Ride Down Cajon

suspense and the producer of radio's outstanding theater of thrills, the master of mystery and adventure, William N. Robeson. The word license has two meanings. The first is familiar to all of us, official permission, as in marriage license, liquor license, driving license.

The second definition, paradoxically, means almost the opposite, freedom from rules. We We can send ourselves here with an esoteric aspect of this definition, namely dramatic license. In the forthcoming story, we have deviated somewhat from the facts and altered California topography ever so slightly in the interest of suspense.

To the residents of San Bernardino who make grumble, it couldn't happen that way. All we can say is, aren't you glad? Listen, listen then as Mr. William Bishop stars in Ride Down Cajon, which begins in just a moment. And now, ride down Cajon, starring Mr. William Bishop. A tail well calculated to keep you in. Suspents.

Two main gateways to California. Route 40 over Donna Pass in the north and Route 66 over Cajon Pass in the south. I don't know anything about Donna, but Cajon Pass I know. You see, I'm night man at Ella's Tiptop Cafe, the summit of the Pass. And I live down the hill in Batu. That's San Bernardino. Down the hill. You drop 3,000 feet and 20 miles

on a four lane divided highway that's so well designed drive as hit it like it was the Indianapolis Speedway. Which is okay if your wheels are working okay. If they're not you can get killed on call. Fast. By all rights I should have been the other night and I just went along for the ride. It was 2 a.m. and I was waiting for my relief man when Phil dropped in for