 This is Conrad Nagel inviting you to stay tuned for the next half hour for one of radio's outstanding dramatic productions on proudly we hail Another proudly we hail one of radio's outstanding dramatic half-hours transcribed coast-to-coast in cooperation with this station and presented by your army and your Air Force From Radio City, New York here is your host and star on proudly we hail the distinguished star of the theater screen radio and television Conrad Nagel One welcome again to proudly we hail our play is entitled Terror at Polgar the scene mid-Europe the time well, it might be any time The cast a strange assortment of frightened people the story a tale of terror Our first eye curtain will rise up to this very important message The woman in the Air Force is a woman who was found that it's smart to serve her country She wears the trim waft uniform and she has a good future and a good outfit If you are between 18 and 34 go to your nearest United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting station and ask for details Be smart do it now and now with your star Conrad Nagel in the role of Edward Stanhope Your army and your Air Force present the proudly we hail production Terror at Polgar This is a tale that Satan might tell if he told tales Or it is a story guided by the bony hand of terror And shrouded in the black cloak of madness If you would hear it If you would realize that man is not all-knowing but a puny instrument in the hands of forces over which he has no control Then for although Stanhope is not Satan he plays a principal role in this horrifying affair There are things I remember about that first night the most prominent being the disgusted knowledge that I was Who knew these wild moments as well as my native heath There was no excuse for it But somewhere in the gray autumnal dusk I'd taken the wrong turn Now as a witch's moon tore itself free from a ragged tattered mass of racing clouds I realized my surroundings were totally unfamiliar The land of possible was wilder Banked with jagged barren moors where nothing moved everything was Of course a more practical man would have turned back and found the right track Being in no particular hurry and of a stubborn nature. I reason the trail must lead to somewhere So continued on my way even though the night chill cut through my heavy cloak with ease I Had just topped a small ride hasn't seen the welcome lights of the village gleaming below When I heard the cry Easy girl easy easy there Was a cry like none I'd ever heard a wild beast surely But I could not place it. I must admit that in such solitary and foreboding surroundings. It startled me Thoroughly frightened my spirit of horse My hunting rifle was broken down in the saddle pack behind me My only weapon was revolver which I carried as a precaution traveling through such out of the way places The moon blotted out again Darkness was intense. This time the cry was much closer I Did myself on my horsemanship, but gypsy was gripped by a fear I could not control She reared and shot off down the trail toward the distant lights gypsy easy girl easy. It's all right Perhaps she transmitted her fear to me when it came again this time just behind us I did not try to hold her but gave her a head and let her run There's the moon shot through a rent in the clouds and I looked back toward where we've been the trail was empty But a great pump of bushes by its side seemed to be trembling wildly with more than the force of the wind Is it what are you staring at I Big pardon mine here. You you came in so quickly you Stark hmm. Yeah, you have accommodations. Oh, yes mine and someone to see to my horse at once mine here Anna Call Hans. There is a horse to be looked to This fire helps What town is this a pole guard mine there? You became lost Polgar. Where is that time on my way to clogging for a long and full at least 20 kilometers No That's what I get for coming across the moors after dark Cross the moors Mine air Joe mine air does not joke and mine air is hungry and thirsty Well, what's the matter? It is dangerous to be on the moors when the lie is gone. It is Goblins there on there was I My name is Linton. How do you do? How'd you ever come to this out of the way place? How do you do? Oh? This is my sister Judith. How do you do? My name is Edward Stanhope. How do you do sir English Welsh with a name like that? Yes with a name like that, but I always say To leave a cut are you cursing yourself for is that animal anyway was always goblins. What was it? Oh? Not not an animal not the human Something from him. What are you talking about? Look at him. He's turned green and he's shaking like a leaf That's if you like my head, but when you learn what that cry means You who too will shake with fear Tired as I was sleep would not come I lay on my bed listening to the wind beat against the end my mind playing back the scenes of the evening Or zoe is ruddy around face gray with fear mumbling rubbish about legends of old Linton thin and aristocratic making fun of the innkeeper But all the same listening for the cry to sound again And Judith is sister fair and lovely Saying nothing Her wide gray eyes studying me intently as I told what had happened to me on the moors Later some of the town people had come in and in their guttural catwalk which I cannot understand they talk excitedly to boy's eye and is silent But obviously terrified wife Whatever this thing was that gave vent to such an unearthly cry the people of Polgar did not take it lightly Their village was far off the beaten track and their superstitions were deep Rooted in the dim past Linton laughed at their fears and I too should have taken them with ease Still I had heard the cry close by And this boy's I had said it sounded like something from hell Finally I fell into a troubled sleep Deciding that in the morning I would organize a hunt and get to the bottom of this business before going on my way Now good morning here buzz I just leave well. No, I sleep not at all. This this animal or whatever it is Why are you so afraid of it? Have you ever seen a man with his throat torn out? Yeah, that is that Three years ago. We heard it in the night Next day they brought him down. He was a farmer It was horrible Butchard, what did you do? We hunted during the day for a week. We found nothing. Did you use hounds? The hounds would not hunt Have you ever seen a hound that would not hunt? They knew. Well, what happened then? Nothing nothing until last night Now now it will happen again. Whatever this animal is it can be caught I've done a lot of hunting You can gather some of your friends. I'll leave them otherwise. I'll have a look by myself I'm afraid a great waste of time and energy. Oh Here's Stan. Hope. This is a Dr. Hoey. How do you do doctor? Doctor a man for it of it. Please forgive my rudeness, but I could not help overhearing you as I came down the stairs You tell him doctor. He will listen to you. I Too have done much hunting and I happen to be here when the unfortunate incident occurred three years ago I assure you our hunt was terrible. We found nothing at all Is that any reason not to try again now that this thing has returned? Not at all. It would be good exercise I may even join you in this book Um Who is he is dr. Hoey? He comes every summer and stays until the first snow a very learned man Nelly riser, I thought I might go goblin hunting. Have a little idea. May I join you? Of course? I thought you might want to Oh, no, what's this all about? What's this loss to leave a good what did he say man? They they found double son his road has been torn out All the rest of that day until darkness fell linton myself and every one of the town who could hunt in the malls The hounds did not hunt. They would not hunt They went wild with fear when we brought them to tabo's farmhouse on the edge of the village But as the Leonard dr. Manfred hope it could predict it We found nothing absolutely nothing As darkness fell you could feel a blanket of fear settling in over the village with it all doors would be bolted this night No one would venture outside under any circumstances Linton his sister The doctor and I had our dinner before the fireplace a silent shaken borzoy attending us Do you think it can be stand up a wolf and there are those these parts down home and wolves traveling parks? I know that doctor But have you ever heard of the lone wolf a wolf that travels alone bigger and more vicious than the rest? Who wants every three years face a visit to polgar, huh? Might my dear but it would sound fantastic to you. No, you're not going to tell us is one of those boys I wear wolves and what is a werewolves a Chapel possessed by demons turns into a wolf of some such nonsense It's not quite right like entropia is a form of madness in which the victim believes he is a wolf and so Assumes the characteristic of one rot You really think so I certainly do this is a small village and anyone going around thinking he was a wolf would be noticed quick enough Oh, but this is a madness that only possesses its victim at certain times Otherwise, it's perfectly normal and you're saying that's what we've got here. No, I do not But I say it's a possibility because I believe anything is possible. You know, that's very broad-minded If you seem to scoff the idea of a perfectly logical explanation a man with his throat ripped off Is not some yes, I suggest we change the subject. I beg your pardon, Miss Lee. No thing reminds me of a play that I That night the wind banging a shutter will be out of a deep sleep Yeah, I lay for a moment orienting myself and realize great Clearly that was the shutter one of my windows that was making a racket. I got out of bed Across the moonlit room When I was done, I stood for a moment Looking out at the scene before me The smell of snow in the air a great bank of clouds is racing in the east to blot out the moon The land looked naked and cruel in the moon's cold white glow the more is crouching above the village As I started to close the window my eye caught a movement at a building to edge The wind was blowing certainly, but it was not choppy Yet the thick vines that grow in profusion on the walls were trembling there unnaturally From where I stood What was causing the vines to shake was not in my vision But as I watched the shaking continued mounting upward a fearful conviction seized me someone was climbing a far-in wall I ran to the bed Grabbed my revolver from under the pillow Then I raced down the hall For I knew that Judith Linton's room was the destination of the climber Miss Linton, Miss Linton open the door open the door quickly. It's Edward Stanhope Miss Linton wake up wake up. Please please miss Linton open the door at once Open the door Look there Edward Stanhope in the proudly we hail production terror at Polgar will return in just a moment for the second act Who's the smartest woman of the year while the woman who puts on that new blue uniform of the United States Air Force? 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Haven't we better turn back? It'll be dark soon. Are you getting cold? No, the exercises kept me warm. I've enjoyed it very much Well, you're so kind. Oh nonsense. I'm lucky. That's all. How do you mean? Well, I have such a lovely companion riding with me. I'm lucky, too But you're a light sleeper. Now you must try to put that in your mind How can I if you had not been awake and seen that man? It won't happen again Well, I'll not sleep sound into her back in England. You're leaving Friday today if I had my way But Richard must have time to finish his painting if you have a very talented brother if I'm any judge showed me some of his work You know He's captured the stark beauty of these moors not just their look, but you know, they're they're feeling You go with him on all these trips. Oh, no, this is the first. It's been a delightful summer and fall Up until last night Miss Linton Judith. I'd feel much better calling it Judith. You don't mind I don't mind Edward All afternoon you've been trying to steer my thoughts and our conversation away from what happened last night I want to talk about it for a moment. Is that all right? Certainly do Do you have any idea who or what it was that was trying to break into my room? We don't know who it was Judith because I didn't name well But we do know it was a man. But how do you know that really? I trust my eyesight Although I didn't get a very good look at him last night even the darkness. I could see his shape And if that isn't enough there were footprints below your window. I know Well, I can't help remembering what dr. Hobick said a Form of insanity that makes a man think he's a wolf Judith. Did you ever hear of a wolf who could climb a wall? I know an animal killed both Tavo and his son a four-foot an animal Whoever decided to break into your room last night took advantage of the fear this animal is created He'd like us to think there was a connection between himself and the killing but but then he must be mad, too Could have been a thief, you know, but it didn't realize your room was occupied. I don't think you believe that well Judith regardless of what I think I assure you you can sleep in safety as long as you're here For one this forearm Was I is saying to it that the end will be under watch until we get to the bottom of this Do you know what I believe regardless of your logic and your attempts to assure me? But whatever it was that killed that poor Tavo boy Would have killed me too if it hadn't been for you Judith if I believe that I think I'd tell you But there's one reason above all others. It makes me sure there's no connection Three years ago. There's wolf. Well, let's call it a wolf came here stayed for one night made its kill and went on two nights ago It came again now on both occasions. It's cry was heard by everyone in these parts Last night there was no cry. You didn't hear it. No one else did either Assuming that our wolf is a madman and still amongst us Stands to reason he would have been heard last night as well I imagine if there is such a thing as a man thinking he's a wolf, you'd have to sound like one Now that makes sense, doesn't it seems to What does dr. Hovick think well dr. Hovick is so full of his own knowledge that I haven't bothered to ask him And anyone who could sleep through last night's proceedings is a dullard in my book anyway You don't like him very much, do you? After all Richard didn't wake up until bazaar came running upstairs Well, I don't know about your brother bazaar, but I do know that dr. Hovick with his fine black beard and Close cropped hair seems to be an authority on everything known to man and god I have never taken to authorities Look, look, you can just see the village All right, so the good doctor has left our midst. Yes, my lord It was very sudden a letter came and he said he must be in Vienna by next week We shall miss the learner gentlemen always. He has waited before for the snore. No, I don't think he missed it by much Tonight there is no wind. There will be fog Fog is bad. It hides a good night for goblins. They both are It is not a joking matter A dinner will be served in half an hour I'm for bed I suppose you two would like to be left alone anyway. Can't say that label. You're so tactful, Richard Very soul of discretion once when I Oh, no Seems as though we were wrong. They stand out. Excuse me. Where are you going? I'm going hunting. Can I come along? Rather no, you can't go out there. It'll kill you the both of you. Was I was I come in here? Judith was I will take care of you that we get back I'd stay down here for the fire. Try not to worry. We'll be all right Please it's madness to go out there now. You don't Get your gun letting I think this is far enough Whatever it is. We're hunting is off of the kill. We've got to assume that Also that it's cunning and won't stumble into a trap. This fog doesn't help Treacherous. Yes. What breeze there is is coming from up there off the moors If If it's up there, it'll catch the scent of whichever one of us is closest to it If it's below the same applies You won't separate. Yes, but not far But I'll move up the trail by that clump of bushes there. You stay here If the fog grows no thicker, we'll be able to keep each other in sight. We uh, we play bait for each other. Well Something like that to your game A lintin is always game Providing he doesn't become game for the wolves As lintin and I sat at our respective positions Time lost all meaning We were caught in a fog shrouded limbo in which the cold quickly numb the hands and feet While the deadly peril we faced for the ball of ice in the stomach and made the heart be like a tom-tom Although the moon's rays could not actually penetrate the fog They gave it an unearthly glow Improving our vision, but at the same time learning a more awesome aspect of the scene Bait Bait in the trap we were Waiting for what I know not As the cold grew more intense the fog thickened and what breeze there was seemed to fade away altogether Lintin's body became a formless outline Still we remain as we were unmoving waiting We had not heard the cry since we left the inn There was so much territory for the creature to roam in I realized our chances of bagging it were very slim indeed And then it happened As a breath of wind sprang up and tore a ragged rent in the curtain of fog swirling about my companion Behind you Lintin look out Clawed me up a bit. What in the name of Satan was it here? Here. Let me have a look at you Oh I messed up your arm in your chest Listen, do you think you can make it back to the inn aren't you coming? I hit it. I hit it Well, I'm sure I did I'm going after it The wind is coming out. It'll blow this fog away Did you see what it was here? Let me help you up You can get back to the inn. I take your back, but I don't think there's a moment to lose. I'll make it all right Thanks for saving my life first Judith now me You'll have to become a part of the family Be careful stanook Is dispel the fog quickly Even so it would not have been difficult to follow the trail The earth was hard packed And the blood lay on it In an ugly thin line I knew it must be heading for the swamp where it could take cover in the wild bracket when it cried out. I stopped still I searching and I saw hideous form loping in a disjointed gate close to the ground The moon's rays caught it for an instant. She passed over the ridge line of the hill I felt the hair tighten on my scalp and I ran on I ran on all the harder When I reached the top of the hill it was lying there in weight Some instinct had won me to go cautiously so I was not taken completely by surprise Well linden feeling better much Judith's a good nurse I uh, I came to say goodbye You're leaving so soon. Yes. I must You know, I hope to visit you both in london as soon as my business permits Make myself scarce Did um, did they recover the no No, it fell into the quicksand below the hill We can be thankful for that stand up it It wasn't a full-legged wolf was it Well, why do you say that? I didn't get a good look at it when it jumped me, but I never knew a wolf that wore a suit of clothes They must never know that here And you must never tell Judith. I have no fear Well, sir, dr. Hovick was right, eh? Yes, listen He was right Horribly right. What? Who was it then? Need you ask that linden? Oh, no Yes I mean that dr. Manfred Hovick will never return to foul the moors of polgar again And may the good lord have mercy on his soul He was the wolf linden He was the wolf Turn in just a moment with the word about next week's show Registered nurses the united states air force medical service offers you a great opportunity to serve your country and further your own career Yes, you can become a commissioned officer You receive postgraduate training in anesthesia operating room management and techniques nursing administration and other related fields Nurses with special qualifications may train as flight nurses at the famous air force school of aviation medicine For complete information right to the surgeon general united states air force Washington 25 dc I'll repeat that address the surgeon general united states air force Washington 25 dc Do it now This has been another program on proudly we hail presented transcribed in cooperation with the station by the united states army and the united states air force recruiting service Proudly we hail stars conrad negal Terror at polgar was written by duit cop This program was produced under the supervision of charles and rogers productions and directed by charles wilms This is kenneth banghardt speaking and here again as your host and star conrad negal the friends We hope you will accept our invitation to join us for proudly we hail over this same station next week our play Our play is entitled folk tale It's a story of early america. I know you won't want to miss it. So until then Goodbye