title: Good Night, Chet: A Biography of Chet Huntley
author:  Lyle Johnston 
description: "If a judgment were ever rendered on all the multi-million words I have spoken into microphones, I hope something like this could be said: 'He [Huntley] had a great respect, almost an awe, of the medium in which he worked. He regarded it as a privilege, not a license....' Perhaps the best I might hope is that...I did, on a few occasions, excite, exhort, annoy or provoke a few of my fellow human beings to think with their heads, not the viscera"'
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  CHAPTER I
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Scalp Warning
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “CHET MORTON inviting us to a mystery-I don’t believe it!” Blond seventeen-
  year-old Joe Hardy smiled as he and his brother bounded off the back steps
  toward the garage.
  
  
  Frank Hardy, dark-haired and a year older than Joe, eagerly keyed the car
  motor to life. Soon they were headed out of Bayport for the Morton farm. Dusk
  was falling.
  
  
  “Chet seemed too excited to say much on the phone,” Frank explained. “But he
  did mention there might be a vacation in it for us-and a haunted fort.”
  
  
  “A haunted fort!”
  
  
  When the brothers pulled into the gravel driveway of the rambling, brown-and-
  white farmhouse, pretty Iola Morton, Chet’s sister, danced off the porch to
  greet them.
  
  
  “Frank and Joe! What a surprise! You’re just in time for our homemade
  hootenannyl”
  
  
  “And I can play two chords!” Callie Shaw waved from the front doorway, a large
  guitar hanging from her neck. Callie, a slim blonde, was Frank’s special
  friend, while vivacious Iola o