Alias Mister Alden

And now stay tuned for the program that is 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. Alias Mr. Alden. The big transport plane banked sharply, Plained in towards the approach leg to the airport outside Singapore.

Lynn Blakinsley moved her veil aside slightly, looked out as the ship came into land and taxied quickly up to the unloading gate. The young man sitting across Farmer could see that she was young, very attractive, but from his haste in disembarking and making his way through customs, it didn't appear that he was concentrating on lonesome young ladies, not at the moment.

Lynn Blakinsley, however, seemed more than mildly interested in keeping the young man in view. the airport she managed to capture a cab immediately and back of his. Follow him to the Port Royal Hotel, where she stood only a few feet away, as he put down his portable typewriter case and spoke to the desk clip.

My name is old and you have a reservation from the room 409. Room 409, I'm sorry Mr. Orden, it's occupied at the moment. Very similar accommodation, so ever room 309. I'm not interested in similar accommodations. I want that room. I wired you last night.