Who's that little cheddar box, the one with pretty auburn locks? Whom do you see? It's little orphan Annie. Sandy and Sandy make a pair, they never seem to have a care. Cute little she, this little orphan Annie. Bright eyes, cheeks of rosy glow, there's a store of healthiness handy. Mite's eyes always on the go, if you want to know. Barks says Sandy, always wears a sunny smile. Now wouldn't it be worth the while, if you could be like little orphan Annie. Here we are, around orphan Annie time again. But before we join Annie, I have a mighty good tip I want to pass along to you. When you come home from school on hot days, all tired and dragged out, here's one sure way to get cooled off and full of pep and go again. Make yourself a big delicious ice cold Ovaltine shake up. Yes sir, as soon as you come home from school every afternoon, just take out your orphan Annie shake up mug or an ordinary plain glass mason jar, put in fresh milk, then some cracked ice. Then add plenty of swell new chocolate flavored Ovaltine. Now that's all you put in. Then shake it up for all your worth. The more you shake it, the creamier and richer and colder it gets. And boy oh boy, when you pour it out, it's so frosty and delicious with all those big sweet chocolatey bubbles foaming and bursting on top, you'll just want to drink about a barrel full. But that's only half the story. Remember, besides tasting like a million, Ovaltine shake ups are just grand to help pep you up and take away that tired and dragged out feeling. Now that's because all those special things in chocolate flavored Ovaltine help to build up pep and energy quickly. The kind of pep you need to be right up on your toes and feeling tip top for all the games you play. And so, if you don't have chocolate flavored Ovaltine at home now, ask your mother to get you a can at her grocery or drug store right away. So you'll be all set to make those swell tasting shake ups that are so good for you every single afternoon when you come home from school. But now, tonight's Thursday night and club night again for all you members of Annie's Secret Society. And right after tonight's adventure is over, we're going to broadcast an important secret message in Annie's mystery radio code. So keep listening. And now, getting back to Annie. Last time Saunders, who seems to know jewelry, pronounced the glittering stones on Annie and Joe's feather cloaks to be genuine diamonds. But vast riches mean nothing on that lost island. Here it is, several days later now, our friends have finished their radio transmission set. And for three days, Mr. Wilcox, Annie and Joe have been operating it, hoping against hope that it's sending feeble signals to the outside world. Well, here they are in their palm house and Joe is operating the set. Listen. Am I doing this right, bud? Perfectly, Joe. Two revolutions of the wheel every 15 seconds. It's a good thing we got Mr. Silo's watch back from Saunders. We can send out these signals on exact time. Yeah. I'm keeping my eye on the second hand of the watch right now. Saunders surely headed to pop with that watch, didn't he? I'll say he did. But he's more excited about the diamonds now than about gold. There. Shucks, you suppose there really are diamonds on this island, but... Don't know, Joe. Of course, I wouldn't trust Saunders as far as I could throw a grand pièce. But the man seems to know something about diamonds. I'll say. He admitted he dealt in stolen and smuggled ones all over the world. Yes, he knows something about them all right. But before I went head over heels on these, I'd have the opinion of a good jeweler or chemist. Leaping lizards. What difference does it make anyhow? We can't use the diamonds. Not here, Annie. Not in a thousand years. If we could live that long on this island, as Benigal Bob said, a loaf of bread would be of more use to us. But just the same, if these stones that the natives wear so freely in their ears and hair are diamonds... You're getting excited about them too, Mr. Wilcox? Yes, Annie, I'm afraid I am. There's probably a little bit of the Saunders in all of us. I can't help thinking... Well, I'm a young man. If we ever are rescued from this island, well, it would be mighty nice to be able to go back to my England, rich. Oh, there I go. Like Saunders, dreaming dreams of riches back in civilization. Sorry, it won't happen again. It's all right, Bud. But leaping lizards, do you suppose this set is going to do anything for us? Here we've been working it for three days now. Do you suppose any sound we're sending is getting anywhere? I hope so, Annie, but I can't guarantee it. After all, I've only done the best I could. With more things and material to work with, I think I might have made a transmission set that we could speak over, or at least one on which we could send Morse code, actual signals and telegraph. As it is, this will have to do, for it's the best I can do. The what, Joe? Yes, yes, yeah. Turn in that crank and wheel, Mr. Wilcox, like Joe's doing. What does it really do? It puts electric waves in operation, Annie. Or I hope it does. And those waves should interfere with normal wireless communication on the Pacific and on its shores, so that sooner or later someone in some wireless station is going to begin to wonder where these strange sounds we're making on the air are coming from. Sharks, what sound? They don't sound like much to us, Joe, but on a receiving set. Wait a minute. Okay, go ahead, bud. On a receiving set, they'll make quite a commotion. It should make the waves we're sending out from here a loud whining sound, rather like the wind howling around a roof on a blustery night. Only anyone who hears them will know they're not static. Why? Because they come regularly. Don't you see, that's the reason we've been sending out our calls 15 seconds apart, regular. For the last three days now, we've been working this set of hours for 15 minutes every hour. And if we have a strong enough generator here and our waves really are getting out into the ether, by this time some ship in the Pacific or perhaps some powerful land station has heard them coming at regular intervals. And if they have, you can bet they're wandering about them. Say, do you suppose this homemade transmission radio set of Annie's on her unknown island really is getting results? They have no way of telling, but Wilcox isn't too confident of it. Though he did the best work he could, in each hour our friends sent off their frantic signals. But now we're going thousands of miles away, across the great Pacific, to the port of Alparazzo on the coast of Chile in South America. Last time we were there, we met Daddy Warbucks with his friends, Bill Darch and Captain Taffray along the Falcon. Mr. Warbucks was just about ready to give up the search for his Annie, but he asked his friends to grant him one more week. The week was up today. But just as the Falcon was about to weigh anchor, a representative of the government of Chile, and Mr. Warbucks has been working with all governments of South America in his frantic search for Annie, came to the yacht with a story of mysterious radio signals, which the big government station in Valparazzo had been receiving. And here now, in an automobile, driving swiftly to the big radio station, is Mr. Warbucks, Darch and Captain Taffray with the messenger. And listen, Mr. Warbucks is talking. Didn't I tell you, fellas? Didn't I tell you? Now, Oliver, take it easy, old man. Take it easy. Listen, if there's a ray of hope, a single ray. Now don't get your heart set on this, old timer. Just because this radio station here in Chile has been getting queer calls... Queer? I'll say they're queer. And what Senor Gomez here says, why, it might be my Annie sending out these calls. It might be... Easy, Oliver. By the sea, we stayed here with you for a week. Yes, a week. And what did we get? Our first leading clue. But don't get your hopes up too high. Senor Gomez here merely came to us... Si, senor. On orders from Senor Carranza, head of the radio bureau of Chile. See, queer signals he has received by air. And acting on orders from el presidente... My request. I was sent to summon you. See, and here we are. Senors, the great radio station of my country. Well, come on. We're with you, Oliver. But please don't hope for too much. Okay, Bill. I've got a hold of myself. Let's go inside. This way, senors. Ah, Senor Carranza. Gomez. I have brought them, senor, according to orders. Si. Which one of you senors is Senor Warbucks? I am. Very well. Senor, I was ordered by el presidente to report to you, senor. Right. Well, what is it? I am not sure, senor. Nor do I know the whys and wherefores of my orders. Nevertheless, I was ordered to report to you that we in our radio station here have been receiving strange signals. Signals, senor? Not signals exactly. But our communication with shore stations and with ships at sea has been interfered with by strange waves and sounds which in all my experience I have never met with here before. Ami. Now just a second, Oliver. I don't want to throw cold water on anything, but just because... Ami. Easy, Oliver. By the sea, this doesn't mean... Gentlemen, I have my own ideas regarding this. I'm not a stubborn man, but I can't help the feel in my heart that... Senor Carranza. Si, senor. Can we hear these signals that you picked up? Oh, si, senor. But they amount to nothing. Simply an interference with our normal communication. I told you so, Oliver. Just the same, let's hear them. Very easy, mes amigos. For 15 minutes of each hour for the past three days we have heard this sound. It is the time now. Juan. Si, senor. Put power on. We wish to hear these sounds which come to us from somewhere every 15 seconds. Si. Now, but listen now, mes amigos. Any second and you... There it is, my friends. Great guns. You mean you've heard this for three days now? Si, senor. Every hour. For 15 minutes at 15 second intervals. In a moment you will hear it again, senor. No idea where it comes from? No, senor. This is new to us. Ever since I have been in charge of this station, never have I seen... Great guns, then it must be. Oliver, I know... Now, Bill, I'm sure of it in my heart. I may be an old fool, but I believe this signal is coming from Annie. Maybe I'm not being so smart. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. I'm sure of it. 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