anaheim-bulletin 1954-05-27

14 — ANAHEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN Thursday, May 27, 1954 DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY— HOLD IT TIGRESS! -YOU BLUNDERING FOOL! DIXIE DUGAN— HAVE YOU CHECKED RAILROAD STATIONS AND BUS DEPOTS? I DIDN'T BECAUSE SHE'S BEEN WAITING AROUND TOWN FOR HER HUSBAND IF SHE'S THE KIND OF SPIRITED GAL YOU SAY SHE IS, MAYBE SHE DECIDED SHE'S WAITED LONG ENOUGH AND IS GIVING HIM THE "AIR" SPEAKING OF AIR -WE FORGOT ABOUT THE AIRPORT! VIRGIL— WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP HERE, VIRGIL? JUST SITTIN' AND LISTENING TO THE WIND WHAT DOES IT SAY? IT SAYS... MICKEY FINN— I SEE SERGEANT HALLIGAN IS THERE, TOO! YEAH! THERE'S NO CHANCE OF PHIL GUMMING IT UP! WE CAME ALL THE WAY OUT HERE FOR NOTHING! THE GOVERNOR IS AGAIN TALKING TO SHERIFF FINN — I BELIEVE THEY ARE ABOUT TO START FOR THE EXIT GATE NOW! PERKINS IS STILL HANDCUFFED TO THE SHERIFF — OH, I-I WISH IT WAS ALL OVER, FLOSSIE! WELL, THERE'S NO DANGER OF ANY TROUBLE NOW, MRS. FINN! ALFRED— GEE, UNCLE ALFRED—HERE COME A WHOLE LOTTA PEOPLE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THE PIGS, I BETCHA! ARE YOU GONNA HIDE YOURSELF, UNCLE ALFRED? WHY, CERTAINLY, ALFRED, YOU CAN USE MY APARTMENT FOR AN EMERGENCY—GO RIGHT OVER! LESLIE SHANE— SOMEONE MUST HAVE CHANGED THE SOUND TIES FOR OLD ROTTEN ONES! THEY MUST HAVE MEANT TO MURDER ME. I FEEL QUITE FAINT WHEN I THINK OF MY ESCAPE! A MIRACLE THAT THIS ROTTEN WOOD STOOD THE WEIGHT OF MY OWN CAR. SOMEONE MUST HAVE CHANGED THE SOUND TIES FOR OLD ROTTEN ONES! THEY MUST HAVE MEANT TO MURDER ME. I FEEL QUITE FAINT WHEN I THINK OF MY ESCAPE! A MIRACLE THAT THIS ROTTEN WOOD STOOD THE WEIGHT OF MY OWN CAR. RIVETS— THAT'S A DOGGIE... HE GOES BOW WOW! NOW-WHAT DOES THE DOGGIE SAY? BOW WOW? THAT'S RIGHT! BOW WOW! BOW WOW! RED RYDER— I KNEW YOU'D GOME RED! THAT SHOULT DRAW BREEDY AWAY ILL HAVE YOU LOOSE IN A MINUTE SAM! RED RYDER NEEDS HORSES + PRONTO! by Frank V. Martinek BOP JOHN JONESMAN 5:27 BY FRANK V. MARTINEK BY McEvoy and Striebel SPEAKING OF AIR WE FORGOT ABOUT THE AIRPORT! YOU CHECK THERE-- I'll HANDLE THE REST— FLY—BUT NOT OVER THE LIMIT, LASSIE— BY Len Kleis IT SAYS... SISESS, ZZ-ING, SHHHH IS PHIZZZZ, COOLL SIGHHHH-H- TRANSLATED OF COURSE, THAT MEANS WOOSH! I DIDN'T KNOW IT HAD A MEANING— SAN... THAT'S REMARKABLE! BUFFALO BILL— I HATE THE FORT! MY FATHER WAS TRAPPER DAN! WHEN HE WAS DYING, HE SAID BUFFALO BILL WILL ALWAYS LOOK AFTER ME! THE BERRYS— YOU'RE A HALF HOUR LATE! DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO COME STRAIGHT HOME FROM SCHOOL? AND DIDN'T I TELL YOU WALK ON THE SIDEWA NOT IN THE MUD PU WILLIE— MMM... FRESH BLUEBERRY PIE! LET'S HAVE SOME! CAN'T, MAGGI... ...I PROMISED MOM KEEP HANDS OFF! IT SAYS... MAGGIE, SISSSS, ZZ-ING, SHHHHIS PHIZZZZ, GOODL SIGHHHHTRANSLATED OF COURSE, THAT MEANS WOOSH! I DON'T KNOW IT HAD A MEANING-- SAN... THAT'S REMARKABLE! by Lank Leonard WELL, THERE'S NO DANGER OF ANY TROUBLE NOW, MRS. FINN! MY CAR IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE TERMINAL, PHIL! SO ILL SAY GOOD-BYE TO YOU NOW! GOOD-BYE, GOVERNOR! I CERTAINLY APPRECIATE YOU COMIN' DOWN! IT MADE THIS A DAY ILL NEVER FORGET! by Carl Ryman WHY, CERTAINLY, ALFRED, YOU CAN USE MY DEPARTMENT FOR AN EMERGENCY—GO RIGHT OVER! by Oliver Passingham WELL, BOGEY — DID I EXAGGERATE THE DANGER TO ALL OF US? BE SENSIBLE! TELL ME ALL YOU KNOW ABOUT THE MASTERMIND. YOU TELL ME MISS SHAHE —YOU'RE THE DETECTIVE! WELLE MMM... FRESH BLUEBERRY PIE! LET'S HAVE SOME! CAN'T, MAGGI... ...I PROMISED MOM KEEP HANDS OFF! LITTLE MARY MIXUP— OH-OH!--ANOTHERONE!--IT'S HARD TO SEPARATE THE YOLKS FROM THE WHITES MAYBE I JUST MAKE ANGEL-FOOD WOODY WOODPECKER— WAKE UP, CUDDLES... YOU'RE BLOCKIN' PROGRESS! SUPERMAN— THAT CHARACTER WHO THINKS HE'S ME MAY NOT BE ABLE TO FLY BY HMSELF, BUT THIS AIR-CUSHION I'M CREATING SHOULD HELP HIM.TURN THE TRICK! WELL, BOGEY — DID I EXAGGERATE THE DANGER TO ALL OF US? BE SENSIBLE! TELL ME ALL YOU KNOW ABOUT THE MASTERMIND. YOU TELL ME MISS SHANE — YOU'RE THE DETECTIVE! by George Sixta BOW WOW! WOOF! by Fred Harman OH-H! SUPERMAN— THAT CHARACTER WHO THINKS HE'S ME MAY NOT BE ABLE TO FLY BY HIMSELF, BUT THIS AIR-CUSHION I'M CREATING SHOULD HELP HIM. TURN THE TRICK! JOE PALOOKA— THERE VA ARE YORE ON GOOD AN' TIGHT. OUGHTA BE A HOSSPITAL IN TH' NEX' TOWN... RILLAX. AMBERIKANSKY DAWK.ME KEEL !? THE SAINT— I'M LIEUT. BAKER FROM HEADQUARTERS, MR. JAKES, AND THIS IS THE POLICE PSYCHIATRIST, DR. TRAUM, WHICH OF US WOULD YOU RATHER TALK TO FIRST? MY FATHER WAS TRAPPER DAN! WHEN HE WAS DYING HE SAID BUFFALO BILL WILL ALWAYS LOOK AFTER ME! ...WHERE BUFFALO BILL GOES I GO! ALL RIGHT! YOU NEEDN'T BITE MY HEAD OFF! THE NEXT MORNING THE SQUADRON PULLS OUT FOR THE FORT: ANY LAST MESSAGE FOR THE GENERAL? TELL HIM THE PIEGANS JOINING CRAZY HORSE MEANS AN ATTACK!...I'LL TRY TO FIND OUT WHERE! AND DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO WALK ON THE SIDEWALK AND NOT IN THE MUD PUDDLES? THEN WHAT DOES THAT MUD ALL OVER YOUR SHOES MEAN? TROUBLE, I GUESS! ...I PROMISED MOM I'D KEEP HANDS OFF! OH? A PROMISE IS A PROMISE! ...I PROMISED MOM I'D KEEP HANDS OFF! OH? A PROMISE IS A PROMISE! MAYBE I JUST CAN'T MAKE ANGEL-FOOD CAKE WHY, MARY! - I THOUGHT YOU PLANNED TO MAKE AN ANGEL-FOOD CAKE FOR DINNER I DID - BUT, I DECIDED TO HAVE SCRAMBLED EGGS INSTEAD BY WALTER LANTZ CUDDLES! WAKE UP! OH, WHAT'S THE USE! BY WAYNE BORING I--I'M REALLY DOING IT! I--I'M FLYING! IT--IT JUST CAME OVER ME LIKE THAT! IT--IT MUST BE MY UNCONSCIOUS DIRECTING ME! OH--OH... WE'RE HEADING STRAIGHT FOR THE GARAGE WALL AND I--I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP! I--I ONLY HOPE MY UNCONSCIOUS KNOWS WHAT TO DO NOW!! by Wayne Boring I--I'M REALLY DOING IT! I--I'M FLYING! IT--IT JUST CAME OVER ME LIKE THAT! IT--IT MUST BE MY UNCONSCIOUS DIRECTING ME! OH--OH... WE'RE HEADING STRAIGHT FOR THE GARAGE WALL AND I--I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STOP! I--I ONLY HOPE MY UNCONSCIOUS KNOWS WHAT TO DO NOW!! SHORE MAKES A LOTTA NOISE. TOH TOH... I'LL HAFTA TAKE SOME A TH' STUFF OUT AN' PUT 'M INSIDE. FORE FELLER'S HISTORICUL. LIEUT. BAKER FROM QUARTERS, MR. JAKES, THIS IS THE POLICE MATRIST, DR. TRAUM. OF US WOULD YOU THER TALK TO FIRST? IF THAT OLD GOAT THINKS HE CAN PROVE I'M NUTS, HE NEEDS A PSYCHIATRIST! I'VE ALREADY BEEN TO TWO OF THE BEST IN TOWN, AND THEY'RE READY TO SWEAR I'M SANE! ALL I'VE SAID IS THAT I THINK ANYONE WHO WANTS TO BE KILLED HAS A RIGHT TO BE, AND I'D BE GLAD TO DO IT FOR 'EM. I'M JUST ECCENTRIC--AND THAT ISN'T A CRIME, EITHER!