Hello, and welcome to another episode of Nostalgamic Mystery Radio.

I'm your host Stevie Kay.

This is my honor to bring you the radio shows of yester.

For this episode, I bring you, Boston Blackie, episode titled Murder on the Flying Trapeze.

Originally aired April 2nd, 1946, where an old school of Mary's, who is a trapeze artist, tells Mary that if anything happens to her, it would be an accident.

Mary's friend then dies while performing her act.

So sit back and relax, and I hope you enjoy this nostalgic mystery radio. Thank you for listening. Uh, Uh, uh pardon me is this the dressing room of the flying johnson yeah right in front of you

oh thank you come in hello uh well you're valeroy johnson aren You know, I've been waiting for this circus to come to town so that I could come down here to see you. See me? Oh, golly. I'm afraid you don't remember who I am, do you? Your face looks a little familiar. Well, I went to school with you, Creighton School. I'm Mary Wesley. Of course I remember you. My, it's been a lot of years. Yes, hasn't it, though. I don't think we ever guessed I'd become a trapeze artist in those days, didn't we? Oh, well, there was a hint you might be. You almost got kicked out of school for climbing trees. Oh, did I? Yes, she did. Excuse me, Mary, but it's almost time for my hack. Meet me after and we'll talk. All right, I'd love to. Let's go. Uh, Valerie, you seem to be a little bit nervous and upset. Well, I am, Mary. Is that because of your act? Oh, no. No? But it is awfully dangerous, isn't it? Oh, not really. It's actually foolproof. Matter of timing. Oh. Oh, what a beautiful. Oh, he's my favorite. Here, Whitefoot. Here's your lump of sugar. Oh, ho. Careful, Mary. He's a little nervous. I give him a lump of sugar each time I go up to do my act. For good luck, huh? Hmm? Something like that.

Mary, you said I seem nervous and upset.

Well, I am.

I have a feeling that something is going to go wrong with the act tonight.

Valerie, not an accident.

Here, you take this letter and read it if anything happens tonight. Because if it happens, it won't be an accident.

And now meet Dick Calmer as Boston Blackie,

enemy to those who make him an enemy, friend to those who have no friend.

Mary, what are you so upset about?

You're supposed to have fun at a circus?

I know, Blackie.

But I saw my friend Valerie Johnson,

and something she said gave me cold chills.

That isn't a hint for me to put my arm around you, is it?

Please, darling. I don't feel like your kids.

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