See How He Runs

Thus spent. In the produce of radios outstanding theater of thrills, the master of mystery and adventure, William N. Robeson. The radioactive is a very special kind of thespian. He has no assistance in creating illusion.

He cannot call upon the magic of makeup, nor the protective coloring of costume. He has only his voice and your ears. Yet this is enough for the superb radio artist and such a one we present tonight Starring mr. Jim Bacchus a tail well calculated to keep you in Time hi mr. Barker. That's a half rock you got forty cents change coming

I'll bet you can hear the difference between a ten and a twenty dollar bill hitting the ground You need to run a news stand this time you have to. People just soon cheat me as anybody else.

Be in blind, don't make me an exception. It's your yarmy, Mr. Barker. That's your 40 cents change. Hey, but... No, I can't do that. Come on, keep it. Eh, maybe I could put it on a number for you, Mr. Barker.

You know me, Poppy. Never play the numbers. My saint and mother used to say to me, Ed, you're gonna break the law and never play for pennies. Make it pay. Jim, aren't I? Mr. Barker?

Yeah. You uh, I left you umbrella, Mr. Barker. Hi, Mr. Barker. Mr. Barker. Mr. Barker? Heh. You all right, Mr. Barker? Who's that?

That's me. Who's there? Hey, you. You, you with the tops on your shoes. Come back here. Give us some names. You can be a big help to us, Poppy. Poppy's been blind since he was 14.

How am I supposed to tell you who rubs out big yet? Bager when I can't see them. I think you're a nice young fella. Let a poor old man go home and get his rest.