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1953-09-28 · Anaheim Bulletin · page 7 of 10 · OCR glm-ocr
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DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY FASTER YOU DUMB SHIP-OF-THE-DESERT! YOUR CARGO OF METAL APPLIANCES WILL SABOTAGE THE YANKEE'S OIL PIPE LINE! MEANWHILE NEW DISGUISES! WE'RE JUST CIRCUS CLOUNDS SKIPPER! UH-HUH BUT DON'T LOOK FOR APPLAUSE! IF THE ASSASSINS DON'T CATCH UP WITH US-OOPS! DIXIE DUGAN— "WHAT'S A GRACE HEIGHT AND WEIGHT GOT TO DO WITH TYPING-- ASKS DIXIE ANSWERING AN AD!" I'M A TELEVISION PRODUCER, MISS DUGAN! ??-OH--THEN YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A TYPE FOR A ROLE! NOPE---A SECRETARY! THEN WHY THE HEIGHT AND WEIGHT ROUTINE? I FORGOT FOR THE MOMENT I WASN'T CASTING FORGIVE ME! VIRGIL— HI, MR. MIGGINS-- AM I IN TIME FOR VIRGIL'S PARTY? THESE ARE ALL TH PRIZES YOU CAN WIN, TOMMY! WHO GETS THAT GREAT, DIG PRIZE, VIRGIL? I DON'T KNOW HEY, POP WHO WINS THIS BIG PRIZE? MICKEY FINN— GOODNESS GRACIOUS! IS HE UNCONSCIOUS? Y-YES! IT HIT RUN RIGHT IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD, MR.DRIPP! I'M A POCTOR! LET ME LOOK AT HUM! H-HE'S OUT COLD! HELL BE ALL RIGHT LITTLE WHILE! ILL TO THE CLUB HOUSE DID YOU SEND A BOY? ALFRED— WE'RE 8000 MILES FROM HARPING ABOUT THE LU TRACKING YOU DOWN RETURN A LIB LESLIE SHANE— HEY/ PULIN/ HOW LONG DO WE HAVE TO FIGHT OUR WAY THROUGH THIS THORNBUSH? OH? OH, NOT LONG OLD CHAP—JUST A NARROW BELT OF IT I GUESS. A GOOD FOUR AND STILL THIS PULIN'S A FUN EXPERT NOT IF HE'S ALL HEY! PULIN! HOW LONG DO WE HAVE TO FIGHT OUR WAY THROUGH THIS THORNBUSH? OH? OH, NOT LONG OLD CHAP—JUST A NARROW BELT OF IT I GUESS. RIVETS— RED RYDER— SO YOU'RE THE ONE THAT BLEW UP THE MINE ROAD SO YOU COULD HI-JACK THE PACK-TRAIN OF SILVER! YER-- AND LOTTIE AND I WILL BOON HAVE ALL 200,000 OF IT ACROSS THE MEXICAN BORDER! YOU'RE NOT A PACKER-- YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT! by Frank V. Martinek IF THE ASSASSINS DON'T CATCH UP WITH US - OOPS! JANE! DUCK INTO THIS PASS AGEWAY DON. IVE GOT NEWS! BUFFALO BILL— BUFFALO BILL AND HIS FRIENDS ARE CAUGHT IN THE WEDDING SANCTUARY OF THE SIoux AND THE MEDICINE MAN DEMANDS THEIR IMMEDIATE DEATH. WHAT? B-BUT THAT'S IN THE LINE OF FIRE! by Leonard Samsome PE -- A RETARRY? ORGOT FOR MOMENT I WONT CASTING -- GIVE ME! THEN WHY THE HEIGHT AND WEIGHT ROUTINE? AND WHY ARE YOU HOLDING INTERVIEWS HERE? HAW!--YOU SHOULD SEE MY OFFICE-- THE BERRYS— NOW PROMISE TO WRITE IT DOWN ON YOUR MEMO PAD AS SOON AS YOU GET TO THE OFFICE! OKAY! OKAY! WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO WRITE DOWN? IM TO MEET YOU AT THE NORTH EAST CORNER OF FIFTH AND MAIN AT TWELVE-THIRTY SHARP! by Len Kleis GETS THAT AT BIG ZEZER, GIL? I DON'T KNOW -- HEY, POP, WHO WINNS THIS BIG PRIZE? THE KID WHO GOES HOME FIRST WILLIE— by Lank Leonard HE'LL BE ALL RIGHT IN A LITTLE WRILE! I'LL GO UP TO THE CLUB HOUSE WITH HIM! DID YOU SEND A BOY FOR THE CAR? YES! HERE IT COMES NOW! by Carl Ryman ERE BOOO MILES FROM FRISCO, AND YOU KEEP ARKING ABOUT THE LONG ARM OF THE LAW RACKING YOU DOWN FOR FORGETTING TO RETURN A LIBRARY BOOK! by Oliver Passingham A GOOD FOUR THOUSAND FEET UP AND STILL THIS CONFOURDED THORN. DULIN'S A FUNNY SORT OF FLORA EXPERT NOT TO KNOW! WONDER IF HE'S ALL HE SAYS HE IS? WILLIE— 9/25 LITTLE MARY MIXUP— BUNKIE--I HAVE TO HAVE $5 EXPENSE MONEY MARY GETS LOTS OF ADS FOR THE SCHOOL PAPER- OKAY-ANYTHING TO GET MORE BUSINESS THANKY I HAVE T BUY STUFF FROM CO ADVERTISING - MOSTLY SODA JOIN WOODY WOODPECKER— 9/28-53 CANOES FOR RENT $100 AN HOUR SUPERMAN— SO MY LOGICAL EXPLANATION OF WHY THEY SHOULD GO HOME ONLY PUT THE KIDS TO SLEEP! WELL, MAYBE LOGIC HAS ITS USES, AFTER ALL... A GOOD FOUR THOUSAND FEET UP AND STILL THIS CONFOUNDED THORN DULIN'S A FUNNY SORT OF FLORA EXPERT NOT TO KNOW/ WONDER IF HE'S ALL HE SAYS HE IS? by Oliver Passingham by George Sixta by Fred Harman SUPERMAN— SO MY LOGICAL EXPLANATION OF WHY THEY SHOULD GO HOME ONLY PUT THE KIDS TO SLEEP! WELL, MAYBE LOGIC HAS ITS USES, AFTER ALL... BECAUSE NOW HAVE A CHANGE IDEA-- AS A PO IMPOSSIBLE JOE PALOOKA— OH, JOE...DID YOU READ THE ACCOUNT OF DOOO WILSON'S WEDDING AND GIFTS? IT'S FABULOUS! YES. IT SAYS SHE CALLED UP THE PAPERS TO ANNOUNCEMENT GIFTS HE'S GIVEN, AND SOME THEY FORGOT TO PRINT. I WONDER HOW KNOBBY FEELS... REALLY IN LOVE HER...BUT...HONEST I THINK HE WAS LUCKY. THE SAINT— SCENE--THE CAUSEWAY TERMINAL YACHT BASIN, MIAMI BEACH, FLORIDA. WHERE WILL I FIND MR.DON MUCKLOW? IN THE OFFICE, THERE. MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 1953 ANAHEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN — by Fred Meagher WHAT? BUT THAT'S IN THE LINE OF FIRE! WE COULD DRAW THEIR FIRE SOMEWHERE ELSE BUT THERE'S NO PLACE WE CAN MOVE TO AND HAVE ANY COVER! COVER ME! I MUST DRAG MY SALLY AND PAPOose OUT OF THAT BRUSH! by Carl Grubert AT ARE GOING WRITE WN? IM TO MEET YOU AT THE NORTH EAST CORNER OF FIFTH AND MAIN AT TWELVE-THIRTY SHARP! AND PLEASE TRY TO BE ON TIME! I DON'T LIKE TO STAND ON A CORNER WAITING FOR SOMEONE! THE TROUBLE WITH ME BEING PUNCTUAL IS THAT YOU'RE NEVER THERE TO APPRECIATE IT! by McEvoy and Striebel by McEvoy and Striebel by R. M. Brinkerhoff THANKS- I HAVE TO BUY STUFF FROM OUR ADVERTISERS - MOSTLY SODA JOINTS SNACK BAR I SAW YOUR AD IN OUR SCHOOL PAPER -- A CHOCOLATE BUNDAE, PLEASE THEN TO TONY'S I SAW YOUR AD IN OUR SCHOOL PAPER -- ILL HAVE A BANANA SPLIT THEN TO SIX OTHER SODA JOINTS -- AND FINALLY AT BAKTER'S DRUGSTORE by Walter Lants IDEA! CANOES FOR RENT $100 AN HOUR by Wayne Boring BECAUSE NOW THAT THEY'RE ASLEEP, I HAVE A CHANCE TO TRY OUT ANOTHER IDEA -- AS A POSSIBLE SOLUTION TO THIS IMPOSSIBLE SITUATION BUT FIRST I MUST FIND THEIR ROCKET SHIP! by Wayne Boring BECAUSE NOW THAT THEY'RE ASLEEP, I HAVE A CHANCE TO TRY OUT ANOTHER IDEA--AS A POSSIBLE SOLUTION TO THIS IMPOSSIBLE SITUATION! BUT FIRST I MUST FIND THEIR ROCKET SHIP! SHE PAPERS RTHER AND GOT I WONDER HOW POOR KNOBBY FEELS...HE WAS REALLY IN LOVE WITH HER...BUT...HONESTLY...I THINK HE WAS LUCKY. EXCUSE ME, HONEY...SOMEONE'S AT THE DOOR... BRRING CHOLLY RELAXES WITH A YO-YO...WOW! KNOBBY, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT? by Leslie Charteris IN THE OFFICE, THERE. WELL, WHATEVER YOU WANT, HONEY, I'M SOUTH-EASTERN DISTRIBUTOR FOR IT! LESLIE CHAITEN JOHN SPRUNBER