The Tom Mix Rolston's Tritoners are on the air.
And here comes Tom Mix, America's favorite cowboy.
Let's join the cowboy!
The Tom Mix Rolston's Tritoners bring you action, mystery, and smile-a-minute thrill.
Tonight you're about to hear the first episode in a new and battling mystery,
The Storybook Mystery.
This evening we bring you the first episode of a brand new Tom Mix mystery thriller,
a strange and battling case that is to lead Tom Mix down a trail of danger and high adventure.
But first, tritoners, have you heard the big news?
Now you can have complete photographs of Tom Mix, Sheriff Mike Shaw, Wash, Chloe, Jane,
and the favorite characters you hear on these programs.
These photographs have been taken in the famous CM Bar Ranch, in Sheriff Mike's own office, and in and around Doby.
They actually show Tom, Sheriff Mike, and all the other loveable characters on these programs in action.
These photographs is a knockout.
All of the photographs are printed in a beautiful album that in addition to lots and lots of pictures,
contains some amazing other features you won't want to miss.
And listen to this, in addition to the official album I've just described,
Tom will also send you as a special gift an official CM Bar emblem to wear on your shirt, sweater, or dress.
A swell-looking emblem in color that tells the world you're a pal of Tom and a real tritoner.
Now to get your album and CM Bar emblem, here's all you have to do.
From the top of a package of either regular Ralston or instant Ralston,
tear off the little seal with the letters RSS on it.
Mail this RSS seal with your name and address, the call letter to the station to which you're listening,
and ten cents in coins.
Mail to Tom Mix, Box 808, St. Louis, Missouri.
That's all you have to do and Tom will send you your official photograph album and sweater emblem right away.
But hurry, get your order in tonight because this offer is good only in the United States and can't last much longer.
And now, straight shooter, come on out to Dolby where we find our pal Mike Shaw in trouble.
The big question is, and that's to be answered at the moment,
did Sheriff Mike or did Sheriff Mike not subscribe to a lonely hearts club for the love line?
Well, this question is being answered this very minute in Ted Charlie Fisby's drugstore on Main Street.
Oh, here comes the waiter crab apple now, Mike.
The woman you have promised to love, honor and obey.
Look at her, Wark, look at her. She weighs 300 pounds if she weighs out.
Oh, good afternoon, Mr. Fisby, you great big wonderful man, you.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Crabapple.
Oh, I hear so wonderful today, Mr. Fisby. Just wonderful. And you know why, don't you?
Well, now, Mrs. Crabapple, I...
Because I'm going out of the ranch, Mr. Fisby, to meet my Michael for the first time.
Oh, how wonderfully wonderful it is.
And I want to be at my very best, Mr. Fisby, my very, very best.
And so I'd like another bottle of that divine cologne.
There seems to be something wrong, Mrs. Crabapple.
Wrong, wrong? What could be wrong, Mr. Fisby?
Well, you see that big fellow who just reached the front door?
The fellow that's walking on his tiptoes?
Yes, I wondered why he was doing that.
Well, man, that's your attendant.
What? My attendant? Come back here, you.
Mr. Fisby, I'm a branded maverick.
I told you, Mr. Fisby, I told you.
Michael, my Michael, my dream boy. It's your pinnacle.
Yes, the pinnacle of Crabapple. Sound like you mean it.
Turn around, dream boy, and kiss me.
Kiss you forever.
Now, lookie here, ma'am, I'm innocent of all of this.
What? Why, why you not Mike Shaw?
No, ma'am, no, ma'am, I am two other people.
Now, if you'll just ease up on that straight old jug on my neck.
Mr. Fisby, how could you make such a mistake?
I haven't made no mistake, Mrs. Crabapple.
Why, of course, that's Mike Shaw.
Why, Charlie, quiet.
I ought to know Mike Shaw when I see him.
Behind bacon, you's one man to another.
No, the man and boy, that's Mike Shaw, all right.
Sheriff Mike Shaw, I'm doby.
Well, he doesn't look like Mike Shaw. He...
Oh, the quite.
You dear, dear boy.
You did it for me, didn't you?
You did it to surprise me, didn't you?
Ma'am, I ain't done nothing to help me.
I don't know nothing about all this.
Yes, you do, you honey bun, you.
You deliberately sent another picture of a man who isn't one chance a chance to be you.
And you didn't tell me you were a sheriff.
Oh, how wonderful to marry a real sheriff.
Oh, you did by the surprise, didn't you?
Oh, there you have.
Oh, ma'am, there, that ain't nothing to the surprise you give me.
Oh, dear, sweet and wonderful boy.
Oh.
And I bet you didn't do it just for today.
Mike, will you pay for this bottle of swoon,
seeing as how it's all going to be in the family?
Oh, looky here, I've had enough of these.
I never saw this woman in my life before.
I never sent her no pictures and she never sent me none.
And I sure ain't never been no member of a lonesome hearts club or whatever you call it.
Oh, sheriff, I don't understand.
Well, ma'am, there's been a mistake somewhere.
What do these letters?
Do you deny that you wrote them?
Go on, go on, look at them.
Read them.
Dearest, passion, flower.
I ain't never wrote nothing like that in my whole life.
Do you deny that you sent me this photograph?
I've never seen that photograph before.
Wait a minute.
Just let me have a closer look at it.
Yeah, kind of a skinny looking run, undersized and run down.
And he's wrote on this here picture,
with all my love, from bootly bumps to poochy watch.
Oh.
Do you deny that you're my bootly bump and that I'm your own dear poochy watch?
Now, ma'am, may I be torrid and feathered if I was ever guilty of six languages of that?
Oh, Miss Quinsby, this sure don't make sense to me.
It sure don't sound like Mr. Mike.
Oh, but when a man's in love.
Eh, eh.
Ah, ah, ah.
Now, ma'am, now, ma'am, ma'am, ma'am.
You don't love me.
Now, ma'am, as to that.
Wait a minute, wait a minute, ma'am.
Here on the back of this picture, it's got the name and address of the photograph.
Life Like Studios, 714 Main Street, Groby.
Groby?
The town of Groby?
Yes, was, yes.
And ma'am, don't you see?
You have made a mistake, ma'am.
No, I haven't.
But ma'am, you have.
Now, I reckon this year fellow's name is Mike Shaw, but he lives in Groby.
I live in Doby.
Ma'am, you've got the wrong Mike Shaw.
Oh, no, ma'am, ma'am.
Nobody loves me.
I'm just a poor young thing.
Ma'am, now, please.
I'm just a poor young thing.
I promise you a step of life.
I think he may be poor, but she sure ain't young.
Now, please, please don't take on so.
I'm sure that something can be done about this.
Oh, you will help me.
You'll help me to find my own true love.
Well, yeah, sure, sure.
I reckon that all we got to do is telephone him, and he'll come a scally-hooting over to get you.
Groby's only about 150 miles away.
You're a wonderful child, wonderfully, wonderfully wonderful.
Oh, shucks, ma'am.
Oh, I felt so lonely until now.
So alone and miserable, but no one to turn to.
But now, now I have you.
Temporarily, ma'am, temporarily.
Now, you just get on back to your hotel, ma'am.
To that lonely, lonely hotel alone.
Well, I can't go with you, ma'am.
You see, I'm due back at the TM bar, and I'm...
Oh, Michael, Michael, couldn't I?
May a poor little defenseless girl cast herself upon your masculine mercy.
Well...
Take me with you to the ranch.
Let me be with you until such time as that other Mike Shaw comes for me.
Please, Michael, please.
Uh-oh, Mr. Mike, you are so...
Shut up, Wash, shut up.
I've got to help a woman in distress, don't I?
It's all right, ma'am, all right.
You can go along with us to the TM bar.
I reckon there's plenty of room.
Yeah, she sure is going to need it, too.
So, if you is ready, shall we depart, boogly-boos?
I'm warning you, Wash, I'm warning you.
And I'm warning you, Mr. Mike, give her room at the TM bar,
and she going to turn it into a bridal suit.
And that's the whole story, Tom.
Now, I call up this other Mike Shaw at Groby,
but they tell me he's out of town and he won't be back for some time.
So that leaves us in a pretty pickle with this here Mrs. Crabapple.
It leaves you in a pretty pickle, you mean, Mike.
Oh, now, Tom...
Now, don't mess me up in this, Mike.
I draw the line of getting mixed up in domestic squabbles.
Don't derision, Tom.
You talk like we was married, her and me.
Well, from what Wash tells me, you will be.
Mrs. Crabapple has set her cat for you, Mike.
What I hear won't look at you, and she forgot the other Mike Shaw.
That's what I suspect, Tom.
I don't think she wants to marry the other fellow.
She wants to marry me.
Tom, what am I going to do, Tom?
Grape guns, Mike, it's not as bad as a laugh.
She can stay here until we get in touch with this other Mike Shaw,
and then she can go to him or he can come and get her.
All you have to do is keep out of her way, that's all.
Keep out of the way of a woman that weighs 300 pounds, Tom?
It can't be done.
The quicker we get Prunella Crabapple away from the TM bar, the better we'll be.
Then, Mike, why did you bring her here?
Well, from derision, Tom, you know me.
When a woman starts to cry, she can just twist me around her little finger.
I just can't stand it to see a woman crying.
Well, you better toughen up a bit.
If you don't, you're going to find yourself married to Prunella.
Tom, Tom, please give me some advice.
Lots of gals have wanted to marry me.
Wait a minute, Mike, wait a minute.
Love is a personal thing, and when it comes to your love affair,
I'm branding another heifer, if you don't mind.
Now, come on, we've got to get on down to the harvest dance.
Hey, Tom, are we taking that there woman with us?
Well, now, Mike, she's a house guest.
We can't leave her here alone.
I'm hooked. I'm finished.
I've reached the end of my rope.
Now, keep your saddle on.
I'll do my best to keep her away from you.
Now, come on, let's go.
Oh, just a minute, Mike.
What in the world?
Hey, Tom, this dance tonight, it ain't a masquerade dance, is it?
No, Mike, it isn't.
See here, sir, I'm looking for...
Hey, Tom, then what's this your fellow dressed up like a shipwreck sailor for?
And from derision, Tom, he's even got a parrot on his shoulder.
Now, who are you trying to do?
What can I do for you?
I'm looking for my man Friday.
Have you seen him? I must find him. I simply must.
Your man Friday?
What kind of a joke is this?
Joke? Joke?
Joke, joke.
I am not joking, sir.
Indeed, this is a matter of tremendous importance to me.
I must find my man Friday.
I'm inclined to think something devilish has happened to him.
Man Friday? Hey, that's a fellow in a book.
And say, Mr. Come to Think of It, you look like a fellow in the same book, like Robinson Crusoe.
Look like him?
Sir, that's my name.
Now, listen here. You mean that you...
You white gentleman, I am Robinson Crusoe.
Here is a strange mystery indeed.
A mystery that will defy you, yes, and Tom to find a solution.
For the oddest thrills you've ever had, for the most baffling mystery you've ever heard,
don't miss Tom Mix and his Ralston's Strait Shooters tomorrow in the next exciting episode of The Storybook Mystery.
And don't miss this big chance, Strait Shooters, to get Tom's official photograph album,
a beautiful album containing lots and lots of unusual photographs of Tom Mix, Chuck, Mike Shaw, Jane, Warsh,
and many of your favorite characters you hear on these programs.
In addition to the twirl of pictures you ever saw, pictures taken at the TM Bar and in and around Toby,
this album also contains other sensational features, including highly confidential information every Strait Shooter should know.
And don't forget, if you get your order in right away, we'll send you, in addition to this valuable official album,
a beautiful cloth TM Bar sweater emblem in color to wear on your sweater, shirt, or dress,
an emblem that tells the world you're a Strait Shooter and a pal of Tom.
To get your album and TM Bar emblem, here's all you have to do.
From the top of a package of either regular Ralston or instant Ralston,
tear off the little seal with the letters RSS on it.
Mail this RSS seal with your name and address, the call letters of the radio station to which you're listening,
and ten cents in coins. That's ten cents in coins.
Mail to Tom Nix, Box 808, St. Louis, Missouri. You got that? Box 808, St. Louis, Missouri.
That's all you have to do, and we'll send you your beautiful official album and TM Bar sweater emblem right away.
This offer is good only in the United States and can't last much longer, so hurry. Act now!