Dolls Name Was Suzy

The Whistler, presented by the United States Air Forces in Europe. I'm the Whistler, and I know many things before I walk by night. I know many strange tales, getting in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows.

Here, I know the nameless terrors of which state they are not speaking. And now the Whistler is strange stories, but doll's name was Fuzzy. Laura Haven, 28 in a track and Secretary Treasurer of the small but successful QB stationary company was worth and with reason.

For unless she found the means to replace $4,000 of company funds, she used in an unfortunate market venture before the stockholders' annual order scheduled in two weeks. She faced certain dismissal and prosecution for embeddedness.

But Laura was still hopeful. There at your second you'll find a way to replace the money, just that you've found ways to replace smaller amounts in the past. And at the moment, sympathetic Clay Hillman, plant manager and vice president, the man who gave you your start for the company six years ago, seems most likely to accept your carefully rehearsed soft story.

And that's the way it is, Mr. Hillman. I'll hate it to come to you, but... I wish I could help you save your father's business, Laura. You made a fine record here, but I just can't.

$4,000 is just beyond me. I could probably get by on $2,500 if I had to. I could tell my stock in this company, sell my TV set. I can't wait too much for me personally, Laura.

Just as impossible. I'm terribly sorry. Forget it, Mr. Hillman. I'll solve it for my... Why? I'm sorry about your dad's tough luck, Lord, but $4,000 is a lot of money. I can't think of a thing that might know. I was wondering about what the cramps did. My boss? Surely you don't expect me to ask him.