Another journey into the realm of the strange and terrifying.

I hope you will enjoy the trip that it will thrill you a little and chill you a little.

So settle back.

Get a good grip on your nerves.

Where are we going?

You'll find out when we get there.

Autolite presents.

Suspense.

Tonight,

Autolite brings your story of murder in the roaring 20s,

The Windy City Six,

starring Mr. Fred McMurray

and featuring Red Nichols and his five pennies.

The Fred McMurray and featuring Red Nichols and his five pennies. And now with the windy city six and the performance of Mr. Fred McMurray,

Autolite hopes once again to keep you in suspense.

Suspense. Keep you in suspense. It all happened some time ago.

By some time, I mean those days when moonlight on the Ganges was a must at the country club dance,

when our nurse was considered snappy repartre,

when it wasn't entirely unfashionable to be seen in a raccoon coat complete with flasked

when the Harbets and the Yale's met in deathless combat. Maybe it'll lose a little something in the

translation, but it's worth a try. Anyway, as it happened, we were playing in a little pad on

Oriole Street, crazy Jack Fisher's high hat. It was a speed, but then what wasn't at that time? When the breeze was off the river, you could hear the riff notes of the Windy City Six blowing up town. Reading from left to right, there was Pawnee Peters on Horn, Rip Jackson on Alto, Thurber Jones on the licorish, Tinkle Hobson on the Baldwin, Red Moore slapping, and me on the skins.

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