 Remember a Hallmark card when you carry enough to send the very best. Hallmark greeting cards bring you Joseph Cotton in Westward Hole on the Hallmark Playhouse. His greatest stars and outstanding stories chosen by one of the world's best known authors. The distinguished novelist, Mr. James Hilton. Ladies and gentlemen, this is James Hilton. Tonight on our Hallmark Playhouse we dramatize one of the most stirring and popular adventure stories of all time. Westward Hole by the English writer Charles Kingsley. Written just about a century ago it has kept its flavor well since then. Perhaps because even in those days it conveyed a sense of the great days of English history. Those days of great deeds and great names. Elizabeth, Drake, Shakespeare. Days when England was not only a land for heroes to live in, but also for plain men to be heroic in. Westward Hole has this spirit notably. And to stars its hero we are fortunate indeed to welcome back to our Playhouse that distinguished actor Joseph Cotton. And now here is Frank Goss from the Makers of Hallmark Cards. When you're looking for a way to say something to someone you care for, look for a Hallmark card and you'll find the right words. Because Hallmark cards are designed to say what you want to say, the way you want to say it. And in the good taste you demand of anything that bears your personal signature. That's why Hallmark on the back of a greeting card has come to mean you cared enough to send the very best. And now Hallmark Playhouse presenting Charles Kingsley's Westward Hole starring Joseph Cotton. A year in which the history of the world was changed in a few days. Summer days of 1588. The gray skies leaned low over the English Channel. The sea ran in long, heavy swells. Captain Amious Lee stood on the quarter deck and gazed about the ship. At the torn sails the splintered mast, the wrecked rigging. It's done and over and we're still afloat. Now I may rest, home to bit the town in memories. Here that's talk of an old man, Captain, who's the fellow brave enough to call me old at 29. I've had a short voyage as lives go. Now it's not too many years since I walked Bedford Key, a schoolboy with gowns, sleighs and willing ears for the great tales of the sailor men. True as it's true on the word of a Christian gentleman, one half of the golden silver plate remembered Adius would pave all the streets in Devon. Fresh from the new world, all a swagger in crimson velvet with golden hoops swinging from his ears and jeweled fingers flashing in the sunlight. Therefore the taking me lads, now's your time. I've fought the men waiting in Plymouth. Give me a dozen bit for mariners and we'll sail to pick the lock of the new world. Westward Howe, riches for all, shame to the Spaniards and glory for good Queen. Westward Howe, but who would take a schoolboy, not Mr. Oxon. I needed another two years and then it was Westward Howe in truth for me. I sailed in the golden hind with Francis Drake and saw England all more for three long years. In those same three years my brother Frank had made a name for himself at the Queen's Court. We had dinner together in his lodgings. Yes, Amius. You arrive in good time. I've heard some talk already. The Queen thinks kindly of the new world. And also my friend Sir Walter Olly. He proposes an expedition to North America, a colony somewhere north of the land called Floridor. If the Spanish permit it. Amius, you have sailed around the world at Drake. Your head is full of experience. Now we need your advice. Ah, but before you give it, I wish you to hear the report of another bit for Zeeman. Yo, Salvation Yo. All right, sir. Come forward, man. Salvation Yo. No, many have said that, Mr. Lee. Three years ardent in the jungles of Penham I will age any man. But I saw you sail with Mr. Oxon and I was at the key when you... Mr. Oxonham is dead, sir. And all his crew, Plymouth and Bitterford, been all saved myself. Shipwreck? Pleasant, yet that would have been, sir. Better than the Spanish gibbets, Frank. It's true. The Devil's caught us by surprise at La Quira. The attack where it doesn't carry Israel but the poor Indians that they've enslaved. Ah, there with such cruelty as would make even near El Faint. And now, now brother, your advice. Should there be English colonies in the Americas? There must be. And there cannot be while Spanish tyranny rules. Drake and I saw a bit of their torches. If we come, they will set the Indians against us. And they will say we bring even greater cruelties. Yes, true. What's your advice? Defy King Philip where we may, on the Spanish main. Plunder his galleons, take the gold and silver, which fattens his greed and pays for his garrisons. You see, yo, I said my brother will join us. Ah, and now we cannot fail. Wait, what am I joining? The good ship rose 200 tons and well armed. We lack but a brave captain. And now we have them, you say otherwise. Mr. Yo. Ah, sir. Tell me. Would you know who ordered the death of Mr. Oxenham? And of the men of Ditton. Ah, the governor general of the quarry, sir. Don Guzman Maria Magdalena Sota Mayor de Sota. Very well. Then I know what course to set. Don Guzman and I shall meet very shortly. Until I and every man a soldier, our days passed in drill with musket and cannon, bow and gutless, and the nights with stories and fancies of the future. Spanish main stretches from Panama to the Orinoco. And every wave there's a galleon of Spanish fleet. It's somewhere in Peru. A city built all that gold. They can call it manor. Where we find it lads, we'll wave. The story goes that Cortes came within three days March of Eldorado and then turned back. May his folly be our fortune. Oh, it's now ship. It's the fortness of Maguara. The silver and fabulous cities and Spanish galleons. We had come for them all and now they lay before us. It was a desperate game and the first play was about to begin. As dawn grayed in the east, we spied hard upon the floating guardians of La Guara. Three ships, my brother. Two galleons of a hundred oars and a great man of war. Then we outnumber them. It's one Englishman to only three Spaniards. Sound the stations. Oh, no, that great galleon. She's a madre Dolorosa that took Miss Roxannum. Don Guzman himself is in command. Then our revenge is upon us. Helmsman, steer for the galleon. Gunners, load in aim. Stop it, it comes. This is a look, your queen. As we boarded the Spaniard and three times were driven back, Don Guzman fought with the fury of a cornered lion. Then we boarded again. I cut my way almost to the governor's side when it happened. The powder magazine, the Spaniard sinking. Back to our ship before we're drawn with her. We boarded our rail and watched the last of the madre Dolorosa until finally only a few spars floated on the heaving blue. The two Spanish galleons which remained turned about in panic and fled toward the protection of La Guara. Shall we follow them, Amios? The old but damaged. Old Tropsil's gone. Badel at the waterline. Seventy and sixteen. No, we will not follow. Still a good beginning, Amios. And good... No, no, no. Too late, Amios. Spanish galleons. If we may prop him against the cabin here. Amios, the Don, Don Guzman. Yes. I saw him swim to one of the galleons. He still lives. And not for long. I came to avenge Oxenham. Now I stay to avenge my brother. Stay for another reason. For England. Remember our plans, Amios. Remember our... I'll remember. New world, a better world than the old. Heartbreak and battle come from the old world, but only for a time. The new world is our new chance, a new beginning, a new life. I shall not forget. 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That's because the words on a Hallmark card are so carefully chosen, making it possible for you to find a Hallmark card that says what you want to say. Just the way you want to say it. So whether you're looking for old-fashioned charm or Valentine's with the saucy smile of a leap year miss, look for that familiar Hallmark in the back of every Valentine you send. Then you'll be sure your friends will know you cared enough to send the very best. Now back to James Hilton and the second act of Westward Hole, starring Joseph Cotton. You see, Captain, paste the deck of his battered ship in that year of Destiny 1588. Like all years of Destiny, it marked the climax of a long series of events. Years of fighting and rivalry on the high seas, which Captain Amious could never forget. We had won the sea battle off La Guara, but at too great a price. My brother was dead, nearly half my crew wounded, and the sea was pouring through a great hole in our side at a rate which would soon sink us. What's to be done, Captain? We have no choice. We must run the ship onto the beach and take to the jungle. To the jungle, sir. Stato, stay here in sinking condition until Don Guzman sends a new fleet to end our day. Aye, the jungles welcome to us, Captain. They had made a sound, sir. There lies the golden city of the Incas. Show us better rooms, sir, the city of Manor. We beached the ship and burned it so that it might be of no use to the Spaniard. Then laden with such weapons and food as we could carry southward we struck. It's one month, three months, but there was no Manowar. Then westward, five weary months, and then north again. The golden city of the Incas did not exist. Only jungle and mountains. Aye, and savages waiting for us with poisoned blowdarts. And swish to give us hope, we spied a rainbow. It rose from the mist of a great waterfall. There was a lake with soft grass at its edges and flowering trees drifting their petals onto the water. We threw ourselves into the lake, shouting and laughing like a jungle. Captain, do water and them speak where the voices are women? There, there behind that bush, it's a girl, a white girl. A man brought her to me, kicking and struggling and screaming. She was clothed and ragged, yet more beautiful than a princess. Captain, what's she talking about? Whatever it is, I don't think it's very flattering. I think she wants us to go away. Here you, you there. What's your name? Banish. She had cause. She said her father had been an Englishman and the Spanish had killed him long ago. And then her mother and she had fled into the jungle. How many years had passed, she had no way of telling. Once I convinced her that we were enemies of the Spanish, she clung to my arm and begged to go with us. She led us through the jungle by a secret path that only she knew. She brought us to the top of a hill and pointed to the sea beyond. Benoas was a Spanish port, Cartagena, and in the harbor rode a great galleon. If we could take that, we would see England again. We took cost as a pretty price, sir. We've lost many men, and the rest are sick. We have little powder. It'll cost us nothing, Mr. Drew, except cunning. You see those small boats going out to the galleon and back? Aye, sir. They're loading gold plate. Once the ship is filled, the crew will go ashore for last night. While they carouse, we steal the small boats and go quietly aboard those we find on watch over the rail with them. And then hoist sail for home. We'll do it, lads. Home with a cargo of Spanish gold. Three nights later we struck. By the time the Spaniards on shore discovered their stupidity, they flew at home with a lively breeze. My worries were past all save one. What was I to do with this strange young girl of the jungle? I decided that it was my duty to teach her the language of her father. She was a quick pupil soon. She was able to ask all manner of questions about England, my home, and country. And will I be an English lady? If you study hard. So you will be proud of me. I'm sure it doesn't matter. You'll stay with my mother. Will she like me? I don't know. Oh, yes, of course. The same way. You like me? No more questions. I've got things to do. Senor Amyar, teach me how to say in English. Te amo. Te amo. Well, would you let a man do his work? Now go anywhere and leave me in peace. Not enough that I teach you English. Now I must find you a husband. Before we dropped anchor at Bidford town, I knew something great was afoot. The harbor was filled with armed merchant men and ships of war. A letter was brought aboard from Sir Francis Drake. He was in Bidford and would see me at once. The Spanish armada has sailed, Captain. Spain means to destroy us once for all. Take the new world for her own and what she will of Europe. And farewell to our English laws and the rights of every man everywhere. Admiral Drake, command me as you will. You will captain a stout ship, the vengeance. You will sail with my squadron. May you do as bravely as that day before the Fortress of Ligaira. Since you've heard of it, you mustn't know it was no victory. Don Cosman still lives. Aye, and fights again. He leads the flotilla of Aragon. The name of his ship. The Santa Catarina. The Santa Catarina. And I sail the vengeance. May it be so. Oh, for the second time I came home to Bidford only to sail off again. A Yakanora rode out with me in the long boat. She was crying softly. Seniorly? No, Yakanora, no, no. I'm sorry. You must help my mother, she'll need you. You must smile and not be afraid. I will try. If something happens, I'll have money now. My mother will take care of you. You understand? Yes, Senior Amnus. You must study. You have many things to learn. I will be an English lady. Yes, and you'll have many friends. You'll find the husband. Who? A fine gentleman. He must be the best man in all Devon. He will be. You'll be happy with him, won't you? Of course you will be. You'll have fine children, many of them. Yes. Then nothing to be afraid of, is there? No, Senior Amnus. Tell me what I must do if you come back. Hold this. Close your eyes. Dalvesh and Yeo must have drew in a few others of my old crew and joined the gathering fleet. A flimsy wall of wood and men to stand between tyranny and freedom. The day broke gray and ugly. Upon the horizon high and white, the Spanish sales came toward us, a mighty crescent of ships. The amada which all Europe calls invincible. From the deck of the Ark Royal, Admiral Drake's cannon gave signal for battle. This day England fights alone, but she fights for all men everywhere and for all time to come. Gunners begin. Floating volcano night came and another day the battle went on. Up the channel passed Portland beneath the cliffs of freshwater, off the Isle of Wight. Seven days, eight days, nine days. Gale and storm and fog added their terror. Caterine! Ah, you know what answer to make to her. Most to the water line, sir. Aye. And yet Don Guzman still stands a deck. Enough of vengeance, I've had my fill. Don Guzman! Sold in salute. Let me offer you quarter. I stand here. Praise for such feats as you've done today, Sir Amius. Only the duty of an Englishman, sir. Sir, you called me sir. I am rightly. The Queen has a report of your bravery and sends her compliments. Henceforth, my dear lad, you are Sir Amius Lee. Sir Amius Lee. And soon there will be a war as... But what would they be without freedom? To be a free man and a free woman in a free country. The boast of tyranny has been met as it always must be. And the right of free men has prevailed as it must and as it shall always. Then we'll return in a moment. Compliment you ever receive. There's probably none you enjoy more than those to which you can reply, I'm so glad you like it because you see I made it myself. 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I always enjoy appearing on your Hallmark Playhouse. That reminds me, when Frank Goss talked about the Hallmark Make Your Own Valentine kits, I couldn't help thinking what a good idea that is, like so many of your Hallmark ideas. Well, that's very nice of you to say, Joe. We appreciate the compliment. Now, Jimmy, what have you for next week? Next week, our story will be one of the great romances of literature, Jane Austen's novel, Persuasion. And to play its charming heroine, we welcome the return of Deborah Carr. Our Hallmark Playhouse is every Thursday. Our producer-director is Bill Gay. Our music is composed and conducted by David Rose. And our script tonight was adapted by Leonard St. Clair. Until next Thursday, then, this is James Hilton saying, good night. That are sold only in stores that have been carefully selected to give you expert and friendly service. Remember a Hallmark card when you carry enough to send the very best. Joseph Cotton may currently be seen in the Metro Golden Mayor production, The Man with the Cloak. The role of Aya Kanora tonight was played by Charlotte Lawrence. Others in our cast were Joseph Kearns, Herbert Butterfield, Ted DeCorsia, and Eric Snowden. This is Frank Goss saying, good night to you all until next week at the same time. When Hallmark Playhouse returns to present Deborah Carr in Jane Austen's novel, Persuasion. And the week following on Valentine's Day, a story of Clara and Robert Schuman starring Joan Fontaine. And the week after that, Herbert Eastover's powder mission on the Hallmark Playhouse. And this is KNBC of Kansas City.