A Mask for Kinsella

The signal oil program. Yes, the signal oil program The Whistler And whistle is your signal for the signal oil program The Whistler and 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

Yeah, 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 tops too, tops in quality. It takes extra quality, you know, to give you extra mileage. And Signal is the famous Go-Father gasoline. So look for the Signal Circle sign in yellow and black that identifies independently operated signal stations from Canada to Mexico.

And all the Whistler's strange story. A mass for Kinsella. Jim Kinsella couldn't seem to fix the beginning in his mind. If there was a beginning, it was all too confused. Like impressions out of a dream, patches of thought and action bouncing back at him.

The excitement, the shouted warning, and then the explosion that rocked the small chemical laboratory and sent the world crashing down on him. They were dim at first, the voices, very faint, but growing stronger, growing stronger, and coming closer all the time.

Is he coming around, Dr? Yes, you'll be alright. I still do not understand how the laboratory blew up that way. Gradually through it all, something was coming back, clearing in his mind. It had to do with his friend Ted, Ted Brewster, the laboratory deep in the Mexican wilderness where the two of them were.