Windfall

The signal oil program? The Whistler. That whistle is your signal for the signal oil program? 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. Yes friends, it's time for the Signal Oil program, The Whistler, rated by independent research the most popular West Coast program in radio history. In gasoline, you know, it takes extra quality 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 friendly dealer-owned signal service stations from Canada to Mexico. And now the Whistler Strange Story. Windfall. The man stood at the railing of the Jefferson Bridge, looking over the rail, hesitant, undecided.

In a way it was a foolish move, but on the other hand, he didn't know. He finally made up his mind, put his foot on the rail, and then stopped suddenly at the sound of steps.

Oh, good evening officer. What's the matter, buddy? Uh, nothing. I was just, uh, looking at the view. Hmm. Thought you might be planning something foolish. Whatever gave you that idea. Well, it's been done before, not far from this spot.

Ah, nobody be getting on. Come on. Hello. A half minute later he made up his mind. Disappeared over the side. It was a good gamble. The hat he'd seen on the ground near the bridge timbers timbers was nearly new. He smiled to himself, started to try it on, and then saw something that stopped him in his tracks frozen. Not six feet away was the battered body of a man,