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December seventeenth, nineteen forty seven, here is the case of
the ambitious Hobo.
Speaker 2: ELML Famous Cigarettes presents a Big Story.
Speaker 3: The Idaho Yeah Kid, my back feels broken right on
the floor this empty box car.
Speaker 4: You'll get used to a kid, You'll get used.
Speaker 5: To Oh no, not me. Maybe you're gonna go on
being a hobo all your life.
Speaker 3: But not me. I got big ideas and kind of
big ideas.
Speaker 5: I'm gonna be a big shot someday.
Speaker 4: Idaho, big shot.
Speaker 5: Yeah, what I do.
Speaker 6: I'm gonna ride the cushions in a Pullman car first class.
Speaker 2: A Big Story another in a thrilling series based on
true experiences of newspaper reporters. Tonight, Russ Wilson of the
Des Moines Tribune goes the Ellmel Award for the Big Story.
Now the exciting and authentic story of the case of
the ambitious Wholeboy.
Speaker 7: You are Russ Wilson, and right now you hang your
hat in the city room of a California newspaper, But
actually you're from out where the tall corn grows in Iowa.
Speaker 5: The years you.
Speaker 7: Worked for the Des Moines Tribune as a crime reporter,
and it was with the Tribune that you finally nailed
down your big story. It really began some two hundred
and fifty miles south of Des Moines, in a little
home in Kansas City, Ready.
Speaker 4: You listen to me.
Speaker 5: Don't leave home again.
Speaker 8: Stay here.
Speaker 6: Sorry, Mom, but I'm through hanging around the house being
a burden to you.
Speaker 5: The last time you left home, you were gone two years.
I never even knew where you were or what you did.
Speaker 8: I worry about your done.
Speaker 5: You're a meal boy. That's the trouble. That's what everybody thinks.
Speaker 6: Everyone around here still calls me baby face, baby face
Freddy Bell.
Speaker 5: But I'm no Kidney Morsey. Even if I look at it,
I'm twenty one.
Speaker 6: I can't just sit around here and watch you work
to support a little son.
Speaker 8: If you stay home, there are plenty of jobs.
Speaker 5: Look my kind of jobs.
Speaker 6: I want to be rich, famous. I want to own
a big car, a big house, have ten suits of clothes.
Speaker 5: I want to make sure you never.
Speaker 8: Have to work again.
Speaker 4: Mom.
Speaker 6: I want people to turn around and look at me
when I walk down the street and hear I'm saying,
there goes Freddy Bell.
Speaker 5: It's a big shot. I wish your father was alive.
I wish he was here to advise you.
Speaker 8: I don't know what to do.
Speaker 5: I can only say I think you were making a
terrible mistake. Oh no, I'm not.
Speaker 6: It's like in those stories you used to read me
when I was a kid. I've got the go out
and seek my fortune.
Speaker 5: You wouldn't stand in my way, would you?
Speaker 4: Mow?
Speaker 8: No? No, son, If that's what you want, I won't
try to.
Speaker 5: Now you're talking, Mom.
Speaker 6: I hate to ask you this, but I'm gonna need
some money to get started on my trip.
Speaker 5: How about that twenty dollars you got saved up for
that washing machine you were going to buy. Oh, I
know it's all you have, and I feel like I
he'll asking you for it, honestly.
Speaker 8: But you don't have to ask me for it. It's yours.
Speaker 5: It'll be daylight in an hour. Idaho, what is this here?
Freight trank?
Speaker 6: Get to des Moines.
Speaker 3: This is a high ball freight kid. She's been hitting
the high iron ever since you jumped the board of
Kansas City. You're in the outskirts to Des Moines.
Speaker 7: Now we've played in luck Why Idaho.
Speaker 3: Brakeman hasn't been around to bothers the whole trip. Once
we hit the yard, she'll slow down, drop off this box.
Speaker 2: Car and after that.
Speaker 3: After then I'll take you to the hobo jungle, introduce
you to some of the other bulls riding this tritooing.
Speaker 5: Well, I can't come too soon for me. My back's
broken riding on this box car floor.
Speaker 6: Someday when I get rich, Idaho, I'm gonna ride the
cushions on the pullman car first class.
Speaker 4: You don't think you're gonna be a big shot, that kid.
Speaker 5: I got my mind set on it.
Speaker 4: Yeah, stay away from the road.
Speaker 3: Don't go getting cinders in your blood. Train whistles ring
in your ears like I didn't. It ain't a life
for a kid like you.
Speaker 5: You expect to be a bomb all your life?
Speaker 7: Idaho?
Speaker 3: Bumb kid a hobo?
Speaker 4: What's the difference?
Speaker 3: Plenty bumbs? A tramp won't work, you'll steal. Hobo's different.
Speaker 4: You'll work.
Speaker 3: You esther and he's got respect for the lord.
Speaker 4: Hey kid, Yeah, trouble coming up. Breakman's coming? Should the
cat walk? Two cars a hit, Get away from the door, kid,
break them will be on the roof in this box
car a minute.
Speaker 1: Oh what of it?
Speaker 4: If he sees he'll throw us off this train?
Speaker 7: Oh no, he won't, Idaho. Won't you've heard me?
Speaker 4: You mean kid?
Speaker 5: I mean this, Idaho?
Speaker 4: What'd you get that knife?
Speaker 5: Okase a bowie knife.
Speaker 6: That call it? If that breaking sticks his head through
this car door, cut it off, boy, Get.
Speaker 7: Of a minute, come over here, put that knife away.
Speaker 5: Shut up by the Oh, I'll take care of this.
Speaker 4: You shut up. He's on the roof of this carnal.
He looks in.
Speaker 6: I'll shove this knife right through him.
Speaker 8: Oh he's gone.
Speaker 4: Yeah, he's gone. Kid, Now you're gone.
Speaker 5: Heyadaho, what's the idea? What do you think you're doing
with that iron bar?
Speaker 4: Get off this train, kid?
Speaker 7: I don't ad me fool with that baby.
Speaker 3: Face of yours. I know what kind of a big
shot you want to be. You want to be a
big shot like dylaner her legs Diamond, A killer kid.
I don't want to be traveling around with a killer
We put company here and now get off this freight.
Speaker 5: Kid, Why I like to have this knife?
Speaker 3: Cry anything? Kid? You'll get this iron bar right across
your face.
Speaker 9: Go on, jump, Okay, I know I'll jump, but I'll
be seeing you.
Speaker 5: Hey, mister, give me a lift.
Speaker 7: Maybe let me get a good look at you. Person.
Don't like to pick up strangers when it's dark like this,
unless why you're only a kid? Okay, I've been gee.
Speaker 6: Thanks, What are you doing outside of the morning at
five in the morning?
Speaker 5: Oh, just get hiking around?
Speaker 7: Got the show? I had it too before I got married.
My name is Carl Andrew.
Speaker 5: I'm Freddy Belle.
Speaker 3: I'm glad to know.
Speaker 7: You, Freddy.
Speaker 5: I'm sure there's a beautiful car.
Speaker 7: Yeah, brand new and it's got every gadget in the
A custom made too.
Speaker 5: Is it your car?
Speaker 7: Mine? No?
Speaker 5: What would I be doing on a car like this.
I work for a garage, just delivering the car to
the guy who owns it.
Speaker 7: He's a bank president.
Speaker 5: Of the mine, so it belongs to a big shot.
Speaker 7: Huh, I drive.
Speaker 5: This is the kind of car I'm gonna drive.
Speaker 3: Well.
Speaker 7: I wish you luck, kid, I hope you do someday.
Speaker 6: I'm not talking about someday.
Speaker 5: Paler, I mean now, huh.
Speaker 6: I'm gonna start riding in being a big shot.
Speaker 5: Now what are you talking about this? Well, put the
knife away, kid, pull over to the side of the road,
pal I'm taking over.
Speaker 7: Have you gone crazy?
Speaker 3: Stopped the car and pull over to the tide.
Speaker 5: What do I have to cot you up? You wouldn't
hear you that knife?
Speaker 6: Not a kid like you or wouldn't I prow wouldn't I.
Speaker 5: I've been waiting for a kid like this.
Speaker 7: You're bluffing kid wants the state police barricks down the highway.
Speaker 5: And no, no, kid, no, you're wet.
Speaker 6: Up wheel.
Speaker 7: Ye, Hugh Russ Wilson of the Des Moines Tribune get
the murder flash shortly after dawn. You Hi Taylor to
the scene, and when you get there you find the
usual crowd, radio patrolman, detectives, Deputy Kanner just playing citizens,
and Officer James Hodge of the Iowa State Bureau of Investigation.
You take a long look at the body. Then you
manage to get Officer Hodge over the one side the
identification on the dead man. Yet, Hodge, it's a garage
mechanic named Carl Andrews. Anything else? What do you mean
any more information I can use for a story? Look, Wilson,
according to everything I read, newspaper reporters and private detectors
are real bright guys. They always capture the quib single handed.
Professional coptires to dope would know clue he saw one,
So why don't you get your own information? Frankly, I
wouldn't know how. I've never captured a criminal in my life.
And you probably think you could. I know very well
I couldn't. It's a matter of Hodge got a big
hate on reporters. One of us spell your name wrong
or something right. So I got out of bed on
the wrong side this morning. What do you want to know?
Just the regular stuff. I'm motive for this murder, for instance, robbery.
I suppose you suppose wrong. Andrews had fifty bucks on him.
Killer didn't even touch it. That's funny. The killer wasn't
interested in money. What did he want? You figure that out, reporter.
Let me know.
Speaker 5: How about revenge?
Speaker 7: Maybe Andrews was writing with somebody new, a personal enemy.
Unlikely check for the people in Andrews' garage, said, didn't
have an enemy in the world. And you haven't got
an awful lot to go on? Have you enough to
catch the killer? I fingerprints, finger Prince, Yeah, just like
indetective stories, only sometimes killers really do leave fingerprints. This
one did. It's smart enough to wipe them off for
steering wheel, but it's hurry to make a getaway forgot
to wipe him off the door handle. We'll probably know
who he is within a few hours. Did he'd ask
Russ Wilson. I'm calling from headquarters. Those fingerprints belong to
a kid named Freddy Bell. He served a term in
jail out West for armed robbery. Police expect to pick
him up in an hour. An hour, but the police
don't pick him up. A day passes two three, A
man hunts high gear because out of the state nationwide,
you follow it close right, story after story, the Tribune
is flooded with tipsy You track them down, behind them worthless.
And then days later, when the authorities are just about
ready to concede a clean getaway, you get a phone call. Oh,
this Russ Wilson.
Speaker 3: I've been reading those stories he wrote out of Carl
Andrews murder case, and I got a tip on the killer.
Who's this?
Speaker 4: Never mind?
Speaker 3: You want that tip on the killer, don't you?
Speaker 4: Yes, Yes, I do.
Speaker 3: Okay, meet me at the Hobo's Jungle near the Freak
Yards Midnight tonight Jungle. That's right, and Wilson, just a
word of warning, don't talk to the cops and come along.
Speaker 2: We'll be back in just a moment with the night's
big story. I'll back to our narrator, Bob Sloanan and
Tonight's big story.
Speaker 7: You, Russ Wilson of a des Moine Tribune, have a
date with a mysterious voice on the telephone. Your rendezvous
a hobo jungle near the freight yard at midnight, your
mission to find a killer. When you cross the tracks
in the darkness and head for the clearing they call
the hoboes jungle, You're scared plenty. Somewhere in the distance,
you hear a train, and right now you wish you
were on that train. You wish you were anywhere but
where you are. But you keep on walking, and finally
you hit the jungle itself where the hoboes camp.
Speaker 4: You see the ashes of the cooking fires, bits of.
Speaker 7: Cast off and ten Cairn's lettered about, and you keep
on walking. Wilson, Oh, he hello, Oh, it's so doc here.
Speaker 4: You're right on time.
Speaker 3: And names Jones, Idaho Jones, I'm a hobo. Uh.
Speaker 7: Why did you want me to meet you out here?
Speaker 3: I figured it was safer for me if I met
you in town. It'd be too easy for you to
turn me over to the cops.
Speaker 4: If you didn't believe my story.
Speaker 7: I see you set over the phone that you had
a tip on the call Andrew his murder.
Speaker 5: What's the tip?
Speaker 3: I've seen the killer about seven o'cocks this season. It's
af Freddy Bello, baby face and all where right? Yeah,
when you're standing maybe.
Speaker 5: He's right here. In the morning, it was I just bought.
Speaker 3: Him and long about doc. Tonight, me and another boat
started to burn some kindling, cook up some coffee and slum.
Speaker 4: I remember it had started to rain, and my friend.
Speaker 5: Was telling about other hobo jungles.
Speaker 7: You're a lot of hole.
Speaker 6: The best one I ever seen was off the d
L and W and air scramp me.
Speaker 5: It was spelled against the clay bank to keep.
Speaker 4: Out the wind.
Speaker 7: And they're waiting, hold it, what's the matter.
Speaker 4: Somebody's coming?
Speaker 6: Yeah, I wonder if you two guys could deal me
in little stew I oh to you.
Speaker 4: Wider hole, Yeah, it's me Freddy.
Speaker 10: Who's this?
Speaker 7: Baby face? Had a hole?
Speaker 3: Freddy bell knife to guy to death near here a
couple of weeks ago.
Speaker 5: Look, Idaho, I didn't do any of.
Speaker 3: What the des Moines papers say, Kid.
Speaker 5: The lion, I tell you, I didn't don't lie to me.
Speaker 4: Kid, I know you did it.
Speaker 5: How do you know what makes you think I did it.
Speaker 3: Garland Jews is murdered at half past four like this
port to Wilson, and the Tribune says, and at four
o'clock you jumped the freight. We was traveling right about
the place where.
Speaker 4: Andrews was killed. You were carrying a knife, and you
were in a killing move.
Speaker 6: Well, okay, okay, so I knifed him.
Speaker 5: So I'm on the lamb. Look, guys, I'm taking the
next freight.
Speaker 3: Down for Kansas City.
Speaker 6: All I want is a little stew eat it, kid,
But I am a hobo like the two of you.
Speaker 3: You know you're not kid, You're a killer.
Speaker 4: I'll beat it.
Speaker 3: And if you're going to k C, don't try to
go by freight.
Speaker 6: What do you mean He means not to ride the
rods or box cars. That's hubble law, jungle law. If
you're going to Kansas City, you'll have to hit the highway.
It rides by car way on then at Wise, guys,
you can't tell me how to travel. We kid, If
any hobo catches you on a freight, he'll throw you
off the train.
Speaker 7: That's the law. You don't want any killers riding the
rails brings the cops down too quick.
Speaker 3: Highways about a mile easter here.
Speaker 4: And I'll beat a kid get going.
Speaker 3: That's the story, mister Wilson. It's the last I saw
a babyface Bell.
Speaker 4: But it looked to.
Speaker 3: Me like he was still carrying a knife and still
figuring on using it.
Speaker 7: Did you call me right after he left?
Speaker 4: Yeah?
Speaker 7: Yeah, it means he got about a five hours start.
You think he's heading for Kansas City, right? Why did
you tip me off to this Sideaho?
Speaker 3: When the cops find out Freddy Bell's a hobo, that
they raided this jungle, close it up. I figured if
I tipped them off through.
Speaker 4: You, they might let us hoboes alone. Maybe you see
what I mean? Wilson, Sure, Idaho, Sure, I see what
you mean.
Speaker 7: Come on, I want you to tell his story to
a friend of mine. All set of those pictures, Hodge. Yeah,
got seven different photographs, hareman desk, everyone of them out
of the robes gallery for the names blanked out, and
Freddy Bell's picture is one of them. Right, this hobo
picks it, we'll know he's not talking through his hat.
Speaker 4: We know that he's seen the right man.
Speaker 7: Much as I hate to admit it, this is a
good idea of yours a reporter.
Speaker 5: I'll let him in now, why not home?
Speaker 3: What's the sort about us?
Speaker 7: Make it easy, take it easy. We just want to
see whether you can pick Freddy Bell from these pictures.
Speaker 3: Go ahead, I know, pick it on which one of these.
Speaker 7: Pictures is Freddy Bell?
Speaker 3: This year?
Speaker 5: One? Is this picture deserved from the left?
Speaker 4: That's Freddy Bell.
Speaker 3: I'd know him anywhere.
Speaker 7: Well, Jim, he's the right reporter. It doesn't gourd. What now? First,
ti'mem going to send out a general alarm, notify all
rode the closing police between here and Kansas City. Fine,
that'll give me a chance to phoning in the lead.
I can just make my addition after that. Where do
we go from here? Right along the highway to Kansas City?
Speaker 6: Yes, excuse me, ma'am, I'm on my way to Kansas City, hitchhiking.
Speaker 5: I'm hungry. I wonder if you could spare me a meal.
Why it's a shame nice looking boy like you going hungry?
Speaker 6: Come in, Come in, gee, thanks, ma'm you're swell. You
remind me of my mother.
Speaker 7: Did you not to file the police immediately after you
heard that Freddie Bell was in this area? Missus Henshaw yes.
Speaker 6: Mister Hodge, but I don't believe that this boy who
had a meal right here in my house.
Speaker 5: Was the killer at all.
Speaker 7: Why don't you believe it, missus Henshaw?
Speaker 4: Why he seems like.
Speaker 5: A nice boy and he had such a kind thing
house chats on a white and your truck driver, I
don't know.
Speaker 7: I'm not supposed to take any riders where.
Speaker 5: You're going, Yester City.
Speaker 7: Well you look like a nice kid, and you're a
long way from home.
Speaker 4: Come ahead, hop in.
Speaker 7: Where did you pick up this kid in your truck? Driver?
Speaker 4: And right outside of Saint Joe, mister Hodge.
Speaker 7: But when the state troopers put up that roadblock and
looked into my truck, the kid was gone. Well that's that.
Speaker 4: Let's go on.
Speaker 7: If you ask me, mister Wilson, you two are bucking
up the wrong tree way. Why why that kid was
clean cut, a regular fellaw. He didn't look anything like
a killer to me.
Speaker 5: Let me in, mom, lend me in ready.
Speaker 3: The police were here.
Speaker 2: They told me about what your dog got.
Speaker 6: They haven't got much time off. Cook up something for me,
something to take along.
Speaker 5: Sandwich is anything?
Speaker 6: I gotta get some clothes and get out of here.
Speaker 5: In a hurry, Why did you do it? Why did
you wet Gavin and get busy? I'm on the lamp seat.
Speaker 6: Ready, you're asked me, breathing on my nerves.
Speaker 3: Pready.
Speaker 5: Where are you going? Where can you go when they
give me a job?
Speaker 6: Somewhere at someplace where they won't look for me with
the railroad, may be working on.
Speaker 5: A section again. Don't do it, son, give yourself up
if you've gone nough.
Speaker 6: But you've got to give yourself up.
Speaker 3: You kill the man.
Speaker 5: You're not a murderer. Yeah, hey, that's something.
Speaker 6: You're the mother of a big shot now a big
shop like Blake's Diamond Dylan to.
Speaker 4: The rest of them. I got my picture in the papers.
Speaker 6: Report is writing stories about me, a real public Get
of me.
Speaker 5: Okay, now, mom, give me that grub. I gotta beat it.
Speaker 7: Still following the trail, ew and Hodge checked with the
railroads and find that they're hiring section gangs at Liberty, Missouri,
about twenty miles out of Kansas City.
Speaker 4: I'm a chance.
Speaker 7: You show up at the employment shack, and sure enough,
the timekeeper tells you he's hired a new man.
Speaker 4: Just as you walk out in.
Speaker 7: The freight yard, you see, baby face, Freddy Bill, there's
a hut shot freight thing from me through southbound, And
Jim Hodge draws his gun and yells, hey.
Speaker 5: You filed. I remember your hat up? Oh yeah, try
get me.
Speaker 7: Oh she's making a run for it.
Speaker 5: He's gonna try to catch that freight.
Speaker 7: He's not gonna make it. Okay, Bill, by these rests
on precise could have made it. I made it seek
Why didn't your baby face fraid he might have got
you with a second shot? Different when you're on the
receiving end, isn't it kidding? All right, let's go Wilson night.
Let'll get the fire back at demordwit.
Speaker 3: All right, good fire?
Speaker 2: Is that a pullman?
Speaker 7: That's right, babyface?
Speaker 5: Why that's funny, that's real funny.
Speaker 7: What's so funny?
Speaker 6: When I was riding the box car, I swore that
some day I'll be a big shot, ride.
Speaker 5: The pullman first class.
Speaker 6: Here I am a big shot with my picture in
all the papers, in writing a pullman car first class,
just as I said I would.
Speaker 2: Yeah, in just a moment, we'll read you a telegram
from Russ Wilson with a final op of tonight's big story.
Now we read you that tagram from Russ Wilson of
the Des Moines Tribune.
Speaker 7: Youthful killer in Tonight's Big Story was brought to trial,
convicted of murder and sentenced to life imprisonment in the
Iowa State Penitentiary. Ten years later, he made a daring
escape from prison, but after several weeks at liberty, he
voluntarily returned to jail and is now serving out his sentence.
Many thanks for tonight's Pellmell awar Thank.
Speaker 2: You, mister Wilson. The makers of pell Mell Famous Cigarettes
are proud to have named you the winner of the
pell Mell five hundred dollars Award for notable service in
the field of journalism. Listen again next week, same time,
same station, when Pellmell Famous Cigarettes will present another Big Story.
A Big Story from the pages of the Nashville Banner
by Lyon Marshall Morgan, A big story about two penniless
parents and a reporter who sought to it that two
children got what they wanted Christmas. The Big Story is
produced by Bernard J. Procter and directed by Harry Ingram,
with music by Vlada miss Lensky. The night's program was
written by Max Serlick. Your narrator was Bob Sloan, and
George Petrie played the part of Russ Wilson. All names
in the Night's story except that of mister Wilson were fictitious,
but the dramatization was based on a true and authentic case.
This is Ernest Chappell speaking for the makers of Palm Alts.
This is NBC, the National Broadcasting Company.
Speaker 1: Welcome back, all right. I did want to go ahead
and briefly list out the full cast. In addition to
George Petre as Russ Wilson, we have Larry Robinson, Hester
Sounderguard Humphrey Davis, William Keene, Ralph Bell, who probably everybody recognized,
and Bob Sloan. Idaho's explanation of the difference between a
hobo and a bomb is a really important one, and
it's a key distinctive that's missed if you aren't familiar
with how that subculture worked, or if you've seen a
limited amount of media, you can get those mixed up,
but they are very different, even though a hobo and
a bamb might superficially look similar. And this is probably
one of those episodes that plays into the sort of
melodrama that you associate with, or a lot of people
associate with New York radio producers of the era, like
the Hummers. I don't know if it was just a
script or rather Larry Robinson's performances the kid had not
coming off as believably menacing, but this one just did
seem a bit more over the top. According to the
website The Story Behind the Story, this was based on
the murder of mechanic John Mclair in nineteen forty nine,
and Donald Lammy was the name of the murderer. Lammy
was brought in as a result of a tip and
later testimony of a hobo who was a Cornett player
who did part time barbering as well as working other
odd jobs. Lack a hard working hobo should, but he
had the goal of getting dental work so that he
could play the coronet as it was meant to be played.
He also wanted a new suit and a steak dinner.
I don't know if you could really enjoy the State
dinner without the dental work. The folks who write the
Story behind the Big Story website note that pictures show
him in the new suit. They assume hopefully that he
got the dental work and the steak dinner. Things were
not quite so happy for mister Lemmy, who, as the
episode attested, was a problem prisoner in fact by the
time of this episode, having made to escape attempts. Subsequent
to this episode, Donald Lammy broke out of prison again
and escaped to Arizona in nineteen forty eight, and he
was killed by Arizona police there in nineteen fifty All right, well,
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Speaker 5: Tomorrow for our final.
Speaker 1: Christmas special off Broadways My Beat, where.
Speaker 10: Oh sagean Gino Catagonia speaking yes, yes, yeah, right away. Anny, Hey, Danny,
it's the matter.
Speaker 5: Do you know I haven't gotten my coffee yet.
Speaker 10: Coffee at a time like this, buddy Mouthpie and they're
doing one million? What about him? He has been slugged.
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Speaker 5: Did you say, of course on a case like this,
I'll need you, Gino, come on.
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