Search for an Unknown

That whistle is your signal for the Signal Oil program, the Whistler, rated tops and popularity for a longer period of time than any other West Coast program. 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, available wherever you see the Signal Circle sign in yellow and black, that identifies independent signal dealers from Canada to Mexico. I am the Whistler, and I know many things, for I walk by night.

I know many strange tales, hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadow. Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. And now the Whistler Strange story. Search for an unknown.

The tall, dark-haired man in his companion moved away from the bar. cross the cocktail lounge and stopped before the huge windows to gaze out over the city. As they stood there, watching the flickering lights across San Francisco Bay, the girl unconsciously began toying with a shiny new wedding band on her finger.

Then as the man raised his glass to drink, she turned and looked up to him. What are you thinking about Frank? Albert Maxwell, a little guy over there across the bay, waiting in the desk cell.

What time is it? You've got ten minutes to go. He deserves to die. Yeah. What if I'd played this case smart? Things might have turned up better. Sometimes I wish I'd never been mixed up in it at all.

Do you, Dolly? If you hadn't, you wouldn't have met me. I'd find you somewhere down in some of the ladies. You know, Julie, maybe I ought to give it up. Quit making like a private eye and think of selling shoalies as...