anaheim-bulletin 1953-10-05

DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY— CLUMSY DOG OF A SERVANT! PICK UP THAT SHATTERED GLASS! THEN TAKE THIS AS A MARK OF DISMISSAL! DIXIE DUGAN— HOW DO YOU LIKE WORKING FOR THIS STANLEY HURPAY DEAR? LIKE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL! YA MEAN YER LEARNIN' THE TELVISION BUSINESS AN GETTIN' PAID FER. I MEAN HE GAVE ME A LOT OF HOMEWORK TO DO - SELLECTING A SIX-YEAR-OLD CHILD FROM A PILE OF PICTURES FOR HIS TV FILM— VIRGIL— VIRGIL'S SERVICE STATION Service with A Smile DO YOU WIPE WINDSHIELDS TOO? THESE TOY CARS DON'T HAVE WINDSHIELDS, POP WELL — WHAT SERVICE DO YOU OFFER IN PLACE OF THAT? VIRGIL— PILLER UP VIRGILS SERVICE STATION Service with A SHIELD DO YOU WIPE WINDSHIELDS TOO? THESE TOY CARS DON'T HAVE WINDSHIELDS POP WELL—WHAT SERVICE DO YOU OFFER IN PLACE OF THAT? MICKEY FINN— IMAGINE HIM STRONG THAT SHOT FROM 'WAY BACK WHERE HE WAS, CLANCY! IT WAS POSITIVELY UNCANNY! IT'S JUST ONE OF HIS LOCKY DAYS, HOULIHAN! I'D BET A MILLION THAT IF HE PLAYED HERE TOMORROW, HE COULDN'T BREAK A HUNDRED! WED LIKE TO GET A PICTURE OF YOU AND THE SHERIFE, MR. DRIPP —BUT HE SEEMS TO HAVE DISAPPEARED! OH, HE'S SOMEWHERE IN THE CROWD —PROBABLY BEING CONGRATULATED FOR MAKING THAT WONDERFUL SHOT! YOU'LL FIND HIM! ALFRED— GRANDSTAND WORLD SERIES YANKEES VS. DOOGERS PRESS GATE LISTEN, MAC — EVE PUBLISHED WHEN YOU'RE NOT GETTIN' LESLIE SHANE— THORN, ELEPHANT GRASS, RAIN, JUNGLE AND NOW A BAMBOO FOREST! WHAT COMES NEXT! DEPENDS HOW HIGH WE HAVE TO GO. THE NATIVEES ARE BEGINNING TO FEEL IT. IT'S THE INCREASING COLD AND THE ALTITUDE, POOR DEVILS. WE'RE 10,000 FEET UP NOW. LESLIE SHANE— THORN ELEPHANT GRASS, RAIN JUNGLE AND NOW A BAMBOO FOREST! WHAT COMES NEXT! DEPENDS HOW HIGH WE HAVE TO GO. THE NATIVES ARE BEGINNING TO FEEL IT. IT'S THE INCREASING COLD AND THE ALTITUDE, POOR DEVILS. WE'RE 10,000 FEET UP, NOW. RIVETS— RED RYDER— RED RYDER IS DETERMINED TO CHANCE AN ESCAPE FROM HIS CAPTAIN'S WHO HAVE FORCED HIM TO HELP POP A STRING OF BURROS LOADED WITH MINESILVER. by Frank V. Martinek WOW! HERE'S SOME REAL DRAMA! WHAT AN ENTRANCE CUE FOR ME! by Leonard Samsome MEAN HE GAVE ME LOT OF HOMEWORK TO DO—SELECTING A BIX-YEAR-OLD CHILD FROM A FILE OF PICTURES, OR HIS TV FILM. TO LIKE TO SPEAK TO DRIVER MAR. OUSAN—STAN MURPHY CALLING-TELL HER IT'S URGENT! by Len Kleis WELL—WHAT SERVICE DO YOU OFFER IN PLACE OF THAT? BUFFALO BILL— BUFFALO BILL AND HIS FRIENDS ARE BATTLEING TO ESCAPE FROM THE WEDDING SANCTUARY OF THE SIoux. HORSE-FACE HAS CORRALED THOSE SIoux……HE NEEDS ROPE TO THE EM UP! YOU HELP HIM… ILL LOOK AFTER SALLY! SHE DIES! SHE DIES I SWEAR TO WIPE OUT THE WHOLE SIoux NATION FOR THIS! THE BERRYS— JOAN NEWLY! HOW NICE TO HEAR FROM YOLL-HOW ARE YOU AND TOM GETTING ALONG NOW? I TOLD YOU THAT THINGS WOULD WORK OUT, IF YOU DIDN'T KEEP A SECRETS FROM EACH OTHER! WILLIE— WALLIE I GIVE UP. IVE GOT BIGGER FISH IN THE FISHBOWL AT HOME! ANY LUCK, SONNY? by Len Kleis WELL—WHAT SERVICE DO YOU OFFER IN PLACE OF THAT? BLOW GAS by Lank Leonard SOMEWHERE IN AND—PROBABLY CONGRATULATED MAKING THAT PERFUL SHOT! I FIND HIM! DON'T WORRY, SHERIFF —THE DOC SAID I'M OKAY! IVE BEEN HIT ON THE HEAD BY BALLS LOTS OF TIMES! WELL, YOU STAY RIGHT HERE, LOOK—UNTIL MR. DRUPP COMES IN! IM GON'T TO SEE THAT HE TAKES CARE OF YOU—and GOOD! by Carl Ryman LISTEN, MAC — EVEN IF YOU DO GET LETTERS PUBLISHED WHEN YOU WRITE IN TO NEWSPAPERS, YOU'RE NOT GETTING IN HERE WITHOUT A TICKET! by Oliver Passingham WILLIE— I GIVE UP, IVE GOT BIGGER FISH IN THE FISHBOWL AT HOME! ANY LUCK, SONNY? NO FISHING LITTLE MARY MIXUP— MARY GETS ADDS FOR THE SCHOOL PAPER—BUT SHE IS STILL THE SOCIETY EDITOR WOODY WOODPECKER— SUPERMAN— THANK GOODNESS MY LITTLE SCHEME TO GET THE KIDS HOMESICK ACTUALLY WORKED! THEY CAN HARDLY WAIT NOW TO GET STARTED ON THEIR RETURN TRIP TO ALPHA CENTURY! by Oliver Passingham SUPERMAN— THANK GOODNESS MY LITTLE SCHEME TO GET THE KIDS HOMESICK ACTUALLY WORKED! THEY CAN HARDLY WAIT NOW TO GET STARTED ON THEIR RETURN TRIP TO ALPHA CENTAURI. JOE PALOOKA— I THOT VA WAS IN MOURNING...WOT'S ALL TH'MUSIC? IH...SOME FRIENDS DROPPED IN TOWN THEIR DISPECKS. LET'S GO IN THE LIBRARY...(SNIFF) D'YOU LIKE MY WINDOW'S WEEDS? VIPPEE! MAN!DIG THAT CA-RAZY TRUMPET! GO GO GO MAN! THE SAINT— CONSIDER ME SIGNED ON, DON'T AND WHEN DO I MEET THE MYSTERIOUS OWNER? Monday, October 4, 1853 ANAHEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN by Fred Meagher SHE DIES! SHE DIES! I SWEAR TO WIPE OUT THE WHOLE SIoux NATION FOR THIS! ...AND ILL START BY TAKING THE SCALPS OF THOSE SIoux OVER THERE! YOU'LL SIT DOWN AND FEED BROTH TO YOUR PAPOose... THAT'S WHAT YOU'LL DO!!! by Carl Grubert TOLD YOU THAT THINGS WOULDORK OUT, IF YOU DIDN'T KEEP ANY SECRETS FROM EACH OTHER! YOU WERE SO RIGHT... NOW TOM AND I TELL EACH OTHER EVERYTHING! OF COURSE HE DOESN'T KNOW THATBY THE WAY, DONE YOUR HUMBANGTALK IN HIS SLUBER TOO! by McEvoy and Striebel by McEvoy and Striebel ANY LUCK, SONNY? PUHLENTY! NO FISH! OH, I HAVE TO HAND IN MY STORY OF OUR CLASS DANCE BLUNKIE SAYS—A GOOD REPORTER ALWAYS GETS THE FACTS— THIS STORY IS FULL OF FACTS NOBODY HERE! AND MY STORY HAS TO RUN IN THIS WEEK'S PAPER— OH—I KNOW! WE CAN'T READ THE TOP UNTIL TOMORROW... HERE'S A GOOD PLACE TO CAMP! WE'RE... ALL SET NOW, SUPERMAN... I GUESS THIS IS... GOODBYE, SUPERMAN... STOP IT, BOYS! STOP THAT AT ONCE— OR YOU'LL HAVE ME BAWLING, TOO!! by Wayne Boring WE'RE... ALL SET NOW, SUPERMAN... I QUESS THIS IS... GOODBYE, SUPERMAN... STOP IT, BOYS! STOP THAT AT ONCE—OR YOU'LL HAVE ME BAWLING, TOO!!! by Ham Fisher YIPPEE! MAN! DIG THAT CA-RAZY TRUMPET! GO GO GO MAN! MUHHH I CAN'T HEAR YA. IT WOULDVE BEEN DEAR CHOLLY'S DEARIST WISH THAT I BE HAPPY. (SNIFF) WHERE'S JIM? WAY DON'T HE COME WITH YOU? ID OF THOT... WITH ME GRIEF-STRUCK THAT HE'D... MEDEE NEET'S SMARTER THAN ME... I MEAN HE WAS IN A CONFERENCE. by Leslie Charteris MAY I COME IN? HAVEN'T WE MET SOMEWHERE BEFORE, MISS RAMOS? LESLIE, CHARTERS JOHN SPRLANGER