The Outer Limit

Suspents! And the Roadie Surif Radio's Outstanding Theater of Thrills, the Master of Mystery and Adventure, William and Robeson. Man proposes that God disposes. Always, always the question, yet to be solved. The horizon yet to be reached.

Beyond whichever and ever there are further horizons and never the answer to the question. Was the wealth of the distant indies lying beyond the curve of the Earth? The answer to the Spain of Ferdinand and Isabella was Sutter's gold lying beyond the high and forbidding western mountains. The answer to the America of a hundred years ago is the shiny

electronic basketball that soon to be launched satellite. The answer to mid-century man who proposes without consulting him who disposes. We do not know or do we presume to guess. But we do Who makes so bold is to give you pause for thought.

Listen then, listen, as Frank Lovejoy stars in the outer limit, a tail well calculated to keep you in. Sus, spent. Minus 25, zero minus 25. All right, man, settle down. Now let's settle down. You too, Bill, that book you're reading, put it away.

Anything you say, Colonel? No doubt you're wondering why we got you out of whatever warm beds you were in. Well, we've got a reason, a very good reason. This morning we take the wraps off the RX-3.

Now, most of you have heard Scuttlebutt that she's been modified while she has. She's powered by eight rockets now. That's what I said, eight rockets. Designed to take man into areas of space that have never been explored before.

And at a rate of speed to which no pilot has yet been subjected. I'll build West Falls going to take her up this morning as far and as fast as she can go. Joe? Yes, ma'am.