anaheim-bulletin 1954-06-16

DON WINSLOW OF THE NAVY— SLICK, I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU OUR TOP SECRET. ...FIVE LEFT...TWO RIGHT. AM HERE IT IS. NOW I'LL SWING IT OPEN. LOOK... HE'S BREATHING! DIXIE DUGAN— PA! GIVE ME THAT! "MY DEAREST DARLING ONE" I'LL FINISH IT! VIRGIL— I'D LIKE TO SEE SOMETHING IN WALL PAPER FOR A CHILD'S ROOM YES SIR HERE IS ONE OF OUR NEWEST PATTERNS--VERY SWEET AND DELICATE BUT THAT'S TOO FEMININE UNMPH... YOU WANT SOMETHING FOR A BOY'S ROOM- THIS WAY MICKEY FINN— MICKEY FINN— IT'S LATE, PHIL—I'M GON'T TO CLOSE UP FOR THE NIGHT! HMM! TIME SURE DOES FLY! WELL, I'LL WAIT AND WALK HOME WITH YOU! I DON'T KNOW, PHIL—BUYING OUT LOUIE'S INTEREST IN THAT HORSE, PAYING HIS FARE UP FROM FLORIDA, AND NOW PUTTING HIM ON YOUR PAYROLL—JUST TO HAVE HIM AS YOUR PRIVATE CADDY—I'M AFRAID YOU'RE LOSING YOUR MIND! HA! YOU WON'T THINK SO, CLANCY —WHEN I WIN THE STATE CHAMPIONSHIP NEXT FALL! THE JACKSON TWINS IT'S THE WHEEL! HIVA, PEG! I HEARD THERE WAS A BUNCH OVER HERE? GOT ROOM FOR TWO MORE? WHO'S THE PRETTY, WHEEL? THIS IS MOUSE JACKSON, THE SILENT TWIN! IF SHE SEEMS QUIET IT'S JUST BECAUSE SHE'S THINKING UP SOMETHING TO SAY! SEB, SHE'S HAVING ONE OF HER QUIET SPELLS RIGHT NOW! THE POOR THIN HOW'D SHE EVEN GET WITH HIM? OOOH, THAT WHEEL CAN BE A HEEL. LESLIE SHANE— Beginning a new Lesley Shane story: THE MAN WHO NEVER DEGUMING A NEW LESLEY SHAWE STORY: THE MAN WHO NEVER RIVETS— GO AWAY, RIVETS... THIS IS AN OLD-FASHIONED HAMMOCK... YOU WOULDN'T KNOW HOW I GET IN...! HEY, RIVETS! BRING ME THE COMIC SECTION... RED RYDER— PUT OUT THAT TORCH, YOU FOOL! WE CAN'T TAKE CHANCES BURNIN' THIS FOREST! WITH TH' WIND BLOWIN' LIKE IT IS AN' WITHOUT HOGSSES TGIT AWAY, WE MIGHT GIT CAUGHT IN TH' FIRE OURSELVES! I COME AWFUL CLOSE T' KILLIN' A MAN, RED! by Frank V. Martinek LOOK... HE'S BREATHING! by McEvoy and Striebel HOW I LONG TO CARES YOU—TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE NEAR—GOODNESS—THIS IS ONE I GOT FROM PA—GIVE ME THAT! by Len Klels YOU WANT ETHING FOR A Y'S ROOM—IS WAY GUARANTEED NOT TO SHOW THE SOIL. by Lank Leonard BUFFALO BILL— HE DOESN'T SUSPECT WE CAN THROW... AND IT'S CAYUSE THE BERRYS— PETER... DO YOU THINK THIS OUTPUT WOULD LOOK ALL RIGHT ON THE GOLF COURSE? WILLIE— ANOTHER FAILURE IN SPELLING, WILLIE! AREN'T YOU GOOD A ANYTHING? LITTLE MARY MIXUP— by Lank Leonard HA! YOU WON'T TAINK SO, CLANCY —WHEN I WIN THE STATE CHAMPIONSHIP NEXT FALL! WELL, THINK IT OVER, LOUIE—and CALL ME TOMORROW MORNING! I'll BE HERE UNTIL NOON! OKAY, GOVERNOR! by Dick Brooks THE POOR THING! HOWD SHE EVER GET WITH HIM? OOOH, THAT WHEEL CAN BE A HEEL! I'll BE BACK IN A MINUTE, JILL! I'll BET HE WILL! SHE'LL BE ALONE THE REST OF THE NIGHT! by Oliver Passingham HO NEVER GAME BACK! YES! I SAW HARRY JARROLD THAT MORNING! DELIVERED A REGISTERED LETTER AT No 97 THERE WAS A HEAD OF LIQUAGE IN LITTLE MARY MIXUP— TOO BAD I'M WORRIED ABOUT MY GARDEN—FIRST IT WAS TOO DRY-NOW IT'S GETTING TOO MUCH RAIN. MY GARDEN DOING FINE—YOU HAVE TO BE SCIENTIFIC ABOUT IT—IT WAS TOO I SQUIRTED OR WAIT ON IT WOODY WOODPECKER— THOSE SCHRIVELED PLANTS DON'T COVER MUCH OF THE FIREPLACE! HMM... SUPERMAN— THAT WAITER WHO DROPPED A FATAL POISON INTO CLARK'S WATER GLASS MUST HAVE SLIPPED OUT THROUGH THE REAR OF THE RESTAURANT—BUT I CAN'T SPOT HIM WITHIN TEN BLOCKS OF THE PLACE NOW! NO NEVER CAME BACK! YES! I SAW HARRY JARROLD THAT MORNING! DELIVERED A REGISTERED LETTER AT N° 97 THERE WAS A HEAP OF LUXGAGE IN THE HALL—I SUPPOSED HED COME BACK FROM A BUSINESS TRIP, NOT THAT HE WAS GOING FOR GOOD! by George Sixta by Fred Harman THAT WAITER WHO DROPPED A FATAL POISON INTO CLARK'S WATER GLASS MUST HAVE SLIPPED OUT THROUGH THE REAR OF THE RESTAURANT—BUT I CAN'T SPOT HIM WITHIN TEN BLOCKS OF THE PLACE NOW! WAIT! RO TO SEE! O THREATE INTO HI RESPONSE ABOUT MAKE JOE PALOOKA— TRANSLATION HE SHOULD BE DEAD NOW...BUT HE ISN'T! LET ME SMELL...HIS CUP...SNIFFS! PUT MORE POISON IN! IT MAY BE WEAK...LET ME SMELL...SNIFFF! FANTASTIC! IT NEVER FAILS... THE SAINT— IF I MAY SAY SO, SIR, I'M STILL SERVING YOU, AND I'VE PUSHED YOUR WHEEL CHAIR, BUT I LOST BOTH MY LEGS IN THE LAST WAR! Wednesday, June 16, 1954 ANAHEIM (Cal.) BULLETIN — 11 by Fred Meagher AND IT'S OVER HIS CAYUSE'S NECK! SO LOOK WHAT HAPPENS!!! by Carl Grubert DO YOU THINK THIS OUTFIT WOULD LOOK ALL RIGHT ON THE GOLF COURSE? I'll SAY THIS MUCH FOR IT, IT GIVES YOU A NICE FRESH LOOK... AND SO WILL ALL THE MEN! by Leonard Samsome AREN'T YOU GOOD AT ANYTHING? CERT.N.Y. ...I'M TH' NEIGHBORHOOD MARBLES CHAMP! by R. M. Brinkerhoff MY GARDEN IS DOING FINE—BUT YOU HAVE TO BE SCIENTIFIC ABOUT IT—WHEN IT WAS TOO DRY, I SQUIRTED LOTS OF WATER ON IT AND NOW THAT IT RAINS TOO MUCH--- LOOK! by Walter Lants by Wayne Boring ER--THAT IS...PROVIDED I CAN PROVE HE HIRED THE WAITER WHO POISONED CLARK! MUSTN'T LOSE MY HEAD JUST BECAUSE I'M SO EMBARRASSED ABOUT BEING MURDERED! WAIT! R.C. BORKUM'S THE MAN TO SEE! ONLY YESTERDAY, HE THREATENED CLARK FOR NOSING INTO HIS AFFAIRS! IF HE'S ER--THAT IS...PROVIDED I CAN PROVE HE HIRED THE WAITER WHO POISONED CLARK! MUSTN'T LOSE MY HEAD JUST BECAUSE I'M SO EMBARRASSED ABOUT BEING MURDERED! WAIT! R.G. BORKUM'S THE MAN TO SEE! ONLY YESTERDAY, HE THREATENED CLARK FOR NOSING INTO HIS AFFAIRS! IF HE'S RESPONSIBLE FOR MY DILEMMA ABOUT CLARK'S DYING--I'll MAKE HIM SWEAT! P.C. BORKUM INTERNATIONAL IMPORTS by Ham Fisher IT IS AS I SAID...VERY GOOD POISON...EVEN THE SMELL KILLS! YOU ARE VERREE SLEEPEE...AHA...EET WORKEENG... NO HUM...SCUSE ME. by Leslie Charteris Y SAY SO, SIR, I'M RVING YOU, AND ED YOUR WHEEL BUT I LOST MY LEGS IN LAST WAR! AND I'M NO BEAUTY, MA'AM, BUT HE MARRIED ME! HE SAYS HES SEEN SO MANY GLAMOR GIRLS WHERE HE'S WORKED HE LIKES ME BECAUSE I'M DIFFERENT! AND I SUPPOSE I SHOULD SETTLE FOR A SEEING-EYE DOG! WELL, I'M DEEF AND I SETTLED FOR THIS!