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The mystery of the Black Cat!
The Black Cat, a dangerous criminal wanted for a million dollar radium robbery, has been traced to an office on the 21st floor of a downtown building.
Tom Mick, believing that the cat would return to his skyscraper hideout, decided to lie in wait for him with the Wrangler and Takers.
The office was in pitch blackness. As the clock struck midnight, they heard a sound at the window and saw the Black Cat standing outside on the window ledge.
He was preparing to enter the room when Takers sneed, and they saw the cat leap into space and disappear into the darkness below.
Then, to the amazement of the Wrangler and Takers, they saw Tom suddenly rush over and dive through the window after the cat.
For once, it looked as if Tom's courage had carried him too far. For how could he possibly...
But wait!
Here's your pal, the old Wrangler.
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And now, take a seat in the stand-in, still-bound in an office on the 21st floor of a tall building.
And let's not rise, they're playing tricks on us.
Tom was just told out of the window after the cat.
Take this with you, baby.
Calm down, Mently Wrangler. Did you see that?
Take your time.
Tom climbed out of that window onto the ledge. He stood there a second and then, then he stole off.
It ain't true. Our eyes are playing tricks on us.
That's what. We're seeing things.
I can't hardly bear to look.
Come out of the window, Wrangler.
He's gone. Ain't nothing but empty space down there.
Tom! Tom!
You don't answer. If enough moon was only a little brighter, we could see down into the yard.
What made him do it? What made him do it?
I reckon we better get down there, Wrangler, and get him.
Yeah.
Here's the yard.
Yeah.
All right. I don't see nothing.
Me neither. Tom must have landed over there in those shadows.
I reckon. Come on, let's have a look.
Okay.
Hey.
Hear something? We got a match?
Yeah.
Yeah. There are also prints in the dirt.
You think they're Tom's?
Nope. I think Tom's in here for prints. It was made by Eastern shoes.
So you're a son.
Wrangler, maybe we're riding the wrong trail.
Maybe Tom didn't hit the ground at all.
You saw him dive out of the window, didn't you?
Yeah, but I...
But what? Who's stuck?
I don't know.
I reckon I was just hoping, that's all.
Tom didn't have a chance, Faker. It's not a chance.
That's where you're wrong, Wrangler.
What was that, Faker?
I didn't say nothing.
I could have sworn it. Here comes Bowie.
Is it, Wrangler?
I'm right here.
Jim, I'm Bentley. Is that you, Tom?
No one else, Faker.
What a... Tom, we thought...
Yeah, I know. I don't blame you.
I wish I had that time to tell you what I was planning to do before I jumped.
But the cap moved too fast for me.
Oh, come on. Let's get to a telephone. I want to call police headquarters.
I'll tell you all about it on the way.
Oh, this here is a miracle, a plain miracle.
No, Wrangler, it's not a miracle.
It's simple when you understand it.
First, though, you'll be glad to know that the cat has been captured.
What?
Yep.
He's lying up in a room on the 20th floor of the Foundation Building.
All tied up and ready for delivery to Inspector Jamison.
You could say you caught him in the Foundation Building.
That's right.
But Tom, the winter you go about it, was in the office tower building.
How did you get from there to the Foundation Building?
I got there the same way the cat did, Wrangler.
I swung across on a trapeze.
What?
What did you say, Tom?
I said I swung across on a trapeze.
Trapeze?
That's right.
The Foundation Building and the office tower building are only about 50 feet apart, see?
Yeah.
Well, between those two buildings...
Oh, and you can't see it from here, it's too dark.
Well, the cap has run two splendor steel wires.
From these wires he hung a trapeze.
Glory be to God. Tom, you mean the cat?
I mean the cat is a clever trapeze artist, yes.
As a matter of fact, he's one of the best I've ever seen.
What do you mean?
You say this to your cat, hombre, when he went out diving out of the winter,
caught a hold of that there trapeze and swung across another building?
Exactly.
Then how come he left his footprints down here in the yard?
Yeah, well, that had me stumped for a time.
Apparently the cat man was afraid that we might get suspicious
once he made it look as if he'd landed down there.
So he planted his footprints in a plant.
You mean he left his tracks down there before we started chasing him?
Yeah, that's it.
Please.
And here's the door to the lobby of the Foundation Building.
Must be a telephone inside.
A great day in the morning.
Bright and clear with him now.
That explains how the cat man stole the radium.
Sure.
When we put the radium on the table and locked the door,
if your cat, hombre, was probably watching it from across the way.
Don't you see us leave the room?
He just swung over on that there trapeze,
grabbed a hold of them bars on the window,
wrecked through with that long steel rod,
and lifted the radium off the table.
And with the box of radium tucked under his arm,
he swung by one hand back again.
Shucks, no wonder we couldn't find no trace of it.
Yeah, but tell them there's still one thing that puzzles me.
Huh? What's that, Ranger?
This cat man being an expert to catch that trapeze blindfolded
when he's open the window.
But when you took out after him,
how in the thunder were you able to catch it in the dark?
Oh, it's about the very dark tonight, Ranger.
There's enough moonlight to see by.
But when me and Ranger looked out that window,
we didn't see no trapeze.
No, well, that's because you weren't looking for it.
You see, I had a hunch the cat was using the trapeze.
Sure enough, there it was.
Well, if you told him you took your life in your hands,
of course he did.
Come on.
Why couldn't the person see that there are trapeze in the daytime
if it was a hang in there?
Yeah, but it wasn't hanging there all the time.
The cat man had it rigged up so he could pull the trapeze itself
into his hideout and out of sight in the daytime.
What about them wires you hung from?
Well, in the daytime, no one had noticed anything.
They looked like ordinary telephone wires.
Oh.
Here's the phone booth. I'd better call headquarters.
The quicker the cat is safe in the hands of Inspector Jamison,
the better off I'll feel.
Passengers for Flight 7, Chicago, Kansas City, El Paso, and Los Angeles.
At gate five, please.
Flight 7, Chicago, Kansas City, El Paso, and Los Angeles.
We'll have to go back to the DMB.
Uh-huh. Yes, Professor, I'm afraid.
Boehm's got a pretty large ranching business to take care of, Professor.
That's right.
Every time he's chasing the ground for a couple of weeks, too.
Things don't get into a mess.
Yes, yes, of course.
But Tom, you've done such a wonderful job of clearing up the town.
I'd certainly like to have you along on the expedition to the Matagroso.
Well, thanks, Professor.
Tom, are you sure you won't change your mind?
Well, I'd sure like to, but right now I'm afraid it's impossible.
Well, I don't like to insist, but the Harvey Expedition to the Matagroso
in search of those pit land mines will be for two weeks, maybe more.
Yeah.
Now, now, don't you think you could clear up your affairs with the DMB in that time?
Why, we'll hold the expedition just as long as you like.
I'll keep a lot happier with you around.
Be careful, Joe, the Professor's got that fair-brained and iron-old stitches laying in your eyes.
I know he has a great...
Well, all right, Professor Harvey.
Bob, do you think you'll come?
You'll come with us on the expedition.
Yes, I can make it.
Of course, everything depends on how quick I can clean things up with the DMB.
Wonderful, Tom. Wonderful.
Will the following passengers for Flight 7 report to Gate 5 immediately, please?
Tom Mick, Takis Williams, and Mr. Wrangler.
Tom Mick, Takis Williams, and Mr. Wrangler, report to Gate 5 at once, please.
Flight 7 is ready to depart.
Yeah, well, it looks like we're holding up the plane.
We've got to go now, Professor.
If we can get back in time to make the expedition to the Matagroso, we'll do it.
We'll do it, we will, Professor.
Come on, speakers, drink, and we better be getting to Gate 5.
Right with you.
Tobacco, Professor.
Tobacco, Tobacco, Tobacco.
And as the plane carrying Tom, Takis, and Wrangler rings westward,
a new adventure is beginning for Tom in the Mexican border country.
Let's listen in on a scene taking place in an outpost of the Texas Rangers
somewhere on the Rio Grande.
You've kept them waiting.
This situation is becoming intolerable.
Our time coming is done about it.
It's up to you and your men to do it.
Well, sir, I know my men and I've been on this job at our results for a long time.
We've done our best, sir, but I'm afraid we're late, sir.
What's that?
Yes, sir.
I hate to admit it, but, well, it's a mystery, sir.
A mystery I'll never be able to solve.
As a matter of fact, I know of only one man who can solve it.
And who might that be?
Tom Mix.
Mix?
Why, I should have thought it myself.
All right, then.
This thing's got to be solved and solved quickly.
Get Mix.
You understand?
Get Mix as quickly as you can.
I've been to the Ranger headquarters of El Paso.
Tom Mix wanted one of the Ranger outposts near El Campo.
It's not a problem.
El Campo.
There's weird Tom Mix on this flight.
Yeah, right.
I've got an urgent message for him to take the Rangers.
Bring for the hostages.
Bring for the hostages?
Nothing.
Come on, Mix, I've heard from what you're about.
An urgent message.
Get Tom Mix at once.
It's relayed from the lonely outposts of the Texas Rangers at El Campo near the Rio Grande
to a plane speeding across the continent.
What is the mystery that leads all of town's detective ability and skills?
What new adventure awaits our friends in the Rio Grande country?
For thrill, adventure, and mystery, be sure to listen in tomorrow at 545.
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and so tuckered out all the time he can't keep up with a game.
Shuck him.
Once the groupers start to wrap his head around a dish of Ralston,
regular for breakfast, chances are he'll be sore or far as full of energy.
He won't know his own test, because Ralston is the cereal that gives you pizzazz.
And does Ralston taste good?
To him, one minute.
It's got a flavor that's a dally whacker.
Again, you whine dally whacker.
So round up the groupers in your neighborhood front of them,
and tell them about good old Ralston, the cowboy energy cereal
that comes in a red and white checkerboard pack.
Hold on, takers.
Bring my hair and pull me 15 look-a-cheeks.
Round up time.
Don't it get going.
Up, Tony, up, boy, up.
This is the old wrangler speaking for delicious Ralston
and reminding you for a thrill a minute, tuning Tom Mick tomorrow at 545.
Good night.
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