Calling All Cars: Desertion Leads to Murder

and the Eagle Police calling all cars attention all cars, but cast 172. I'm going to look out for two men with tragic soldiers, last seen driving Dodge touring cars. One man has a deep voice, thought to be heading for Mexican border.

The minnards killers, and go round the world. For you, by your 40 cars, fire engines, ambulances, and endless trucks, gasoline, for love.

Our own hope to have long, long, moves, cruising miles. But must be here tonight is an excellent example of what happens when human beings make the mistake

of taking the first step on the wrong side of the law to a copy of areas made that have taken another human's life. The men who found themselves assigned the job of running the criminals in tonight's story that are on discovered that they are getting off almost more than they could choose.

It was more of a tough job. It was assuming impossibility, of hanging on to a crew, no matter how thin it may seem, these officers married to push aside the obstacles, comfortably impossible. That'll bring your men back to face yet, yetous.

It would allow in chains of a round sea-shelden, line man, for the competitive death and electric company of San Diego, and two members of the crew are repairing a gullible line. The sun, shining brightly at both sides of the eucalyptus tree, clearly on the one surface of a paved road.

The sun, the heat, after a long siege of wither rain, creates relaxing atmosphere, and long to be finished with the gods, long to rest during the noon hour. Seven is fixed on the clock arm of a telephone pole. The others are waiting below.