Warm Reception

And now stay tuned for the program that has rated tops in popularity for a longer period of time than any other West Coast program in radio history. The Signal Oil Program? The Whistler. Signal the famous Go Father gasoline invites you to sit back and enjoy another strange story by 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.

And now for the signal oil company, the Whistler's strange story. Warm reception. The settings seem usual enough, a train speeding through the night. Winding serpent-like amidst the narrow passes and clats of its mountain road there.

And inside in the club collar, everything was as usual too. The low hums of conversation. A waiter moving among the passengers attending to their desires. The friendly arguments over who buys the next... Bits of conversation like this.

Yeah, but you ought to see this country in the daytime, Jones. Beautiful is Northwest. I'd like to make it sometime. It's a night travel can get dull. Nothing happening. No, all trains, just one big canasta game.

Nothing really exciting going on at all. Nothing really exciting going on at all. No. Not unless one could peer into a compartment a few cars back. It's more than a car game there. It's a struggle between trainings.

A struggle over a night. And then the train lurches. The grappling gamble is four. And only one gets up. A man named Greg Fallon. Yes, Greg, he's dead. Your card game is really over, isn't it?