Hail Farewell Caper

The National Broadcasting Company presents the Adventures of Sam Spade Detective. Me, sweetheart. Say. Oh, say. Oh, say. Stop, take it easy. The papers are on the street. I saw them. So did I. There'll be some red-faced editors ducking behind their green eyeshades tomorrow.

What do you mean, say? You don't plan up the score until the returns are all in F. They supplies to presidential elections, boxing matches, and executions at San Quentin Prison. Sam, you mean Willie? I mean Willie.

Batten down the hatches and turn over your foam rubber cushion wonder girl for even now I'm homeward bond with a stride by stride account of a 12-hour marathon Which I shall call for obvious reasons the hail and farewell caper Transcribe for NBC William spear radios outstanding producer director of mystery and crime drama brings you the greatest private detective of mall

starring Steven Dunn in the adventures of Sam spade F.E.! D.E.F.E.! F.R.D.E.R.D. in here this minute. That's what I was about to ask. Have you been sticking your delightful freckled cupboard upturned little nose into my schnapps bottle?

Well, answer me, girl. Sam, you know I don't do that. All right, then, who? Well, the nervous little man who was here did open the door to find a pencil and paper and leave a no.

OK, you're clear. Oh, Sam, what about the little man? A good and leading question, F. Shall we attempt an answer? Oh, I'm at the ready, Sam. Shoot. Put in to Justice Edward Benjamin, State Supreme Court from Samuel's Fade License Number 137596, subject, the Hail and Farewell Caper, Dear Justice Benjamin.

My relationship with the spend little man goes clear back to a week ago Thursday, possibly even before that, but that was the day I first noticed him. I remember it was Thursday because I was having corned beef and cabbage at Schroeder's.