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1953-10-07 · Anaheim Bulletin · page 9 of 12 · OCR glm-ocr
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DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY— HE'D HAVE KILLED ME FOR INTERFERING! -DON'T BLAME HIM BUT -I HAD TO DO IT! -BLACK FUTURE FOR THE POOR GUY! ILL TRY TO CHANGE THAT! DDMIE DUGAN— STANLEY MURPHY, PLEASE—? OH, YES, MISS DUGAN-MR. MURPHY IS WAITING FOR YOU IN THE PRIVATE DINING ROOM. WORK??? THIS TIME OF NIGHT ?? THIS COULD BE THE END OF MY JOB AS SECRETARY TO A TV PRODUCER YES, MR. MURPHY? VIRGIL— VIRGIL- I'VE GOT A LITTLE PROBLEM HEREHOW MANY IS TWO PLUS TWO? WHAT'SA MATTER? CAN'T YOU PUT TWO AN TWO TOGETHER? OH-I-GUESS I CAN PUT EM TOGETHER OK- WHAT DYA GET? VIRGIL--I'VE GOT A LITTLE PROBLEM HERE--HOW MUCH IS TWO PLUS TWO? WHAT'SA MATTER? CAN'T YOU PUT TWO AN TWO TOGETHER! OH-I-GUESS I CAN PUT EM TOGETHER OK- WHAT DYA GET? MICKEY FINN— ARE YOU GOING TO STICK AROUND CLANCY—TO SEE IF PHIL AND HIS PARTNER WIN? NOT I'VE SEEN ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY! IF THEY WIN, WEILL HEAR ABOUT IT! HEAR ABOUT IT? HUNGRY! WELL BE HEARING ABOUT IT ALL WINTER—WREATHER THEY WIN OR NOT! ALL THE SCORES ARE HIGH SO FAR, MICKEY! IT LOOKS AS IF PHIL AND DRIPP ARE GON'T TO WIN EASY! YEAH! GEE, I ONLY HOPE UNCLE PHIL REALIZES THAT HE DID IT JUST BY LUCK—BUT I SUPPOSE IM HOPIN' FOR TOO Much! ALFRED— LESLIE SHANE— I'M SORRY TO RESORT TO STRONG ARM METHODS BUT IF YOU CAN'T MAKE THE PORTERS GO ON THEN I WILL! TEN THOUSAND FEET! WHAT DO YOU WANT UP HERE SO BAD DULIN THAT THE LIVES OF THESE NATIVES MEAN NOTHING TO YOU. LESLIE SHANE— I'M SORRY TO RESORT TO STRONG-ARM METHODS BUT IF YOU CAN'T MAKE THE PORTERS GO ON THEN I WILL! TEN THOUSAND FEET! WHAT DO YOU WANT UP HERE SO BAD DULIN THAT THE LIVES OF THESE NATIVES MEAN NOTHING TO YOU. RIVETS— WILDDOGS MUST BE ON LEASH! I'll HELP YOU, MOM. I'll TAKE YOUR CLOTHES, UNE DOWN FOR YOU... W-WHAT? OW/ FIN STEVIE RED RYDER— THERE-I'VE STOPPED TH'BLOOD FROM THAT BULLET I STOPPED! I'M WEAK--SLEEP TILL SUN-UP! Z-Z-Z-Z... I'LL TIE TH'HORSES TAP FIRE ON FOOT A WOUNDED RYDER CALCESCAPE US! by Frank V. Martinek GRATITUDE... MY BENEFACTOR! WHO----? REST QUIETLY. I AM ONE WHO HAS-ER-- A CERTAIN REGARD FOR YOU, SIRE! JOHN JORDAN 10-7 by Leonard Samsome YES, MR. MURPHY? BY LEN KLEIS OK- WHAT DYA GET? WAIT A MINUTE- ILL SEE. ONE COAT HANGER? BUFFALO BILL— HER BREATHING IS STILL HEAVY.... SHE MAY LIVE! BUT CAN WE MOVE HER OUT OF HERE? IF WE DON'T GET HER OUT OF HERE SHE WOULD BREATHE FOR LONG... AND NEITHER WILL WE... THE BERRYS— PETER! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HAMBURGERS THAT WERE IN THE REFRIGERATOR! OH! OH! I HAD PLANNED ON USING THEM FOR JACKIES AND MY LUNCH! BUT HOME I DIDN'T TOUGH ONE! WILLIE— MOM! D'YOU LOVE ME? WHY, OF COURSE, WILLIE! YOU'RE MORE PRECIOUS TO ME THAN ANYTHING! ANYTHING? MORE THAN MONEY? OK- WHAT DYA GET? WAIT A MINUTE- ILL SEE! ONE COAT HANGER by Lank Leonard YEAH! GEE, I ONLY HOPE UNCLE PHIL REALIZES THAT HE DID IT JUST BY LUCK—BUT I SUPPOSE I'M HOPIN' FOR TOO MUCH! I FOLLOWED YOU ALL THE WAY AROUND, SHERIFF—and YOU CERTAINLY HIT SOME AMAZING SHOTS! WELL, I REALLY NAD TO! THIS IS A VERY DIFFICULT COURSE—and THEY TOUGHENED IT UP FOR THIS TOURNAMENT! by Carl Ryman ALFRED GOT IN EARLY TONIGHT—HE SAYS THERE WAS A POWER FAILURE OVER AT HIS GIRL'S HOUSE, AND THERE WAS NO SENSE SITTING AROUND IN THE DARK DOING NOTHING! by Oliver Passingham HOUSAND FEET! WHAT I WANT UP HERE SO BADLY THAT THE LIVES OF THESE LIVES MEAN NOTHING TO YOU. PERHAPS I MERELY WANT TO SATISFY MY CURIOSITY ABOUT THE LOST WORLD WILLIE— MOM! DID YOU LOVE ME? WHY, OF COURSE WILLIE! YOU'RE MORE PRECIOUS TO ME THAN ANYTHING! ANYTHING? MORE THAN MONEY? MORE THAN MONEY! LITTLE MARY MIXUP— MOM—OUR PAPER IS OUT AND... LOTS OF GIRLS CALLED UP—they're VERY ANGRY. WOODY WOODPECKER— UPHILL DEPARTMENT STORE 10-7:53 SUPERMAN— WELL, THE KIDS ARE GONE—EH? WHY, THAT'S SHERIFF McMACK, OF METROPOLIS COUNTY AND HIS PET BLOODHOUNDS—COMING THIS WAY! AFTER SOMEONES SHERIFF? by Oliver Passingham HOUSAND FEET! WHAT I WANT UP HERE SO BADLY THAT THE LIVES OF THESE LIVES MEAN NOTHING TO YOU. PERHAPS I MERELY WANT TO SATISFY MY CURIOUSITY ABOUT THE LOST WORLD by George Sixta I'll help you, Mom. I'll take your clothes line down for you... W-WHAT ON! FINE STEVIE! by Fred Harman I'll tie the horses near the fire on foot and wounded Ryder can't escape us! IF YOU WERE NOT SUCH A COWARD, YOU'D TRAIL him now! I'll get him come sunrise, baby! SUPERMAN— WELL, THE KIDS ARE GONE--EH? WHY, THAT'S SHERIFF McMACK, OF METROPOLIS COUNTY, AND HIS PET BLOODHOUNDS---COMING THIS WAY! AFTER SOMEONES SHERIFF? JOE PALOOKA— I SEE BY THE PAPER THAT DODO IS LEAVING FOR EUROPE AND TAKING ALONG A FEW CLOSE FRIENDS FOR COMPANY... SHE'S TAKING WHICH HAS BEEN 7TH ROUND, GRIFE SHE W AROUND...UN THE SAINT— YOU WANT ME TO LOAD THIS ON THE BLUE HERON? NOT THE TRUCK, CAPTAIN. ONLY THE LUMBER. I JUST IT! Wednesday, October 7, 1953 ANAHEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN — $ by Fred Meagher IF WE DON'T GET HER OUT OF HERE SHE WOY BREATHE FOR LONG... AND NEITHER WILL WE... ONCE THE MEDICINE MAN AND HIS GUARD ARE MISSED IN THE SIOUX CAMP... ...WE'LL HAVE A MOB OF 'EM AFTER OUR SCALPS! WHAT? THAT WOULD MEAN MY SON WOULD BE RAISED A SIOUX!... NEVER!... HE'LL DIE FIRST! by Carl Grubert HAD PLANNED ON USING THEM OR JACKES AND MY LUNCH! BUT, HONEY. I DIDN'T TOUCH ONE! THERE WERE FOUR OF THEM LEFT OVER FROM LAST NIGHTS DINNER AND NOW THERE IS ONLY ONE! WELL...THAT'S THE ONE I DIDN'T TOUCH! by McEvoy and Striebel ANYTHING? MORE THAN MONEY? MORE THAN MONEY! MORE THAN...ER... THE...AH...T.W. SET? HMM? THE DECISIONS A MOTHER HAS TO MAKE! by McEvoy and Striebel ANYTHING? MORE THAN MONEY? MORE THAN MONEY! MORE THAN...ER... THE...AH..TW. SET? HMM? THE DECISIONS A MOTHER HAS TO MAKE! by R. M. Brinkerhoff IN YOUR WRITE-UP OF THE CLASS DANCE, YOU DESCRIBED YOUR OWN DRESS BEAUTIFULLY THEN YOU WROTE: BETTY MORE LAST YEARS VELVET AND DORIS HAD ON YEAR-BEFORE LAST'S BLUE SILK AND SO ON...THAT'S AWFUL! I TUST WROTE THE FACTS LIKE THE EDITOR TOLD ME NOW EVERYBODY'S MAD AT ME! ANSWER THE PHONE-SOME OTHER GIRL WANTS TO BAWL YOU OUT! by Walter Lants KNICKLEHEAD PLUMBING CO. by Wayne Boring AFTER SOMEONE, SHERIFF? YUP! JEWEL THIEF, SUPERMAN! NAME OF JIMMY THE GEM! MADE A BIG HAUL FROM A JEWELRY STORE IN TOWN THIS MORNING! BUT MY DOGS ARE ON HIS TRAIL... HMM...THAT'S FUNNY! THEY'VE COME TO A DEAD STOP--RIGHT HERE! by Wayne Boring AFTER SOMEONE, SHERIFF? YUP! JEWEL THIEF, SUPERMAN! NAME OF JIMMY THE GEM! MADE A BIG HAUL FROM A JEWELRY STORE IN TOWN THIS MORNING! BUT MY DOGS ARE ON HIS TRAIL... HMM...THAT'S FUNNY! THEY'VE COME TO A DEAD STOP--RIGHT HERE! SHE'S TAKING THEM ON HER YACHT WHICH HAS BEEN RE-CHRISTENED "THE DOOD." I SUPPOSE IN HER GRIFE SHE WANTS FRIENDS AROUND...UH, DON'T YOU? OH MY...IT SAYS HER FATHER IS SUING HER FOR HALF THE FORTUNE...HE CLAIMS HE GAVED UP HIS CAREER TO HELP HERS...OH JOZZ...STOP LAUGHING SO HARD...YOU'LL BREAK A RIB. by Ham Fisher BY Leslie Charteris WANT ME DID THIS THE BLUE RON? NOT THE TRUCK, MY DEAR CAPTAIN. ONLY THE LUMBER. I JUST BOUGHT IT! WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING TO DO--BUILD AN ARK ON THE WAY? I SHALL EXPLAIN AT THE PROPER TIME. MEANWHILE, YOUR ORDERS ARE TO PUT THAT WOOD ON BOARD! LESLIE, CHARTERIS JOHN SPRANGER