That Physical Fact

Signal, signal, signal, gas, believe. Your car will go far with no other gas, believe. Sit back and relax, friend. It's time to enjoy the signal oil program. Yes, the signal oil program, the Whistler. That whistle is your signal for the signal oil program, the Whistler.

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 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 top two, tops in quality. in quality. It takes extra quality, you know, to give you extra mileage. And signal is the famous Go farther gasoline. So look for the signal circle sign in yellow and black that identifies independently operated signal stations from Canada to Mexico. And now the Whistler Strange story. That physical fact, the captain on the bridge of the luxurious

This liner jaded his eyes from the white glare of the tropic sun. His gaze swept over the tiny deserted island, past the patch of white cloth flying from the top of a slender palm tree near the shore.

Then he moved quickly to the quarter deck, stood quietly by as the ship's doctor leaned over the half unconscious person they just brought aboard. The details weren't available immediately, but when the story was pieced together they discovered that it began some weeks before.

Yes, that it all started weeks ago on an island several hundred miles away. On the docks beside the old freighter stood Professor Hillary Merrill, surrounded by a dozen huge packing cases. The successful result of more than two years of scientific research.