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Speaker 1 (00:02):
Tired of the everyday grind, ever dream of a life
of romantic adventure.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
I want to get away from it all. We offer you.
Speaker 3 (00:18):
Escape, Escape designed to free you from the four walls
of today for a half hour of high adventure.
Speaker 1 (00:44):
You are adrift and a Native canoe somewhere off the
Solomon Islands.
Speaker 2 (00:50):
Ahead of you by the.
Speaker 1 (00:52):
Unknown terrors of native savagery, and closing it on you
is a white man who's this gunboat will smash you
to the bottom of the sea.
Speaker 3 (01:03):
Listen now as Escape brings you John Russell's story The
Price of the Head.
Speaker 4 (01:22):
The possessions of mister Christopher Pellett were these a bad
name in the Islands a suit of ducks in which
he lived and slept, a continuous thirst for liquor, and
a set of fine red whiskers. And strangely enough.
Speaker 5 (01:37):
He had a friend Karaki.
Speaker 4 (01:40):
Now, no man can gain friendship except by virtue of
some decent quality attaching to him, and Pellet had none.
I'll then explain the loving devotion lavished upon that drunken
brute by the gentle native. This was the mystery at
full footy. But mystery or not, Pellett himself became unendurable
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to the decent, peaceable folk of the town.
Speaker 6 (02:11):
Yo, like, SHOT's gonna kill you, pellet, so help me.
I put a bullet in your drunken brains.
Speaker 2 (02:27):
Get out, all right, I'm gone. I'm gone. In the
Silver Isles, who lived the wench whose eyes were blue
and nose was hey, mummery? He missed the van Mummy, Mummy, make.
Speaker 7 (02:48):
Your hands on. Mister Pellett, you're an offenser. You're an offence.
Speaker 8 (02:55):
Kara, where is that boy?
Speaker 7 (02:57):
One day, mister Howe may be obliged to shoot me me.
Speaker 9 (03:00):
That'll be murder. The murder's fine talk for company agent.
Mister Murray, Where is that boy?
Speaker 8 (03:05):
Karake? Come here, Karake, Kaak, you come quick? You shut
you are right? No hit Pellett anywhere.
Speaker 9 (03:16):
I'm fine, Karake, Fine, go fetch one bottle? Rum you
come along home?
Speaker 8 (03:19):
Uh here you go along, mister habb pay for trouble,
catch him bottle? Wait here, Ma, you not be much longer?
Speaker 9 (03:24):
You wait, fine, fellow, that Karake Moray only friend I
got in this filth the island.
Speaker 7 (03:30):
May I suggest, mister Pillett, perhaps if you behaves.
Speaker 2 (03:33):
Nothing, I got a headache.
Speaker 9 (03:36):
You tell Karake, I gone to the beach and in
the Silver Isles.
Speaker 2 (03:40):
I lived a wench's eyes.
Speaker 6 (03:42):
All right, Karake, he will pay for this mess, but
next time he blows up, I'll put a bullet in
his legs.
Speaker 8 (03:59):
No, no, me, no shooting Karaki all the time.
Speaker 6 (04:02):
Pay good, well, mister Mummery, beat it, Karagy.
Speaker 7 (04:05):
I'd like a chat with you, mister Howe.
Speaker 6 (04:07):
All right with you, sir, boy Jack, give Karaki your
bottle of rum and get this mess cleaned.
Speaker 7 (04:11):
Up, Yes, sir, mister Howe, him into the office.
Speaker 2 (04:14):
Mister Mummery, we're more cozy there.
Speaker 6 (04:22):
Yeah, that Pellat ought to be in jail.
Speaker 2 (04:27):
The man's a mad beast.
Speaker 7 (04:28):
Yeers, and particularly so on your ruminster house.
Speaker 6 (04:31):
Oh come now, mister Mummery. You can't lay pellett sins
on my doorstep. Nothing I can do as long as
he pays his bills.
Speaker 7 (04:39):
But I'm a fair men, mister Howe, and I won't
order you to stop selling Pellet your rum if there's
any other way to handle the matter.
Speaker 6 (04:45):
Well, to be honest with you, sir, I do make
a small profit on Karake's pearls, but he pays me
with oh nothing enormous mind, you still I do without it,
not to have Pellett about when I walk down the
street of a feeling the native are laughing at me
just because I'm a white man too.
Speaker 7 (05:02):
If it happens, it's true and something must be done
at once. And mister Howe, I'll try talking to him
like a gentleman. But I'll be firm with you now
if you will send my jack with a message that
i'd like to have him for tea tomorrow tea.
Speaker 6 (05:19):
You don't mind my saying so, mister murmury t isn't.
Speaker 7 (05:22):
All right, then I tell him they'll be whiskey.
Speaker 2 (05:26):
That'll do it, sir, And good luck with him.
Speaker 7 (05:29):
Thank you, mister how tagaragara whiskey.
Speaker 9 (05:53):
And mister Pellett, girl, there's been years since my throat's
been wet by good scotch whiskey.
Speaker 2 (06:12):
Memory.
Speaker 7 (06:13):
Yes, I am sure you live.
Speaker 2 (06:14):
Well here, fine house, good liquor servants.
Speaker 7 (06:17):
I work hard, mister Pillett, and I stay sober.
Speaker 2 (06:20):
You should have been a preacher, memory, you missed your
lion in Copra.
Speaker 7 (06:23):
If you please, mister Pellett, we are not discussing Micrie.
Speaker 9 (06:26):
No, we'll go on memory, as long as I'm bringing
your whiskey. Listen your chatter, girl.
Speaker 7 (06:30):
You you make it difficult, mister Pelletto. Yes, I suppose
you do.
Speaker 2 (06:35):
I didn't expect you to invite me here out of friendliness. Mmmory.
Speaker 7 (06:38):
But you could have friends, mister Peett, if you live decent.
Speaker 2 (06:41):
I live the way I want. I've got a friend,
a savage. That's odd. I never thought of Karak. He
is a savage. I suppose he is.
Speaker 7 (06:47):
Yes, civilization lies lightly on these people, mister Pellett. At
hot Karaky is nothing but a heathen from.
Speaker 9 (06:54):
Bog Yeah, you're not Karaki, like said there's I was
talking about it.
Speaker 2 (06:58):
Well, you must probably talk about your home.
Speaker 7 (07:01):
There is a bus difference.
Speaker 2 (07:02):
I'm sure is quite a serious little man. You just
haven't got to know him.
Speaker 7 (07:06):
That so we scarce to find much in common. I
fear good heavens, mister Pellett. Surely you haven't sunk so
low as to have forgotten everything we stand for out here.
Speaker 9 (07:14):
I have no use for any man except Karake. He's
the only friend I ever had.
Speaker 7 (07:18):
But how do you know what is going on in
that head of his? How can you tell?
Speaker 2 (07:21):
I don't have to? So far he's treated me right enough.
Speaker 7 (07:25):
But you have no respect for the position the rest
of us here must maintain. You disgrace us in the
eyes of every native on this island.
Speaker 9 (07:32):
I'm impressed. I know it is that important a figure.
Mmmory Tagara, whatever your name is, you.
Speaker 7 (07:39):
Are beyond reasoning with, mister Pellett.
Speaker 2 (07:41):
You can go on trying murray as long as a
whiskey holder.
Speaker 7 (07:44):
Have you no pride?
Speaker 2 (07:45):
Man?
Speaker 9 (07:45):
I cleaned out a bar in Sydney once alone against
nine sailors, exact, and engineered a mutiny. I bought an
Arab down the Gulf of All months and years back,
I sold a cargo Bahrain for pretty figure.
Speaker 2 (07:54):
Mummy, pretty figure.
Speaker 7 (07:55):
Well, that's certainly compounding a cry.
Speaker 9 (07:57):
That cargo is illegal in the first place. Murmmory, slave
as it was, little boys and girls.
Speaker 7 (08:01):
I'm in there, mister Pellett. I must ask you once
in the bottles.
Speaker 2 (08:05):
I must finish Mory where you are.
Speaker 7 (08:07):
Will you take a job if I offer you one?
Speaker 9 (08:11):
Yeah, Mmory, I stopped working nine years ago.
Speaker 2 (08:14):
I'm against working all right.
Speaker 7 (08:18):
Then I must ask you to leave this island on
the next boat.
Speaker 2 (08:20):
I like it here, Mmory, and I'm staying here, and
I can't make you go I suppose you suppose right.
Speaker 7 (08:25):
But I do have certain powers. The company controls the
sale of liquor here, mister Pellett, and if I order
that none be given.
Speaker 9 (08:31):
You, you'd do I would unless I take a job
of leaves. Eh, exactly, well, I'm not working.
Speaker 2 (08:38):
I'm not leaving.
Speaker 7 (08:39):
Mmmorray, then you won't be boozing either, mister Pellett.
Speaker 2 (08:42):
Give me the rest of that bottles. I've earned it.
Speaker 7 (08:45):
Good day, mister Pellett.
Speaker 4 (08:55):
That night, the order went out to serve Pellett no
more runs. However, the alcohol he had taken on at
the agent's house saw him through until noon the next day.
He awoke then with a terrible thirst, and by evening
he was raging. You cannot cut off alcohol from a
man who has been continuously drunk for nine years without
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results more or less violent karak with the patience of
a saint. For the brunt of it all, karaoke the
little heathen from bog and beer, a place where some
people were smoked than others eaten. It took two days
of awful torture to break pellet spirit, and on the
morning of the third the man was shattered.
Speaker 8 (09:40):
Feel much better today, No.
Speaker 2 (09:43):
No, Karaki gets worse.
Speaker 10 (09:45):
Karaki pullmbus from ocean last night. If you want to fight,
big fellow shark, drink blood.
Speaker 2 (09:50):
You say, out of my head, clean out of my head.
Speaker 8 (09:54):
Two three weeks, you'll be fine once more, my word.
Speaker 9 (09:56):
I can't wait too three weeks. I gotta have a drink.
Karaki die if I don't get a drink.
Speaker 8 (10:01):
Wait a few days. All fine.
Speaker 2 (10:03):
You don't understand, Karak. I can't make it. Go tell Momurray,
I can't make it. Tell him I'll leave on the
next ship.
Speaker 10 (10:08):
No, no, no, no, can't leave. We plenty much all
the time. Good friend, Karak in Pellette.
Speaker 2 (10:14):
I know, I know, but I'm not good dead crock.
You go tell him now.
Speaker 8 (10:17):
No, No, can't leave.
Speaker 2 (10:18):
Wait you tell him, I'll tell him, but I'll have
a buttler. I have to kill together.
Speaker 10 (10:22):
No sleep a long, long couple hours, then go maybe No, no,
you're right for myself.
Speaker 8 (10:27):
No no, please hurry.
Speaker 2 (10:30):
Right, smash it. I'll have my rumma. No man, I'll stomping.
Speaker 8 (10:34):
No, can't leave, not now, not now.
Speaker 9 (10:49):
Mommory, mommery, mummery, All right, mister Pellet, please come in, man.
Speaker 2 (10:56):
Come in, mommy.
Speaker 7 (10:58):
I need a drink, mister Pellett, not a drop here
or anywhere else in fot give.
Speaker 2 (11:02):
Me a drink man, God, get on your blasted ship.
Speaker 7 (11:05):
Oh but then you agree to leave.
Speaker 2 (11:07):
Yeah.
Speaker 7 (11:07):
Yeah, and on the next ship.
Speaker 2 (11:09):
Yes, on the next ship you can have your rum.
Speaker 7 (11:12):
But you will be on that ship. When she said,
I'll give me a drink man quick, so you can
get a drink at mister Howees. I'll send a message
to him. Memory was all I can do to get
this far.
Speaker 2 (11:20):
I need a drink now, all.
Speaker 7 (11:23):
Right, mister Pellett, but just one. I will not have
you disgracing me in my own husban.
Speaker 2 (11:31):
Yeah, take it, Nick, one more. No, give me that
part or memory. If you come to Michael Howse with me,
I'll buy a drink.
Speaker 7 (11:48):
No, thank you, mister Pellett. I'd rather not be seen
in your company.
Speaker 2 (11:52):
I don't know to how tell him to sell me rum.
I'll take it with me.
Speaker 7 (11:56):
Do you have to get drunk now, mister Pellett, Now back,
gotta let's not kill you memory now all right, mister Pillett,
But it would be a happy day for all of us.
When you're aboard that trip, I'll find.
Speaker 2 (12:07):
Me another island. Memory and you'll be transferred there one.
Speaker 7 (12:10):
Day, God forbid. I write you your note, and I
want to see no more of you till the day
you leave.
Speaker 2 (12:15):
That's good enough for me, Your dull company, mmmory at.
Speaker 7 (12:19):
Least, I'm a gentleman, mister Pillett, but I have enough
respect for myself not to become a walking insult to
me in my race.
Speaker 2 (12:25):
The note memory, the note. You can come to house
and preach to me. I don't mind it there. Hurry man, hurry, hurry.
Speaker 3 (12:43):
You are listening to the Price of the Head tonight's
presentation of Escape. Sometimes it's fun to escape with an
adventure story, as you're doing now. At other times, it's
fun to relax with music. Tomorrow, on CBS Radio, you
can enjoy the second in our series of Alsinki's festivals.
The program will open with a Sebelia Symphony Number five
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in E flat major and continue with four more of
his most impressive works. Enjoy easy listening on World Music
Festivals Tomorrow over most of these stations, and now back
to Escape and the second act of the Price of
the Head.
Speaker 4 (13:36):
In the days that followed Hellett, there came a sudden
lump of flesh preserved in alcohol. He did not smile,
nor dance, nor exhibit any of the amiable eccentricities that
sometimes recommend the drunken to a certain toleration. He was
a brute, and he behaved like a brute, but all
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the time, waiting for the day the ship would arrive,
remained true and showered more devotion than ever upon his friend.
He spent his evenings outside michael House bar, patiently waiting
for Pellett to get drunk.
Speaker 5 (14:11):
Enough to take a long home.
Speaker 4 (14:13):
Night after night karaoke waited while the white man stood
roaring inside.
Speaker 2 (14:20):
Why Jack, bring me another bottle?
Speaker 8 (14:23):
Please, mister Pellar close up now, you plenty too much
dunk already.
Speaker 2 (14:27):
I'll tell me when they drink. I've got that bottle.
Speaker 8 (14:29):
Jump all right, mister pell All right, I get a bottle.
I fix your bottle and hurrying off your ball clown
who told you to open?
Speaker 2 (14:40):
I'm all open the bottle if you want to? Broken
head boy? Jack? Where's how mister how gone home? Pretty good? Rum?
Speaker 8 (14:48):
Yes, mister Pellack.
Speaker 2 (14:49):
Stinks, so do you? So does everyone on his bloody island?
Like rum, here's what I think of your rum? I
come here, by Jack, because I'm gonna crack your head.
I'm gonna crack you.
Speaker 8 (15:14):
Karaki, Karaky, take him long home, now, Karaki.
Speaker 4 (15:32):
A few minutes later, the wiry little Karaki had the
white man across his shoulder and bore him down the
beach to the miserable shelter of Pandana's.
Speaker 5 (15:39):
Leaves they called home.
Speaker 4 (15:42):
There he eased Pellett to a mat, bathed him with
cool water, and carefully brushed the dirt from his bright
red hair and whiskers. Then he sat by with a
fan and kept the mosquitoes from the drunkard's bloated face.
Speaker 5 (15:56):
He sat there all night while Pellett slept.
Speaker 4 (16:00):
It was midday before Pellett awoke and ground his way
out of a painful fog of alcohol.
Speaker 8 (16:08):
Rum, rum, karaki, rum, cocingnut more better here, drink milk.
Feel fine soon.
Speaker 2 (16:20):
You'll find sooner. I've had some rum karaoke. Haven't you
gonna babble around here? Some?
Speaker 8 (16:24):
No rum? You drink along? Too much rum last night?
Too much moy jack rum?
Speaker 2 (16:31):
What do you mean too much? Moy jack? Rum?
Speaker 8 (16:34):
Moy jack? Put white powder in bottle, Make me sleep?
Speaker 2 (16:38):
White powder? So that little rat why jack.
Speaker 8 (16:43):
Him all the time? Life.
Speaker 10 (16:44):
I'll he'd be careful, moy jackim all the time, carry knife,
cut face on a.
Speaker 2 (16:50):
Little wax man, I'll murder. Come on, karacke for you.
Speaker 8 (16:54):
Watch out for a knife and my Jack him playing fans.
Chill him, watch him fella close. Pellett will get face.
Speaker 2 (17:01):
I'll handle him, karate. Don't you worry.
Speaker 4 (17:06):
Half in anger and half in anticipation of the pleasure
of beating a man. Pellett staggered down the beach towards
house bow. It was the noon hour of repose.
Speaker 5 (17:15):
And all for foot Pouty was asleep.
Speaker 4 (17:17):
Pellett reached the bar and found my Jack dozing peacefully
among the bottles. He woke in with a savage kick.
Speaker 2 (17:25):
Get out your dirty scarm. Get up so I can
bust holes in.
Speaker 8 (17:28):
You hurt me.
Speaker 2 (17:33):
Again? You walk?
Speaker 8 (17:41):
Nah? I cut you caught your master platte.
Speaker 2 (17:48):
To fix me a knife. Come on, boy, I'm gonna
twist this bottle around in your face. You learn you
to fight with a red headed man. I'll learn you.
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He's dead. I killed him. I killed him like I said, Kara.
Speaker 8 (18:29):
Muh yes dead. Plenty of trouble now, police.
Speaker 2 (18:34):
Hold on, let's get out of here. Where we go, Karak,
I gotta hide some here.
Speaker 8 (18:39):
You go a long house on beach. Wait there, me
fix the boat, leave for footy quick and what boat
you got?
Speaker 2 (18:44):
No ball on me?
Speaker 8 (18:44):
Find a boat? Me Hi, tell a friend Pellett.
Speaker 2 (18:48):
All right, I trust you, but hurry man, hurry.
Speaker 4 (18:59):
It in terror in the shack on the beach, while
Karaki broke into the boat sheds and with an axe
smashed the bottoms out of the three craft sheltered there.
Then he opened the trade room and quickly gathered together
a bundle of supplies, including a rifle in the box
of cartridges. Next, he carried everything out onto the beach
and loaded it into a stout outrigger canoe that belonged
to mister Mummery. Finally, he fetched Pellet from the shack,
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and together they hurriedly launched the canoe in the lagoon.
Karak rigged the big MAT's sails and then paddled out
into the breeze. Just beyond the harbor.
Speaker 2 (19:32):
Entrance were made at Karak. We say, yes, hell, look
where are we headed for? Anyway? What island we go? Karak?
Speaker 8 (19:43):
Who go here? Hooka? You're crazy?
Speaker 2 (19:47):
Eight hundred miles from here?
Speaker 8 (19:48):
What a same.
Speaker 10 (19:49):
We go along way home eight hundred miles. We go
all fine, always one, bring you along my home.
Speaker 2 (19:58):
Hi, karaate. I don't know why you're doing it for me,
but I'll see you through.
Speaker 4 (20:12):
It was not the beginning of a very pleasant voyage
for mister Christopher Pellett. The fear of being captured and
hanged was great enough, but added to it were the
horrors brought on once more by the lack of alcohol.
The first night he was too seasick to care. But
my morning he was raving.
Speaker 2 (20:32):
Rum, give me rum your blast.
Speaker 8 (20:34):
He no got him?
Speaker 2 (20:35):
Rum, your bloody fool. What did your pack in some round?
Speaker 8 (20:38):
Need water? No need? Rum, got plenty water.
Speaker 2 (20:42):
You'll crack. You don't drink water?
Speaker 8 (20:44):
Better you drink water. Well, I won't turn back, I'll
they hang under the turn back.
Speaker 10 (20:49):
I checked you soon cat you mom, big fellow? Wind
blow straight to bog.
Speaker 8 (20:54):
No, how did you find Bogunville anyway?
Speaker 2 (20:57):
No, we're going back. I changed you.
Speaker 4 (21:03):
Karaki easily tied the weakened white man hand and foot,
and continued to sail off into the open sea. Now
and then he threw a dipper full of sea water
over the white Man and occasionally fed him with cocoanut milk.
Karaki was an excellent nurse. He even combed Pellet's red
hair and whiskers twice every day. By the time they
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reached the Santa Cruz region, Pellet's condition had improved and
Karaki released him. They were now in an area peppered
with tiny eyelets, and Karaki decided to land on the
lee of one in order to replenish their water supply.
He had dropped sail and was paddling slowly into the
beach when suddenly, from out of nowhere, a cutter carrying
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two white men appeared behind them.
Speaker 8 (21:52):
Oh heve not cutsain. Karaki and Pellet go away.
Speaker 2 (22:00):
With the gundan krucky.
Speaker 8 (22:01):
We're enough trouble now, okay I shall.
Speaker 4 (22:17):
For some foolish reason, the two white men did not
believe a native would dare resist them, and for their
mistake they were both killed. Karaki, however, wasted no time
sailing back into the open sea without his precious water,
and twenty nine days later he was doling out the
few remaining drops to Pellett, taking none for himself. His
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every gesture was one of sacrifice, that his white companion
might survive. Finally, on the thirty sixth day they sweat
sight at Schwazuru and by noon they came ashore. There
they stayed for a week, fattening themselves on the unlimited
supply of cocoanut.
Speaker 9 (23:00):
So you think Bogunville is just under the rise in
a Karake, Yes, mighty good thing too. You know there's
the limit of British authority, my boy, big fellow British master,
stop him here and now can go that side?
Speaker 8 (23:15):
Yes?
Speaker 10 (23:15):
No, can punish Karaki for anything he do with bog
on Ville side my word, no catch Pellet?
Speaker 8 (23:22):
Never?
Speaker 2 (23:23):
What makes you so sure of that?
Speaker 8 (23:25):
Save well?
Speaker 9 (23:27):
All right, old chap, you got me this fire, I
trust you. You know you're quite a fella Karake. Yes, sure,
don't talk much though I heaven maybe memory was right.
I should like to know what goes on under that
top mat of here is, my boy. I'd like to
tell you how grateful I am, which I could show you. Listen,
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karak uh mean one big fellow friend longhe savvey you
one big fellow friend, long me, sorry.
Speaker 2 (24:02):
Me two big fellow friend always?
Speaker 7 (24:04):
What?
Speaker 2 (24:05):
Yes, my word, Karaki, you kill me.
Speaker 5 (24:16):
Pellet.
Speaker 4 (24:19):
And thus did Christopher Pellett express his gratitude to the
quiet savage who had, with rarest self sacrifice, saved his
life again and again, and now that he was thoroughly sober,
he could understand it no more than Mummery head back
in for footy. Two days later, under a beautiful dawn,
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they sailed into Boganville, into a bay that was crystal
blue and right up onto a dazzling white beach. Pellet
was the first to show and he ran up to
a rocky point to see all the charm of the
place for himself. Karaki, in his simple and efficient way,
proceeded about his own affairs. He he landed that was
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left of the supply, stolen it for foote. A few
minutes after, Hellett heard a gentle footstep behind him and
turned to find Karaoke standing there with the rifle at
his hip and the axe in his hand.
Speaker 2 (25:18):
Me like me like too, great place you got here,
Karake may like him? Head huh? What oh? May like
if you too, Karagate?
Speaker 8 (25:30):
We big fellow friend right hey like him too much?
One fella had belong along you.
Speaker 2 (25:37):
What do you mean?
Speaker 10 (25:38):
I don't understand red hair, fine red whiskers, big price
here smoke him head, make him Kaaki, big man on island.
Speaker 2 (25:49):
You mean you mean you got my head?
Speaker 8 (25:54):
Fine head, very fine head. Cut him off.
Speaker 5 (25:59):
Now that was the way of it, That was all
the mystery.
Speaker 4 (26:15):
In Karaki's country, a white man's head well smoked was
indeed a prize, but that of mister Christopher Pellet, with
his precious red whiskers was a thing to be desired
above the love of women and the simple patient. And
during Karaki had served hard to win it. And did
it really matter to Pellet how or why he died,
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since his own race would have hanged him.
Speaker 5 (26:40):
For murder anyway.
Speaker 3 (26:57):
Escape were used and directed by David Friedka and then
Morton Frynne has brought You The Price of the Head,
a story by John Russell and adapted for radio by
John Meston. Featured in the cast were Mary Jane Croft,
Hans Conried, Ben Wright and Jack Prusian. Also heard were
Clayton Post and Herb Butterfield. You're an answer, George Walsh.
The special music for Escape is composed and conducted by
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Leith Stephens.
Speaker 1 (27:21):
Next week, there's a fortune in the cabin of an
airplane crushed on an island somewhere in the Caribbean, and
only you know where it is.
Speaker 2 (27:37):
By your side.
Speaker 1 (27:38):
Sailing the Treacherous channels a smiling killer with a knife
from whom there is.
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No escape.
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Speaker 4 (29:00):
You
Tired of the everyday grind, ever dream of a life
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You are adrift and a Native canoe somewhere off the
Solomon Islands.
Speaker 2 (00:50):
Ahead of you by the.
Speaker 1 (00:52):
Unknown terrors of native savagery, and closing it on you
is a white man who's this gunboat will smash you
to the bottom of the sea.
Speaker 3 (01:03):
Listen now as Escape brings you John Russell's story The
Price of the Head.
Speaker 4 (01:22):
The possessions of mister Christopher Pellett were these a bad
name in the Islands a suit of ducks in which
he lived and slept, a continuous thirst for liquor, and
a set of fine red whiskers. And strangely enough.
Speaker 5 (01:37):
He had a friend Karaki.
Speaker 4 (01:40):
Now, no man can gain friendship except by virtue of
some decent quality attaching to him, and Pellet had none.
I'll then explain the loving devotion lavished upon that drunken
brute by the gentle native. This was the mystery at
full footy. But mystery or not, Pellett himself became unendurable
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to the decent, peaceable folk of the town.
Speaker 6 (02:11):
Yo, like, SHOT's gonna kill you, pellet, so help me.
I put a bullet in your drunken brains.
Speaker 2 (02:27):
Get out, all right, I'm gone. I'm gone. In the
Silver Isles, who lived the wench whose eyes were blue
and nose was hey, mummery? He missed the van Mummy, Mummy, make.
Speaker 7 (02:48):
Your hands on. Mister Pellett, you're an offenser. You're an offence.
Speaker 8 (02:55):
Kara, where is that boy?
Speaker 7 (02:57):
One day, mister Howe may be obliged to shoot me me.
Speaker 9 (03:00):
That'll be murder. The murder's fine talk for company agent.
Mister Murray, Where is that boy?
Speaker 8 (03:05):
Karake? Come here, Karake, Kaak, you come quick? You shut
you are right? No hit Pellett anywhere.
Speaker 9 (03:16):
I'm fine, Karake, Fine, go fetch one bottle? Rum you
come along home?
Speaker 8 (03:19):
Uh here you go along, mister habb pay for trouble,
catch him bottle? Wait here, Ma, you not be much longer?
Speaker 9 (03:24):
You wait, fine, fellow, that Karake Moray only friend I
got in this filth the island.
Speaker 7 (03:30):
May I suggest, mister Pillett, perhaps if you behaves.
Speaker 2 (03:33):
Nothing, I got a headache.
Speaker 9 (03:36):
You tell Karake, I gone to the beach and in
the Silver Isles.
Speaker 2 (03:40):
I lived a wench's eyes.
Speaker 6 (03:42):
All right, Karake, he will pay for this mess, but
next time he blows up, I'll put a bullet in
his legs.
Speaker 8 (03:59):
No, no, me, no shooting Karaki all the time.
Speaker 6 (04:02):
Pay good, well, mister Mummery, beat it, Karagy.
Speaker 7 (04:05):
I'd like a chat with you, mister Howe.
Speaker 6 (04:07):
All right with you, sir, boy Jack, give Karaki your
bottle of rum and get this mess cleaned.
Speaker 7 (04:11):
Up, Yes, sir, mister Howe, him into the office.
Speaker 2 (04:14):
Mister Mummery, we're more cozy there.
Speaker 6 (04:22):
Yeah, that Pellat ought to be in jail.
Speaker 2 (04:27):
The man's a mad beast.
Speaker 7 (04:28):
Yeers, and particularly so on your ruminster house.
Speaker 6 (04:31):
Oh come now, mister Mummery. You can't lay pellett sins
on my doorstep. Nothing I can do as long as
he pays his bills.
Speaker 7 (04:39):
But I'm a fair men, mister Howe, and I won't
order you to stop selling Pellet your rum if there's
any other way to handle the matter.
Speaker 6 (04:45):
Well, to be honest with you, sir, I do make
a small profit on Karake's pearls, but he pays me
with oh nothing enormous mind, you still I do without it,
not to have Pellett about when I walk down the
street of a feeling the native are laughing at me
just because I'm a white man too.
Speaker 7 (05:02):
If it happens, it's true and something must be done
at once. And mister Howe, I'll try talking to him
like a gentleman. But I'll be firm with you now
if you will send my jack with a message that
i'd like to have him for tea tomorrow tea.
Speaker 6 (05:19):
You don't mind my saying so, mister murmury t isn't.
Speaker 7 (05:22):
All right, then I tell him they'll be whiskey.
Speaker 2 (05:26):
That'll do it, sir, And good luck with him.
Speaker 7 (05:29):
Thank you, mister how tagaragara whiskey.
Speaker 9 (05:53):
And mister Pellett, girl, there's been years since my throat's
been wet by good scotch whiskey.
Speaker 2 (06:12):
Memory.
Speaker 7 (06:13):
Yes, I am sure you live.
Speaker 2 (06:14):
Well here, fine house, good liquor servants.
Speaker 7 (06:17):
I work hard, mister Pillett, and I stay sober.
Speaker 2 (06:20):
You should have been a preacher, memory, you missed your
lion in Copra.
Speaker 7 (06:23):
If you please, mister Pellett, we are not discussing Micrie.
Speaker 9 (06:26):
No, we'll go on memory, as long as I'm bringing
your whiskey. Listen your chatter, girl.
Speaker 7 (06:30):
You you make it difficult, mister Pelletto. Yes, I suppose
you do.
Speaker 2 (06:35):
I didn't expect you to invite me here out of friendliness. Mmmory.
Speaker 7 (06:38):
But you could have friends, mister Peett, if you live decent.
Speaker 2 (06:41):
I live the way I want. I've got a friend,
a savage. That's odd. I never thought of Karak. He
is a savage. I suppose he is.
Speaker 7 (06:47):
Yes, civilization lies lightly on these people, mister Pellett. At
hot Karaky is nothing but a heathen from.
Speaker 9 (06:54):
Bog Yeah, you're not Karaki, like said there's I was
talking about it.
Speaker 2 (06:58):
Well, you must probably talk about your home.
Speaker 7 (07:01):
There is a bus difference.
Speaker 2 (07:02):
I'm sure is quite a serious little man. You just
haven't got to know him.
Speaker 7 (07:06):
That so we scarce to find much in common. I
fear good heavens, mister Pellett. Surely you haven't sunk so
low as to have forgotten everything we stand for out here.
Speaker 9 (07:14):
I have no use for any man except Karake. He's
the only friend I ever had.
Speaker 7 (07:18):
But how do you know what is going on in
that head of his? How can you tell?
Speaker 2 (07:21):
I don't have to? So far he's treated me right enough.
Speaker 7 (07:25):
But you have no respect for the position the rest
of us here must maintain. You disgrace us in the
eyes of every native on this island.
Speaker 9 (07:32):
I'm impressed. I know it is that important a figure.
Mmmory Tagara, whatever your name is, you.
Speaker 7 (07:39):
Are beyond reasoning with, mister Pellett.
Speaker 2 (07:41):
You can go on trying murray as long as a
whiskey holder.
Speaker 7 (07:44):
Have you no pride?
Speaker 2 (07:45):
Man?
Speaker 9 (07:45):
I cleaned out a bar in Sydney once alone against
nine sailors, exact, and engineered a mutiny. I bought an
Arab down the Gulf of All months and years back,
I sold a cargo Bahrain for pretty figure.
Speaker 2 (07:54):
Mummy, pretty figure.
Speaker 7 (07:55):
Well, that's certainly compounding a cry.
Speaker 9 (07:57):
That cargo is illegal in the first place. Murmmory, slave
as it was, little boys and girls.
Speaker 7 (08:01):
I'm in there, mister Pellett. I must ask you once
in the bottles.
Speaker 2 (08:05):
I must finish Mory where you are.
Speaker 7 (08:07):
Will you take a job if I offer you one?
Speaker 9 (08:11):
Yeah, Mmory, I stopped working nine years ago.
Speaker 2 (08:14):
I'm against working all right.
Speaker 7 (08:18):
Then I must ask you to leave this island on
the next boat.
Speaker 2 (08:20):
I like it here, Mmory, and I'm staying here, and
I can't make you go I suppose you suppose right.
Speaker 7 (08:25):
But I do have certain powers. The company controls the
sale of liquor here, mister Pellett, and if I order
that none be given.
Speaker 9 (08:31):
You, you'd do I would unless I take a job
of leaves. Eh, exactly, well, I'm not working.
Speaker 2 (08:38):
I'm not leaving.
Speaker 7 (08:39):
Mmmorray, then you won't be boozing either, mister Pellett.
Speaker 2 (08:42):
Give me the rest of that bottles. I've earned it.
Speaker 7 (08:45):
Good day, mister Pellett.
Speaker 4 (08:55):
That night, the order went out to serve Pellett no
more runs. However, the alcohol he had taken on at
the agent's house saw him through until noon the next day.
He awoke then with a terrible thirst, and by evening
he was raging. You cannot cut off alcohol from a
man who has been continuously drunk for nine years without
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results more or less violent karak with the patience of
a saint. For the brunt of it all, karaoke the
little heathen from bog and beer, a place where some
people were smoked than others eaten. It took two days
of awful torture to break pellet spirit, and on the
morning of the third the man was shattered.
Speaker 8 (09:40):
Feel much better today, No.
Speaker 2 (09:43):
No, Karaki gets worse.
Speaker 10 (09:45):
Karaki pullmbus from ocean last night. If you want to fight,
big fellow shark, drink blood.
Speaker 2 (09:50):
You say, out of my head, clean out of my head.
Speaker 8 (09:54):
Two three weeks, you'll be fine once more, my word.
Speaker 9 (09:56):
I can't wait too three weeks. I gotta have a drink.
Karaki die if I don't get a drink.
Speaker 8 (10:01):
Wait a few days. All fine.
Speaker 2 (10:03):
You don't understand, Karak. I can't make it. Go tell Momurray,
I can't make it. Tell him I'll leave on the
next ship.
Speaker 10 (10:08):
No, no, no, no, can't leave. We plenty much all
the time. Good friend, Karak in Pellette.
Speaker 2 (10:14):
I know, I know, but I'm not good dead crock.
You go tell him now.
Speaker 8 (10:17):
No, No, can't leave.
Speaker 2 (10:18):
Wait you tell him, I'll tell him, but I'll have
a buttler. I have to kill together.
Speaker 10 (10:22):
No sleep a long, long couple hours, then go maybe No, no,
you're right for myself.
Speaker 8 (10:27):
No no, please hurry.
Speaker 2 (10:30):
Right, smash it. I'll have my rumma. No man, I'll stomping.
Speaker 8 (10:34):
No, can't leave, not now, not now.
Speaker 9 (10:49):
Mommory, mommery, mummery, All right, mister Pellet, please come in, man.
Speaker 2 (10:56):
Come in, mommy.
Speaker 7 (10:58):
I need a drink, mister Pellett, not a drop here
or anywhere else in fot give.
Speaker 2 (11:02):
Me a drink man, God, get on your blasted ship.
Speaker 7 (11:05):
Oh but then you agree to leave.
Speaker 2 (11:07):
Yeah.
Speaker 7 (11:07):
Yeah, and on the next ship.
Speaker 2 (11:09):
Yes, on the next ship you can have your rum.
Speaker 7 (11:12):
But you will be on that ship. When she said,
I'll give me a drink man quick, so you can
get a drink at mister Howees. I'll send a message
to him. Memory was all I can do to get
this far.
Speaker 2 (11:20):
I need a drink now, all.
Speaker 7 (11:23):
Right, mister Pellett, but just one. I will not have
you disgracing me in my own husban.
Speaker 2 (11:31):
Yeah, take it, Nick, one more. No, give me that
part or memory. If you come to Michael Howse with me,
I'll buy a drink.
Speaker 7 (11:48):
No, thank you, mister Pellett. I'd rather not be seen
in your company.
Speaker 2 (11:52):
I don't know to how tell him to sell me rum.
I'll take it with me.
Speaker 7 (11:56):
Do you have to get drunk now, mister Pellett, Now back,
gotta let's not kill you memory now all right, mister Pillett,
But it would be a happy day for all of us.
When you're aboard that trip, I'll find.
Speaker 2 (12:07):
Me another island. Memory and you'll be transferred there one.
Speaker 7 (12:10):
Day, God forbid. I write you your note, and I
want to see no more of you till the day
you leave.
Speaker 2 (12:15):
That's good enough for me, Your dull company, mmmory at.
Speaker 7 (12:19):
Least, I'm a gentleman, mister Pillett, but I have enough
respect for myself not to become a walking insult to
me in my race.
Speaker 2 (12:25):
The note memory, the note. You can come to house
and preach to me. I don't mind it there. Hurry man, hurry, hurry.
Speaker 3 (12:43):
You are listening to the Price of the Head tonight's
presentation of Escape. Sometimes it's fun to escape with an
adventure story, as you're doing now. At other times, it's
fun to relax with music. Tomorrow, on CBS Radio, you
can enjoy the second in our series of Alsinki's festivals.
The program will open with a Sebelia Symphony Number five
(13:04):
in E flat major and continue with four more of
his most impressive works. Enjoy easy listening on World Music
Festivals Tomorrow over most of these stations, and now back
to Escape and the second act of the Price of
the Head.
Speaker 4 (13:36):
In the days that followed Hellett, there came a sudden
lump of flesh preserved in alcohol. He did not smile,
nor dance, nor exhibit any of the amiable eccentricities that
sometimes recommend the drunken to a certain toleration. He was
a brute, and he behaved like a brute, but all
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the time, waiting for the day the ship would arrive,
remained true and showered more devotion than ever upon his friend.
He spent his evenings outside michael House bar, patiently waiting
for Pellett to get drunk.
Speaker 5 (14:11):
Enough to take a long home.
Speaker 4 (14:13):
Night after night karaoke waited while the white man stood
roaring inside.
Speaker 2 (14:20):
Why Jack, bring me another bottle?
Speaker 8 (14:23):
Please, mister Pellar close up now, you plenty too much
dunk already.
Speaker 2 (14:27):
I'll tell me when they drink. I've got that bottle.
Speaker 8 (14:29):
Jump all right, mister pell All right, I get a bottle.
I fix your bottle and hurrying off your ball clown
who told you to open?
Speaker 2 (14:40):
I'm all open the bottle if you want to? Broken
head boy? Jack? Where's how mister how gone home? Pretty good? Rum?
Speaker 8 (14:48):
Yes, mister Pellack.
Speaker 2 (14:49):
Stinks, so do you? So does everyone on his bloody island?
Like rum, here's what I think of your rum? I
come here, by Jack, because I'm gonna crack your head.
I'm gonna crack you.
Speaker 8 (15:14):
Karaki, Karaky, take him long home, now, Karaki.
Speaker 4 (15:32):
A few minutes later, the wiry little Karaki had the
white man across his shoulder and bore him down the
beach to the miserable shelter of Pandana's.
Speaker 5 (15:39):
Leaves they called home.
Speaker 4 (15:42):
There he eased Pellett to a mat, bathed him with
cool water, and carefully brushed the dirt from his bright
red hair and whiskers. Then he sat by with a
fan and kept the mosquitoes from the drunkard's bloated face.
Speaker 5 (15:56):
He sat there all night while Pellett slept.
Speaker 4 (16:00):
It was midday before Pellett awoke and ground his way
out of a painful fog of alcohol.
Speaker 8 (16:08):
Rum, rum, karaki, rum, cocingnut more better here, drink milk.
Feel fine soon.
Speaker 2 (16:20):
You'll find sooner. I've had some rum karaoke. Haven't you
gonna babble around here? Some?
Speaker 8 (16:24):
No rum? You drink along? Too much rum last night?
Too much moy jack rum?
Speaker 2 (16:31):
What do you mean too much? Moy jack? Rum?
Speaker 8 (16:34):
Moy jack? Put white powder in bottle, Make me sleep?
Speaker 2 (16:38):
White powder? So that little rat why jack.
Speaker 8 (16:43):
Him all the time? Life.
Speaker 10 (16:44):
I'll he'd be careful, moy jackim all the time, carry knife,
cut face on a.
Speaker 2 (16:50):
Little wax man, I'll murder. Come on, karacke for you.
Speaker 8 (16:54):
Watch out for a knife and my Jack him playing fans.
Chill him, watch him fella close. Pellett will get face.
Speaker 2 (17:01):
I'll handle him, karate. Don't you worry.
Speaker 4 (17:06):
Half in anger and half in anticipation of the pleasure
of beating a man. Pellett staggered down the beach towards
house bow. It was the noon hour of repose.
Speaker 5 (17:15):
And all for foot Pouty was asleep.
Speaker 4 (17:17):
Pellett reached the bar and found my Jack dozing peacefully
among the bottles. He woke in with a savage kick.
Speaker 2 (17:25):
Get out your dirty scarm. Get up so I can
bust holes in.
Speaker 8 (17:28):
You hurt me.
Speaker 2 (17:33):
Again? You walk?
Speaker 8 (17:41):
Nah? I cut you caught your master platte.
Speaker 2 (17:48):
To fix me a knife. Come on, boy, I'm gonna
twist this bottle around in your face. You learn you
to fight with a red headed man. I'll learn you.
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He's dead. I killed him. I killed him like I said, Kara.
Speaker 8 (18:29):
Muh yes dead. Plenty of trouble now, police.
Speaker 2 (18:34):
Hold on, let's get out of here. Where we go, Karak,
I gotta hide some here.
Speaker 8 (18:39):
You go a long house on beach. Wait there, me
fix the boat, leave for footy quick and what boat
you got?
Speaker 2 (18:44):
No ball on me?
Speaker 8 (18:44):
Find a boat? Me Hi, tell a friend Pellett.
Speaker 2 (18:48):
All right, I trust you, but hurry man, hurry.
Speaker 4 (18:59):
It in terror in the shack on the beach, while
Karaki broke into the boat sheds and with an axe
smashed the bottoms out of the three craft sheltered there.
Then he opened the trade room and quickly gathered together
a bundle of supplies, including a rifle in the box
of cartridges. Next, he carried everything out onto the beach
and loaded it into a stout outrigger canoe that belonged
to mister Mummery. Finally, he fetched Pellet from the shack,
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and together they hurriedly launched the canoe in the lagoon.
Karak rigged the big MAT's sails and then paddled out
into the breeze. Just beyond the harbor.
Speaker 2 (19:32):
Entrance were made at Karak. We say, yes, hell, look
where are we headed for? Anyway? What island we go? Karak?
Speaker 8 (19:43):
Who go here? Hooka? You're crazy?
Speaker 2 (19:47):
Eight hundred miles from here?
Speaker 8 (19:48):
What a same.
Speaker 10 (19:49):
We go along way home eight hundred miles. We go
all fine, always one, bring you along my home.
Speaker 2 (19:58):
Hi, karaate. I don't know why you're doing it for me,
but I'll see you through.
Speaker 4 (20:12):
It was not the beginning of a very pleasant voyage
for mister Christopher Pellett. The fear of being captured and
hanged was great enough, but added to it were the
horrors brought on once more by the lack of alcohol.
The first night he was too seasick to care. But
my morning he was raving.
Speaker 2 (20:32):
Rum, give me rum your blast.
Speaker 8 (20:34):
He no got him?
Speaker 2 (20:35):
Rum, your bloody fool. What did your pack in some round?
Speaker 8 (20:38):
Need water? No need? Rum, got plenty water.
Speaker 2 (20:42):
You'll crack. You don't drink water?
Speaker 8 (20:44):
Better you drink water. Well, I won't turn back, I'll
they hang under the turn back.
Speaker 10 (20:49):
I checked you soon cat you mom, big fellow? Wind
blow straight to bog.
Speaker 8 (20:54):
No, how did you find Bogunville anyway?
Speaker 2 (20:57):
No, we're going back. I changed you.
Speaker 4 (21:03):
Karaki easily tied the weakened white man hand and foot,
and continued to sail off into the open sea. Now
and then he threw a dipper full of sea water
over the white Man and occasionally fed him with cocoanut milk.
Karaki was an excellent nurse. He even combed Pellet's red
hair and whiskers twice every day. By the time they
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reached the Santa Cruz region, Pellet's condition had improved and
Karaki released him. They were now in an area peppered
with tiny eyelets, and Karaki decided to land on the
lee of one in order to replenish their water supply.
He had dropped sail and was paddling slowly into the
beach when suddenly, from out of nowhere, a cutter carrying
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two white men appeared behind them.
Speaker 8 (21:52):
Oh heve not cutsain. Karaki and Pellet go away.
Speaker 2 (22:00):
With the gundan krucky.
Speaker 8 (22:01):
We're enough trouble now, okay I shall.
Speaker 4 (22:17):
For some foolish reason, the two white men did not
believe a native would dare resist them, and for their
mistake they were both killed. Karaki, however, wasted no time
sailing back into the open sea without his precious water,
and twenty nine days later he was doling out the
few remaining drops to Pellett, taking none for himself. His
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every gesture was one of sacrifice, that his white companion
might survive. Finally, on the thirty sixth day they sweat
sight at Schwazuru and by noon they came ashore. There
they stayed for a week, fattening themselves on the unlimited
supply of cocoanut.
Speaker 9 (23:00):
So you think Bogunville is just under the rise in
a Karake, Yes, mighty good thing too. You know there's
the limit of British authority, my boy, big fellow British master,
stop him here and now can go that side?
Speaker 8 (23:15):
Yes?
Speaker 10 (23:15):
No, can punish Karaki for anything he do with bog
on Ville side my word, no catch Pellet?
Speaker 8 (23:22):
Never?
Speaker 2 (23:23):
What makes you so sure of that?
Speaker 8 (23:25):
Save well?
Speaker 9 (23:27):
All right, old chap, you got me this fire, I
trust you. You know you're quite a fella Karake. Yes, sure,
don't talk much though I heaven maybe memory was right.
I should like to know what goes on under that
top mat of here is, my boy. I'd like to
tell you how grateful I am, which I could show you. Listen,
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karak uh mean one big fellow friend longhe savvey you
one big fellow friend, long me, sorry.
Speaker 2 (24:02):
Me two big fellow friend always?
Speaker 7 (24:04):
What?
Speaker 2 (24:05):
Yes, my word, Karaki, you kill me.
Speaker 5 (24:16):
Pellet.
Speaker 4 (24:19):
And thus did Christopher Pellett express his gratitude to the
quiet savage who had, with rarest self sacrifice, saved his
life again and again, and now that he was thoroughly sober,
he could understand it no more than Mummery head back
in for footy. Two days later, under a beautiful dawn,
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they sailed into Boganville, into a bay that was crystal
blue and right up onto a dazzling white beach. Pellet
was the first to show and he ran up to
a rocky point to see all the charm of the
place for himself. Karaki, in his simple and efficient way,
proceeded about his own affairs. He he landed that was
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left of the supply, stolen it for foote. A few
minutes after, Hellett heard a gentle footstep behind him and
turned to find Karaoke standing there with the rifle at
his hip and the axe in his hand.
Speaker 2 (25:18):
Me like me like too, great place you got here,
Karake may like him? Head huh? What oh? May like
if you too, Karagate?
Speaker 8 (25:30):
We big fellow friend right hey like him too much?
One fella had belong along you.
Speaker 2 (25:37):
What do you mean?
Speaker 10 (25:38):
I don't understand red hair, fine red whiskers, big price
here smoke him head, make him Kaaki, big man on island.
Speaker 2 (25:49):
You mean you mean you got my head?
Speaker 8 (25:54):
Fine head, very fine head. Cut him off.
Speaker 5 (25:59):
Now that was the way of it, That was all
the mystery.
Speaker 4 (26:15):
In Karaki's country, a white man's head well smoked was
indeed a prize, but that of mister Christopher Pellet, with
his precious red whiskers was a thing to be desired
above the love of women and the simple patient. And
during Karaki had served hard to win it. And did
it really matter to Pellet how or why he died,
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since his own race would have hanged him.
Speaker 5 (26:40):
For murder anyway.
Speaker 3 (26:57):
Escape were used and directed by David Friedka and then
Morton Frynne has brought You The Price of the Head,
a story by John Russell and adapted for radio by
John Meston. Featured in the cast were Mary Jane Croft,
Hans Conried, Ben Wright and Jack Prusian. Also heard were
Clayton Post and Herb Butterfield. You're an answer, George Walsh.
The special music for Escape is composed and conducted by
(27:19):
Leith Stephens.
Speaker 1 (27:21):
Next week, there's a fortune in the cabin of an
airplane crushed on an island somewhere in the Caribbean, and
only you know where it is.
Speaker 2 (27:37):
By your side.
Speaker 1 (27:38):
Sailing the Treacherous channels a smiling killer with a knife
from whom there is.
Speaker 2 (27:47):
No escape.
Speaker 3 (27:48):
So listen next week when escape brings you e Jack
Newman's story The Coward. There's music on Melody Ranch tomorrow
on CBS Radio when the popular galloping cowboy with the
(28:11):
Golden Voice returns. He's Gene Autry as singing a saddle
man as ever rode the range. Meet Gene Autry at
the Old Corral when he returns to Melody Ranch tomorrow
on most of these same stations. Stay tune now for
Night Watch, which follows immediately over most of these same stations.
Where there's gun smoke, there's Western Adventure Monday nights on
(28:31):
the CBS Radio network.
Speaker 4 (29:00):
You
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