin looked rears Carter slid the window open. He in the cellar, he noticed that Bald over his shoulder. . wanted to hear what was said when win moved easily through the half "Two more now, II he said. "They cellar. light. Evidently the safe-maker was L. All Pritchard saw Baldwin. won't take me long." The men were too far apart, so used to working in dark places. Five minutes later he swung the to see Out of his pocket Philip Bald door of the safe back. As he did so, ~y , far, for polite conversation. Then Pritchard got closer. His words win produced a stethoscope such as a shadow appeared at the top of the floated up to Nick Carter gently. doctors use. cellar stairs. ,. "What's that for?" Nick Carter For no reason at all, Nick Car Ind "Hello, Mr.--I'm afraid I don't remember your name," Pritchard said. asked. ter turned his head, called up the "But you're the chap that put in a "To listen to the tumblers," stairs: "We're busy down here now, very Baldwin told him. "To see if they've laid. safe for Mr. Gravesend a few years Pritchard. Come back later." NiCk ago, aren't you?" been tampered with." didn't know why he did it, unless it secret The safe-maker produced other was because he was tired of seeing ! in- Baldwin nodded. "Philip Baldwin," he said. "You're Mr. Pritchard, Mr. instruments. He laid them all out the young fortune hunter. in front of the safe, dropped to his I. Gravesend's secretary." Baldwin was examining the in Pritchard acknowledgErl the recog knees. Out of his pocket he took a side of the safe door. "I'll have to Ind bull's-eye lantern. This he lit. first nition. "I'm not Mr. Gravesend's put a new knob on that," he said, "if secretary any more, though," he said. It cast a startling white glow they want to use this safe any more. much allover the mouth of the safe, which -didn't "I r-un this farm for him now." All that drilling ruined the thing." a, Nick made a note of that. Then was still locked. Although there Nick didn't answer. Chick said Gravesend had bought the safe before were two holes bored in the knob of something about locking the stable :n the safe, neither Nick nor Chickering I he resigned from the bank. Evidently door. he had known what was coming. A said anything about them. Baldwin crept inside the safe, man with that foresight, Nick thought, Baldwin looked at them with some using his bull'-eye lantern. Nick and lor surprise. Then out of his pocket lying might very well steal his own gold, Chick followed him. Out of his pocket fearing not only that the government he took a little jeweler's magnifying the young safe man produced a little might take part of it away from him glass. This he fitted into his eye, vial of acid. With this and a bit of Ie and looked at the two holes. He !I"t," for hoarding, but also that the di glass he dabbed at the walls. Then rectors of the bank of which he had dropped the glass into the palm of he very carefUlly examined the re lily his hand, stood up, and faced Nick. I all once been head might take criminal sulting stain through his jeweler's action against him,might try to re "There's something very queer glass. lOne here, Mr. Carter," Baldwin said, with "What's that for?" Chick asked. I of capture the money that he possessed. Nick turned and went downstairs. some surprise in his voice. "There Nick explained for the safe cellar Baldwin and Chick Carter were still are two holes bored in this tumbler. manufacturer, who seemed to be busy. , leaning against the garage door. Geoff Your assistant here told me that the "Baldwin's testin,,; to see if Pritchard had gone away. safe was opened without any signs." the steel on the wall is the same that rut to Nick Carter made no answer. I was "What happened to Pritchard?" he put in. A safe man usually has Nick Carter asked. Chickering followed his lead. his own combination of chilled steel Iand Chick gestured toward the cellar ' J "Furthermore," Baldwin said, for the inside of a safe." " "those holes were only bored yester Baldwin looked around. Their I bed, door. It was open. "He had to take some vegetables day. You can tell that," he explained, voices rang hollowly inside the big i down there," Chick said. "by the amount of rust that has gotten safe. "That's right, Mr. Carter," ~h "Wait till he gets out," Nick on to the shavings." he said. "You must know something Carter told the other two men, "and "I know," Nick Carter said about safe manufacturing yourself." ~~dwin then we'll go down. I want you to finally. "Some crooks made another Again Nick didn't answer. Chick J PAGE. TEN THE ILLUSTR~ PRESS FEBRUARY 1984 was the one who spoke up. looked from his chief to Baldw1n. "A safe like this must cost a , then back again. FEBRUARY 1984 THE ILLUSTRATED good deal of money," he offered. The other two men were pale. was a new development in safe build- f He Baldwin shook his head. "Grave- startle-eyed. Nick was staring at ing. warm aa send saved money on this one." he Baldwin. Baldwin was staring at On this model there was only a it agai told the two detective proudly. "I Nick. little oil hole. through which each his gra got it for him cheap. The manufac- "What is it?" Chick said, reali separate tembler could be reached. Ni, turers of this line brought out a zation suddenly dawning upon him. The oil hole was still open, but it remnant later model. and they were clearing Nick Carter looked all around was filled with Chilled steel. The not bit, He it out." him then he dropped to one knee, drills of the gangsters the day be l The safe man had worked all the pulled an envelope and a pencil out fore had been reaching for the same He, way down one wall now. He was di- of his pocket, and started to figure. spot. They had knocked all the bars hole, t1 vering particular attention to the Once he stood up, and stretched his out of line. ShOuld~ corners. the joints, between the arms from the ceiling to the floor, Baldwin was now trying to reopen connect floor and the wall. to see how high the safe was. the channel, to get at the bars. Nick getting "I'll swear. Mr. Carter." "What is it?" Chick repeated, Carter patted the safe man on the Baldwin said over his shoulder, looking at Baldwin. shoulder. Obvio~s, "there's been no one tampering with "Drilling through the knob and "Let me work a while." he said. seemed ~ this safe. That is, no one but the through the tumbler," Baldwin said Baldwin stepped aside quiet#y. and mechanis people that drilled those holes yes- hollowly. "ruined some of the NiCk Carter took the little drill be disrupt, terday. and they didn't get the safe meChanism of the safe. We can't tween his hard palms. bored a' open." open it from the inside. Not without Under the muscular efforts of ments o~ ..O.K .... Nick said. "We might our drills." Nick, the drill went much faster. the resi just as well get out. then." "You left your drills out?" Nick After a while it began to burn Nick's right b~ Baldwin shook his head. "I' 11 Carter asked, almost lightly. palms. and he laid it down. Baldwin clearedl check up on the other wall. just Baldwin nodded. looked at him. all to d to be sure,· he told NiCk Carter. "All except one little pocket "I'm afraid it will crack."Nick Bu1 Nick went to the very rear of drill," he said. "and it would take said. "It was getting too hot." an idea .. the safe. With the butt of a gun he us hours to drill through the tumblers Baldwin nodded. Nick looked at one of ~ rapped on the ceiling. It had a of the safe with that." the safe man. Baldwin's face was cartridll hollow rin~. Nick Carter grinned, his face dripping with sweat, his eyes were picked ~ He tr1ed the two side walls, looking livid in the light from the sunk deep into his head. his nos put it 11 the rear wall. the floor. The rear bull's-eye. "It can't take us hours," trils vibrated with each breath that on the 8 wall and the floor resounded dull~, he said firmly, his lips trying to he took. at the q the side walls sounded hollow. Th1s make a joke of what his eyes could Nick knew the symptoms--air ChJ checked Nick Carter's own knowledge-- not regard humorously. "for I've poisoning. garded " that there was an open s~ce above just figured up. There's enough The detective look around at Nick rea the safe and on the two s1de walls, air inside this safe to last three his assistant. Chick was sprawled could se but noneon the floor. none on the men about twelve minutes. You'd over on one shoulder. his head lolling. think tJi back. .. better get to work." He, too, was nearly out. The air for CODUl Behind him. Baldw1n was st111 Baldwin reached into his pocket was giving out in their little cell. The making little acid dabs at th: wall. and took out a tiny drill. This he NiCk Carter felt the chill an eaais Chick was watching over Baldw1n's put against the inside of the door, clutch of beat at his heart. He "Let's El shoulder. started twiddling it. It made a tiny, pushed Baldwin. and the safe man burn the Suddenly there was a step out- almost invisible scratch on the rolled over. hy still. Cold drops awful wa side on the concrete floor of the chilled steel surface. of sweat trickled down Nick's fore Nic cellar. Nick turned. He could not head. tugging I see past Baldwin's bull's-eye lantern, CHAPTER XVII Both his companions had fainted his fillll which the safe man waS directing at BALDWIN GIVES UP already. Their time must be nearly to his f a little crack in the ceiling of the Nick Carter crouched behind up. Only Nick Carter's stalwart He tried safe. Baldwin. not so close so as to hamper physique. his trained body, was able hand. "Accidental," Baldwin muttered. the safe expert's movements. but to resist the toxic poisoning of the Nic At that moment Nick Carter saw close enough to watch what Baldwin carbon dioxide that was filling went on what was happening. The door of the was doing. Chick squatted in the their cell. Cat safe was swinging shut. ba:;'{of the safe. his back against NiCk Carter picked up the drill brass ca He flung himself forward, be the chilled steel wall. again. This time he twirled it with the safe tween Chick and Baldwin, flew at One he took a cigarette out of almost feveriSh anxiety. ping on the safe door. As his fingers his pocket, put it in his mouth. Suddenly it slipped in his hand, ridge. touched it, the big door clicked shut. went forward a little Nick knew oil hole Then. just before he struck the match. that he had penetrated the inner Outside, NiCk Carter heard some he rembered. Oxygen was important, Sud one twirl the knob. Then he heard was necessary. He did not dare light lining of the door. man jum~ nothing. All was silent inside the any matches. He pulled the drill out. laid at the e safe. except for the breathing of Baldwin worked on. He was hold it down carefully. With the butt of at Nick. the three men, sounding stertorously ing the tiny drill between the palms his gun he rapped on the door a few "Le inside the hollow safe. of his two hands. and rUbbing the times. tried to sound out the mechan "Let me' Baldwin had snatched up his lamp, ism of the safe. chilled turned it on the door. Chick Carter palms back and forth to give the drill Whoever had locked them in there. a rotary motion. This had already t finger !1 spoke cheerfully. made a small hole in the door of the he knew. would not come back. and that suz "Here's where we'll see a real • would make every effort to keep other Nic safe, a hole hardly as big as that a people from coming into the room. example of, your work. Mr. Baldwin." dentist would make in a tooth. him to c he said. "Let's see how fast you There was no use in shouting, in hold the Nick Carter ~new what was wrong. pounding on the door. can get us out." As Baldwin had said, this was an ob .. ,ierked 1 Half comically. the famous de Nick located another place under flying I'1I tective's assistant pulled a watch solete model of safe. In the new which a tumbler should be. He started model. a rod put inside the door another out of his pocket, held it up to his drilling again. j~ could be lifted. This would immedi again eyes. Then, sensing something wrong, When the drill got hot, Nick Bal ately center all the tumblers, and Carter stopped. laid it down, and Chick replaced the watch quietly. He the door could be opened. But that dropped looked at his watch. Eleven minutes were dre had gone by. He had to get out almost were bre 1mrnediately. difficul E ILLUS~ESS __~RUARY 1984 I ~~~~ed from his chief to Baldwin, fEBRUARY 1984 THE ILLUSTRATED PRESS PAGE E EVEN ost a , then back again. ed. The other two men were pale, was a new development in safe build He picked up the drill, still "Grave startle-eyed. Nick was staring at ing. warm as it was, and started twirling " he Baldwin, Baldwin was staring at On this model there was only a it again. Suddenly it broke in s- "I Nick. little oil hole, through Which each his grasp. nufac "What is it?" Chick said, reali separate tembler could be reached. NiCk tried t~ work with the ut ~ zation.suddenly dawning upon him. The oil hole was still open, but it remnant of the bit, but it would ear1ng N1Ck Carter looked all around was filled with Chilled steel. The not bite into the steel. him then he dropped to one knee, drills of the gangsters the day be He Was trapped. all the pulled an envelope and a pencil out fore had been reaching for the same He looked at the former oil s di- of his pocket, and started to figure. spot. They had knocked all the bars hole, the. part through which he o the Once he stood up, and stretched his out of line. should have been able to reach the the arms from the ceiling to the floor, Baldwin waS now trying to reopen connecting rod. He saw no way of to see how high the safe was. the channel, to get at the bars. Nick getting through there. "What is it?" Chick repeated, Carter patted the safe man on the Baldwin had not attached that r, looking at Baldwin. shoulder. obvious spot, for a reason that g with "Drilling through the knob and "Let me work a while," he said. seemed clear to Nick Carter. The ut the through the tumbler," Baldwin said Baldwin stepped aside quiet#y, and mechanism of the safe had been so es yes hollowly, "ruined some of the Nick Carter took the little drill be disrupted that even if Baldwin had he safe mechanism of the safe. We can't tween his hard palms. bored a hole through the loose frag open it from the inside. Not without Under the muscular efforts of ments of the bar inside the oil hole, might our drills." Nick, the drill went much faster. the rest of the bar might have dropped "You left your drills out?" Nick After a while it began to burn Nick's right back into the spot that he had 1'11 Carter asked, almost lightly. palms, and he laid it down. Baldwin cleared, and he would have had it ust Baldwin nodded. looked at him. all to do over again. tel'. "All except one little pocket "I'm afraid it will crack,"Nick But Nick Carter suddenly got ar of drill," he said, "and it would take said. "It was getting too hot." an idea. Feverishly he broke open gun he us hours to drill through the tumblers Baldwin nodded. Nick looked at one of his revolvers, dumped six d a of the safe with that." the safe man. Baldwin's face was cartridges down on the floor. He Nick Carter grinned, his face dripping with sweat, his eyes were picked up one of the cartridges, ns, looking livid in the light from the sunk deep into his head, his nos put it between his teeth. bit down e rear bull's-eye. "It can't take us hours," trils vibrated with each breath that on the soft lead, his fingers pulling dully, he said firmly, his lips trying to he took. at the copper shell at the same time. • This make a joke of what his eyes could Nick knew the symptoms--air Chick's eyes Came open, he re dedge- not regard humorously, "for I've poisoning. garded Nick Carter dreamily, dopily. above just figured up. There's enough The detective look around at NiCk realized that if his assistant ralls, air inside this safe to last three his assistant. Chick was sprawled could see what he was doing he would the men about twelve minutes. You'd over on one shoulder, his head lolling. think that Nick was trying some plan better get to work." He, too, was nearly out. The air for committing suicide. gtill Baldwin reached into his pocket was giving out in their little cell. Then Chick spoke. "I've got I wall. and took out a tiny drill. This he NiCk Carter felt the chill an easier way, boss," he told Nick. Ln's put against the inside of the door, clutch of beat at his heart. He "Let's each light a cigarette, and started twiddling it. It made a tiny pushed Baldwin, and the safe man burn the air up fast. This is an ~ out almost invisible scratch on the ' rolled over, By still. Cold drops awful way to go." the chilled steel surface . of sweat trickled down Nick's fore Nick shook his head, went on .d not head. tuggingat the bullet with his teeth, lantern, CHAPrER XVII Both his companions had fainted his fingers. Chick Carter staggered .ng at BALDWIN GIVES UP already. Their time must be nearly to his feet, Came across to Nick. of the Nick Carter crouched behind up. Only Nick Carter's stalwart He tried to pull at the detective's Baldwin, not so close so as to hamper physique, his trained body, was able hand. :tered. the safe expert's movements, but to resist the toxic poisoning of the Nick shoved him aside impatiently, IT saw close enough to watch what Baldwin carbon dioxide that was filling went on tugging. The bullet came open. of the was doing. Chick squatted in the their cell. Carefully Nick Carter held the ba:;'{ of the safe, his back against NiCk Carter picked up the drill brass cartridge to the oil hole of be the chilled steel wall. again. This time he twirled it with the safe, carefully he started tap at One he took a cigarette out of almost feverish anxiety. ping on the rear of the brass cart Suddenly it slipped in his hand, ridge. Gunpowder spilled inside the ~d his pocket, put it in his mouth. shut. Then, just before he struck the match, went forward a Iittl e Nick knew oil hole. d some he rembered. Oxygen was important, that he had penetrated the inner Suddenly, Baldwin came to. The llard was necessary. He did not dare light lining of the door. man jumped to his feet. Foam showed ie the He pulled the drill out, laid at the corners of his mouth. He dove of any matches. it down carefully. With the butt of at Nick Carter. rously Baldwin worked on. He was hold ing the tiny drill between the palms his gun he rapped on the door a few "Let me out:" Baldwin screamed. ! of his two hands, and rubbing the times, tried to sound out the mechan "Let me out:" He clawed at the lis lamp, palms back and forth to give the drill ism of the safe. chilled steel door, as though his arter a rotary motion. This had already Whoever had locked them in there, finger nails could carve holes in made a small hole in the door of the • he knew, would not come back, and that surface. . real • would make every effort to keep other Nick jerked him back, tossed ,in," safe, a hole hardly as big as that a dentist would make in a tooth. people from coming into the room. him to Chick Carter. Chick tried to ~ou There was no use in shouting, in hold the safe expert, but Baldwin Nick Carter ~new what was wrong. pounding on the door. jerked loose, came over to Nick in a ~ As Baldwin had said, this was an ob • de solete model of safe. In the new NiCk located another place under flying rush, just as Nick had put ~tch which a tumbler should be. He started another bullet in his mouth, was to his model, a rod put inside the door drilling again. again jerking at the cartridge. could be lifted. This would immedi When the drill got hot, Nick Baldwin bumped Nick, and Nick [wrong, ately center all the tumblers, and fy ' He the door could be opened. But that Carter stopped, laid it down, and dropped the bullet. All three men looked at his watch. Eleven minutes were drenched with sweat, all three had g?ne by. He had to get out almost were breathing with the greatest 1nmed1ately. difficulty. d PAGE TWELVE THE ILLUSTRATED PRESS FEBRUARY 1984 FEBRUARY 1984 in the safe. There could be hardly Baldwin was getting to be a any air left. nuisance. Nick turned, and gravely, He poured more gunpowder down sadly thrust his fist against Bald into the oil hole. Again he fumbled wins jaw. The safe man went over with his matches. There seemed to be backward, landed on Chick. Both men five boxes of matches, ten hands lay still. floating around in front of his eyes. Nick Carter looked around. For He looked at the oil hole. It all he knew, Chick might already be was a myriad of oil holes now. Nick dead. But this was no time to in Carter was as a man drunk, his brain vestigate. could not distinguish between the With gigantic strength, with fake visions and the real visions feverish haste, Nick jerked another his~es bullet from another shell, poured that brought to him. His more gunpowder into the oil hole. muscles refused to answer the bid we~ With luck, Nick knew, he might be ding of his mind. Millie. able to cause an explosion that Nick pulled back his open hand, so we W1 would send the broken end of the slapped at his face furiously. He format. I Could hardly feel the blow, although Krug who' bar out, would push it against the stre~th tumblers. he had put all his behind it. issue. Jj He slapped again and aga1n. broken PJ! Nick jerked open another bullet, Suddenly his palm felt moist. poured more gunpowder into the aper almost a: Nick looked down. There was blood Ken could ture. This time the powder would on it. He had hit himself so hard a~ not go all the way in. Nick tapped We all that he had broken the surface of his In ~ on the door with the butt of his skin, and yet he had hardly felt it. revolver. The powder settled a issue, olJ But his eyes cleared for a mo page thr~ little, but some sifted onto the ment. Leaning his forehead against floor, and Nick knew that the oil for repa! the safe door, Nick PUShed the box working ~ hole was full. of matches toward the oil hole, broke w~ ar~nd typing Looking at the two un a match off, rubbed it along the Nic! conscious men, Nick fumbled in his sandpaper. It wouldn't catch. Chapter 2 pocket. He could not find any He rubbed it again and again. matches. He started to cross over The Shada Nick had completely forgotten his from 193:1 to where Chick way lying. Out of objective, completely forgotten why THI~ the corner of his eye, Nick had seen he was in this safe, that he was RECEIVE ~ his assistant about to light a cig looking for Gravesend's gold. All MEMBERSH~ arette. He knew that Chick had that remained in his fogged brain We ~ matches. was the necessity for striking that issue. . Halfway across the big safe match, and then leaning against the Nick Carter stumbled, fell to the Dic! door with all his strength What .. t floor. His chest heaved and then would have been a simple act to any was still for a moment. man in his normal senses now seemed Then it heaved again, and a like a whole career to Nick Carter, TAPE LI: gasping, retching sob tore at his like the most important thing he had $1.50 P throat. Everything was blurring be ever done. per mom fore Nick Carter's eyes. He was He rubbed the match along the month; I losing consciousness, he knew. sandpaper again. It flared up, per morr But, desperately, fighting with burned his fingers. Nick could feel cluded , every bit of his brain, his muscles, the pain. are the he dragged himself to his knees, Probably that was all that saved APO-6o¢, crept across the greasy surface of him, for the pain cleared his brain each ad, the safe floor. The chilled steel each cal for a moment, and as the gunpowder Canada: . lining of the safe was slimy now caught and boomed inside the safe with the water that had condensed door, Nick lurched forward. His once for eacl from the three men's breath. powerful body hit the safe door. for eact Nick landed slithering next to It moved a little, then swung 'All ta~ Chick. His fingers felt as clumsy open. Nick fell out onto the con first cJ as thumbs. There was hardly any crete floor of the cellar. _.--_.~ -- feeling in them. But he fumbled The dank air of the cellar felt ,TOIIIGHT I through Chick's pocket, got the gratefUlly cool to the detective. He matches. crawled back, still weak, although Nick fought his way back against the strength was returning fast. His invisible enemy that has assailed fingers closed on Chick's collar, him, to the door. When he got there, and he dragged his assistant out he had to rest his cheek against onto the cellar floor, sucking in the slimy surface of the steel for huge breaths of the life-giving air a moment, before he could get the as he did so. strength to light the match. ~ A moment later, Baldwin was Finally he got his head up. lying behind him. His fingers fumbled with the match, Nick collapsed over the two struck it. It glowed fitfully in men he had saved. the oxygen-robbed air, went out before Nick Carter could get it to • * * * CONTINUED NEXT ISSUE • * • the mouth of the oil hole. Nick realized that every match he lit took that much more oxygen from the inside of the safe. He shrugged a little, with some of his
I FEBRUARY 1984 THE ILLUSTRATED PRESS PAGE THIRTEEN ~ ILLUSTRATED PRESS FEBRUARY 1984 Je a old bravado. If he couldn't get in the safe. There could be hardly ~ravely, any air left. the door open, it might be well to He poured more gunpowder down ~ Bald- set something larger than a match into the oil hole. Again he fumbled over on fire, end this agony as quickly with his matches. There seemed to be rth men as possible. five boxes of matches, ten hands His eyes dull, Nick poised the floating around in front of his eyes. id, For second match, the box, right near He looked at the oil hole. It lady be the oil hole. His principle was was a myriad of oil holes now. Nick ;0 in- , sound, he knew. There was enough Carter was as a man drunk, his brain confinement inside the oil hole to could not distinguish between the with make the powder act as an explosive, fake visions and the real visions to keep it from just burning, as it mother that his ~es brought to him. H~S lured would if laid on the floor of the muscles refused to answer the b1d Welcome back to our former size. ioLe , safe. ding of his mind. Millie has returned as our printer, It be He rubbed the match along the Nick pulled back his open hand, so we will be continuing in this rat sandpaper part of the box, rubbing slapped at his face furiously. He format. Our thanks go out to Ken the it toward the oil hole. It caught could hardly feel the blow, although Krug who tried to print our last It the the second time he rubbed, and glowed, he had put all his strength behind it. issue. Reams of ruined paper, a with a queer, colored light, not at He slapped again and again. broken printer, a lost weekend and ~ bullet, all like an ordinary match. Suddenly his palm felt moist. almost a nervous breakdown were all Ie aperc Nick pushed the burning match Nick looked down. There was blood Ken could come up with for his efforts. ,auld into the oil hole. There was a on it. He had hit himself so hard We all appreciate your efforts, Ken. tapped sizzle, then a dull boom. that he had broken the surface of his In the process of typing this his Nick heard a clanking noise as skin, and yet he had hardly felt it. issue, our typewriter broke down (see la the bar was thrown up a little. He But his eyes cleared for a mo page three) and had to be sent out the flung himself against the door. For ment. Leaning his forehead against for repairs. Everything seems to be , oil a moment he thought the safe was the safe door, Nick pushed the box working properly know (it's hard going to open. Then the bar settled of matches toward the oil hole, broke typing with my fingers crossed). '0 un down again, and Nick knew that he a match off, rubbed it along the Nick Carter concludes with .n his had not moved quickly enough, that sandpaper. It wouldn't catch. Chapter 21. Coming this spring ... ly his drained, dull body had not thrown He rubbed it again and again. The Shadow and The Treasures of Death lover himself against the door with enough Nick had completely forgotten his from 1933. It of force, enough speed. objective, completely forgotten why THIS WILL BE THE LAST ISSUE YOU lad seen He picked up a new bullet. He he was in this safe, that he was RECEIVE IF YOU HAVE NOT RENEWED YOUR a cig had a lot of trouble getting the looking for Gravesend's gold. All MEMBERSHIP FOR 1984: lad lead out of the shell. His teeth, that remained in his fogged brain We hope to see you all next his fingers, were not as strong as was the necessity for striking that issue. iaf'e they had been. He couldn't manage it. match, and then leaning against the Dick and Arlene , the Nick laid the bullet down on door with all his strength What then the floor. Picking up his empty would have been a simple act to any * * * * * * * * * * * * * revolver, he hit at the lead with man in his normal senses now seemed id a the butt of it. This was dangerous, like a whole career to Nick Carter, TAPE LIBRARY RATES: 2400' reel his Nick knew--it might cause the bullet like the most important thing he had $1.50 per month; 1800' reel-$1.25 'ing be to go off. But it was his only chance. ever done. per month; 1200' reel-$l.oO per was The third blow broke the cart He rubbed the match along the month; cassette and records-$.50 ridge. Carefully Nick scooped up sandpaper again. It flared up, per month. Postage must be in .ng with the gunpowder, praying against hope burned his fingers. Nick could feel eluded with all orders and here IUscles, that it would not have gotten damp the pain. are the rates: For the USA and .es , on the floor. He crammed it into Probably that was all that saved APO-60¢ for one reel. 35¢ for .ce of the oil hole . him, for the pain cleared his brain each additional reel; 35¢ for steel With his handkerchief he mopped for a moment, and as the gunpowder each cassette and record. For , now off a place on the f~oor. to lay h~s. caught and boomed inside the safe Canada: $1.35 for one reel, 85¢ nsed nexttullet. He hit 1t w1th surpr1s1ng door, Nick lurched forward. His once for each additional reel; 85¢ precision. The lead came ~ut. powerful body hit the safe door. for each cassette and record. text to Nick poured more prec10us gun It moved a little, then swung 'All tapes to Canada are mailed .umsy powder down into the hole. He laid open. Nick fell out onto the con first class. any a third bullet on his constructed crete floor of the cellar. 'led chopping block, again raised the The dank air of the cellar felt ,TONIGHT AT 7:30 TONIGHT AT 1:30 he pistol. . gratefully cool to the detective. He Then everything got black 1n crawled back, still weak, although nst the front of Nick Carter's ~es. He fell strength was returning fast. His ,iled over, cracking his head against the fingers closed on Chick's collar, t there, floor. . and he dragged his assistant out nst The blow brought him to a 11ttle, onto the cellar floor, sucking in ,1 for ripped him into consciousness. Nick huge breaths of the life-giving air ; the knew that he must not collapse ..The as he did so. lives of three men depended on 1t. • A moment later, Baldwin was up. He opened his eyes. The oil lying behind him. match, hole of the safe seemed miles above Nick collapsed over the two :y in his head as he lay there on the safe men he had saved. nrt floor. He wriggled all his muscles, it to ~rked, pulled on his achi~g ches~. * * * CONTINUED NEXT ISSUE * * * Finally he was knee11~g a~a1n. ~ match He broke the third bullet 1n f1ve -di.1 CBS .950. WIBX :ygen tries. Precious time was being con TIl 1111 C OSIY SlOW He sumed Nick Carter knew. They had :of his overstayed the time alloted to them » n: Career
/or george BUmJ May 23, JIHH Wil~out grade ~
By MARGARET McMANUS
ing room. wearing a silk. , could feel it down to my rr~u~:n;~II~:a;:ft8~t: lined red woo I bathrobe, feet. But I didn't have any vision, but this coming sea scuff. on his feet, smoking choice. I either had to work son. beginning mid-Septem a cigar. alone, or quit working. And ber, George Bum. will be "I smoke about 20 cigars I gotta work. Now It's fine. a day and I sing 22, songs. I like it" ~~dyin .ld ~·:t ~erip':i Gives me a full day." Mondays (eb. 7). He is wearing glasses. GEORGE BURNS has • Connie Stevens will be which he has never worn on well ordered, n i c e l y b.l Wendy and she is almost. stage, and he is not wear anced life which pleases him but not quite •• Gracie AJ:' ing his toupee, without very much. len. "It's the same general which he has never appeared He gets up a b o u t 8 type," said George, "Wl!III In public. o'clock, has a Iwim in the dy'. just • little oft center." He looks like his own old pool, breakfasts at leisure She pl.y. the part of an er brother. but he still does and goes to th.eoffice of his airline stewardess who. with not look bis f)1 years. He i., Mac:Cadden Productions, her husband. I i vel in an In fact, a man engrossed in named for a·street where .partment building owned a new career. his brother once lived. NEW CAREER-Coule Slevens, formerly of Hawaiian Eye, joint III .by George Burns, who play. Besidea Wendy and Me, In a new 'IV series starting In the Fan. George p!ays Connie'. Ii himself, cigar and all. AfTER 4' YEAJlS worle- hi. company Is producing ''They wanted to get a Ing as a Itraight man for· another new series this see North Maple Drive about fri~ comedienne for the part and Gracie Allen, George BumII' SOD. No Time for Sergeants. comfortable. When' go out, closest that would have been fatal," began working as 8 single which will immediately pre 4:30, has an hour's nap and , hove to get into t ha t Benny&, do not Burna ..Id,· "80 , did the just five years ago. , cede him at 8:30 PM, Mon- , by 6:30 he'. ready for a toupee and that's a lot of in Palm SpriIq castlng. , kn... what we '" was scared," he ..id. days, on ABC·1V (Ch, 7). couple of martinis and a trouble. It's very tiresome. ends, ,. needed was • good actresa "I didn't really believe I After a morning of work good dinner. "Here at home, we may "Jack'. just. and Connie Stevens fl a could make it by myself. ling with the writers and "We got a great cook," he go to one party a week. So house in Palm! 800d actrna. loved wOrking with Gracie. producers, Bums goes to his said, "and that'. fortunate. you know 40 or 50 people Bums. "He's III ·'Graele was never a I didn't have to do anything. club, the Hillcrest Country Gracie never could cook. and they each give a party Spring. right .. comedienne. Gracie wa. a I'd just ask: her 8 question Club, where he has lunch She made hamburgers once - weU, that kills a season put on a pair t great actress, She believed and she was off for half an and plays bridge. and they were so hot, for you." J... they got. the part and she played it hour. And , collected ju.t '''' pia y with anybody flames· shot out of my ears." Who needs PlI .trai&ht. al much money as she did. who'll play with me," he. Bums said he lovel his HE ALWAYS enjoy..... 'got evOl}'llliJlt '"One night Lynn Fontaine "The first couple times I said. "I ling better than 1 here and , . and Alfred· Loot were bere went out there as a mono- play bridge but I think a home. and whenever he has ing other entertainers per a choice, he prefers to stay fonn, but he catch.. all the travel." for dinner and Lynn looked loguist, it was m u r d e r. very good game." _'!'..•.• across the table at Gracie Something was missing and He com e s home to at home. acbJ during the month he and she said to her. "you '" go to New York only appears in Las Vegas. know, Gracie, you're a SU-, when I have to go on busl "Everybody t urn 8 up perb aetren. She was right, ness." he said. "I enjoy it, there," he said. "and I've but not too many people but if' only have to be there got my toupee on anyway, realize that." lix dayl, I don't stay seven. so I might as well go out:' "It's a question of being The Bums. unlike their GEORGE BURNS and Gracie Allen have beenmar ried 39 years. For 26 year.. they have lived iD a white house on North Maple Drive In Beverly Hills, Calif. It has a curving red brick waJk leading to the front door, a lawn so green and mani cured it hardly looks real. , At the back of the house. I the bay window in the liv Ing room looks over another green lawn and flower bor ders and a swimming pool. George swims in that pool .. every day and then he takes his exercises.
AT 5:30 this May after noon, with the California sun beginning to drop be CV11E-e.q hind the pep per trees, RADIO STAR~r.cie and George Bum. in 1541 ,the .. George Burns sat in his liv- when they were big stars on the radie, GEORGE AND GRACIE Career usually see their children and grandchildren once a week. Their daughter. Sandra, is married to Steve Luckman, the son of Charles Luckman, the archi tect. They have two daugh ters. Laurie 8. and Lisa 6. The Borns' son. Ronnie, May 23, 11164 is not married, but he has his own house .,nd when the Luckmans come to dinner, r he usually comes too. Except for this weekly in vasion, it is a quiet house. There is not a sign of Gracie. A butler in a white co a t occasionally, unob grade trusively a p pea r I to an "nounce a phone call or straighten a dn.pery, or wipe out an ashtray. A door By MARGARET McMANUS opens and there is a quick glimpse of a cook softly at work in the kitchen. iDee ing room, wearing a silk~ 1 could feel it down to my 1eIe_. lined red woo I bathrobe, feet. But I didn't have any The sun slants across the Kuff. on his feet, smoking choice. I either had to work pool and lights a flower bed 1Im a cigar. alone, or quit working. And of pink and red geraniums. lba 101 smoke about 20 cigars I gena work. Now It's fine. A watery spray turns over riel, a day and I sing 22 songs. I like it:' the green lawn. Bums and 'PM Gives me a full day." Allen, 41 yean in vaude He is wearing g l a s s e s, GEORGE BURNS has a ville, in nightclubs, in radio ·be which he has never worn on well ordered, nicely bal 'and on television, are now lOll. stage, and he is not wear anced life which pleases him elegantly, permanently at ing his toupee, h 0 u t very much. ,AI' wit bome. ~ ...------J IOF8I which he has never appeared He gets up about 8 ' r..· In public. o'clock, has a swim in the lor." He looks like his own old pool, breakfasts at leisure 1m er brother, but he still does and goes to the office of his with not look his ~ yean. He iB, MacCadden Productions. 1m In fact. a man engrossed In named for a street where NEW CAREER-Connle Stevens, lonnerty 01 Hawaiian Eye, Joins George Bura a new career. his brother once lived. med p~ay' lay. Besides Wendy and Me, In a new TV serfes startln. In lbe Fall. George Connie'. landlord. AFI'ER 41 YEARS work- his company is producing • a tng as a straight man for another new series this sea North Maple Drive about I aDd Gracie Allen, George Burns- son, No Tune for Sergeants, comfortable. When go out, closest friends; the J a c k 4:30, has an hour's nap and taL" began working as a lingle wbich will immediately pre I bave to get into that Bennys, do not own a house the just five yean ago. , cede him at 8:30 PM, Mon· by 6:30 he's ready for a toupee and that's a lot of in Palm Springs for week- we ''I was scared," he ..id. days, on ABC-IV (Ch. 7). couple of martinil and a trnuble. It's very tiresome. ends. , rtsS "I didn't really believe 1 After a morning of work good cUnner. "Here at home. we may "Jack's just bought. new • a could make it bY myoelf. I Ing with the writers and "We got a great cook." he go to one party a wW. So house In Palm Springs," said loved working with Gracie. producers, Bums goes to h~ Slid. "and that's fortunate. you know 40 or 50 people Burn •. "He'a an full of Palm ~ a I didn't have to do anything. club, the Hillcrest Country Grade never could. cook. and tbey each give a party Springs,right now, he won't II a I'd jUlt ask her a question Club, where he has lunch She made hamburgers once - well. that kills a season pot on a pair of shoes un wed and she was off for half an and plays bridge. and they were 80 hot. for you:' I... they got sand in them. d it hour. And I collected juol < "I piay with anybody flames lhot out of my ears," Who needs Palm Springs? as much money as she did. who'll play with me," he. Buml said he loves hIl HE I got everything I need right "The first couple times 1 said. "I sing better than 1 ALWAYS enjoys see home. and whenever he bas ing other entertainen per here and I don't have to went out there as a mono- play bridge bot 1 think a travel." loguist, it was m u r d e r. very good game:' a choice, he prefers to stay form, but he catch .. all the ... Somethingwas missing and He com e s home to at home. acts during the monlb he ----- "I go to New York ouly appears in Las Vegas. when I have to go on busl "Everybody t urn a up ness," he Slid. "I enjoy it, there," he Slid, "and I've but if I only have to be there got my toupee on anyway. six days, I don't stay seven. 10 I might as well go out." "It's a question of being The Bwns. unlike their
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