Beyond the Wall

The Signal Oil Program. Yes, the Signal Oil Program. The Whistler. Whistler is your signal for the Signal Oil Program. The Whistler. I am a 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. Yes, friends, it's time for the Signal Oil program, the Whistler, rated Tufts and Popularity for a longer period of time than any other West Coast program in radio history.

And Signal gasoline is Tufts too, Tufts in quality. It takes extra quality, you know, to give you extra mileage. And Signal is the famous Go farther gasoline. So look for the Signal Circle sign in yellow and black that identifies independently operated signal stations from Canada to Mexico. And now the Whistler strange story. Beyond the war.

There are some words that hit a man like an electric shock and Marty Fisher had just heard that. He was standing at the head of the line of prisoners as he always did on visitor day.

But this time he didn't smile at the guard, pick up his card and move casually on toward the Why are wickets at the far end of the room? This time he stood paralyzed, rooted before the battered oak desk, staring at the man who sat behind it.

What the matter, Marty? Didn't you understand me? I said your wife didn't show up today. But she told me she'd be here. Sorry. Next look. Check the waiting room with her. Maybe the rust is wrong.

Maybe she didn't get a name. She isn't here. Now look, there's still a half hour of free time. Go on back out to the yard. But she's never missed a visit as day and five years.