Strange Tales (Old Time Radio)
Sep 27, 2026 · 52 min · 20 segments
We’ll hear from The CBS Radio Mystery Theater on this week’s Strange Tales. From April 23, 1975, here’s their story, *Afraid To Live, Afraid To Die*…
Greg BellHost[dramatic music] She's an old lady now, and an old friend in my family, and she is a remarkable woman.
She's more sedentary than in past years since she's in her 90s, but she is still slim, and her white hair frames a shrewd and kindly face.
She never married, and for most of her years was a baby nurse.
Only the last quarter of her life has she taken to being companion to other elderly and lonesome ladies.
ladies.Except for one other time near the beginning of her life, and this is Ellen Muir's story about that haunting and terrifying experience.
[eerie music] Even young as I was then, I had a strange feeling about Malvern Grange.
When I first saw it, dark and shadowed at the end of a long drive, lined by the great shade trees that made an eerie black tunnel on that otherwise bright moonlit night, it was the very picture of the haunted house.
And fat, wheezy, old Joe Wellman driving me by trap from the railroad station didn't help me to feel much easier in my mind.
Well, hello there, missy.
I reckon you'd be Hester Milgram's niece she's expecting.
Yes, sir.
Ellen Muir, right?
That's me.
I'm Joe Wellman.
Pleased to meet you.
Jack of all trades: gardener, groom, handyman, and general bodyguard to all them lonesome women out to the Grange.
This, uh, all the luggage you got?
Yes, sir.
Oh, oh, no, I can carry it.
Oh, [laughs] why, bless you, little one.
It ain't no weight at all, even for an old geezer like me.
Now, come on.
I got a horse and trap waiting to drive you off to the Grange.
[footsteps] Yes, sir, you sure don't take after Hester.
You're a right pretty little thing.
[dramatic music] She's an old lady now, and an old friend in my family, and she is a remarkable woman.
She's more sedentary than in past years since she's in her 90s, but she is still slim, and her white hair frames a shrewd and kindly face.
She never married, and for most of her years was a baby nurse.
Only the last quarter of her life has she taken to being companion to other elderly and lonesome ladies.
ladies.Except for one other time near the beginning of her life, and this is Ellen Muir's story about that haunting and terrifying experience.
[eerie music] Even young as I was then, I had a strange feeling about Malvern Grange.
When I first saw it, dark and shadowed at the end of a long drive, lined by the great shade trees that made an eerie black tunnel on that otherwise bright moonlit night, it was the very picture of the haunted house.
And fat, wheezy, old Joe Wellman driving me by trap from the railroad station didn't help me to feel much easier in my mind.
Well, hello there, missy.
I reckon you'd be Hester Milgram's niece she's expecting.
Yes, sir.
Ellen Muir, right?
That's me.
I'm Joe Wellman.
Pleased to meet you.
Jack of all trades: gardener, groom, handyman, and general bodyguard to all them lonesome women out to the Grange.
This, uh, all the luggage you got?
Yes, sir.
Oh, oh, no, I can carry it.
Oh, [laughs] why, bless you, little one.
It ain't no weight at all, even for an old geezer like me.
Now, come on.
I got a horse and trap waiting to drive you off to the Grange.
[footsteps] Yes, sir, you sure don't take after Hester.
You're a right pretty little thing.
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