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From New York, the makers of Clipper Crab Clubs from Ann, and 924 leading retail stores from coast to coast, present the world's most famous detective, Sherlock Holmes. Our stories are based upon the character of Sherlock Holmes, created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock Holmes is portrayed by John Stanley, Dr. Watson by Alfred Shirley, and the dramatizations are by Edith Meiser.

Tonight the stars are frosty bright, no wind, no clouds, just clean, clear cold. Feels good to be sitting in front of your cosy fire, Dr. Watson, with our feet slung off the fender. No, don't get too comfortable Mr. Hatties, because tonight I'm going to tell you about that one of Sherlock Holmes's most important cases, the case of the stolen naval treaty. A naval treaty doctor? A highly exclusive document. Explosive? Near the threaten to blow the piece of Europe into bits. And did it? Now really Mr. Hatties, you mustn't get ahead of the story, and let's not forget your part in the program. Right, Dr. Watson, and my part in the program is really a very simple one. My job is to tell our listeners the great big idea behind Clipper Crab Clubs. It's just this. To bring you the finest values and clothes in America, at the friendly local store you can trust. Now naturally this is not easy, it takes real planning. It's the remarkable clipper craft plan that makes it all possible. Concentrating the buying car of 924 leading stores across America,

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heck no sure, however they let us seem to be very urgent, so I had it around to Baker Street. I found homes in his dressing gown plunged in the middle of a chemical investigation. A large curved retort was boiling furiously in the bluish flame of a Bunsen burner. See the look of concentration on her space? I seated myself in my old armchair and waited hardly daring to breathe. Hmm, most enlightening, most enlightening. Yes, you'll come at a crisis, Watson. If this slither paper remains blue when it touches the solution, all will be well. The turned red means a man's life. I see. Johnny the Rock Watson, this is the crucial moment.

Now watch carefully. There. But I see it has burned red and nasty blood red. Blood red is quite correct Watson, a very common place murder. Well, at the end of that experiment. Hey, how you fill up your pipe? Then hand me the Persian slipper. All right. There you are. So you've come on business Watson. Yes, but how did you know? The letter touched so tightly in your right hand, not to mention the little excitement and an anxiety on your face. You are the stormy petrol of crime, Watson. What is it? This letter is it came in the morning meal. Read it to me, that's a good chap. It's from an old school fellow of mine. I haven't seen him for years. Yes, but what does he say? The letter is headed by a brave woking. My dear Watson, I trust you still remember, tadpole tropes, who was in the fourth form when you were in the third. You may even have heard that through my uncle's influence, I obtained a good appointment at the foreign office where I was in a situation of trust

until a horrible misfortune suddenly blasted my career. Do you think you could sway your French Sherlock Holmes? To come down here to help solve this terrible mess, assure him that the only reason I have not asked him advice sooner was because I have been completely off-nighted for nine weeks. I am still so weak that I have to write by dictating, as you see, your old school fellow per se tops. Hmm, let me see that letter. Doesn't tell us very much does it? Hard-tenanting. Yet the writing is of interest. But it's not his own. Precisely, it's a woman's. But it looks like a man. No, it's a woman. And a woman among usual is wrong character. It's always interesting to know that your client is in close contact with someone who, for good or evil, has an exceptional nature. If my interest is already a wicker to the matter, then you will take the case. The next train for working leaves an exact clip, 43 minutes. Honey, what's no usual missing?

If you step in here and from a now-find out of Mr. Pelt's concede you. Dear, dear. Earlier, the place hasn't changed since the days when I used to visit here on my vacations. Makes me feel quite young again. Ah, Sherlock Holmes, I perceive. And Dr. Watson too, I presume. So glad you come. First, he's been inquiring for your old morning. Poor chap, he clings to any straw. By dear man, I may look as thin as a straw, but I promise you I have more weight to mental age. I foresee you yourself and not a member of the family. Oh, Jeremy, how did you know? The monogram on the pocket of your blazer? J. H. Of course, of course. But at the moment, I thought you had done something clever. My name is Harrison, Joseph Addison. Percy is engaged to marry my sister Annie. So I shall soon be a relation by marriage narrate. My sister is with him now. She's nice to him, hand in foot, during these trying two months. Suting his pivot brow, eh, Sherlock, it fell off.

Yes, you'll find him in his room. Of my room, rather, at least it used to be in my room, until he came home after the catastrophe and collapsed. They couldn't carry him upstairs, he was in such a state, so they took him into my room. Eh, we'd better go in at once. I know how impatiently he is to see you. Yes, this conversation is delightful, but after all, we did come to see Mr. Phelps. I guess so. Quite so. Go this way. It's him who swings, the dining room, you see. This is the door. I'll leave you here. You can come in if you like. Oh, no, thank you, no. Involins are always depressing, and with this misfortune, hanging over his head, poor fellow, you will. Come in. Oh, you've cut last. At least I presume this is Sherlock Holmes. Quite, and how is your patient? Oh, he's much better, thank you. What's in my dear fellow? Well, tell him that you're a bad singer. I knew you under that moustache. He didn't delight the singer, both. Oh, this is my fiancé, Mr. Harrison. Please sit down. Shall I leave, Percy? Oh, no, don't go any.

If you don't mind, Mr. Herb? Not at all. I feel much steadier when she's here. Quite. And now, the props. Well, you see, Mr. Herb is like this. I was a happy and successful man. I'll leave her being married, and then this dreadful misfortune ripped my life. I have a broken man, my unadorned life. I'm rotten, ruined. Percy, please, you'll make us of elegant. I'm sorry, and perhaps you'd better just tell us the fact as quietly as you can. So of course, Mr. Herb's, I was as what's in my abturion the phone office, in a responsible position. My uncle, Lord Herb's, is the following minister, you know? Well, nearly eight years ago, a week's rather, the twenty-third of May to be exact, he called me into his private room and informed me that he had a commission of trust for me to execute. And what ever I am, that won't stop me. It's been a thousand years since I married her. I can't have any really bothered!

Come in. That's it. What's up Uncle Berth? You look tremendously salty. It's a solid matter, Percy. Is he the species of paper? It's a secret treaty covering our naval situation in the Mediterranean. Harmless enough in itself, but a bombshell if it should fall into the hands of a certain government. It's too mean. A very war was made of a year's Percy. Let us merely say the country of X. You understand? I understand. I want you to make a copy of it. I must have a complete copy of it tomorrow morning. You may have to work on it the better part of the night. Oh, that's all right. Sir, Joseph and his brother, you know, is going to stop by for me. We're going to take the nine o'clock train together. He can tell the family I've been kept in town on visits. Oh, well. But leave the message with the commissioner downstairs. I don't want anyone in your room when you're copying that document. Very good, sir. When you've finished, you can put the document and the copy in my safe. You know the combination, I believe.

Certain. That's all, Percy. But don't forget. You hold the piece of your foot in your hands. I won't... Good night, Uncle Bert. This is though I had to make a night of it. I hope. Hello, Connor. You're still here? Oh, yes, I do. I had some details to clear up, so I thought it would want me to stay. Oh, that's all I've got. Are you finished tomorrow? Yes, sir. How do you sure you won't need me? No, thanks. Yeah. Listen, look, as though I have a chance to go out for dinner. At least I can bring for coffee. I can find it that bell for this twisted again. There we are. The rain's coming down harder than ever. Nice, Charlie, little evening. Yeah, you're sure there's something I can do with you, perhaps?

Good Lord, no, Connor. Run along. Good night. Good night, Connor. Hello? Who's under you? I'm the commissioner's wife, sir. What's more, I'm the charlotte, your friend here. The charlotte? I see, I don't believe I've ever had the pleasure of making your acquaintance before. No, sir, that you haven't. If you mean what I think you do. Would you inquire if your husband spare me a cup of the excellent coffee, and he'd suffer any peace to the empire who are obliged to work at night? You mean Erby should bring you half a cup of coffee? Yes, please. I'll see what I can do about you. Yes, use your influence. Well, let's have a look at that pretty. Great Britain. Triple alliance.

French fleet? What? Complete ascendancy. It's no use. I'm too proud of you. Did we go over to have a cup of coffee? Herbert, I'd say Herbert, coffee! Oh, come on, let's go all the way downstairs. Herbert! First asleep. Hey, Herbert, wake up. Hello, hello! Oh, it's you, Mr. Felt. Yes, I came down to see my coffee was ready. But I think the front doorbell just rang. Bell? Yes, but if you was here, who rang that bell?

What bell, I told you it was... It's the bell of the room you was working in, sir. Great Sunday, my bell. There's no one up there. The treaty. Oh, good heavens, I left it on the table. Quick Herbert, we've got to get up there. Herbert, you are. Come on, we're here. No, no, no. Runs to the pasta. Great goddess. Too late. Wait, I'll open the door. Stand back a bit. I've got my arm in it, Oliver. Why? There's no one here. What's up, the treaty? The treaty's gone. Who could have taken it? No one's been in the front way tonight. And there was no one in the room but yourself. My wife's so... Then he must have come up the stairs and the side door and stepped out that way too. You may not be too late. Don't you go out, so you'll miss your bespoke to the skinny. There's a policeman on the corner. Anything's seen, something. I say it, Bobby. It's you. There's no robbery in the police office. Has anyone passed this way?

There's ten years, quarter of an hour, sir. Only one living source passed in that time. Who was it? The total lady in a piece is a sure thing. She seemed to hurry. Well, that was my wife. Which way do you see her? You're just wasting your time, sir. And every minute is of importance. Yes, all right. We'll go back for a scot in the art. Oh, this is terrible. Have it. Have it. We're ruined. Ah, never you mind, sir. You'll lose your post, perhaps. But they can't do nothing so dreadful to girls. It's not my service I'm thinking of. It's England. Well, officers from Scotland yard were waiting for the charlombe when she got home. And what did they find? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. And Goro, did they trace him? Yes, Mr. Hurm. But again, nothing was found. Oh, I was fine to go to my mind. They had to get a doctor to take me home. I was delirious for seven weeks. And these two people, Goro and the charlombe,

they've been under observation of a suicide suppose. Yes, with no results. You say they'd been raining or anything? Yes. But you found no traces of any kind to the room. Oh, footprints, I mean, absolutely none. Not even those of the charlombe and muddy boots. How do you explain that? Well, the charlwemen and the habit of taking off their boots and wearing just carpet slippers. No footprints, eh? That's enlightening. Must have taken a cab and got to play that way through. That extends the policeman's not here. Not in Mr. Pills. Could anyone have been concealed in the room or in the car or? Impossible. There was no covered of any kind. Windows? There's a beam above the ground locked on the inside. And it must have been the side door. Who knew you would have had the treaty in your possession? No, I'd take my oath on that. In your opinion, what would happen if those papers were to fall into the hands of a rival government? War. Or most instantaneously. But it's eight weeks and we're not at war. Therefore, it's not unfair to suppose the treaty hasn't reached them. I don't imagine the thief took the treaty in order to frame it. Quite often, he's undoubtedly waiting for a better price.

There's only one clue that puzzles me. What is that? Bell. Did someone get to prevent the crime or was it an accident? If we only knew when the bell was run, we should have the solution of his case. Is it even possible that he didn't? Of course, of course, when a fool I was not to think of that before. You think you can help me possibly? God bless you for that, Mr. Holmes. If we can keep our courage, our patience, the truth must come out. But Bessie has one more adventure to tell you about. You're sure you're strong enough, darling? No, I feel better than I have for days. Go for the splendid tonic, Annie. And what was this other incident, Mr. Helts? Well, you see, Mr. Holmes, last night was the very first that I stepped out of my rooms. I was rather waitful. I had a nightmare or two. And suddenly I had a slight noise. A kind of noise. Like a mouse, knowing a plank. It grew louder. And all at once there was a sharp metallic sneak. Someone forcing the window. If I realize that, too, I jumped out there and hung over the surface. A man was crouching in the window.

He was gone like a flash. What did he look like? I don't really know. He was wrapped in some sort of cloak which came across the lower part of his face. Oh, one thing I am sure of. He had a long weapon in his head that looked like a knife. I saw the dream of it as he turned the run. I shoved it after him. And then, then I was to collapse from the effort. The thing I knew I was surrounded by the entire household. Oh, Joseph and the groom found marks in the flower bed outside this window. You can see them from where you sit. Hear me, yes, I am afraid Joseph and the groom have been a bit too energetic for me to learn anything from the traces. The flower bed looks as if it had been trampled on by an army. Oh, I am sorry. I should have burglar. If it was a burglar, choose to enter this room. The dining room windows are much larger and more accessible. I can't imagine unless... Well, unless it's a plot against Percy. That sounds a bit melodramatic, at it. At all, there's something in what Miss Harrison says. So much that Dr. Watson and I have to take you to a London with us. Yes, but he's not very strong, you know. The trick to London will not be nearly as of dangerous to your fiancé, Miss Harrison, as another night in this room.

Good. And another thing, Miss Harrison. You can be very helpful to us and to Mr. Help. Mr. Help's if you'll one thing for me. It may take courage, but I think I can promise that you'll be in no great personal danger. What did you want me to do? Stay in this room until you go to bed tonight. Don't leave it for an instant. Mr. Help's reputation and my whole future may depend on it. I'm not going to ask you to sleep here, but when you leave for the night, I want you to lock the bedroom door on the outside. Yes, but you'll hear something, my hip. Another word to anyone. It's for his sake, remember. Come in. Learns everybody? Something is especially nice for you, see? Come along, Annie. Oh, oh, Joseph. If you'll excuse me, I have a slight headache. I think I'll eat in here by myself. There's a breeze in the eye. I want to be alone. I want to be alone. I want to be alone. I want to be alone. I want to be alone. I want to be alone.

I want to be alone. I can't say I enjoy constant walks in the middle of the night, Watson. I thought we were going back to London. That's what you told everybody. We get on the train with Persian, the nurse, and then we get off of the next station and leave Persian and the nurse to Grubsland and alone. It doesn't make sense. Stop fussing, he'll be alright. I sent him on the Baker Street. With any luck, we should be there ourselves in time to have breakfast with him. Yes, but why sneak back to Brayon, Bray like this? Not so loud. As the house now, you can see its gables in the moonlight. Follow me through the hedge. And why the hedge when the gate's open? Not so loud. We've got to get as near of a house possible without being seen. I say those quite a mistrising ghostly looking tips of it over there in the middle. She looks. The lamp is still lit in person. I mean, it gets this room. Miss Harrison must have kept her promise. Yes.

There she is reading a book. Now she's put it down. She's picking up the lamp. I see homes. She must be getting ready to go to bed. Quite possibly what's in her. I only hope she doesn't forget to lock the door on the outside. There she goes to the dining room. Now the light's gone. I see the mistar creeping up in the middle of here. If only the thief doesn't wait until they blanket the house. Look. The service door is opening. Excellent. I didn't think he'd wait a bit long. There he comes out into the moonlight. He's waiting along, black cape. He can't see his face. He's forcing the window. He's got it open. He's climbing off the sill. He must get close as we can see. I see he's like the candles on the mantle.

Look, he's putting back the rug. In the floor, I thought so. He's picking up a board. Now, Mr. Joseph Harrison, we couldn't have to hand out the papers. You've just removed from that hiding place. You really have to see clipper craft clothes to know the excellence. And it's easy enough to see them right at your own local independent store. You have to see them because such superlatively fine quality. So it's such low prices amazes even the experts. Suits are only $40 and $43.75. Top coats and over coats are only $40 and sport jackets only $25. The fit is beautiful. The woolen is our long wearing. The tailoring is really superb. The famous clipper craft plan makes this sheer magic possible.

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Now let's return to 221 B Baker Street where Percy Thames is anxiously awaiting the arrival of Sherlock Holmes. What is a close nine now Mrs. Hudson and Holmes say they have a breakfast at nine? Now don't you worry Mr. Feltz. If he says he'll be here for breakfast, he'll be here. It's when he don't say that's when you don't know and whether it'll be breakfast or supper if he wants him next. What should I tell you? Here they are now driving up an answer cab. There's the front door and it's nine to the second. Morning Mrs. Hudson. Good morning sir. This is on the table, fighting hot. What I say Holmes you've been wounded. Your hands all tied up. Just a scratch.

Hmm breakfast. Three covered dishes. Spended. And plenty of steaming coffee. Excellent. Did you order? I mean, I can't come. Business can wait until after breakfast. You'll look as if you needed a bit of nourishment Mr. Feltz. Well I'm not very hungry. Well we are a pretty. I am nervous. Aha. What's this? Mmm. Carrot chicken. And this? Ham and eggs. Better and better. Which will you take Mr. Feltz? Thank you I couldn't put a thing. Well come, try the dish before you. I'd rather not really. Well then I suppose you have no objection to helping me. Let's see what that dish contains. Certainly. What? It's papers. Mr. Navarigy. The name of all God bless you. Oh God bless you. You saved me. You saved me. And don't mention it, my dear chap. Don't mention it.

But when did Holmes first think it suspect this Harrison fellow Dr. Watson? He heard that first he was expecting to stop back for him Mr. Harris. I'm afraid Joseph's character was black and the one who judged from his appears. We learn later that he had lost heavily in doubling in stocks. And he thought he could turn the treaty into money. Yes. Besides no one but Joseph could be so anxious to get into that bedroom because no one but Joseph could have conceived anything there. Also the attempt was made the first night the nest was out of the way. Therefore the intruders were acquainted with the house but the bell Dr. Watson. Why was that so significant? Well Mr. Harris had assured that the people had not come there to pass his office to steal the papers. He came for another reason by appointment as we know. He rang the bell and then happened to see the papers. A Dr. Watson was he convicted? No. The case was never brought to court. It would have been too ticklish a position for the following office. He was advised to get out of the country and stay out.

And did personally marry the sister doctor? Indeed. And to this day I don't believe she knows why her brother never returns to England. While that was an exciting case Dr. Watson. And now what story are we to have next week? We'll let you see. Next week I think I'll tell you about the Cornish horror or the cradle that rocked itself. But cradle that rocked itself? Yes Mr. Harris the rocking cradle was supposed to indicate that someone in the truck was about to die. As a matter of fact there were two deaths and another that her was... Well suppose I leave that to next week. The makers of Clippercraft Clothes and 924 leading retail stores from coast to coast have brought you another of the new series of broadcasts featuring the world's most famous detective Sherlock Holmes.

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