anaheim-bulletin 1953-09-17

DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY— THAT'S HOW THINGS STAND CHIEF, THE OIL PIPE LINE IS DUE FOR ATTACK! WELL RELY ON YOUR REPORT AND THE NEXT THING-- THIS IS YEA LEADER, MEN MINISTER OF THE WE MAN NOV DIXIE DUGAN— LETTER FROM LLOYD LOVE, LATER— AND SO IT'S NICE TO KNOW MRS. ALLUN HAS FOUND A NEW INTEREST IN LIFE! AND THE ONCE MEAN OLD NEAM, A NEW ATTITUDE, SINGLE CUSSEDNESS! AND I HAVE DECIDED IT'S NOT GOOD TO LIVE ALONE, EITHER--PERHAPS LOWER INN, IS CONDIGOUS! I'M GOING TO MARRY AN OLD FLAME FROM TEXAS--MISS WILLET ELLIOT! HOORAY FOR LLOYD! VIRGIL— WHAT VA GOT VIRGIL? A WOODEN DUCK DECOY I FOUND I THOUGHT ID'D PUT SOME LEGS ON IT THERE ARE SOME IN OUR GARAGE YOU CAN HAVE THOSE DON'T LOOK, SO GOOD IT MUST BE AN OLD FASHIONED DUCK- WHAT NA GOT NIRSH! A WOODEN DUCK DECOY I FOUND I THOUGHT ID'D PUT SOME LEGS ON IT THERE ARE SOME IN OUR GARAGE YOU CAN HAVE THOSE DON'T LOOK SO GOOD IT MUST BE AN OLD FASHIONED DUCK MICKEY FINN— LOOK AT THAT CRONG AROUND THE TENT TEE MICKED! EVERY GOLFER IN TOWN MUST VE COME OVER TO WATCH FILM! YES! GEE, IT'S GON'T TO BE TERRIBLE WHEN HE STARTS TO BLOW TOMIE AND HE WILL—HE JUST CAN'T BE SO LUCKY FOREVER! THIS ISN'T MY DRIVER, LOONE! IT'S MY BRASSIE! I KNOW! I TRINK YOU'LL KEEP EM STRAIGHTER WITH THAT! WELL, IT'S BOUND TO HAPPEN NOW, MALONEY —IF ALL THE FAIRWAYS ARE AS NARROW AS THIS ONE! YEAH! HE'LL BE IN THE WOODS OFF EVERY TEE! ID LAY DOUGH ON IT! LESLIE SHANE— SORRY, KILMADDON! HERE COMES YOUR GEAR I DON'T WANT TO BE BOOGED DOWN HERE FOR WEEKS! YOU'LL BE OKAY, OLD MAN MY MISSUS'LL LOOK AFTER YOUR WIFE, TILL I COME AND PULL YOU OUT OF THIS HOLE —LUCK! RIVETS— RIVETS— ALFRED— CAFE ALGIERS ALFRED SAYS THIS CUSTOM THAN ONE WIFE IS A NEAT GET INCOME TAX EXEMPTION! RED RYDER— BANGS, I DON'T MIND RED NEARING ABOUT OUR 200,000 DOLLAR ENMERMENT IN BELVIEW. TODAY... IS EVERYTHING EAT? TER BOSSY THE CARE ARE BEING LOADED! I HOPE BANGS IS WITH THE BOSS! IF I'M BEEN... THE ONLY BEEN PICKING BERRIES. by Frank V. Martinek THIS IS YENBAS, A LOYAL GOVERNMENT LEADER, MEMBER OF THE PRIME MINISTER'S STAFF--AND A FRIEND OF THE WEST. HE'S OUR KEY MAN NOW! by Leonard Samsome I HAVE DECIDED TO LIVE EITHER - PERMIPS OR CONDAGIOUS! ING TO MARRY AN ME FROM TEXAS WILLET. HOORAY FOR LLOYD! *LOVES INN* HAS BEEN CONTAGIOUS BUT I'M WONDERING ABOUT YOU! WHAT ABOUT ME? THAT HORSE FACE...NOW I GOTTA KILL HIM! SALLY TOLD ME THAT HORSE FACE HARDLY LOOKED AT HER! IT WAS HER OWN IDEA TO GO BACK OF THE FALLS IN AN EFFORT TO ESCAPE! THE BERRYS— HAS YOUR BOY POUNDED A JOB YET, STEVE? NOPE, AND HES A LITTLE DISCOURAGED RIGHT NOW. HE'S FINDING THE SCHOOL OF HARD KNOCKS A LITTLE TOUGHEST THAN COLLAGE! WILLIE— THIS IS THE MUSIC ROOM THIS IS THE RUMPUS ROOM BY LANK LEONARD IT MUST BE AN OLD FASHIONED DUCK. POP SAYS THEY'RE USING WROUGHT IRON LEGS ON EVERYTHING THIS YEAR. BY OLIVER PASSINGHAM IT'S BOUND TO HOW MALONEY LET FAIRWAYS NARROW AS IS ONE! YEAH! HE'LL BE IN THE WOODS OFF EVERY TEE! I'D LAY DOUGH ON IT! BY GEORGE SIXTS WILLIE— THIS IS THE MUSIC ROOM THIS IS THE RUMPS ROOM LITTLE MARY MIXUP— HERE'S ANOTHER STATIONERY MY! MR. OTIS-- YOU HAVE A LOT OF SCHOOL SUPPLIES-PADS, NOTEBOOKS-EVERYTHING! BUT-- NO BUSINESS LAST YEAR THE KIDS BOUGHT A LOT OF STUFF WOODY WOODPECKER— TAKE BRUTUS FOR A BRICK WALK TWICE AROUND THE PARK! WOODY GOES ROOMAID SERVICE YES, MAN! IT WILL BE DONE! HEY, WHO'S WALKING WHO? 9-17-53 SUPERMAN— ZAG! WE MUST MAKE EVERY EFFORT TO AID OUR FRIEND-SUPERMAN IN HIS SEARCH FOR THE ESCAPED CONVICTS. THE ONLY QUESTION IS... by George Sixts by Carl Ryman RED SAYS THIS CUSTOM OF HAVING MORE N ONE WIFE IS A NEAT SCHEME TO INCOME TAX EXEMPTIONS! by Fred Harman IF I'M BEEN... THE ONLY BEEN PICKING BERRIES! SUPERMAN— ZAGI, WE MUST MAKE EVERY EFFORT TO AID OUR FRIEND-SUPERMAN IN HIS SEARCH FOR THE ESCAPED CONVICTS. THE ONLY QUESTION IS... JOE PALOOKA— HULLO...GUMME JIM... YEAH, MR. BOWEN... YEAH, KNOBBY WALSH CALLIN'...HURRY... PUH-LEEZE, YOU DON'T HAFTA SHOUT! HULLO, KNOBBY...YES... SHE CALLED ME TOO... YUR, WANTS US BOTH TO COME TO HER WEDDING.I CAN'T BELIEVE IT... ILL PICK YOU UP...OKAY. THE SAINT— ACTION! Thursday, Sept. 17, 1938 ANAHEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN — 18 by Fred Meagher SALLY TOLD ME THAT HORSE FACE HARDLY LOOKED AT HER! IT WAS HER OWN IDEA TO GO BACK OF THE FALLS IN AN EFFORT TO ESCAPE! IF THEY DIE I'M GONNA KILL HIM... JUS' CAUSE HE'S A DIRTY SIOUX! DON'T FORGET HE ALMOST KILLED YOU IN FAIR COMBAT JUST A FEW MOMENTS AGO! FACT IS... HE'S DOING MORE TO HELP SALLY'S PRESENT CONDITION THAN YOU ARE! HMMM! HUH WHAT? HOW SO? by Carl Grubert FINDING THE SCHOOL ED JOOBS A LITTLE MER THAN COLLEGE! GRADUATING WITH A DEGREE AND HIGH SCHOOL ACHIEVES, HE SHOULD NOT HAVE TOO MUCH TROUBLE! OH HE'RE GOT WHAT IT TAKES, BUT SO FAIR HE HAVEN't POUND ANYBODY THAT WANTS IT! by McEvoy and Striebel by McEvoy and Stirlebel WHAT'S THIS? THE DEN! MY!-ME, OTS--YOU HAVE A LOT OF SCHOOL SUPPLIES-PADS NOTEBOOKS-EVERYTHING! -BUT--NO BUSINESS-LAST YEAR THE KIDS BOUGHT A LOT OF STUFF -BUT LAST YEAR YOU ADVERTISING IN OUR SCHOOL PAPER--LET ME SEE--I WANT A NOTEBOOK---SOME PENCILS--AND--ONE OF THESE DOLLAR PENS JUST A MINUTE--ABOUT YOU KIDS GETTING OUT A SCHOOL PAPER THIS YEAR? OH-MY-YES--BUT JUST FULL-PAGE ADDS--MAYBE WE CAN SQUEeze YOURS IN----IF WE HURRY by Walter Lantz HEY, WHO'S WALKING WHO? WHOA A MINUTE! THIS THINGS GETTING OUT OF HAND! OKAY, GODDAP BRUTUS! LET'S GO! by Wayne Boring ...WHAT IS A CONVICT? I PRESUME IT MUST BE SOME FORM OF WILD ANIMAL, ZIGI, SINCE THE HUMANS HERE KEEP THEM IN CAGES! THERE ARE SOME HUMANS NOW! PERHAPS THEY CAN GIVE US SOME INFORMATION, ZAG! by Wayne Boring ...WHAT IS A CONVICT? I PRESUME IT MUST BE SOME FORM OF WILD ANIMAL, ZIGI, SINCE THE HUMANS HERE KEEP THEM IN CAGES. THERE ARE SOME HUMANS NOW! PERHAPS THEY CAN GIVE US SOME INFORMATION, ZAGI! HULLO, KNOBBY...YES... SHE CALLED ME TOO... YUP, WANTS US BOTH TO COME TO HER WEDDING. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT... I'll PICK YOU UP...OKAY. I FEEL, KINDA... SORTA...OKAY... I'll BE AT MY HOTEL. SOME SWELL DUMP HE SET UP FOR US...MAKES TH' PLACE WALSH GIVE US LOOK LIKE NOTHIN'... AN' THAT BUM BOWEN, HE HAD NOTHIN'... PAPA...PLEASE SHAVE. YOU CAN'T GIVE ME AWAY LOOKING THAT WAY. by Leslie Charteris