Silent Partner

The Signal Oil Program? The Whistler? At Whistler? Is your signal for the Signal Oil Program? The Whistler? I am the Whistler. And I know many things, for I walked by night.

I know many strange tales, hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows. Yes. I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. Yes friends, it's time for the Signal Oil program, The Whistler, rated tops in popularity for a longer period of time than any other West Coast program in radio history.

And Signal gasoline is tops too, tops in quality. It takes extra quality, you know, to give you extra mileage. And Signal is the famous Go Father gasoline. So look for the Signal Circle sign in yellow and black that identifies friendly dealer-owned signal stations from Canada to Mexico. And now the Whistler Strange story.

Silent partner. For twenty out of every twenty-four hours, Saunders Junction is a sleepy little western town. The railhead of a dairy cattle empire called the Robertson Ranch. But twice a day at six o'clock in the morning and evening, it comes to life.

its three blocks of stores and supply houses suddenly active as the trains pull into the station and Roberts and trucks line the platform. The drivers and swampers hustling hundreds of gleaming cans of Roberts and milk into the waiting cars to be taken south to the city.

In the winter time a stranger in Saunders Junction would have trouble distinguishing morning from evening. The same train, the same shouting men, the same darkness, morning and evening. But Matt Robertson was no stranger. As he stood on the platform watching the train pull out, he was thinking, a little bitterly now, of the day thirty years ago, when his father passed the Robertson ranch over to