anaheim-bulletin 1953-10-28

DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY BADU, AS CHIEF OF THE ASSASSIN'S, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST! MEANWHILE COME ALONG, YOU TWO PIPE LINE SABOTEURS! DIXIE DUGAN— IF LITTLE PAM IS RIGHT FOR THE PART SHE DESERVES IT, NO MATTER WHAT HER MOTHER HAS DONE! I'll DO IT—I'll TEST HER— GET HER UP ON THIS DIALOGUE—I'll GIVE HER JUST ENOUGH FOOTAGE TO SEE HOW SHE CUTS THE CELLULOID— YES, SIR— AND, MISS DUGAN—BE QUIET ABOUT IT—IF THE KID CLICKS I WANT AN EXCLUSIVE CONTRACT BEFORE THE OTHER BOYS IN THE BUSINESS GET TO HER— VIRGIL— WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GOING? CALIFORNIA YEAH! HOW FAR IS CALIFORNIA, FREDDIE? THREE THOUSAND SIX HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-NINE MILES HOT DOG WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GOING? CALIFORNIA YEAH! HOW FAR IS CALIFORNIA, PREDIE? THREE THOUSAND SIX HUNDRED AND SEVENTY NINE MILES MICKEY FINN— MAYBE WE OUGHT TO GO OVER TO FAREWELL POINT AFTER SUPPER, MICKEY-AND JONN THE HUNT FOR LOUE! OH NO, TOM! I'M SURE UNCLE PHIL HAS FOUND HIM BY THIS TIME —ESPECIALLY SINCE THE POLICE WERE HELPING! HE'S NOT AT ANY OF THE ROOMIN' HOUSES -EITHER? NO, SHERIFF! WE'VE DECIDED NOW THAT HE'S STAYIN' WITH SOME GUY HE KNOWS! WE'LL SEE HIM AROUND TOWN IN THE MORNING —AND HAVE HUM CALL YOU! I-I HATE TO GO HOME WITHOUT SEEIN'HIM, WILLIE! YOU MUST KNOW MOST OF HIS FRIENDS—WHICH ONE WOULD HE HAVE BEEN MOST LIKELY TO GO TO? HMM—ID YAY WRITEY 'MOSK! THEY USED TO CADDY TOGETHER—and I KNOW LOUE LIVES HIM A LOT! ALFRED— CANDID PHOTOS 25¢ ALFRED SAYS HE'S NOT COHELPING A POOR YOUNG THROUGH LESLIE SHANE— DULIN, CAN YOU HEAR ME? WERE READY TO MAKE A DEAL WITH YOU ... ...THE TREASURES WHERE YOU'LL NEVER GET IT ALONE! WELL DO A FOUR-WAY SPLIT — ON MY TERMS! LESLIE SHANE— PULIN, CAN YOU HEAR ME? WE'RE READY TO MAKE A DEAL WITH YOU ... THE TREASURE'S WHERE YOU'LL NEVER GET IT ALONE! WE'LL DO A FOUR-WAY SPLIT — ON MY TERMS! RIVETS— RED RYDER— HER STOLEN SILVER IS ABOUT BURIED! I'VE GOT TO DYSARM HER QUICK! TH' HOLE IS FILLIN' UP 100 FAST! I'D BETTER GET IN THERE AND STACK THAT SILVER! SEE FOR YOURSELF! I'LL LOOK BUT STAND BACK! YOU'RE NOT GRABBIN' MY GUN! by Frank V. Martinek COME ALONG, YOU TWO PIPE LINE SABOTEURS! INFIDEL! YOU'LL DIE FOR THIS! WE'RE BADUS MEN! JUST STICK TO THAT STORY, OLD BOY, AND YOU'LL GET REAL JUSTICE! JOHN JORDAN 10-28 by Leonard Samsome AND, MISS DUGAN— QUIET ABOUT IT— THE KID CLICKS I WANT AN EXCLUSIVE CONTRACT BEFORE HE OTHER BOYS THE BUSINESS IT TO HER— ROGER BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE AN ACTRESS NOW—GRANNY DUGAN IS TEACHING ME HOW TO BAKE A CAKE! BUT—BUT, LITTLE PAM— by Len Kleis HOT DOG! HOW FAR, IS IT NOW? FREDDIE! BUFFALO BILL— WHY IS IT... THE BIGGEST, GREATEST WARRIOR OF THE SIoux IS WHIPPED BY HIS OWN SQUAWS? HUH? YEAH, WHY? IT IS NOT GOOD FOR WARRIOR TO HIT SQUAWS BUT TIME HAS COME TO TAKE COMMAND! THE BERRYS— DADDY, IT'S RAINING! SO WHAT? REMEMBER, MAMA SAID IT WOULD LAST NIGHT...HOW DID SHE KNOW WOMEN ARE GIFTED WITH A SIXTH SENSE! WILLIE— F'GOSH SAKES, PAM! HURRY! WE'LL NEVER MAKE TH' FIRST SHOW! BE RIGHT DOWN, WILLIE... IMPUTTING ON MY FACE. by Len Kiesa HOT DOS! HOW FAR IS IT NOW! FREDDIE! by Lank Leonard I HATE TO GO COME WITHOUT IN' HIM, WILLIE! MUST KNOW MOST THIS FRIENDS—WHICH WOULD HE HAVE ENEMOST LIKELY TO GO TO? HMM—I'D SAY WRITEY YOSKI! TREY USED TO CADDY TOGETHER AND I KNOW LOUIE LIKES HIM A LOT! WELL, I'M SORRY TO HAVE TROUBLED YOU, WHITEY." THAT'S OKAY! TRY BRUESKA! LOUIE LIKES HIM, TOO! by Carl Ryman LFRED SAYS HE'S NOT CONCEITED—HE WAS MERELY HELPING A POOR YOUNG GIRL PAY HER WAY THROUGH COLLEGE! by Oliver Passingham THE TREASURE'S WHERE NEVER GET IT ALONE! DO A FOUR-WAY PLIT — ON MY TERMS! TREASURE? TREASURE? WILLIE— F'GOSH SAKES, PAM! HURRY! WELL NEVER MAKE TH' FIRST SHOW! BE RIGHT DOWN, WILLIE... IM PUTTING ON MY FACE. LITTLE MARY MIXUP— UM-M---EATS --AND I'M HUNGRY ANOTHER PIECE OF THIS CAKE WOULDN'T HURT WOODY WOODPECKER— HALL OF MIRRORS HA,HA! HEY TACKHAMMER! I'M BIG AND YOUR SMALL! HA,HA,HA! LOOK AT THAT! SUPERMAN— WHAT IS THIS MEETING OF THE MOONS, ZYRA—and WHY IS IT CONSIDERED SO ROMANTIC? PERHAPS, YOU'LL UNDERSTAND IN A FEW MOMENTS, SUPERMAN... by Oliver Passingham TREASURE? TREASURE? by George Sixta by Fred Harman I'LL LOOK, BUT STAND BACK! YOU'RE NOT GRABBIN' MY GUN! I FIGURED THAT SAND BANK WOULD CAVE IN! HELP! SUPERMAN— WHAT IS THIS MEETING OF THE MOONS, ZYRA-- AND WHY IS IT CONSIDERED SO ROMANTIC? PERHAPS YOU'LL UNDERSTAND IN A FEW MOMENTS, SUPERMAN... THERE THE COME NOW... TWO MOONS JOE PALOOKA— I WISH I'D NEVER GOTTEN INTO THIS POSING, DEAR. I FEEL SILLY. OH, IT WON'T TAKE HER LONG, DEAR SHE SAYS SHE WORKS VERY FAST. HEY...WHERE YA GONN'T I WAS COMAN' OUT TGETCHA, CMON OUT AN' PLAY SOME GOLF. THE SAINT— I TOLD HER YOU WERE BUSY, EXCELLENCY, BUT SHE INSISTED. BRING ME THE TELEPHONE, IDIO Wednesday, October 28, 1953 ANAHEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN — 11 by Fred Meagher IS NOT GOOD FOR WARROR TO HIT MUAWS BUT TIME IS COME TO TAKE COMMAND! HE'S GONE CRAZY! THAT BLUE BIRD!... SHE'S HAS HIM DOIN' WHAT HE SHOULD HAVE DONE YEARS AGO! by Carl Grubert MEMBER, MAMA SAID IT WOULD ST NIGHT...HOW DID SHE KNOW? WOMEN ARE GIFTED WITH A SIXTH SENSE! SHE PROBABLY GOT A TWINGE OF RHEUMATISM, OR MAYBE HER PET CORN GAVE HER THE SIGNAL, OR... MAYBE I READ THE FORECAST IN THE EVENING PAPER! by McEvoy and Striebel RIGHT DOWN, WILLIE...PUTTING ON MY FACE. NOW WHERE IS WILLIE? HERE I AM... I PUT ON MY, FACE! by McEvoy and Striebel RIGHT DOWN, WILLIE...PUTTING ON MY FACE. NOW WHERE IS WILLIE? HERE I AM... I PUT ON MY FACE! by R. M. Brinkerheff ANOTHER PIECE OF THIS CAKE WOULDN'T HURT E-OW! DAD! -THE IDEA! -THE CAKE AND THINGS WERE FOR MARY'S CLUB MEETING TODAY -AND YOU WENT AND MESSED UP EVERYTHING! BAW-W BAW-W by Walter Lanis HA,HA,HA! LOOK AT THAT! OH, THIS KILLS ME! LOOK AT THAT HORSEFACE! by Wayne Boring by Wayne Boring THERE THEY COME NOW...OUR TWO MOONS. THEY NOT ONLY HAVE A "MAN" IN THE MOON HERE... THEY HAVE A "GIRL" IN THE MOON TOO--REVOLVING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION! THEY'VE COME TOGETHER... THEY'RE KISSING! NOW WE CAN GET MARRIED, SUPERMAN DARLING. WHAT-?? TAKE DEAR SHE EVER HEY...WHERE YA GON'T I WAS COMIN' OUT TOGETHA. CMON OUT AN' PLAY SOME GOLF. CAN'T, DARN IT! PERFECT WEATHER TOO! I HAVE TO GET OVER TO TOWN. LATER. MISS DEEGON... PARIS CALLING YOU...A MONSOOR ARMAND FLOORN... FLOORNWA... I THINK... TELL HUM I'M NOT IN. SAY IT'S A WRONG NUMBER! by Leslie Charteris BRING ME THE TELEPHONE, IDIOT! YOU WILL EXCUSE ME BUT THIS IS A PRIVATE CALL! SURE! WHAT WAS THAT NUMBER SHE HAD YOU CALL? I DON'T REMEMBER... BUT WHOEVER ANSWERED SAID "SECRETARYO DEL PRESIDENTE!"