Man on the Run

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'm the Whistler. And I know many things, or 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. Man on the run. It's night, but the usually quiet countryside near Connersville is far from quiet. The man on the run could hear the sharp bane cry of the dog as they pushed through the marsh waters and started behind a protective rope.

Through back into the shadows, panting and fighting for breath as he peered out. Saw the unmistakable glint of moonlight on a sheriff's bed. I knew that only a few feet away from him calling out orders with an officer of the law determined for assistance.

You wonder if it's all over, don't you, Cora? If the dogs will somehow catch the sink, even though the marsh water has helped you so far, you'll be caught if the dogs change their course and let the sheriff and his troopers know how very close they are.

You wait, frenzy them afraid, and listen as someone approaches the sheriff. Right, who's there? Yes, me, sheriff. I got the farmer joining here. I wondered what's up. Oh, robbery. Infant place, up in the hill.