anaheim-bulletin 1953-10-03

DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY— QUITE A FESTIVE SCENE! BUT ILL HAVE TO SPOIL IT! LOUT! IN WHO DESTRUCTION OF MY STEP DIXIE DUGAN— HAVE THEY GONE? YES — THANK GOODNESS — WHICH CHILD DO YOU LIKE? YOU'RE THE PRODUCER, MR. MURPHY VIRGIL— THIS THING NEEDS MORE AIR IN IT HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT? FILL'ER UP GOOD MICKEY FINN— PHIL IS FOUR NOW, MICKEY! HELL PROBABLY WIND UP WITH AN EIGHT — OR A TEN! YEAH! GEE, THEIR TEAM SCORE IS GOING TO BE RUNED, TOO! MR.DRIpp HAS ALREADY HAD FIVE — AND RIE'S STILL IN THE ROUSH! HERE IT IS, MR.DRIpp! J-JUST A MINUTE! I-IZ WANT TO SEE WHAT MY PARTNER DOES! FIRM GRIP! LEFT ARM STRAIGHT! TURN! AND THEN JUST SWING YOUR HANDS OUT TOWARD THE HOLE! ALFRED— LESLIE SHANE— I DON'T CAR DULIN IS OR IS, I'M GLAD CAME AU RIVETS— RED RYDER— HOLD ON, RYDER...WE'LL CAMP BY THAT WATER HOLE. I DON'T CAR DULIN IS OR IS, I'M GLA CAME AL by Frank V. Martin LOUT! INFIDEL! DOG! WHO DESTROYS THE PEACE OF MY HOUSEHOLD? STEP OUT! by Leonard Samsome CHILD YOU? YOU'RE THE PRODUCER MR. MURPHY NEVERTHELESS I'LL RELY ON YOUR JUDGEMENT—THE WOMAN'S TOUCH IS NEEDED HERE—I'LL BACK UP ANY SELECTION YOU MAKE AND WHO'LL BACK ME UP FROM THE REST OF THE AMBITIOUS MOTHERS? by Len Klein BUFFALO BILL— THE FIRIN' HAS STOPPED! I THINK HE HAS JUST KONKED THE LAST ONE! THE BERRYS— MAMA, CAN I GO OVER TO BOBBY'S HOUSE UNTIL IT GETS DARK? M: M: M... LET ME THINK ABOUT IT FOR A MINUTE, JACKIE... ALL RIGHT, DEAR--YOU CAN GO OUT, BUT DON'T STAY TOO LATE! WLIE— WH HAPPENED TO YOUR BACK? FOOT! ALL HURT MUCH? NOPE... by Lank Leonard FIRM GRIP! LEFT ARM STRAIGHT! TURN! AND THEN JUST SWING YOUR HANDS OUT TOWARD THE HOLE! IT WENT IN! OH, BOY! WHAT A FINISH! by Carl Ryman YES, YES, SAILOR--OF COURSE I BELIEVE YOU'RE REALLY WAITING FOR A BUS AND NOT TRYING TO STRIKE UP AN ACQUaintance WITH ME! by Oliver Passingham I DON'T CARE WHO DULIN IS OR WHAT HE IS, I'M GLAD HE CAME ALONG. SOME SORT OF CRACKPOT MAYBE, WITH IDEAS OF A LOST CITY IN THE LOST WORLD. COULD BE HE'll BE DANGEROUS AT THE END OF THE JOURNEY! LITTLE MARY MIXUP— BLINE! -SIX MOADS FROM SOD JOINT OFFICE OF THE EAST HIGH. NEWS-- MARY DROPS IN TO REPORT SWELL, MARY--HOW DO YOU DO IT? OH--I JUST TREAT A LOT OF KIDS TO SODAS--AND SAY THAT WE SAW THEIR AD IN OUR SCHOOL PAPER WELL-IT WORKS WOODY VOODPECKER— GO AHEAD AND READ BUT DON'T TAKE CATCH YOU WITH OUR HANDS ON HOSE BANANAS! OKAY, OKAY! HANDS OFF, EH? WELL THIS LAMP GIVES ME AN IDEA! SUPERMAN— GLEEPERS... YOU KNOW WHAT, ZAG! THIS STRANGE DREAM WE'RE HAVING HAS GOT ME HOMESTICK! YOU TOO, ZIGI! I DON'T CARE WHO DULIN IS OR WHAT HE IS, I'M GLAD HE CAME ALONG. SOME SORT OF CRACKPOT MAYBE WITH IDEAS OF A LOST CITY IN THE LOST WORLD. COULD BE HELL BE DANGEROUS AT THE END OF THE JOURNEY! by George Sixta GLEEPERS... YOU KNOW WHAT ZAG! THIS STRANGE DREAM WE'RE HAVING HAS GOT ME HOMESICK! YOU TOO, 2101? JOE PALOOKA WOTLL I SAY... I I FEEL KINDA CLUMSY... WISH I HAD TIME TO CALL ANN...SHED GAME A GOOD OPENIN' REMARK... HERE YOU ARE, SIR... THAT WILL BE 27 WHO SHALL I SAY IS CALLING, SIR? by Fred Harman I'M NOT TAKIN! THIS ANY MORE... THEY'LL KILL ME ANYWAY NEAR THE MEXICAN BORDER. IF I CAN GET MY HANDS ON THAT COFFEE POT I'LL... THE SAINT— WELL, I TOOK THE FIRST PLANE, LIKE YOU TOLD ME, DON. IS THIS THE SKIFF YOU LINED UP FOR OUR FISHING TRIP? Saturday, October 8, 1903 ANAMEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN by Fred Meagher I THINK HE HAS JUST KONKED THE LAST ONE! QUICK! BRING ROPE! WET TIE 'EM UP! TOO LATE! TOO LATE!! MY SALLY... SHE DIES!! by Carl Grubert DEAR YOU CAN GO DONT STAY TOO LATE! HEY! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING? BUT YOU SAID THAT I COULD GO OUT! SILLY BOY!! I WAS TRULY TOUCHED! OH...I THOUGHT I DIDN'T FEEL LIKE GOING OUT! by McEvoy and Striebel NOPE... GOTTA KEEP IT DRY, THOUGH! OH, WELL... CAN'T BLAME A FELLER FOR TRYIN'! OH-- I JUST TREAT A LOT OF KIDS TO SODAS-- AND SAY THAT WE SAW THEIR AD IN OUR SCHOOL PAPER HERE IS TEN BUCKS--BUY SOME MORE SODAS UGH-H! I NEVER WANT TO SEE ANOTHER SODA I'll PATRONIZE SOME STATIONERY STORES YOU DON'T HAVE TO EAT PADS AND PENCILS. HANDS OFF, EH? WELL THIS LAMP GIVES ME AN IDEA! OH, OH! BANANA EATIN' NOSES! SLURP! MUNCH! CALM DOWN, WALLY... I AINT LAND A FINGER ON EM! I WAS JUST ABOUT TO SAY THE SAME THING! HOMEICK! HURRAH! THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I HOPED MY LITTLE SCHEME WOULD ACCOMPLISH! NOW TO TAKE "NEW CENTAURI CITY" APART IN A TWINKLING--AT SUPER-SPEED... SO THAT WHEN IT'S GONE, THE KIDS WILL THINK THEY'VE JUST AWAKENED FROM THEIR "DREAM!" I WAS JUST ABOUT TO SAY THE SAME THING! HOMESICK! HURRAH! THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I HOPED MY LITTLE SCHEME WOULD ACCOMPLISH! NOW TO TAKE "NEW CENTAURI CITY!" APART IN A THINKLING--AT SUPER-SPEED... SO THAT WHEN IT'S GONE, THE KIDS MILL THINK THEY'VE JUST AWAKENED FROM THEIR "DREAM". by Ham Fisher WHO SHALL I SAY IS CALLING, SIR? KNOBBY WALSH. KNOBBY...OH, HONEY...I MEAN...(SNIPF) ISN'T IT AWFUL? YEAH...GEE...UN... I...IT SURE IS... UN HERE...SOME FLOW'RS. by Leslie Charteris I JUST GOT A JOB TAKING HER TO BARBADOS--FOR A PRICE I COULDN'T TURN DOWN! I'VE GOT A STRONG HUNCH THERE'S SOMETHING PHONY ABOUT THE DEAL SOMEWHERE, SO OF COURSE I KNOW YOUWOULDN'T WANT TO GO WITH ME! Leslie Charteris JOHN DRANGER