The Big Story: Puritan Morality and Violent Death (EP4987)
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The Great Detectives of Old Time Radio| Daily Mystery Dramas
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What mysterious circumstances surround Harold Duran's death?
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Welcome to The Great Detectives of Old Time Radio. From Boise, Idaho, this is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're going to bring you this week's episode of The Big Stories. But first, I do want to encourage you, if you're enjoying the podcast, to please follow us using your favorite podcast software. And I want to highlight another one of our podcasts as well. I want to encourage you to check out The Great Adventurers of Old Time Radio, where we are bringing you Tarzan and Counterspy, two great adventure stories every week. Check that out at greatadventures.info, wherever you get your podcasts from. But now, from October the 18th, 1950, here is Puritan Morality and Violent Death.
The Big Story It wasn't any different from usual.
He came home late.
Your husband?
And he knew it was going to be one of his insomniac nights. He said, I won't sleep. So he took his handkerchief and he poured some chloroform on it. Chloroform? He called it the scent of the gods. He took a little and put it on his handkerchief. Put the handkerchief over his face and went to sleep. He had done it many times before.
It used to take chloroform to go to sleep?
At about five, I thought I heard a noise downstairs. I said, Harold, please see what it is. And I reached over and touched him. And he was cold. Harold was dead.
Hartford, Connecticut. From the pages of the Hartford Times comes the story of Puritan morality and violent death. Hartford, Connecticut. The story as it actually happened. Albert Prince's story as he lived it.
It was a scoop. A clean scoop. And you had been scooped. There it was in black and white. on the front pages of the opposition paper. Wife finds husband dead in bed. Harold Duran, prominent meteorologist and weather expert, dead of chloroform poisoning. But the scoop didn't bother you much, Albert Prince, reporter of the Hartford Times. Not really. Sure, it hurts to be scooped. But what really bothered you... was that you knew Harold Durant. Know him for a quiet, good-looking, middle-aged scientist. A member of the Hartford Weather Bureau. Accurate, conservative, easy with reporters. The man almost everybody turned to first in the paper to see what today's weather was going to be like for tomorrow's. What hit you, disturbed you, made you restless, was that there was something weird about it.
That was the only word that accurately described it. Weird. Harold Duran in chloroform. So to clear up the weirdness of it, you sat now on the porch of a nice house in East Hartford where the widow Duran speaks to you in her small, controlled voice. We had been married 25 years. We were going to celebrate our silver anniversary... at my folks' house in Stoneham, Massachusetts. She stops... musing on what that 25th celebration might have been like. And you look at the face. Not an attractive woman. A woman who never learned to dress. A woman who was not allowed by her upbringing... to give in to vanity. A woman with thin, pale lips... and thin, long fingers... A frail woman, weighing no more than a hundred pounds.
Pure Puritan stock. We were childhood friends in Stoneham. We played together as children. We married there in my father's big house. Mrs. Durand, I knew your husband pretty well. I heard him lecture at the university. I even read some of his scientific articles. Such a clear, clean mind. He was like that in everything. Harold was the kind of man you dream about and meet once in a lifetime.
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