Trade Mark

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, a famous go-farther gasoline, invites you to sit back and enjoy another strange story by the Whistler.

I am the Whistler, and I know many things before 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. Trademark. The car speeding up the rain swept mountain road, rounded a final curve, then swung in sharply until its headlights pierced through the night to pick up the cabin set well back from the road.

As the car skidded to a stop in front of the cabin, the woman at the wheel leaked out and ran for the shelter of the veranda. There she paused only a moment to catch her breath before pounding heavily on the door.

Talk to me, to see you! Oh, to see, hello, my friend. You've got to talk to me, you've got to listen. I don't have to, but I suppose I shall. All right, come inside. Sit down, if you wish.

No, I'd rather stand. Cecile, you've got to understand about that money from the firm. I believe I understand only too well, Martha. You've embezzled us. Cecile, I've been very important to your organization up until now.

Up until now, you certainly have. Your ideas for merchandising and promoting cosmetic space has still been superb, Martha. Simply superb. Then your inventiveness, development of perfumes, lipsticks? Excellent. I'm sure this new lipstick you've worked out will prove a smashing success.