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Sure, Chief, but the star of the Nile ain't a dame. Yeah, but Helen Crue is. Helen Crue? Yeah, something's bound to happen on a train when it's carrying those three. George Stevens, Helen Crue, and Boston Blackie. Well, nobody has to lead Blackie to adventure because somehow adventure always seems to seek him out. In just a moment, we'll hear more about Blackie and the star of the Nile. You know, you can lead a soap to water, but you can't always make it give thick, rich suds. Not if it's hard water, and not if you're using one of those lazy bar or skimpy suds package soaps. No, ma'am, that's when you want rinse-o, soapy, rich rinse-o on the job. You see, rinse-o bubbles up in a mountains of suds, practically at the touch of water. Suds that go right to town on your clothes. Suds that get out more dirt to give you that rinse-o white, rinse-o bright wash. And no hard scrubbing or boiling to ruin your wash-day disposition. A short soaking in rinse-o suds, a few quick finger rubs on extra soiled places, and your clothes are ready to rinse. So next wash-day, whistle up a rinse-o wash. A wash that's rinse-o white and rinse-o bright. Yes, Damaris, and the adventures of Boston Blackie. It's obvious that an international bank should be established for reconstruction. At the United Nations Monetary and Financial Conference, held at Bretton Woods, certain preliminary steps were taken. However, it is only the beginning. When you realize that the International Monetary Fund will total around $8,500,000,000. But that's only the beginning. Yes, well, a small beginning. I'm kind of mixed up when I start counting over 850. Oh, young man, we'll all have to learn how to count in millions and billions in the post-war world. That's very interesting. Oh, here you are, Stuart. I'd like some dessert. Can you take this seed, Miss? Oh, thank you. Never mind the dessert, Stuart. Well, I'm finished. Wouldn't you rather have this chair by the window? Thank you. And a good day for you, young man. Thanks for your company. Well, thanks to you for the tip on the International Monetary situation. I can't wait to use it. Very interesting man. And very distinguished looking, too. Who is he? I don't know, but he's awfully good at counting. Is, um, is it all right if we talk? Why not? You see, my mother never told me not to talk to strangers on a train. I like your mother. Very intelligent woman. Well, I'm no isolationist. But to make it proper, my name is Helen Karoo. Oh, and mine is Boston Blackie. I've heard that name somewhere. Are you a baseball player? No, why? Do you like baseball? No, not particularly. Well, why did you bring up the setting? Oh, just to make conversation. Fine. Um, let's talk about you. All right, let's. I'm a very pleased young lady on a train between Chicago and New York. Why are you pleased? Because I didn't expect conversation with my dinner. Well, do you realize that the International Monetary Fund will total about $8,500,000 this year? No. Yes. You see? Uh-oh, it's back again. Excuse me, I've lost something. It can't be that $8,500,000. No, it was a chamois pouch. I don't see it. Oh, wait. Oh, I'd better get out of the way. It isn't here. Well, pardon me. So what did you lose? This is terrible. Terrible. Waiter! Waiter! That sounds important. Young man, you have no idea how important that pouch was worth $200,000. That's a lot of money to be carrying around. It wasn't money. It was an emerald. One of the most valuable gems in the world, the Star of the Nile. What a pretty name. I tell you, Inspector, I've been robbed. It was sometime during the dinner hour. The Star of the Nile is missing. Okay, Mr. Stevens, I got that much from the telegram the conductor said. Now, we'll search every passenger on the train if we have to, so calm down. Now, you say you thought you left it in the diner. Were you alone? No, a young man joined me for dinner, and then later, just before I left, a young lady was seated at our table. Friends of yours? Oh, no, just the people one meets on a train. Now, this young man, what was he like? Well, he was a clean, cut-looking chap with dark hair, a good build, nice smile. I'm not a bit surprised. And the young lady? All quite attractive. As a matter of fact, the young man seemed rather taken with her. Well, Mr. Stevens, I don't think you have to worry about your Star of the Nile. I might even say the situation is well in hand. Matthew should be here any moment now with the man we're looking for. Yes, Chief. Welcome, Boston Blackie. Welcome home. Your new home. As a matter of fact, I've prepared a special escort to take you there. Well, now, how thoughtful, Inspector, but where's the brass band? Ah, come off it, Blackie. Where's the Emerald? This is a great shock to me, young man. It's no shock to me, sir. I know my Faraday. He never fails. He never fails to be dead wrong. I'm sorry to disappoint you, Blackie. But you were in the diner with Mr. Stevens when the Emerald disappeared. Mr. Stevens? I didn't even know that was his name. Oh, now, Blackie, as if you didn't know that Mr. Stevens was Vice President of Gaudes and that he was carrying the Star of the Nile to New York, as if you didn't read the papers. Of course I read the papers, Inspector, but I was a little more interested in the fact that we'd just taken Cannes and Saipan. Okay, okay. Now you can tell me all about that at headquarters. Come on, Blackie. Now, look, Faraday, do you mind if I talk this over with Mr. Stevens? Whatever you have to say, you stay at headquarters. Come on. I'll be in touch with you, Inspector. Thanks again. How about that brass band, Blackie? I'll arrange to have one when we send you up the river. Oh, are you leaving, Mr. Blackie? Oh, yes. Yes, my Uncle Faraday always brings the town car to meet me. Uncle Faraday, my aunt. Well, your Uncle Faraday must have a lot of influence. I wonder when the police are going to let the rest of us off the train. Well, Miss Caru, I'll see if I can use my influence. You see, he happens to be the police. Oh, uh, Uncle, meet Miss Caru. How do you do, Miss Caru? Please, Tim, meet you. I hope this fellow hasn't taken you in, too. Oh, no, Mr. Faraday. On the contrary, he's been very nice to me. Yeah, yeah, that's Blackie. No, Miss Caru, he's being charged with the theft of the Star of the Nile. But that's impossible. Impossible? What do you mean, Miss Caru? Well, I was at the table when Mr. Stevens discovered his loss, and I'm sure that Mr. Blackie had nothing whatever to do with it. You haven't known him as long as I have, Miss Caru. You mean to tell me that Boston Blackie didn't do it? That's exactly what I mean. Well, thanks, Miss Caru, for telling the inspector something that he should have known. He usually goes the long way around. You helped him find the shortcut. Oh, you haven't gone yet, Inspector. No, I'm afraid we'll have to begin all over again, Mr. Stevens. What do you mean? Well, Miss Caru here has a strong alibi for Blackie, and I'm still looking for a loophole, but under the circumstances, I'm afraid I can't hold him. But you're going to do something about it, aren't you, Inspector? Well, after all, you were sure that the emerald must still be on the train. Well, that's right, Mr. Stevens, it is. That's what I tried to tell you before the inspector shut me up. Oh, so you know. Well, come on, Blackie, where is it? I didn't say anywhere. Uh, Mr. Stevens, you're rather absent-minded, aren't you? Absent-minded? Well, no. I'm jumping to conclusions, but, uh, of course, if you'll remember, you left the diner without paying your bill. I did? Oh, not that I minded buying your dinner, Mr. Stevens, but it occurred to me that if you were absent-minded enough to forget your dinner check, you, uh, you also might have forgotten something else. How could I forget the start of the night? I put it in my best pocket just before I went into the diner. Oh, are you sure you put it in your best pocket, Mr. Stevens? Yes, yes. Well, then the whole thing solved. You know, all during dinner, I was envying you, Mr. Stevens. But it really was. You looked so cool and comfortable in that sports jacket you were wearing and... and you weren't wearing a vest, Mr. Stevens. I wasn't? Well, that's absurd. Now, now, wait a minute. Oh, what's going on here? Vests, sports jackets. Come on, Blackie. Don't you remember, Mr. Stevens? Let me think. I laid down to take a nap just before dinner. I got up and dressed, and by George, you're right. The emerald must be in the vest that I packed in my suitcase. Oh, Inspector, I'm terribly sorry to have caused you all this trouble and you, young man and young lady. Well, thank you. Thank you very much. Good day. Well, how do you like that? You seem to be disappointed, Inspector. You know, if Boston Blackie can sit next to a guy in a train that's got something worth 200 grand and not do something about it, I guess it's time I turned in my bag. Well, you should have thought of that before, Inspector. Just think, by now you could have had a cottage, a couple of cows, a victory garden, instead of that pet ulcer of yours. By the way, what do you call it? Boston Blackie. What else? Why, Inspector, how sweet of you. I'm naming your first one after me. Oh, Miss Karoo, I've been looking for you. Here's a cab coming up now. May I drop you someplace? Oh, thanks. Where to, Miss Karoo? The Middleton Street. Okay, driver, 48th Street, off Lexington. You don't miss a thing, do you, Mr. Blackie? Well, I have a great appreciation for beautiful things. Oh, then you must have seen the Star of the Nile. Star of the Nile? I was talking about beautiful things, such as, well, the dessert I had for dinner last night. Oh, I was just marveling at how clever you were, helping Mr. Stevens to find his emerald. Well, it isn't hard to find something that was never lost, Miss Karoo. And incidentally, thanks for putting in a good word for me with the inspector. Oh, don't mention it. By the way, I'll bet there's another thing your mother forgot to warn you about. Accepting dinner invitations from a young man in a taxi cab. I told you not to disturb me, Miss Everett. I'm too busy to see... Oh, who are you? Louis. Louis? Yeah. Miller said you wanted to see me. Oh, uh, oh, yes, Mr. Louis. Won't you sit down? Oh, look, let's get this straight, Mr. Stevens. I don't know you, but Miller said you had a job for a guy with the fingers. Well, I wouldn't exactly put it that way, Mr. Gray. And another thing, Mr. Stevens. This is strictly business. Miller says you want me to open up a safe down at Gaudes and lift the hunk at jewelry. Well, now... And what's more, Mr. Stevens? I know you're Vice President of Gaudes. That's your business, but it ain't mine. And if you're worrying about what might happen, you're in a swell spot. After all, who'd the judge believe? Me or you? Well, I'm glad we understand each other, Mr. Louis. The emerald has already been deposited in the Gaudes vault, and since the exhibit will open tomorrow, there's no reason for any further delay. Hey, Blackie. Didn't you hear me calling you? Well, vaguely. To be honest with you, shorty, I had my mind on somebody else. Well, boss, I just heard something I thought you'd be interested in. Yeah? You know, you were telling me about that emerald mixed up on the train? Yeah. Well, I just got a tip, see. Somebody's gonna crack the Gaudes safe for that emerald. When? Midnight. How straight was this tip, shorty? A very reliable tip, boss. A finger's told me. Fingers? Oh, that's too big a job for him. He's only got 10. Well, that's what the man said. He said that. That's small time safe, cracker. I guess I'd better go down and help him out. But before business, pleasure. Well, for once, Miss Garou, I can't blame Faraday. After all, he brought us together. Brought us together? Yes. What do you mean? Well, if he hadn't accused me, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to vouch for me, and, well, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to show you my appreciation. Oh, I see. Well, the whole thing was a little silly anyway. Oh, well, not all together. Faraday has the memory of an elephant and the persistence of a little beaver. And looks like both of them. If anything happens, it's got to be Boston Blackie. Oh, that's a nuisance, isn't it? Oh, I don't know. Faraday hounds me, but it's good to have him around at the wind-up. I don't quite make you out, but I like you. Thanks. I hope that's an understatement. Well, I'm surprised the police are so suspicious of me. Oh, that's the story of my life. You see, Faraday has good instincts, only he picks the wrong person. If he knew, for instance, that tonight I may have something to do with robbing a vault, he'd become suspicious right away. But, of course, you haven't anything to do with that. But, of course, I have. Only it's not as bad as it sounds. Oh, now I'm really puzzled. Well, the only puzzle is, why don't I spend the rest of the evening with you? Meaning that you have to leave? Meaning that I have an important conference about something green and something Egyptian. Oh, I see. But like this thing, she won't talk. Perhaps I'll have something to tell you later. I'll get you a coat. Oh, thanks. I have to phone. But don't make any dates for the next month. I want to put it in my bed first. Hello? Operator? Give me Madison 72772. Hello, Inspector? This is Helen Karoul. I just had dinner with Boston Blyke. We're leaving now. He's dropping me off at my hotel. He's going down to Gaudet. He's off to the Emerald. And, Inspector, if you should happen to catch him, please don't mention me. 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Boston Blackie, unaware that Helen Karoo has tipped off Inspector Faraday as to his destination, is en route to Gaudet's jewelers to try to prevent the robbery of the vault there and to discover who is back of the attempt to steal the famous Star of Denial emerald. It is midnight at the Gaudet vault. It's no use, Louis. It's one of them new style vaults. I can't make it out. Well, we've got dynamite and I have to use it. I don't like a noisy job, but what is it? Let's it out in the alley. Now you'll get it. Okay, I'm going. Try again, fingers. Steven's is paying off plenty. Well, I'm nervous. This is a big job, boss. Too big for you. Okay, stay where you are. Boston Blackie. That's right. What were you saying about a certain Mr. Stevens? Now, it looks like you. Let's be sensible about this. We're having a little trouble cracking this crib. Yeah. I'll make a bet with you. I bet you can't open it. Are you kidding, fingers? I'll make a good bet. All right. So it'll pay you to try. I'll make a bet with you. Not the kind of a bet that'll pay you money, but it might save a few years of your life. Huh? Yeah. All you have to do is talk. Yeah, we'll talk, Blackie. And drop your rod first. Oh, so you got a little playmate. Okay. Take your gun away from my bag. Get it, Louis. I get it. You know, Blackie, this is a happy coincidence. As I said before, we can use you. Only now the bet's off. You're just gonna do it. Come on, get those fingers working. And, uh, and suppose these fingers can't open the vault. And the next time you go to buy gloves, you better look for mittens. Come on. Take a good look at the crib. Oh, a beautiful job. You know, Faraday should see me now. Okay. Stand back and keep quiet. Yeah, we'll be quiet all right, but it's up to you, Blackie. This gun can make a lot of noise. Shh. Wait a minute. It feels like, uh... Ah, there's one. Now let's try this. Uh-huh. Next one. Oh. Now that's two. Now... Open up. Open up or we break this door down. Come on, it's the law. Get the cops. Yeah, Miller. Did the alley door open? Yeah. And Joe's covered up there. Okay, let's see this. What about Blackie? Forget about Blackie. Come on. Okay, okay. I warned you, Blackie. Hey, this isn't Blackie. Hey, who are these other two? Oh, Louis, huh? Yeah, Fingers and Miller. Hey, what is this? A national convention? Where's Blackie? How did you know Blackie was gonna be down there for early? A little bird told me, but where is he? Well, now, I don't expect you to believe this, Inspector, but sir, help me. We were passing by the alley and we heard a noise and we come in, naturally curious. You understand? Yeah. And who do you suppose was starting to crack that vault? Don't tell me, Boston Blackie? Yeah. Well, then, what are we doing out here in the alley? He couldn't have gotten away. Yeah, Chief. There's only two doors to that room. We came through this one. So he better be back in that vault room. That's right. There's a lot of dogs here. Come on, Matthews. Let's have a look. They ain't in here. Well, I can see for myself, Matthews, I can see for myself. Must have slipped through the door before we came in. Matthews, you're fired. Me, Chief. I ain't done nothing. That's the trouble. You'll never do anything. I'll see if the vault's open, Matthews. Okay, Chief. Now, lock tight in the drum. Give me a mark on it. Looks like we saved the emerald for go days, huh, Inspector? Yeah, but I wish somebody had saved Blackie for me. Matthews, I hate to say it, but we gave Blackie a break. We came in just in time to save him from getting into trouble. I just wanted to thank you, Inspector, for preventing the robbery last night and catching the thieves. Don't mention it, Mr. Stephen. Tell me, did they have a chance to open the vault? Nope. We were journey on the spot. They never even got started. Well, Inspector, I can't thank you enough for the fine job you've done. Fine job. Nothing ever happens. Nobody steals anything. Listen, Mr. Stephen, if somebody should steal that emerald, and I catch him, then you can thank me. What burns me up is that Boston Blackie was down there, too, but he got away. Boston Blackie, he got away? The vault wasn't opened? Sure, we tried it. It was locked tight. Well, that's fine, but to be on the safe side, I'd better check up. I'll go right down to the vault myself. But I tell you, Faraday, it's gone. The emerald is gone. I just searched the vault. It's gone. That's great. I've really got Boston Blackie now. Don't worry, Mr. Stephen. Calm down. You'll get your star, and I'll get Boston Blackie. So that's what happened, Helen. Faraday collected three mugs, and he didn't seem pleased about it. But, Blackie, how did you get out? Well, while Faraday was rounding up the other mugs, I got the last number and, you see, I opened the door and stepped in and then closed it. You might have been locked in. I was locked in, unfortunately, because somebody tried the handle of the vault later. You see, Helen, modern vaults have an anti-holdup device. What's that? Oh, it's a sort of gimmick that locks the door from the inside. Well, I just pushed the lever. After they left, I slipped out through the alley door. What were you after, Blackie? I told you before. Something green and something Egyptian. The star of the Nile Emerald, of course. Did you find it in the vault? Yes. Oh. But I didn't take it. I just wanted to make sure it was there. You didn't take it. Blackie, I don't understand you. Now, look, somebody's after the star of the Nile, and if he gets it, somebody's going to take the rap for it. It could be me, but that's not the point. Nobody's going to take a rap for somebody else while I'm around. You're talking about somebody. Who? I'll find that out. But first, I want to have a talk with Mr. Stevens at his hotel. Perhaps he has an idea. Goodbye, Helen. Next time, I promise you we won't have any outside interference. Operator, give me Madison 72772. Hello? Helen Cruz speaking. Oh, the inspector isn't there? Well, then I want to leave a message. Tell him that Boston Blackie is on his way to the Cavanaugh Hotel to see Mr. Stevens. I can't wait for the inspector to call back, so tell him I'm going to see Stevens, too, right now. But try to get the inspector there as quickly as you can. Slow down, Blackie. Slow down there. Okay, you can march in step with me and Matthews now. You're taking your afternoon constitutional, gentlemen? What were you doing back there at the Middleton Department, Blackie? Inspector, your privilege to know anything about my public life, but I insist that you don't interfere in my private affairs. Well, this is a little private affair that I am interfering in. You're under arrest for stealing the Star of the Nile. What, again? And no alibi this time, either. You were down with the Good-Ave Walt with Louie and the two other guys. I got them and searched them, but you got away. Now, somebody got that emerald out of the vault. Come on. Shake a leg, Blackie. Hey, I didn't say stop. I said go. Police! Police! What's wrong? Who robbed you? Have you gone nuts, Blackie? Let me go. Police! What is this? Who robbed you? Let me go. Let me go. I'm going to the police. I'm going to the police. I'm going to the police. I'm going to the police. Now listen, you all really give a to you. Here, here, here, here. Come on. He's gone. Matthews! Why don't you help me out of this? Come on. Hey, folks, look. I'm a police inspector. Honest, I am. Matthews, quick! Shoot at Blackie! Hey, listen. All of you stand back. Lay off that fellow. He's a thief. Get away. Matthews, you're fired! I'm sure he was coming here, Mr. Stevens. Miss Carew, why should Mr. Blackie come to see me at my hotel? Besides, I'm confident that by this time, Inspector Faraday has made sure that the young man is no longer a free agent. Perhaps, yes. Perhaps you're right. But, well, I'm not sure the inspector is right in what he's doing. Now, Miss Carew, it's quite obvious that you have an attachment for Mr. Blackie. And if the police have taken him, I won't have to worry about the start of the Nile any longer. But the police haven't taken me, Mr. Stevens. I'm lost in Blackie. And incidentally, if I knew how much the star of the Nile would be worth to you, I, uh, I might listen to reason. Blackie! Hello, Miss Carew. I rather expected you be here, too. I wouldn't try to phone Mr. Stevens. You really don't want the police to come up here. Why not? Because it would be very embarrassing for you. And besides, it would be very embarrassing if I had to use this gun. Blackie, look! Oh, Helen, don't! Helen, why did you knock the gun out of my hand? Because you had me fooled for a while, but I'm finally beginning to understand you, Blackie. All right, the two of you stand still and put your hands up high. Oh, so you have a gun, too, Mr. Stevens. Is, uh, is that to God the emerald you stole from your own vault? Mr. Stevens took the emerald? Yes. Usually, when people want to steal something, they just steal it, but Mr. Stevens had to do it the hard way. But you made it much easier for me, Mr. Blackie. You see, you were in the vault, and now everybody will know that Boston Blackie stole the emerald. There's just one thing I'd like to know, Mr. Stevens. Why does a vice president of a large firm like Goday's have to steal a piece of jewelry? Well, there's an ugly word for it. Embeslement. I'm awfully sorry, Miss Carew. Sorry that you came here tonight because no one else can know what you two know now. I'm going to have to kill you. Come on, Stevens. Give me that gun. Say where you are. I want that gun, Steven. Blackie, don't. I told you to say where you are. Look, you can't pull that trigger. Get back! Get back! Thanks, Helen, for sending the message. Yeah, Inspector. I think Mr. Stevens will go with you now. Oh, Stevens? Yes, Inspector, and thanks for putting Helen on this case. We've got your man. Come on, let's go. No, I won't go. I can't go. I've gone long enough. I can never catch up. For years now, I've been running after myself, running away from something. I couldn't stop, but I've got to stop. You'll never get me, I tell you. I've got to stop. Yeah! Well, we got what we were looking for, but I can't say I'm very happy about it. Well, Faraday, this time I've really got to thank you. Don't kid me, Blackie. No, on the level. You saved my life. You know, it's the first time in 10 years that I've been scared. Really? Well, you know, Stevens might have pulled that trigger. No, such luck. Oh, very funny. Yes, he'd have shot Helen and me if you hadn't knocked on the door. He had only one other way out, Faraday, and because you came in, he took that way. Always blaming it on me, huh? Now, look, Inspector, won't you miss me a teeny little bit? Does a guy miss a headache? You know, Helen, you really had me fooled. But let me give you a tip. The next time you call Madison 72772, you better be inside a telephone booth. What? Remember when we were out for dinner the first time? Yeah. Well, I went to get your coat, and as I was leaving, I heard you asked the operator for Madison 72772. My private number. Sure. Only a few people know that number, and I'm proud to be one of them. So you knew I was working for the Inspector. Sure, but that didn't matter. You already had your hooks in me, and I couldn't get loose. Well, perhaps now you'd like me to unhook you? Oh, honey, with you, anything goes. By hook or by crook? 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