The Cloak of Kamehameha

It started at dawn in a Los Angeles taxi and wound up that night on a cliff in the middle of the Pacific All because of a Dutchman with fifty thousand dollars a cop's and a lily pond and an oriental with a chauffeur who wanted a cloak Made of nothing but feathers From the pen of Raven Chandler outstanding author of crime fiction comes his most famous character in

The Adventures of Philip Marlow now with Gerald Moore starred as Philip Marlow We bring you tonight's exciting story the cloak of Kamehameha The message that a repulsively wide-awake boy was missing a two front-row center had delivered at 6 in the AM had come in two parts.

The first scrawled in black ink on a wrinkled piece of paper said, Mallow get hold of a taxi cab, poses the driver yourself under exactly eight o'clock this morning, come past 8840 North Ogden Drive, a sign polished shinler.

The second half made more sense. It was printed in neat letters on need of green paper and under and engraving a Benjamin Franklin red. $100 Silver Dollars payable to the bearer and the man. So at exactly eight o'clock I was behind the wheel of a hired cab.

Leather jacket, peak cap, toothpick and all. And within hey taxi distance of number 8840. Mr. Pollard-Schindler, a round man in square clothes with haircut to match, was not late. Taxi, are you there? Taxi, wait!

Yes sir, cab? Of course. Right, you think I'm shouting my head off? I want to go to the Municipal Airport. Do you understand? and the Municipal Airport at Inglewood. Okay, okay, Inglewood, municipal airport it is.