Four of a Kind

suspense, and the producer of radio's outstanding theater of thrills, the master of mystery and adventure, William N. Robeson. Motorists are constantly being warned against giving lifts to hitchhikers, but all hitchhikers are not dangerous characters, and all motorists are not angels and wheels.

Let the hitchhiker beware lest he accept the ride from a citizen like Jay Stewart Belden, it might be his last. Listen, listen then, as Elliot Reed stars in Four of a Kind, which begins in just a minute.

And now, Four of a Kind starring Elliot Reed. A tail well calculated to keep you in. A Spence. On a ride, young fella? You bet. Well, hop in. Ah, thanks.

So I met Jay Stewart Belden and his 1959 fishtail special. That's how I took the ride and I nearly didn't get back from. He looked to be about 45. He wasn't bad looking for a guy that old.

He was well built, not my size. No grands here. And that coat he was wearing. Boy, I'll bet plenty of camels went under the clippers for that one. What's the name, son? A rich valor.

Married? Not me. Don't tell me you're a woman, lady. Oh, no, it's not that. It's just, well I have enough trouble feeding myself. Ha ha ha. I said to save the years ago. You saved your mind with it.

I mean B, 1-86-3. What? A dud. Huh? Oh, do you ever play license plate poker? License plate poker. I never heard of it. Just like regular poker, except instead of drawing cards, you draw license plates.

Now I drew that hat and there was nothing in it. Next car we see will be your hat. Hey, come to run now. What's the license tape? Fourteen, take my three four. Two pair of threes and fours, you beat me.