Strange for a Killer

suspense and the producer of radio's outstanding theater of thrills, the master of mystery and adventure, William N. Robeson. It's a far cry from a desert island in the South Atlantic to a police besieged apartment in a modern American city, but you're about to hear a man who has bridged it. A man who also has come full cycle from his first loved radio back to the microphone as a

star and suspense. He is Dan O'Hurlough, whom you will remember as the bearded lonely and silent Robinson Crusoe from the picture of the same name a few seasons back. In that delightful film, Mr. O'Hurlough, he spoke only 90 lines of dialogue. In the play you are about to hear, he has considerably more words to say. Listen, listen then as Dan O'Hurlough, he stars in

strange for a killer, which begins in just a moment. Another visit with Joe and Daphne Forsyth. Overhead the moon is big! Oh, that's Daphne, hold it. Oh, hi Joe. Guess what honey, I'm trying out for the operator.

As what? A singer. You could have fooled me. I was just practicing one of the songs. Well, I don't think you quite fit the role. Why not? Why not? Well at this version of the student princes like the version I know, that particular number is sung by a tenor.

Oh. Not that you don't come close. But I think you better stick to being a housewife. But I want to be a singer. Daphne, honey. A singer you'll never be. I could take lessons. You got a lessons cost money.

Money better invested for us in savings bonds. You and your old savings bonds. I can't help it, honey. I just can't get over the way those savings bonds pay off. dollars for every three. That's what I call an investment. What good do they do me now?