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episode of Mister Chameleon. The original aired eight January the twenty sixth, nineteen
forty nine, and the title is The Orphanage Murder Case. Next Mister Chameleon
and the Orphanage Murder Case. Tonight we again present the famous Mister Cameleon of
Central Headquarters in his most famous cases of crime and murder, brought to you
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mister Camellion is a college man. He tried from childhood to live up to
the name he bore Chameleon, by taking on the color of whatever situation in
which he found himself, appearing in endless guises, finally entering the police force,
where he became known as Cameleon, the man of many faces, the
underworld's most dreaded man. The listener invariably knows who mister Camelion is, no
matter which disguise he assumes, but the criminals tracking down seldom does. Tonight
we give you, mister Camellion. In the Orphanage murder case, the name
of Martha Phillips is known to thousands, for she has devoted her life and
all of her wealth to establishing a home where ortan children can be brought and
from which they are sent out to fine established homes. This New York haven
for children is known as Philip's Mansion, and was the lovely old home of
Martha's father. And we find her now late at night, this remarkable spinster
sitting in her office working on her memoirs. Of course, a child can
resemble someone, and it may be an accident of nature. There may be
no relationship between the child and the adult, they resemble. But even so,
this particular resemblance is amazing, and every once in a while I cannot
resist saying, Mary, Jane looks exactly like you. What's that? What
happened? Who turned off the lights? Who's locking the door? Who is
it? Oh? No? No. A few hours later, we find
mister Camellion, the Great Detective, the Man of many disguises, kneeling beside
Martha Phillips's dead body, and he is saying to the man and woman standing
next to him, who discovered to mister Dalton, you were Miss Adams.
We both did. We knocked on her door, mister Comelian. It was
late, but we wanted to tell her the news that we intended to get
married next week. I see, and this is what you found, a
woman horribly strangled, a great and good woman, mister Dalton. I understand
that you were Martha phillips assistant, all right, hand man. Yes,
I've worked here at the family home for fifteen years. I worshiped Miss Phillips.
We all did, not all of you, mister Dalton. Someone hated
her enough to murder, and I intend to find out who Miss Adams you're
the house mother, aren't you. Yes, I've always loved working with children.
I've only been here a year. That's all right, sweetheart. Oh
John, mister comedian is right. Someone must have hated Miss Phillips enough to
kill him. That's what's so completely incredible. So who is Mary Jane?
What? What does that? Mister comedian? Who is Mary Jane? Well?
Who is shame? She's a little girl here at the home, about
three years old. She was Martha Phillips pet. In fact, Miss Phllips
couldn't bear the part with her. I think she intended to adopt the child
herself. Where is Mary Jane? I'd like to say him. Miss Adams
is shame. She's not here. She's spending a week with Miss Phillips during
the country. She's due back in a day or two. Mister Camelian,
what made you ask about Mary Jane? This, mister Dalton, a scrap
of paper torn out of a notebook and clutched in Miss Phillip's hand. There's
writing on it. It says Mary Jane looks just like you. What does
that mean? Whom does the child resemble? I don't know, mister Dalton,
I don't know Sir, can't imagine Mary Jane's very pretty, quite blond
blue eyes. Have you a picture of her hair? No? Are you
sure? Didn't you hear him say? No? Mister commiedian, John doesn't
lie. You're getting very excited, Miss Adams. I'm not. I'm upset,
but that's natural, isn't it. Yes, come in, Dave,
This is miss Adams, mister Dalton, Detective Sergeant Dave Arnold, what's on
your mind? Day? It's Missus McLaughlan, the housekeeper here. She says
that Martha Phillips was working on her memoirs that the Williams Publishing Company had already
control to publish them. Miss Phillips was writing the story of her life.
Uh huh. And the last time Missus McLachlan saw her, about eight o'clock
in the evening, Miss Phillips was sitting at her desk here writing, mister
Dalton, did you know about these memoirs? Well, no, mister comedian.
That is Miss Phillips said she was going to write them, but I
didn't know she'd started them. You didn't know that she'd started you who were
so close to her, yet the housekeeper knew? How is that mister Dalton,
are you calling him a liar again? No, no, miss Adams,
I'm simply asking him a question, and I intend to keep right on
asking a great many more questions. Dave here, sir, get miss McLachlan
the housekeeper. Bring her in here. I want to know all she can
tell me about those memoirs that Martha Phillips was writing when she was murdered.
Miss McLachlin. You say when you last saw miss Phillips, she was writing
in a notebook, a big black notebook. That's right, mister comedian.
Yet that notebook has vanished. We've turned this room inside out and there is
no such notebook, just the same she was writing in it. What were
her last words to you? I said, good night. I guess that
was all, Miss McLaughlan, just good night. Are you calling me a
liar? You know that's very interesting. You all seem convinced that I'm accusing
you of lying. Why is it possible that you all feel guilty? Well,
I'm not guilty. I'm not guilty of anything, mister comelion. And
if mister Dalton and miss Adams have been spreading stories about me, I'll bet
you haven't. I know you, John Dalton, pussy footing around Miss Phillips
buttering her up. She left you a lot of money in her will,
didn't she, Mister Dalton, wasn't it convenient of her to die just when
you were thinking of getting married to Miss Adams. Be quiet, I won't
be quiet. All right. Then I'll tell mister Comedion about you. I'll
tell him you a fire yesterday afternoon, because you were so rude, so
arrogant with the children, and because you were even suspected of stealing. Shut
up. If you saw Martha Phillips tonight, she didn't say goodbye to you.
She said goodbye, Why you puny little white? All right, ladies,
that's enough. But mister I said that was enough for the present.
You both managed to tell me a great deal. Now, I'd like to
look over the building. The children are asleep. I sha'n't disturb them.
Mister Dalton, you're very careful of the munch Naturally, they're orphan children,
and they're in my charge, especially now that that Martha Phillips has gone,
and now that you have possibly inherited a fortune and her position as guardian angel
to a lot of unfortunate children. Miss Adams, come along. I'll need
you as a guide. I want you to show me over this house from
top to bottom. Well, one thing is clear, miss Adams. The
way this officer's placed the killer had to come down this corridor to reach it.
What are these rooms opening out from either side? Uh? Classrooms mostly,
mister commedian. Oh, we have children here at the home up to
seven and eight years old. Quite a few of them are a foreign extraction.
They are taught to speak English or to read and write. Did you
love little Mary Jane too, Mary Jane? Why? Yes, Well it
may interest you to know that I've had a police guard placed over the child.
Police guard what for? I intend to go up to the country to
see her tomorrow, and I wanted to be sure that she'd still be there
at miss Phillips's sister's place when I arrived. Mister Comeleon, that's another classroom.
Oh, yes, I see the blackboarder, Miss Adams. Yes,
look, a child has been writing on the blackboard. You see what they've
written? Read it? Mary Jane, looks just like you. The identical
words Miss Phillips was writing in her memoirs when she was murdered. Mister Comellion
I don't understand in here, Miss Adams, who could have written that?
What child or children took their lessons in here? Well, it must have
been Marguerite. Margueritea siren. She's seven years old, a little Italian girl.
She's learning to write English. Why would she write Mary Jane looks just
like you? Answer me? Please? Well, she was told to write
down what she heard people say, and she must have heard someone say that.
Exactly where does margueritea sleep on the second floor? She and Mary Jane
have a little room to themselves. They're devoted to each other. She's up
there alone. Yes, show me where she is, Miss Adams. Take
me up there, just as quickly as you can. Here's Margherita's room,
mister comedian. We'd better go in quietly. She's probably sleeping. Well,
I'm afraid this is one child you'll have to waken, Miss Adams. Find
out who it was that she overheard saying Mary Jane looks just like you.
Oh, yes, of course, Well let's go in. There's a night
lamp burning by her table, mister Comelian. Marguerite is afraid of the dark.
There you see, she's sleepy, lovely child, isn't she though she
and Mary Jane make a beautiful pair. She's so dark and Mary Jane's so
fair. Miss Adams. Yes, this child is not sleeping. She's dead.
She's been smothered to death with a pillow. No coroner's verdict has just
come in. I was right. Little Marguerita died of suffocation. Someone held
a pillow over the child's nose and mouth until she stopped breathing. Well,
John Dalton, what do you have to say? What can we say,
mister comedian? This is awful, simply awful, less than five hours after
Martha Phillips's death, and a child, a child crocodile tears. What do
you say, miss McLaughlin, I said, crocodile tears. Mister comeleion.
I tell you I saw mister Dalton coming down the hall away from Marguerita's room,
just about the time she must have been murdered. You couldn't have seen
me, missus McLaughlan. You couldn't have I was in the kitchen at the
time. Did anyone see you in the kitchen at the time, mister Dalton?
Why no, mister comedian, there was no one there. Then you
have no witness. No, I haven't, but just the same. I
was tell in the kitchen and I say you were in the upstairs hall.
I saw you there. Miss mc doughlin. You're an ugly, brutal old
woman. You're quite capable of killing that child yourself, for she is John.
She's trying to make you seem like a monster, and she can't do
that. Mister comedian, you shouldn't let her do that. My dam As
Adams, I have a motto hanging over my desk at Central Headquarters. The
innocent must be protected, the guilty must be punished. That is my only
concern that in getting at the truth and speaking of the truth, there was
a picture of little Mary Jane, a snapshot. I found it among Marguerita's
things. Yet you, John Dalton told me there was no picture of her.
John didn't know about it. Well, that seems rather odd, Miss
Adams, since he was in the picture, he and Miss Phillips and the
two little girls. I forgot, mister Camelion. It has taken such a
long time a call, No, not so long two months and now I
know, mister Dalton, who little Mary Jane looks like? She looks like
you, and you're being taken to Central headquarters and held for further questioning.
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now back to mister Cameleon and the orphanage murder case. The brutal murder of
Martha Phillips, the great philanthropist, the head of a home for orphaned children,
has been followed by the equally brutal murder of a child, one of
the children whom Martha Phillips cared for. And mister Camelion, the Great Detective,
is convinced that back of these murders there is a strange, twisted mystery
which he is just beginning to penetrate. And as he sits in the office
of the Commissioner of Police, he says to the Commissioner, there's something so
horrible about the killing of a child. Commissioner, Yes, that child,
Marguerite had died for a very simple reason, because she wrote on a blackboard,
mary Jane looks just like you. And Mary Jane apparently looks just like
John Dalton. She does look just like him, no question of that.
On the other hand, that does necessarily prove a thing. Mary Jane was
left on the steps of the Founder Home three years ago. She was six
months old at the time John Dalton was working there. She might be his
child. And yet yet there's more to it than that. There's something that
eludes me. Chameleon. Do you think that Dalton is deliberately withholding information?
And I think he's just about as shifty and uncooperative as he can be.
We've been holding him now for over twenty four hours, and we don't know
any more than when week is mister Chameleon in here? Yes, Dave,
come in, say, I've got news for you about Dalton. What a
character he is. What do you mean, Dave? Why he even lied
to you about his birthplace? He said he was born in Medina, Ohio.
Well, there's no record there or the birth of anyone named John Dalton.
Did you tell him that? Yeah? And then he said they must
have lost his birth certificate. He's our first class liar if I ever heard
one, Dave. The chances are that Dalton was born somewhere in that area.
Now check every town nearby for a record of his birth, every city,
every state in the Union if necessary. Okay, Meanwhile, I have
a hunch I'm going to act. I'm going to pose as a man named
Henry Willard one of the senior editors of the Williams Publishing Company who were going
to publish Martha phillips memoirs. I shall be a little stuffy with a reddish
goatee beard and reddish hair, and I'm going to that children's home to pay
a call on Miss Claire Adams and Miss McLachlan, the housekeeper. I think
it'll bring results. And so we find mister Cameleon in his disguise as Henry
Willard, pacing up and down the reception room at Phillip's Home for Children,
and a white faced Claire Adams, and a sullen missus McLachlin sits watching him
nervously as he ponderously declares, So my point is that it seems a frightful
pity that such magnificent materials should go to waste Martha Phillip's tragic the murder of
that poor child. We think how it would boost the sales of a book,
not that we're concerned with that. You understand, Martha Phillips was a
great woman and there should be a record of her life. But the manuscript
of her memoirs disappeared. It couldn't be found. Someone stole the pages and
destroyed the man. It wasn't me, But ladies, I have a detailed
outline of those memoirs, which Miss Phillips herself gave us, very detailed,
almost as detailed as the book itself. You mean, I mean, Miss
Adams. It would be a very simple matter for someone to write that book
working from the outline. All the facts are there in the outline. By
the way, is the child Mary Jane here in the house? What do
you know about Mary Jane, Miss McLauchlan. Miss Phillips mentioned her quite often
in the outline of her memoirs. She mentioned you and Miss Adams and mister
Dalton. Of course, what you say about us? Mister Dalton she regarded
with high esteem, which happens to be the point of my visit. Do
you think that he would be willing to take on the job of writing that
book for a very substantial sum of course? Well, Miss Claire Adams,
do you think your darling John would do it? I don't know. But
is he here? Could I talk to him? Is he here? You
serious? John Dalton's in jail. Ah, But it isn't Miss mclucklan.
You read the morning papers. John Dalton was released on bail last night.
Actually I thought he'd comes straight here for the children's home. Well he had
no I hadn't heard from him. Mister Willing, surely you will, Miss
Adams, and when you do, please ask him to contact me at the
Hampton Hotel Room fifteen oh four. I have the outline there of Miss Phillip's
memoirs and I'd very much like to discuss it with him. And the next
night, in the hotel room which mister cameleon has engaged in the name of
Henry Willard, we find him with Dave Arnold, and both of them are
unusually tense and on edge, so much so that Dave exclaims, mister Commillion,
if nothing happens tonight, I think I'll blow my towel with Dave.
That's no way for a cop to talk. But this is the most dangerous
kind of killer. This is a maniac. I don't want to sit here
and wait for them. I want to go out after them. And the
quickest way to go after them is to sit here and wait. Hello speaking,
thank you, thank you very much. Claire Adams is on her way
up. Dave. Where is that package with the phony appline? Right?
Here, mister Commeron, Why look all right? In my disguise is the
publisher, Henry Willard, my bid and place. You'll fold her once?
You can do it again, mister Commerian. Probably, but that is something
I can never be sure of. Yeh, she is. Go in the
closet, Dave, don't come out until I call you. Okay, mister
mister Willard, Good evening, Miss come in. Hey just telephoned you and
on your way up. Didn't you bring mister Dalton with you? No?
I didn't. Well, I am disappointed. I am deeply disappointed. Don't
tell me that he's not interested in finishing the book that Miss Phillips had been
writing when she was killed. Oh, he's very much interested, mister.
Well, you see, he was so upset, so hurt and humiliated by
this horrible business of being arrested and questioned about Miss phillips murder. Yes.
Well, he's gone into seclusion for the time being. He doesn't want anyone
to know where he is. He's been hounded by newspaper man and as I
say, he's very sensitive with the book, my dear young lady, the
book, the book he wants me to bring him the outline that miss Phillips
made so he can read it. Then if he decides he can make a
book out of it, then I'll bring him here to talk to you.
Mister Willard. Will he come with you? He is so sensitive, so
badly shocked. I love him, mister Willard. I think John loves me.
I'll get him to come, splendid, splendid. Here is the outline,
just as miss Phillips wrote it. I'll take good care of it and
tell mister Dalton to do the same. Thank you, I will. Good
night, mister Willard, Good night Miss Adams. Let me hear from you
soon, Dave. Yes, mister, come on, let's go. We
mustn't lose sight of him. If we do, nobody will ever hear of
her again. Who is it? It's I John, Let me in.
It took long enough. Did you get the outline? Yes, right here,
darling, mister Willard. The book publisher was very nice. Let's have
it. Oh, my gracious, this room is close. You have a
fire burning in the fireplace. It's such a dreadful room, in such a
dreadful neighborhood. John. The title page looks genuine outline for proposed memoirs of
Martha Phillips. Let's see what the first page is. Yes, mentions that
child little Mary Jane. John, I don't understand this business about Mary Jane.
It frightens me. You frighten me a little too. Now that's too
bad. Well, I can't wade through the whole thing. Sooner I got
rid of it, the better, John, John, you've thrown it on
the fire you bet I have makes a pretty flame, doesn't it, John?
Are you crazy? That outline didn't belong to you? That player?
Keep your voice down? Oh sweetheart, what's the matter? Why do you
speak to me like that? Why do you look at me like that?
Oh Joe, do you hear me? Tell you to keep quiet? Do
you want to get me in trouble? You probably will? Anyhow, I
shouldn't take any chances with you. What do you mean? Don't run away,
Claire, don't run away. You haven't got a chance now, the
chance in the world. No, see, I told you you didn't have
a chance. Opening the name of the law, we break it down,
all right, Dalton, put your hands up. Don't reach for the gander.
Though you prefer to strangle people or smother them, don't you? You're
the one who hasn't a chance now Dalton, But I haven't done anything.
What's this all about? How about it, Miss Adams. Isn't he trying
to kill you? Yes, mister cam Yes he did, and he burned
the outline John whom I love? Johnny? What try to help it,
Brijett. Only this doesn't happen to be John Dalton. What I'm not John?
No, you're not John. You're John's identical twin, Herbert. You
and John were born in the town of Littleton, Ohio. Detective sergeanty Vin
dug up your birth records there. What you're crazy? Even when you were
a small boy, you were always in trouble and your twin brother, John,
who loved you, pitied you, was always trying to protect your mister
Commellion. You mean it wasn't John who murdered Miss Phillips. John Dalton is
innocent, Miss Adams, and he suspected his brother Herbert here from the very
beginning. And missus McLaughlin was not lying when she said she saw John Dalton
coming away from Marguerite's room. She wasn't lying. She was mistaken. She
thought it was John, but it was you. She saw Herbert But why
would I want to murder Martha Phillips Because of your daughter Mary Jane, who
happens to look just like you and your twin brother John. Of course,
three years ago, Herbert Dalton, your wife was murdered, presumably by kidnappers
who told your baby that was your story. Your wife was strangled to death,
and your baby disappeared. She was never seen again. Yes, that's
true. A few months later, Mary Jane was found on the doorstep of
the Phillips foundling home where your brother John was working. And then Miss Phillips
began to notice the resemblance between Mary Jane and John, and she spoke of
it to him, and he, who kept in touch with you, told
you about it. What if he did? That was all you needed.
Your warped killer's brain immediately decided the situation was dangerous to you. Somehow the
police might get on your trail again, mister cameleon, so he killed Miss
Phillips and burned her memoirs because he was afraid she'd find out the truth.
Yes, Miss Adams, just as he burned the outline, which was a
complete phony. There was no outline. I see. You're a very smart
detective. Aren't you, mister comedian? Very smart? Except for one thing.
I'm not Herbert, I'm charn. It's true that Herbert, my twin
brother, murdered miss Phillips to get her money. He depended on your discovery
that he had a twin but only Herbert is guilty. I'm John and I'm
innocent. Well, that's fine. You're smart. You're very smart, except
for one thing. You see, my dear Herbert, John is still in
jail. What We never released him. We thought we'd quietly hold him until
his twin brother was brought in. It was so much less confusing to have
only one of you at large. And with these words, mister Cameleon concludes
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mister Camellion, the man of many faces in the Duel to the Death murder
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the dual to the Death Murder Case next Wednesday night at this time. This
is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System. Welcome back. Now. If you're
put off by the use of something as absurd as the use of a surprise
identical twin, keep in mind that this comes from people who made soap operas,
So if you've got that in your writer's toolkit, you're gonna end up
using that quite a bit. The one thing that I find a bit surprising
in a Mister Chameleon episode is a child being the victim of a crime.
However, it's not unheard of for that to happen in these sort of mysteries.
Even Agatha Christie did it in one book. It's one of those twists
that hits harder I think with modern audiences, although in this case, given
that we never heard the child, or any children at all for that matter,
it seems less impactful and real. Well, now we turn to listener
comments and feedback and we go to Spotify, where Dino writes regarding the rich
Uncle murder case, I enjoyed it. Cameleon is a rare but real surname.
The name seems to exist on the British Isles as well well, Dino,
thank you so much for the comment. I did a free search of
ancestry dot com. I'm not a paid member there, but they did show
some birth, death, and marriage records for Chameleon. However, they were
all in single digits, so it'd be a very rare name indeed, so
maybe it is an actual name. Like I said, I've never heard the
surname before, but apparently it's out there. I will still stick with my
ls Island theory for a Young Chameleon series, but it's certainly I guess possible
that it would be another way. And then over on YouTube, Ron captures
a lot of listeners feelings. He writes in such an odd show slash series
Yet somehow I cannot miss an episode. Thanks for this well, Thank you
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of this week's Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar Cereal. Where not too many of
this kind of mine anymore? With the entrance going into the hillside this way?
And I better use this flash name, I'll change. Hey, tell
me something, bust he If this mine is worthless? How could hide luck
get the Haskell brothers to chip off chunks of ore that I sayed over one
thousand dollars a time. Well, I got kind of a theory about that.
Let's see if I'm right everything's so covered up with dust down here,
and I haven't been worked for years, or it'll be easy to see where
they knocked off chips for sample to take it back. Well, well,
well, what are you doing down here? Holy smaw, that's a rightler.
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