Lady With the Knife

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 Strange Story, the Lady with the Knife. It was only three in the afternoon, but the hotel cocktail lounge near the railroad depot and Omaha was buzzing with customers caught there between trains.

In the darkness of the corner booth, Morley Carr sat with a portly gentleman in the Salt and Pepper suit. His name was Sam Wilson and he loved to talk. Morley on the other hand loved to listen.

Yes, in his kind of business, he often found it profitable to strike up an acquaintanceship with an overindulgent stranger in a bar. And the minute he saw the man in the salt and pepper suit, Morley smelled money.

China? Ha ha ha. Do I know China? Listen Mr. I know China like the palm of my hand. Baping donkom. You spend a lot of time there in a sense? Six years and so. And fired off every English speaking newspaper in the Orient.

Gentlemen, I'm a pair of tall ones. Ah, that's great. Tell them to get working on two more. That'll be a dollar twenty. Oh, here, let me go. No, no, no, this is my party. Yeah, waiter, keep a change.