anaheim-bulletin 1953-09-12

DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY— ON, YOU STUPID BEAST! AH! HERE... THE OIL PIPE LINE'S WEAKEST SPOT! MEANWHILE- YOU'RE SURE THEY'RE PLANNING TO BLOW UP THE PIPE LINE? ONE OF MY INFORMANTS JOINED THE GROUP OF ZEALOTS WHO CALL THEMSELVES 'THE ASSASSIN'S' DIXIE DUGAN— I KNOW MRS. ALLUN WOULDN'T LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING "GOODBYE" HER THINGS ARE HERE!! SHE WAS PRETTY MAD WHEN SHE WENT TO SEE NEAM—YOU DON'T SPOSE- NOW DON'T BE GETTIN' MORE OF THEM FEMALE INTUITIONS! VIRGIL— WE'RE GOING ON A PICNIC TODAY OH? WHAT'S THAT? YOU PACK UP ALL YR STUFF AND GO OUT AND EAT IN TH' FIELDS AND FORESTS THAT'S A PICNIC ? WE'RE GOING ON A PICNIC TODAY OH? WHAT'S THAT? YOU PACK UP ALL YR STUFF AND GO OUT AND EAT IN TH' FIELDS AND FORESTS THAT'S A PICNIC? I TOLD YOU, SHERiff! I KNEW YOU'D NEVER GET IT OUT WITH A FOUR WOOD! O-OKAY! GIVE ME THAT NINE IRON! OH, DEAR! HE GOT OUT! I WAS SURE RED TAKE ABOUT TEN IN THERE! HE GOT QUITE A BIT OF DISTANCE, TOO! AND WITH HIS LUCK HE MAY PUT THE NEXT ONE ON! BOY-OH-BOY! IT'S GONE! STRAIGHT FOR THE FLAG! AND YOU WANTED ME TO USE A BRASSIE! YOU'RE GONE! TO WISH YOU HAD—IN A SECOND! LESLIE SHANE— WHAT DOES HE GAY, HARRY? THAT THEY HAVE ESCORTED OTHER EXPLORERS UP THE MOUNTAINS OF THE MOON BUT THAT THE WAY I WANT TO GO IS TABOO. TO THE NORTH IS BAD, THE RAINMAKER FORBIDS! ALL SWAMPS. ONLY ONE MAN GO THAT WAY, TWENTY MOONS AGO. NEVER RETURNED! A NATIVE NAME FOR THE CLOUD-Covered MOUNTAIN PEAKS RIVETS— ALFRED— GET OUT OF DEBT WITHOUT BORROWING! WE ARRANGE ALL DETAILS FOR A FEE OF ONLY $ TEMPORARY HELP WANTED FOR FREIGHT UNLOADING. APPLY AT OFFICE— RED RYDER— IF THE RAILROAD BED THROUGH THE GORGE IS BLOWN UP IT WILL TAKE MONTHS TO REPAIR. GO ON, SMART BOY! I'M BEGINNING TO LOVE YOU AGAIN. MEANWILE THE MINE WILL HAVE TO PACK OUT THE SILVER ON BORRO TRAINS IN ORDER TO MEET THE PAYROLL. I'M BEGINNING TO UNDERSTAND! WE'LL HIJACK THE OUTFIT AND HEAD SOUTH. WE NEED BIG RUN SILVER RED RYDER by Frank V. Martinek ONE OF MY INFORMANTS JOINED THE GROUP OF ZEALOTS WHO CALL THEMSELVES THE 'ASSASSINS!' THEY WANT TO REVOLT AND JOIN OUR ENEMIES... BOTTLING UP OUR FLEET BY DESTROYING OUR OIL SUPPLY. by Leonard Samsome FOR YOU, MR. LOVE—IT'S MR. NEAM! BYLEN KLEIS THAT'S A PICNIC? WE HAVE TO DO THAT EVERY TIME WE GETS ENVICTED BUFFALO BILL— IT WAS EASIER THIS WAY...HE COULDN'T GIVE ME AN ARGUMENT ABOUT LEAVIN' A FIGHT! GOOD! HE BELONGS WITH HIS FAMILY! IM WORRIED...THE PAPOOSE IS WEAK AND SALLY CAN'T CHEER BREATH!!... THE BERRYS— I NO SOONER GET THROUGH TELLING YOU HOW TO DO SOMETHING AND YOU GO FIGHT AHEAD AND DO IT YOUR OWN WAY! IM JUST GIVING YOU THE BENEFIT MY EXPERIENCE...THERE'S NO GENIE IN DOING EVERYTHING THE HARD WORK! WILLIE— WE'LL BE NO/NO/NO COOKIN'! WE'RE EATIN' OUT TONIGHT...MY TREAT! THAT'S A PIGNIC 2 WE HAVE TO DO THAT EVERY TIME WE GETS ENVICTED by Lank Leonard OH-BOY! IT'S ON STRAIGHT R THE FLAG! YOU WANTED ME BE A BRASSIE! YOU'RE GON'T TO WISH YOU HAD—IN A SECOND! by Oliver Passingham IT'S AS I TOLD YOU! ROGER KILMADDON CAME THIS WAY AND VANISHED INTO THE SWAMPS. BUT THE CHIEF HAS AGREED TO SUPPLY PORTERS! by George Sixia WILLIE— NO! NO! NO COOKIN'! WE'RE EATIN' OUT TONIGHT...MY TREAT! WHO'S ARGUING? LITTLE MARY MIXUP— MAYBE MOM IS RIGHT AND TED DOESN'T REALLY HATE GIRLS! MAYBE HE'S JUST SCARED TO ASK US GIRLS TO GO PLACES! LIVING NEXT DOOR, HED BE A HAND BOY FRIEN TO HAVE AROUND WOODY WOODPECKER— THAT NEW GIRL NEXT DOOR SURGE IS A CHEAPSKATE! WHY, OTTIO? I WENT TO THE STORE FOR HER AND GUESS WHAT SHE GAVE ME! A DINE! SUPERMAN— HERE IS TWO OF THOSE ESCAPED CONVICTS HIDING IN THIS SWAMP, A QUICK DELIVERY AND BACK FOR MORE! ACCORDING TO THERE'S SOMETHING AND IT ISN'T by Carl Ryman TEMPORARY HELP WANTED FOR FREIGHT UNLOADING APPLY AT OFFICE by Fred Harman WE HAVE BIG RUN IN SILVERTON, RED RYDER! YEAH, WE'LL ENJOY A NICE PEACEFUL FISHING TRIP, LITTLE BEAVER! SUPERMAN— HERE IS TWO OF THOSE ESCAPED CONVicts HIDING IN THIS SWAMP, A QUICK DELIVERY AND BACK FOR MORE. ACCORDING TO THERE'S SOMETHING AND IT ISN'T JUST JOE PALOOKA— WHATSA MATTER... YA LOOK ALL BEAT...YA STARTED THINKIN' ABOUT DODO AGAIN. HECH NO! HAD A WHEW HECK OF A GREAT TIME... ALL IN... BUT NEVER THOT ABOUT THAT BABE. LEMME SIT DOWN DECIDED 'QUIT ROMANCE. I TOO A BUNCH A ORPHY 'COONEY ISLA IM BUSSED. THE SAINT— IS IT IN MY CONTRACT THAT I HAVE TO ACT,TOO? NO--BUT HOW ABOUT IT, JUST FOR LAUGHS? BESIDES, THATLL REALLY MA THE PUBLICITY STORY-"GAINT STEALS $2,000,000 JEWELS!" by Fred Meaghe I'M WORRIED...THE PAPOSE IS WEAK... AND SALLY CAN'T GET HER BREATH!... PNEUMONIA/?? WAKE UP, O GREAT ONE OF THE WARPATH... WE HAVE A REAL FIGHT ON OUR HANDS. by Carl Grubert JACKIE / RIGHT NOW YOU'RE NOT EVEN LISTENING TO MY ADVICE! BUT DADO, I'M LISTENING! IF YOU ARE, THAT'S ALL YOU EVER DO, IS JUST LISTEN! by McEvoy and Striebel by McEvoy and Striebel RE EATIN' OUT NIGHT...MY REAT! WHO'S APGUING? ANOTHER HOT DOG, MOM? DO I HAVE A CHOICE? CHAR MINE TO A MEDIUM BLACK, WILLIE! BY R. M. Brinkerhoff MAYBE HE'S JUST SCARED TO ASK US GIRLS TO GO PLACES LIVING NEXT DOOR, ME'D BE A HANDY BOY FRIEND TO HAVE AROUND WHY! THAT LOOKS LIKE BETTY--IN FRONT OF THAT MOVIE THEATER! IT IS BETTY! AND SHE'S WITH TED! TICK TWO PLEASE BY Walter Lants I WENT TO THE STORE FOR HER AND GUESS WHAT SHE GAVE ME! A DIME! NAM—A KISS! NEED ANYTHING ELSE FROM TH' STORE, BLUE EYES? BY Wayne Boring ACCORDING TO MY X-RAY VISION, THERE'S SOMETHING IN THAT BARN--AND IT ISN'T JUST HAY! THIS SURE IS ONE OF MY BUSY DAYS! by Wayne Boring ACCORDING TO MY X-RAY VISION, THERE IS SOMETHING IN THAT BARN-- AND IT ISN'T JUST HAY! THIS SURE IS ONE OF MY BUSY DAYS! by Ham Fisher LEMME SIT DOWN. I DECIDED T'QUIT ROMANCE. I TOOK A BUNCH A ORPHANS T'COONEY ISLAND. I'M BUSHED. I GOTCHA A DATE WITH A LALAPALOOZA TNITE...SHE'S TH' ENGINOO IN A GOIL SHOW... TOO TIRED. I'M GONNA HIT TH' HAY. YER FILLY GONE! WELL HOW ABOUT FER TMORRA NITE? by Leslie Charteris BIDES, THAT LL REALLY MAKE PUBLICITY STORY--"SAINT ALS $2,000,000 JEWELS!" WELL, CONGRATULATIONS, CO-STAR! OR SHOULD IT BE CO-STOOGE?