Radio mirror (Nov 1936-Apr 1937)

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zation as big, if not bigger than the Pittsburgh police force!" December 23, 1922. An automobile carrying the $28,000 payroll of the Beadling Mines turned off the highway onto Cochrane Run Road near Pittsburgh. Ahead of it was a motorcycle guard. "Watch it, Masterson," said one of the men in the payroll car. "You're too close to Dennis." "He's all right, Mr. Rice," said the driver. "He's the best motorcycle guard we've ever had. Just watch the way he rides." "He'd better be," Rice said grimly. "This payroll is just about big enough to make the Phantom want to talk to us." There was a sharp explosion, and the motorcycle in tront of them swerved, tossing its driver into the road. "Look out! Dennis has blown a tire!" Rice exclaimed. The driver slammed on his brakes too late to prevent the car Irom striking the guard's prostrate body. "We hit him! I told you we were too close to him," Rice cried as they jumped from the car and ran back to Denins. They started to lift him, then Rice stopped, staring. "That's a bullet hole in his chest!" "Stick 'em up— quick," came in (Continued on page 77) MOST EXCITING BROADCAST IN COMPLETE STORY FORM HERE IS THE STORY MOST OF YOU HAVE REQUESTED TO BE BROADCAST AGAIN. READY FOR YOU TO READ— "THE PHANTOM OF THE COAL FIELDS" W 1 ditor's Note: On February IHb, the Gang Busters program finished its first year of broadcasting each Wednesday nigbi over the CBS network of stations. Fifty-two memorable broadcasts that have won an ever increasing number of listeners. Radio Mirror is happy to be able to give you the Gang Busters broadcast you have chosen by your letters as the most exciting program and the one you wanted most to be put on the air again. Because of limitations imposed on the sponsors they are unable to repeat any programs. But now you can read "The Phantom of the Coal Fields" here in complete story form. M ARCH 11, 1922. Captain James McGinley of the Pittsburgh police took his ease in his office. Nothing was happening except routine stuff— two stolen 30 cars, a street accident— nothing to get excited about. The dictograph on his desk buzzed sharply, and he snapped the switch. The thin voice of the policeman on a downtown beat said: "Flash! Hold-up at the corner of Pitt and Allen Streets. Bandits escaped in dark gray sedan with $15,000 payro Leader believed to be the Phantom. That is all." "Get your hat, Lieutenant!" McGinley shouted, we going down there with a squad. This Phantom's getting ' our hair." "Flash! Payroll hold-up on trolley car at T"0™™ Street. Bandits shot guard, escaped with $25,000. like the Phantom's work. No clues. That is all" "Not again!" McGinley exploded. "Two hold-ups, mi apart, at almost the same time. He must have an org The Phantom snarled, "The more people ya kill the more ya got coming of the dough." He laughed, a chilling, maniacal laugh. 31