Borrowed Future

A Whistler and 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 the Whistler's strange story Followed future the late afternoon sun a red ball of fire

lingered on the rim of the distant mountain, and long shadows were creeping across the valley floor, as Phil Hodges stood at the window of the construction company office. Watch the approach of the car along the narrow dusty roadway, leading up to the newly erected almost completed dam. He had no way of knowing

of course that because of that car it's occupant, a new and never-to-be-forgotten chapter in his life was about to be written. I fella. Well, what do you know? Jim. Jim Welch. Oh, I, you fell.

Say this isn't a surprise. What brings you around? Business, my boy. Stop by your rooming house over at Willow Pass. The doll told me I'd find you here and, oh boy, what a doll. Yeah, that'll be Claudia.

And what she doing in a hicktown like Willow Pass. Don't tell me she runs a boarding house. Her mother does. Mrs. Hackett. We wouldn't care to put in a good word for an old pal, would you?

Would Mrs. Hackett? Sure. The Dow bust another mind Mrs. Hackett hey lay off that's my territory all So that's it huh? I figured you want to look around see some of the old gang yeah later Pop done against till your night watch one. Yeah sure is that boss of yours around no mr.