The history of the First Division, the Big Red One, begins as far back as the Revolutionary War, when its Battery D of the Fifth Field Artillery served under Captain Alexander Hamilton. This battery has the longest record of continuous service of any unit in the United States Army. Its history runs parallel to the history of America. The Fighting First was organized as a division in World War I, when it scored the first American victory of the war at Canton Yee. In the great battles of Soissons, Saint-Michel, and the Muses-Argonne, it helped smash the German Army and end the war. During World War II, the First Division, true to its name, was in the first waves of the invasions of North Africa, Sicily, and Normandy. It smashed across France and Belgium in bloody fighting, was the first to enter Germany and helped stop the Nazis in the Battle of the Bulge in the drive to the final victory in Europe. Twenty years later, when Communist aggression in South Vietnam threatened the peace of Southeast Asia, the first full U.S. Army division sent to meet the challenge was the Big Red One. The Vietnam engagement was to be the longest and in some ways the most arduous of the wars fought by the First Division. But as always, the division lived up to its great heritage of valor and success in battle. The arrival of the First Big Red One troops in Vietnam in July 1965 was very quiet and efficient. They were moved swiftly off the beach at Comron Bay and sent to various base camps in the Saigon area. The first task was housekeeping and setting up defense perimeters. Then patrols, not only to clear the area around the base camps, but also to harden the men to the difficult climate and terrain. In all the varied combat history of the First Division, it had never fought in the soggy, humid climate of the tropics, or in the tall grass or thickets of the jungle, or in its rivers and swamps. The foot soldiers were inducted into airmobile patrols. There was contact with the enemy so that they learned something about his guerrilla tactics. But there was no big action until November. By that time, over 14,000 First Division men were in Vietnam. Their area of operations was to be a vast portion of central South Vietnam, from the Cambodian border to the South China Sea. Division headquarters was set up 20 miles north of Saigon at Ye An. Under Major General Jonathan O. Seaman, first of the five commanding generals the Big Red One was to have in Vietnam. The first of the dozens of major battles the Division would fight in Vietnam took place at the tiny village of Ap Bao Bang, north of Lai K, on Highway 13. On a sweep along Highway 13, several units of the First were hit by a reinforced Viet Cong regiment. Three enemy frontal assaults were thrown back by intense small arms fire plus automatic weapons. The fourth and heaviest Viet Cong assault was stopped by 105s, firing at closer range. As the weakened enemy fell back, the Air Force was called in to pound their escape routes. In its first engagement in jungle warfare, the men of the Big Red One fought like veterans. There were casualties, but the Viet Cong left 198 dead on the battlefield. It was more than just a victory for the tired infantrymen. It was proof they could defeat a hard fighting enemy on his own terrain. A few days later on November 20th, another road convoy turned the tables on a would-be Viet Cong ambush near Trung Loi. The convoy immediately set up a defense perimeter and returned fire. When a gunship drove the enemy from cover, heavy ground fire, especially by the mortar platoon, smashed the trap. The victory at Trung Loi was followed early in December by the biggest and most successful battle of the year. This was Ap Nyamma, northwest of Third Brigade headquarters at Ly K. A task force was searching the countryside, eliminating Viet Cong bases, blowing up bunkers and underground factories. When they ran head-on into a fortified base camp, defended by four battalions of the enemy. A violent firefight broke out immediately.  After two hours of fierce fighting, an infantry assault finally routed the enemy. The Big Red One had its losses, but Medevac Ambulance helicopters saved many lives by flying in to remove the wounded, even as the fighting went on. The trolls grew larger and longer as the division increased its pressure on the elusive enemy. Even so, there was time for mercy missions to the South Vietnamese. Civic action, medical supplies, skilled help, and friendliness to villagers and their children. The beginning of 1966 saw an upsurge of activity by the battle-hardened First Division, with armor playing an increasing role in campaigns like Operation Crimp and Rolling Stone, and fierce engagements like those at Tan Bien and Locay, where First Division soldiers proved at devastating cost to the enemy that they were masters of the jungle ambush. It was at Locay that the division won its first medal of honor in Vietnam in the person of First Lieutenant Robert J. Hibbs, whose 15-man patrol chopped up two Viet Cong companies. Lieutenant Hibbs was killed when he attacked an enemy machine gun to cover the rescue of one of his wounded soldiers. Under a new commanding general, Major General William E. De Pew, who took command in March, the Big Red One lashed out at the enemy in ground drives and aerosalts by helicopter. The campaigns were continuous, as task forces struck hard throughout the spring, summer, and fall of 1966 in the humid jungle on dusty roads in the vast swampy delta of the Rung Sat special zone below Saigon. Battle followed battle, as sudden swift probes took the Viet Cong by surprise. Search and clear teams swept through his sanctuaries and hiding places. Armored road marches baited the enemy into would-be ambush traps, then turned the tables with devastating effect. Vast quantities of supplies and weapons were captured as dozens of VC base camps were overrun, the toll of enemy dead and wounded rows. Operation Atalboro alone accounted for over 1,000 North Vietnamese and VC killed. Communist plans for taking the offensive were completely disrupted. By the end of 1966, the men of the Big Red One were experts in the revolutionary new tactics of air-mobile operations, which rushed troops to the battlefield with unprecedented speed and mobility. Division canineers set new records for the speed, volume and accuracy of supporting fires. Coordination with aerial support, either by gunships firing rockets or jet fighter bombers became a highly polished art. Of great benefit were the lessons learned in how to fight the guerrilla and ambush tactics of the enemy. The battle of the Mean Ton Road was a striking example. After very careful planning, a powerful armored column from the first brigade was sent on a road reconnaissance in order to lure the 272nd regiment of the crack Viet Cong 9th Division into battle. As expected, the Viet Cong tried to ambush the column. Three battalions attacked abreast along the entire 1,200-meter length of the convoy. The heavily armed column, ready and waiting, blazed back with everything it had and it had plenty. While the army held its blocking positions on the road, helicopter-born infantry was flown in to attack the Viet Cong flags. Tremendous artillery fire poured in on the numerically superior enemy. Forward air control personnel called in strike after strike, 96 sorties in all. This sustained rain of fire was too much for the Viet Cong. They broke and ran with heavy losses. The battle of the Mean Ton Road was a superb example of the combined use of armor and infantry to destroy an enemy ambush. Armor serving as a fixing force to hold the enemy in battle while infantry battalions maneuvered to hit his rear and flanks. The continuous campaigning of 1966 had familiarized the 1st Division with most of its vast area of operations, kept its lines of communication open and disrupted enemy efforts to take the initiative. Now the Division was to strike directly into Viet Cong sanctuaries. The target was the Iron Triangle, the vast jungle area which was the enemy's foremost operational base for attacks on Saigon. In January 1967, operation Cedar Falls was launched. Five infantry battalions, plus two more from the 173rd Airborne Brigade were airlifted to blocking positions to encircle the objective. Armor closed in to seal off escape routes. The main attack force struck deep inside the enemy-held jungle, so thick in places the Hueys couldn't land and the men had to descend via rope ladder. They pushed through heavy jungle, thickets and vines, waded through streams, searching for the enemy and village hideouts and underground bunkers. There was resistance as the Viet Cong sought to hold up the advance, but they invariably got the worst of it. Thirty artillery batteries laid in devastating fires. Engineer bulldozers moved in to level broad stretches of jungle to deny the VC a future hiding place. One of the most significant results of Cedar Falls was the large number of Viet Cong 576 who surrendered under the Chuy Hoi, or Open Arms Program, which encouraged enemy soldiers to join the government side. With the iron triangle made untenable for a while, the Big Red One turned its attention to another Viet Cong stronghold, Warzone C. It was suspected that insurgent headquarters was located north of the city of Tainin. Led by a new commanding general, Major General John H. Hay, who assumed command early in February, the division undertook painstaking preparations for Operation Junction City. Junction City was larger than Cedar Falls and lasted much longer, from February through April. Units from all three brigades participated. They were reinforced by troops from other U.S. divisions and separate brigades, plus rangers from Arvin, the Army of the Republic of South Vietnam. All together, 30,000 allied troops went in to clear out Warzone C. Despite this large force, there were many engagements in which units of the First Division were outnumbered. Aggressive patrols lured the enemy into attacking. When contact was established, help was called in. Additional troops rushed in by air, moving with stunning speed to reinforce the embattled defenders. Supporting fires from the ground and from the air blasted the attackers. Helicopters again proved their versatility in many ways. As air artillery. As troop carriers deploying large forces at distances and speeds that constantly took the enemy by surprise. As aerial ambulances rushing the wounded from battlefield to hospital, sometimes in minutes. As supply ships delivering vital cargo right into the hands of soldiers on the battlefield. Artillery and ammo. So that the Viet Cong, no matter how far away, was never safe from the destructive fire of the big gun. The result of Operation Junction City was the heaviest loss yet sustained by the enemy. Over 1800 dead, and the Veteran Ninth Viet Cong Division completely shattered. The big red one, hardly pausing, pressed on with more campaigns through the rest of the spring and summer. In operations Manhattan and Billings, task forces probed into enemy strongholds. In the Michelin Trapezoid area and War Zone D. Meanwhile, a different kind of campaign continuous since its inception in 1966 was operating throughout the entire First Division area. This was the revolutionary development program carried out jointly by Americans and Vietnamese to win the confidence and goodwill of the Vietnamese people, especially in villages suspected of harboring Viet Cong. The procedure was for a task force to move in unexpectedly and seal off the village. Soldiers swiftly established security by checking for mines and booby traps. Psychological warfare specialists with signs and posters explained their mission. The village was thoroughly searched for evidence of Viet Cong activity and suspects taken into custody. Then supplies were brought in and the villagers were fed and clothed. Med cap medical missions were a vital part of the pacification program, bringing badly needed treatment for a variety of ailments. While the Big Red One carried out its missions of peace and war, it also conducted an immense training program. Many of its veteran soldiers and battle leaders had gone home through the Army's yearly rotation program. Yet, thanks chiefly to mobile training teams of combat experience personnel, the 20,000 men of the division were at a peak of professionalism when the first began Operation Shenandoah II, one of its fiercest campaigns and to many veterans, the most outstanding in the division's five years in Vietnam. Shenandoah II was a series of violent battles at far-flung points on both sides of Highway 13, from Ly K, north to the area around Loc Ninh, near the Cambodian border. From September into November, the fighting raged through jungles, across rubber plantations, through wooded areas, tall grass and streams. It was often toe-to-toe slugging with the enemy. Night fighting was common, as North Vietnamese and Viet Cong troops attempted futile assaults on the American MDP's night defensive positions. The Big Red One had the advantage of highly mobile armored support and heavy firepower always on call, and fought alongside the South Vietnamese Army units. The result was inevitable, a smashing series of victories that destroyed numerous enemy bases and fortifications and left over a thousand of his troops dead. The rest retreated to their sanctuaries again, leaving Highway 13 secure. Of the eight major battles that made the Shenandoah campaign so memorable, one of the most remarkable was the battle for the airstrip at the town of Loc Ninh. Arvin and special forces soldiers came in by aerosol to drive out the Viet Cong, who held a small sector of the town. They routed the enemy from bunkers and houses in fierce attacks. The insurgents counter-attacked time and again, but were thrown back each time. The fighting raged for days, as both sides brought in more forces. The high point, however, was at the airstrip, where first division artillery had set up a fire base. The Viet Cong attacked across the airstrip in three waves, were stopped by howitzers, firing at point-blank range. There were many heroes in Operation Shenandoah II. It was a fitting tribute that it was the President of the United States who presented the awards for valor in battle. It was a well-earned respite for the Big Red One when Bob Hope and his USO troop arrived to entertain the division at Christmas. The Viet Cong Tet Offensive that opened 1968 did not take the Big Red One by surprise since some kind of all-out enemy drive was expected. When the attack struck Saigon and the US Embassy was assaulted, troops were rushed to the city. There was hard fighting. South Vietnamese soldiers did their share. There were casualties and destruction. But the inevitable result was annihilation of the insurgent force. In March, the division resumed its strong offensive tempo under a new leader, Major General Keith L. Ware, famous as a Congressional Medal of Honor winner in World War II. General Ware launched two massive campaigns in areas to the north of Saigon and northwest in the Iron Triangle. The first was Operation Witkan, and the second was Resolve to Win. The second was Operation Tongtang, which meant certain victory.  The result was a stunning success. Most quantities of arms and materiel were found in weapons caches or were seized from the enemy who lost over 2,000 kills. General Ware also initiated Operation Giant Swap, in which a new tactical concept was applied to the Rome Plough, a standard tractor with a special cutting edge for jungle clearing. Hitler too, the Rome Plough, had been used with great effectiveness to clear large jungle areas used as enemy sanctuaries. In Giant Swap, land clearing teams used the plow to slice a network of wide trails through 11,000 acres of jungle. Instead of trying to clear the whole vast area, they divided it into many small subdivisions. The Vietcong camps hidden in the jungle were now highly vulnerable to reconnaissance in force operations and to air assault. Another notable move made by General Ware was to step up night ambush patrols so that almost every unit in the division was engaged. This tactic had a devastating effect on the enemy who had always considered themselves masters of infiltration and attack under cover of darkness. On September 13th, however, the division suffered a heavy blow. General Ware was flying over Loc Nin, observing a successful counter-attack against insurgent efforts to overrun the town for the fourth time. The General's command helicopter was shot down by ground fire. All aboard were killed. He was the fourth American general to be killed in Vietnam. The assistant division commander, Major General Orwen C. Talbot, immediately assumed command of the first and the drive continued. There was frequent contact with the enemy as strong forces pushed north, carrying out Phase 2 of Operation Certain Victory. Vietcong resistance was strong and there was hard fighting as first divisioners conducted several spoiling actions, destroying enemy camps and heavily built bunkers with intense fires supported by artillery. Among the highlights of the drive were several engagements with troops of the 1st North Vietnamese Army Division. These took place immediately across the border from Cambodia's Fish Hook area. The Big Red One had established several fire support patrol bases in the area. They were placed astride a main infiltration route used by the North Vietnamese invaders. NVA troops hurled themselves fiercely at the fire bases in repeated night attacks and met devastating fires. They were brave, but the results were always the same. Failure. Many dead. A sidelight of all Big Red One campaigns was the continuing effort to help the South Vietnamese in nation building, working with these Arvin allies in the Revolutionary Development Program. Each village was first made secure by searching it thoroughly for traces of Vietcong. Leaflets were used extensively to encourage defections to the government side. Civic action programs were put into operation to help the villagers, feeding them, attending to their medical and dental needs. Animals as well as humans were carefully ministered to with the hope that the South Vietnamese could help themselves to attain economic self-sufficiency to strengthen grassroots government. In 1969, the division continued its tremendous sweeps to keep the enemy off balance. Sometimes it struck from the skies in airmobile assaults. Sometimes on the ground in a fluid shift of tactics. Armor played a powerful supporting role in these drives to cripple the communist winter spring offensive. Powerful reconnaissance in force operations struck again and again into the iron triangle. The Michelin Trapezoid, Warzone C, and Warzone D. Battles by night, alternated with fighting by day, as Vietcong and North Vietnamese soldiers resisted desperately. Highly trained scout dogs sniffed out the enemy while spotter planes sought him from the air. Enemy dead littered the battlefields. Captured weapons like this communist-made AK-47 rifle were plentiful. It wasn't easy. The terrain was often rugged. And so was the fighting. There were casualties, but Medevac was always there to take out the wounded. Sometimes the enemy attacked recklessly and sometimes he holed up. Then he had to be blown out, or foot soldiers had to go in after them. These volunteers were known as tunnel rats, and no fighting men were more admired for their courage and nerve. Sometimes enemy contact was light, and there was more monotony than action. It was a welcome relief between patrols and sweeps to see the pretty face of a USO entertainer, even if she did bring along a boyfriend. For some big Red One soldiers, there was a complete change of pace. They became amphibious. In June of 69, the division began to use small fiberglass boats to patrol the river approaches to Saigon. Working in conjunction with Navy patrol craft and shore-based infantry patrols, these ski boats drastically cut down Viet Cong infiltration by water. Elsewhere, the great fighting machine of the First Division continued its relentless pursuit of the enemy under its fifth and last commanding general in Vietnam. He was Major General A.E. Malloy. Deploying its vast power with professional precision, going into battle with the high morale traditional with the Big Red One. Its fighting men struck smashing blows against Viet Cong forces concentrating north of Saigon for an autumn offensive. For the defeated enemy, it was one more bitter lesson in the futility of challenging the First Division's enormous battle power and its irresistible will to win. The war in Vietnam was winding down for the Big Red One. Early in 1970, it made its last sweep. Orders had come in to stand down to prepare for redeployment. Men and vehicles were withdrawn from the field. Much of its equipment and facilities were turned over to arvin' forces. The U.S. Army's program of Vietnamization under which the South Vietnamese Army increasingly shouldered the burden of combat operations was proving a success. Large contingents of American troops had already gone home. Now, it was the turn of the Big Red One. Early in April, the division left the last of its bases and returned to Fort Riley, Kansas almost five years after it had gone to Vietnam. April 15, 1970 was another milestone in the long, proud history of the First Division. In a colorful, heart-stirring ceremony watched by many thousands, families, relatives, friends, and dignitaries, including the Secretary of Defense, Melvin R. Laird. The First Infantry Division was renamed the First Infantry Division, mechanized. It had a new commanding general, Major General Robert R. Linville, and it had new troops. Its ranks were filled with the men from another famous fighting outfit, the 24th Infantry Division, which was deactivated. Under its new designation of mechanized, the First Division was augmented with additional armor, reflecting the vast increase in firepower and mobility of the modern U.S. Army Infantry Division. The First had a new mission, too, to support our commitment to NATO in defense of the free world. New faces, new strength, a new mission. But all of it steeped in a time-honored, hallowed tradition of service to country. And now, after almost two centuries of valorous battle deeds, the First Division looks ahead, confident that it will carry out its future tasks in the spirit of its motto. No mission too difficult. No sacrifice too great. Duty first.


And look at the last eight starts 8-0 2.57 58 strikeouts and 49 innings 18 walks and That's why I laugh when people talk about Well, who's gonna start who's gonna be the starter this guy could be the number one story Yeah, David Cole was talking about during the game yesterday, and he brought up a good point He says that's my number one starter. He said as much respect as I have for Tanaka I want him to start either game four or game five as well as game one I don't think he's gonna win us used for starters if they do Then you haven't gained five and the only thing that I brought up on the post game show with David I agree this guy is now pitching is one of the best pitchers in baseball How's he gonna be in October? We don't know how he's gonna be we know how to knock it. Thank you That's the thing and you do you want to rely on a guy to be your number one starter who's never pitched in the postseason before That that that that you do want a guy who has swing and no absolutely, but there's a couple of things that play here All right. He's had a hundred and thirty eight and two-thirds innings That's the second most of his career at a hundred and sixty innings last year So how many starts do you think you'll have left three? Let's see they have about 17 or 18 game your three starts all right, so three starts say he goes six That's another 18 innings. So he's still gonna be well below the 160 For this season, but as you get into the playoffs Michael he it might be in that rarefied air of not only Pitching in the postseason for the first time, but also pitching the most innings he's ever pitched in his career and That doesn't scare me off of him being in the rotation in the playoffs It might scare me off of him being my stopper my go-to guy my number one I still think that's reserved for Tanaka, but hey if he wins his next three starts You talk about a pitcher that's won 11 straight starts going in That I don't know how you don't do it But that that would might that would be my only thing do you want this guy deep in the playoffs pitching the most innings He's ever pitched before biggest games of his life at least Tanaka's kind of been there before right? But what Tanaka has been there before but Tanaka's given up a lot of home runs this year And he's a different pitcher than he used to but I know he won't be scared and that's the important thing But here's the thing with Paxton that should maybe allay some of your fears Dominated the Dodgers in LA Dodgers are really good offensive team dominated the Oakland Athletics Good offensive team shut down the Red Sox really good offensive team So I'm not saying those are plastered, but the closest to a plaster I believe was the game in LA against the Dodgers There was a buzz there. There was an importance to that series They just lost three in a row to the Oakland A's so he stepped up big in that game. His stuff is filthy now He's throwing 97 miles an hour. He's incorporating that knuckle curve, which keeps everybody off balance Aaron Judd said yesterday. He's the best pitcher in baseball right now. Now, of course He's a little biased but you've got to ride that pony. He has been unbelievable again You don't make that decision on September 10th, but at this point if you had to make a decision Here's how I would go and this will shock you too It would be Paxton. It would be Tanaka and then I would give Jay Hapa start and Then have the fourth game be a combination of Severino and Hermon Jay Hapa started to turn it around as well I mean and if you thought about it three weeks, so Jay Hapa would even been might not even made the roster You're probably right. I remember remember Jay Hapa was kind of Paxton last year They made the trade form and he was seven and oh, right And it went to the playoffs and in against the team that he owned throughout his career got beat up Yeah, so sometimes you don't know Michael I agree with you the atmosphere in LA was amazing. I was on vacation, but I watched that game You were back I was excited to be able to get you back and call in that series and and the building was packed And there was there was an atmosphere the two best teams of baseball playing each other It's not it's not really a playoff game. No, there's nothing really on the line That was all a measuring stick kind of thing because it was the two best teams going at each other The Yankees could have gotten swept in that series It wouldn't have mattered they got swept by Oakland the series before it didn't matter I mean the Yankees know they're winning the division I know they want to battle for the best record overall But it's hard to say the atmosphere in LA in game Whatever it was in late August is the same as pitching in October at Yankee Stadium in a situation where you lose The game your season might be over of course a different situation It's it's not the same, but it's as close as you can approximate to I mean it was a full house in LA The Dodgers are considered, you know, if not the best team of baseball right up there with the Yankees and the Yankees They just lost three in a row to Oakland Athletic. So it was a big game. Are you right? It's not a playoff game. It's a different animal Yankees now, but I think stuff will eventually win out


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You, Phyllis Hamilton, do you take this man to be your legal lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor, and obey, until death do you part? I do. Dr. Rabin, I'm Pat Hunter from the Chronicle. Please, this is no time for interviews. Shall I telephone for the ambulance? No. The undertaker. She's dead. Please, thanks. I'm from the forest mortuary. Forest mortuary? Why, two of your men just drove away with the body a few months ago. Well, there must be some mistake. There weren't our men. Well, I've heard of ambulance chasing, but this is something new. New? It's sensational. Another kidnapping of a dead bride. What a story! One of the men who helped remove the body of the mysteriously dead bride was apprehended by the police. Go on, keep talking. Well, I'm... Well, I told you I was standing on the corner, minding my own business, when a long comes a step right in. A guy poached his head out on the window and asked me if I want to make a couple of bucks. How many men were with their firsts? Two. At least all I could see. What'd they look like? I don't know. It was diet. I didn't pay no attention to faces. You noticed the license. What? Two bucks staring me in the face? Come on, tell the truth. What'd you do with the corpse? I didn't do nothing with it. What I tell you is the truth. Sir, help me. Mr. Attorney, Mrs. Wentworth, are you sure there won't be any trouble? You can proceed with the wedding as planned. Well, we want some assurance besides words. We want protection. I'll have plenty of men guarding the chapel. And if I'm any judge of the appearance of your daughter, she looks as healthy as she is beautiful. Oh, really, Mother, I think you're making much ado about nothing. You're not worried, are you? Not in the least. Well, if we have protection, I'll feel much better about it. You'll have it all right, Mrs. Wentworth. Tell Jones and Riley to wait. I'll pick him up. That's the Wentworth's mother and daughter, isn't it? Is the wedding cold off? Certainly not, and there isn't going to be any trouble either. That's what all the rest of them thought. I can't answer for Mrs. Wentworth's help, but your paper can print one thing and that is that there'll be no more theft of girls' bodies. This'll get you and Sandy into the wedding and I want plenty of photographs. Oh, I don't worry, boss. I got enough film to cover the Russian front.  Oh, quit beating. You're getting a break. This is the most exclusive wedding of the year. What if the Wentworth girl drops dead, too?  Get me the guest list and don't bother about anything else. I've got three men working with the police and there'll be plenty more thereabouts. If the bride pulls up this time, there won't be any snatching. Now, get going. What if I get a clue? Oh, I wouldn't let that bother me, sweetie pie. You wouldn't know a clue if it bit you. I'll remember those words, stooge. Why are you so nervous, mother? After all, I'm the one that's getting married. Oh, I just can't help it. I'm so afraid something will go wrong. Forget it. Nothing can possibly happen. Have you seen Dwight? No, no, no. Zappy, we're late in this wedding. We'll wait for us. Can I help it if we had a blowout? Therves your right. Why don't you buy some new tires for this bus? You know, I've been thinking of getting this. Hey, are you kidding? Come on. Come in here. It's bad luck. Oh, not even a peak? Not even one. You'll see me soon enough. You see? If you mind if I have these last few minutes alone with Alex. Oh, I know. Come on, guys, welcome. Well, mother, you're about to lose me. I hope not forever, dear. Oh, of course not. What are you talking about? Do you feel all right, dear? Certainly. I never felt better in my life.  Permission won't work. Oh, thank you. From Dwight. No doubt. Oh, wear this next to your heart, darling. All my love. What an unusual orchid. I never saw one like it before. It's lovely. It's beautiful. The lifter is ready, Mrs. Wentworth. Thank you.  You look faint, dear. Do you feel all right? What's happened again? I just got the picture of the month. More pictures? Did I get pictures? I covered everything except the close-up, but it's pretty posy. Well, that looks like the one the bride wore. What are you doing with it? Presenting it to you, sweetheart, as a token of my devotion. Take a smell. Who ever heard of an orchid with a scent? Well, that one has. Maybe it's a clue. What a peculiar sweet odor. Yeah, make a swirled romaine salad. It isn't a gig. Maybe it's a decoy. Well, maybe you're right. Production of a girl's corpse. Brunette, 22 years of age. Stop and search all trucks in suspicious-looking cars. That is all Burnside. We'll take a look inside this ring. Sure thing, officer. Change that headline to read as Wedlock Challenge. Then set up an editorial attacking the DA's office for playing models while some madman runs away with the bodies of dead brides. Hey, Mr. Keener. Send me up the pooch right away. Oh, so it's you. Well, of all the rotten stories that have ever been turned into this office, yours takes the prize. No guest list, and we don't even know what the bride wore. She wore this orchid. Listen, Miss Hunter, I have a great responsibility. I'm a public servant. Parents are calling the chronicle, frantically, with tears in their voice, begging for news of their daughters. I have a daughter myself who's about to be married. Maybe she'll drop dead, too, but she won't drop dead from an orchid. I didn't say that. Well, then what are you talking about? Every one of the brides that died and disappeared were wearing one of these orchids. How do you know? Well, I checked. It still doesn't spell anything. Then where did the wetwork girl get this orchid? The bridegroom didn't give it to her. Perhaps a dozen people gave it to a hot man, a hot pappy. No, they didn't either. I checked. Besides, this orchid has a peculiar odor. That's unusual. Well, if you think it's a clue, why don't you follow it up? Is that an assignment? It's a notice that you're true if you don't bring something in. Okay, Mr. Keenan. Oh, sorry, but I will detain. Please forgive me. I forgive you. Can you bear to look at me now? Of course. Will she live? As long as she can be of any use to us. She's pretty. Very young. All of them must be. Come, my dear. None of the floors I checked with ever saw an orchid like that. Well, that's not surprising. This particular type belongs to the Standopia class. It's a very rare species. Do you know of anyone that grows them? No. But if you wish to find out more about them, I suggest that you look up a man by the name of Lorenz. He was the one who originally hybridized this plant. Over in Europe somewhere. But I just can't go to Europe just to... Oh, that isn't necessary. He lives up at Dripdale now. Thank you, Mr. Smith. You're quite welcome. Looks like that box got a coffin in it, Jack. Here it is. For Professor Lorenz. What do you suppose he wants with a coffin? Search me. He's such a strange spooky guy. Where do I stay away from hitting the better? Me, too. I'll take charge of this. Go ahead. Take it away. Go ahead and get rid of me. Lorenz, I'm sorry. I can't take you there. Well, I'm out of gas. You mean you won't take me? Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry. I... Is this the only taxi in town? Yes, ma'am, it is. Look, I've simply got to get to the Lorenz place. I'll make it worth your while. Oh, I'm sorry. Lady, but that truck's going up there. You might get a ride with him. That is, if you don't mind riding with a coffin. Now, I'm a reporter. I hope to interview the professor. You're his doctor, I presume? Not exactly. Lorenz is a doctor himself, but he has no license to practice. I've been working with him. We're trying to find a cure for his wife. Oh, I see. What type of people are the Lorenz's? You'll find them very interesting. Professor Lorenz is a man of honor. Lorenz is a man of unusual accomplishment, but his wife is rather peculiar. I expect you'll find them both a bit eccentric. So you found my bag in your truck? Yes. There it is. Name here hoping you might grant me an interview. An interview? About what? No one asked you to come here. You're not welcome. Control yourself, my dear. I'm sure Miss Hunter meant no harm. Please forgive my wife. She's not well. Come. Get bettery tired. So that's what you call being eccentric. Well, I have another name for it. I do not like that girl. She is here for no good. We have nothing to fear. Professor, if we're intruding, not at all, Dr. Foster. This is our evening for work. Please sit down. Thank you. What do you wish to interview me about? Orchids. Orchids? Yes. I understand that you're an authority on the subject. They were once my hobby, but I haven't grown any for several years. Which species are you interested in? A very rare one of the Standopia type. A horticulturist told me that you're the original hybridizer of it. Have you ever seen one? Yes, I have one in my bag. I'll show it to you. Where did you get it? Oh, a friend of mine gave it to me. You see, I'm doing an article on orchids for my newspaper, and I thought that you might be willing to supply me with some special data. I'm sorry. I can't spare a time tonight, Miss Hunter. You see, I have very important work to do with Dr. Foster. I understand. If your interview can wait until morning, I'll drive you back here then. If that's agreeable, Professor, I'll end. It's quite agreeable, but I would suggest that you both stay here, my guests. Thank you very much, but I prefer going to a hotel. Yes, as you wish. I think it would be foolish to go out in such a storm. The professor is right, Miss Hunter. Perhaps we have better remain. However, if you insist, I'll gladly drive you back to the village. I'm afraid that would be an imposition since you've so much work to do. Thank you. I'll stay. Toby will show you to your rooms. Toby, take up Miss Hunter's bag. I'll meet you in the study soon. Why did you ask her to spend the night here? There's a special reason. Very good. Maybe. A few times I've stayed overnight here. I slept unusually well. It must be wonderful to have nerves like that. Tell me, just how well do you know these people? Why, actually, not very well. I've only recently moved into the village. You know, young doctor, trying to establish a practice? Well, I must be keeping you from your work. Good night, doctor. Good night. What do you want? Yes, you are beautiful. How did you get in here? So young. Such lovely skin. Sometimes you too will be a bride. I know where you're going. Someday the master will catch you. Then you'll be sorry. A looking creature. It appeared back there, leaning over my bed. Of course you might have been dreaming. I'm positive I wasn't. Earlier in the evening, Mrs. Lorenz suddenly appeared and then disappeared. Do you suppose there's another entrance to this room? Oh, I doubt it. Why don't you try to go back to sleep? No one's going to harm you. I'm sure it was just a nightmare. I think this whole place is a nightmare. Professor Lorenz and his wife were actually sleeping in coffins. I sell them. We often find it difficult to explain the peculiarities of some people. I guess so. I'm awfully sorry to bother you. There's no trouble. Give your fright and call me again. Good night. Good night. What is the trouble? He has disturbed our guests. Always the hinge. He is a menace to us. Yes. I think that life has come to dispose of him. The dead people. Dead people? What do you mean? Come in and I'll tell you.  What was it? I saw lots of girls in quips down underneath this house. You were seeing, Miss Hunter? Why have you a mausoleum in the basement? A mausoleum? What are you talking about? You know what I'm talking about.  My dear, you must have had a bad dream. Now look, Professor, this was no dream. When did you see all this? Shortly after I called you and told you about that horrible creature in my room. Is that true, Dr. Foster? Well, I don't recall anything about it, Miss Hunter. You must be mistaken. Well, if I was dreaming, it was the darndest nightmare I've ever had. Well, I slept very soundly myself. Miss Hunter was rather upset, I think, when she retired. You see, in our dreams, our minds play strange tricks on us sometimes. Yes, I suppose so. Oh, Professor, that orchid I brought up here to show you's gone. I couldn't find it in my bag. That's too bad. Perhaps you forgot to pack it. You'll be down soon. Yes, right away. Are you coming, Doctor? Of course. No, thank you. I've got to get back to the city. Will you drive me to the station, Dr. Foster? Well, I'll be glad to. But what about the interview? Well, that'll have to wait until some other time. I just remembered an appointment at the office. So I've got to catch the next train. You'll excuse me, Countess? Yes, I will excuse you. Oh, Professor, do you also make a hobby of collecting coffins? Why, yes, in a manner of speaking. I find a coffin much more comfortable than a bed. Many people do so, my dear. Is it so strange that I accept one while waiting for eternal rest? No, I suppose not. Well, thank you for your hospitality. Goodbye. First, we will meet again. It has been so nice meeting you. Don't tell me I'm still dreaming. What do you mean? That grave digger. He's real, isn't he? I hardly think he's a grave digger. More likely laying the foundation for a house.  Is that a crime? No, on the contrary. I envy you. Are you trying to make me believe you're one of those hard-boiled reporters that we read about or see in the movies? No, but working on a newspaper, one becomes cynical and suspicious. Pleasure seeing you again. I'll have a hunch you will, Dr. Foster. Oh, tell me. Just why did you come up here? Or is it the secret? It is, but somehow I feel that I can trust you. You can. You've heard of the case of the vanishing brides. Why, surely? I think I have a clue. You don't mean that you suspect me? Yes, I do. I want to show you something. What are these? Why, they're orchids, of course. You bet they're orchids, and they didn't grow in my dreams. They're exactly like the one that disappeared from my bag. Where did you get them? I found them on the floor beside my bed this morning. The person who came into my room last night must have brought these with him. That seems like a logical explanation. There's no question about it. Honestly, doctor, don't you remember meeting me in the hallway last night? No, I don't. And if I did, I must have been asleep. Ah, to that, you were hypnotized. Yes, that's quite possible. Well, watch your step, and if you discover anything, phone me. That's a promise. Goodbye. Not goodbye, or what? Story on page one. Keep your fingers crossed that this paper isn't soup reliable by some of these phony suspects that the police are bringing it. Well, I got me a red brown and a guy that just brought in. I don't want photographs. I want real clues. The DA's office can't pick up the madman who's stealing the bodies of these dead girls. Maybe we can. Okay, I'll throw it in a wastebasket. No, I'll have it developed. Where's let be? Over at Central Station. The only thing he gets over there is a game of Jim Romy. Tell him to get back here. Well, I got something. I'll say you have your fire. What do you mean? You can't do that to me. Listen, just because the bodies of dead girls disappear is no reason why you can do a vanishing act. But you gave me the assignment. Yeah, I suppose I did. All right. Where have you been? What have you been coming? Well, hey, not so fast. Listen, Mr. Keenan, last night I went through the most gruesome experience of my life. You should talk. All my life has been a nightmare. Well, you can rest easier now, because I've seen plenty. If I can only prove I wasn't dreaming. Dreaming?  I dreamed you gave me that raise you've been promising me. All right, Madam Zora, go on with your dream story. Well, there's a certain Professor Lorenz that lives upstate. He knows all about orchids, but insists that he doesn't grow them anymore. Yet I found these in my bedroom this morning. Listen, you didn't go off someplace and get married, did you? No, I didn't. But I saw the bodies of those other missing brides. All right. Now, take it easy. Stop breathing hard. Pat, and tell me all about it. Did you really see any bodies? Yes, and no. I see. Just a bit of ectoplasm. Well, I'm sure I did, though. I can't explain it. Yeah, you're suffering the same way I am. I see brides everywhere, here, wedding bells ringing in my ears. I saw a dead man, too. A monstrosity. He's very well. I'd like to see Miss Hunter. Oh, I'm sorry. She's busy. She's with Mr. Keenan. It's very important that I see her. I'm Dr. Foster. I wonder if you'd mind announcing me. Mr. Keenan? There's Dr. Foster here. He sits on seeing Miss Hunter. Tell him he can have all of her time from now on. That's the Dr. Foster I was telling you about. Maybe he has more evidence. All right. Send the slow bones in. Hey, look, if you don't mind, I'm going out for a nervous breakdown. Well, Doctor, you almost beat me here. Yes, I drove down. Dr. Foster, Mr. Keenan, my editor. I'm glad to meet you. How do you know? This covering porter of mine has been telling me a weird story about a certain Dr. Lorenz up in your neighborhood. It's weird, all right, but I'm confident it's true. After you left, I looked around the station to find out if Lorenz had any of the coffins assigned to him. I found a consignment, all right. Instead of a coffin, it was a box filled with this stuff. So what? That's ordinary garden moss. It's moss, all right, but not ordinary. This is a special type used by florists and hybridizers for growing orchids. It's called osmonden, which proves that he does grow orchids like these, and the same kind were worn by every one of the brides that died. Well, maybe it is a clue. But how do I know that the rest isn't a cockeyed nightmare? She admits that you don't remember talking to her. I could have talked to her one in the subnamualistic states under the influence of hypnotism. All right, now, wait a minute. Are you trying to tell me that this professor Lorenz is a hypnotist as well as a horticulturist? Why not? My short acquaintance with him has convinced me that he's a man of unlimited talents. He's strange, peculiar. I've even suspected him of being insane. But the fact remains, he's not only a doctor, but a physicist and a scientist of great ability. How about this hot-headed wife of his? I hesitate to bring her into the case at all. Professional ethics forbids a doctor talking about his patients. Oh, forget about your ethics, doctor. After all, where after a criminal? How does this woman fit into the picture? Come on, tell us all you know. The peculiar fact about her is that although she has the appearance of a young woman, her heart and arteries indicate that she's at least 70 or 80 years old. Well, that doesn't explain anything. It certainly doesn't explain why Dr. Lorenz should steal these dead girls. It's possible they may still be alive. Alive in a catholastic state? That's it. All right, all right. What are your other deductions? Well, simply this. These young girls, whether dead or alive, are being used by Lorenz in some manner as human guinea pigs to sustain his wife in a youthful state. Oh, that's preposterous. It's nothing of the kind. Scientists are finding out every day that glands and hormones have a lot to do with life and health. The glands in our bodies help determine the condition of our teeth, the texture of our hair. All right, we'll admit all that, but I wouldn't dare print such a fantastic story.  All right, I'll put Doyle on it to track it down. I'm afraid you won't get very far.  Why not track the fellow? How? Well, he steals dead brides, doesn't he? Oh, now look Pat, do you want to be a June bride? Oh, sure. I mean, that is, no, not yet. Anyway, Lorenz knows me. All right, then stop talking nonsense. This paper can't disoom the responsibility of such a harebrained scheme. Oh, please, Mr. Keenan, you can't pass up an opportunity like this. There she is. Cigarette? Hey, she's cute. Well, would you like to dance? Later. Business before pleasure, you know. Hello, Peggy. Hello, Pat. This is Wood, Dr. Fausti. Good evening, Ms. Wood. How do you do? I have something important to tell you. I'm all ears. Let's go to your dressing room. Okay. I won't be long. All right. Peggy, I've landed a good part for you. A chance to prove your talent. Really? What is it? A picture or a play? Neither one. My paper's going to stage a phony wedding, and we want you to be the perfect June bride. Now wait just a minute. With bridesmaids and flowers and all the trimmings. What is it? A circulation stunt? No. You've heard of the case of the vanishing bride. Sure. Well, this is the perfect June bride. Now wait just a minute. With bridesmaids and flowers and all the trimmings. What is it? A circulation stunt? No. Sure. Well, this is a plan we have to trap the person who's been stealing our bodies. Are you kidding? Certainly not. The job will pay you plenty. How will I collect if I'm dead? You won't be dead. All you have to be careful of is not to smell any flowers. All I do is lie six feet underground and push them up. Next, count me out. Listen, Peggy. I'm offering you a chance to get your picture on the front page of every newspaper in this country. Overnight, you'll be famous. Broadway producers and Hollywood studios will be offering you contracts like the chance you've been waiting for. She's the most unusual type. Such fascinating eyes. She'll make a charming addition to our family. June 20th. And they, we shall not forget. What are you doing in this part of the house? Master, I keep hearing my son's voice calling for me. Your son is better off where he is. Go back to your work. Master, you shouldn't have done it. He didn't deserve to die. Do what I say and don't come up here again. Yes, must. Well, everything's all set. She's young and pretty. Yeah. What assurance have we that this Lorenz guy will show up to make the snatch? And what happens if he does kidnap this fake bride? Well, the private chapel and neighborhood will be covered with guards. Well, Lorenz hasn't a chance to escape. Provide me, shows up. And if he doesn't, I'm the suckler and I'll have 500 bucks. And if he does, you have an exclusive story with big, juicy headlines. I hope you're right.  Or big flop. My knees are shaking. There's nothing to be afraid of. Here's your bouquet and the phony orchid.  Leave that to me. You got plenty of photographers out there? Certainly. And what about the cops? How many times do I have to tell you nothing's going to happen to you? Oh, Miss Hunter. Yes? I wanted to ask you, in this ceremony shall we use the word cherish or obey? You mean for the bride? Yes. Well, just for this once, let's put the old fashioned word in, obey. I've marked the words here. Just read the ceremony slowly, solemnly. Yes, I understand. I hope what you're doing isn't wrong. It's all in good cause. Well, I suppose it is. Well, if you meet me, you'll find me in my study. Thank you. You've been grand, Reverend. You'd better go get ready. What do I do now? Just march down the island. Don't forget to faint at the altar. Well, here goes nothing. How's everything going? All right, so far, I guess. Good. Ceremony's about to begin. I certainly hope somebody shows up besides these ham actors I'm paying. You know, it seems to me that if Lorenz were ready to strike, he'd have sent an orchid. Just a minute. I'll take that. Did you say orchid? And I'll take you with it. There you are. Looks like our man's going to pounce all right. It looks like you're right. Just like a real wedding, doesn't it? Yes. Too bad it isn't. Is that a proposal, Dr. Foster? It certainly is. The minister would like to speak to you in his study, Miss Hunter. But... Oh, you mean the real minister? Yes, ma'am. Thank you. I'll be right back. You wanted to see me, Reverend? The minister sent for us. Waiting is usual. Hurry up. Let's go. If you need before anyone finds us, we'll get involved with their friends or the girls. In the meantime, you take this one with us. Again, we meet only under different circumstances. I would have preferred that you would be a bride, but it really doesn't matter. You will serve our purpose just as well. Now both of my sons are gone. You betrayed me, ma'am.  Your hand isn't steady. Come. See?  We've got headlines to write. Do I get a buy-line? After this, you can have a clothesline with my shirt on it. I now pronounce you man and wife. Finally make a newspaper woman out of you. Go and quit. And to think that this was the cause of it all.