anaheim-bulletin 1955-07-18

MICKEY FINN— LOUIE IS AT THE GOLF CLUB FACTORY ALL DAY—and THEN AT NIGHT HE WORKS HERE! H-HE DOESN'T GO CADDYIN' ANY MORE? CADDYIN'? HUH-I SHOULD SAY NOT! HE'S A BIG SHOT NOW, MISTER! HE'S GOT SIX GUYS WORKING' FOR HUM AT THE FACTORY! HIS T-THAT S-SO? W-WHERE IS THE FACTORY? HE SAID STREET—IT MUST ABENUE SHERLOCK HOLMES— THIS, MR. HOLMES, IS A BLOWGUN USED BY ONE OF THE SOUTH AMERICAN INDIAN TRIBES! AND THESE MR. FERGUSON! THOSE ARE THE POISON-TIPPED DARTS WHICH THE INDIANS SHOOT FROM THEIR BLOWGUNS! FRANIC GAACOA 7+18 VIRGIL— WHERE'S THAT GUY? AN INSURANCE MAN MY FOUKS ARE MAKING PROVISIONS FOR MY COLLEGE YEARS PROVISIONS? DIXIE DUGAN— THERE'S YOUR ANSWER! TYKE LOVES PEOPLE! SHE'LL FIND YOUR BON MUCH QUICKER THAN WE WILL! LET'S START FROM YOUR HOME-LET TYKE GET A WHIFF OF DANNY'S CLOTHING O.K., WYATT JET SCOTT— OUT, PLEASE! CAN'T A MAN EVEN HOLD HIS HEAD IN PEACE? FIGURING PROFIT, J.B.? FIGURING LOBS! $36,000 TO CHANGE LOCATION ON THAT SCENCE PICTURE! $5000 FOR ANNOB DRESS GETTING BURN!! $1,000 FOR LOSS OF A DAYS SHooting ON THE WESTERN WHEN THE STAMPED BENT THE WRONG WAY... AND THAT IOG-FOR ASPIRIN! RIVETS— GO AWAY, BOY! YOU CAN'T HAVE ONE OF THESE...YOU'RE NO SPACE DOG!! GO AWAY BOY! YOU CAN'T HAVE ONE OF THESE...YOU'RE NO SPACE DOG!! THE JACKSON TWINS— YES, DAVID, JILL'S GONE UP? WHY? LOOK, WHEN YOU SAID YOU WANTED A NURSEMAID FOR SUSAN I WAS GLAD TO HIRE THIS GIRL FOR YOU BUT YOU'RE TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HER! SHE WAS HIRED JUST TO CARE FOR SUSAN, NOT COOK, DO DISHES, IRON CAROLE'S PRESSSES, OR SERVE AT PARTIES..... ESPECIALLY ON HER DAY OFF LIKE SHE'LL DO TOMORROW! OF COURSE SHE'S TOO TO PUT U FIGHT! MED RYDER— I NEVER WAS GO ANGRY IN ALL MY LIFE. AFTER SELLING HIS RANCH TO A CON-MAN RED WAS ROBBED OF THE ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS AND NOW HURRIES TO THE SHERIFF..... by Lank Leonard THE BERRYS— HE SAID IT'S AT 22A HIGHLAND STREET-DOWN BY THE RIVER! IT MUST BE PART OF THE OLD ABENDROTH FOUNDRY! YEAH! I USED TO WORK THERE AS A MOULDER! I KNOW JUST WHERE IT IS! OH DEAR! I'VE GAINED ANOTHER POUND! WELL, THAT MEANS THAT ILL SIMPLY GO ON A DIET A by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle THOSE ARE THE POISON-TIPPED DARTS WHICH THE INDIANS 'SHOOT FROM THEIR BLOWGUNS! POISON-TIPPED! OH, YES! WITH CURARE! AN INSIDIOUS POISON! SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE by Len Kleis PROVISIONS? AINT THEY GONNA BE KIND OF STALE BY THEN? WOODY WOODPECKER— 7-10-55 by McEvoy and Striebel BUFFALO BILL BUFFALO BILL AND HIS SMALL GROUP ARE IN SIGHT OF THE FORT, BUT THEY ARE STILL PURSUED BY WHAT THEY THINK IS A SMALL BAND OF WARPATH SHOSHONES. LITTLE MARY MIXUP— BY GEORGE Sixta WHATEVER POSSESSED HIM TO GET INTO THE COFFEE-MAKER...? SUPERMAN— EIGHT A.M. I'D BETTER HURRY! THIS IS ONE DAY I DON'T WANT TO BE LATE TO THE OFFICE-- ESPECIALLY AFTER VARIOUS SUPERMAN ACTIVITIES HAVE MADE ME LATE ALL WEEK! WHATEVER POSSESSED HIM TO GET INTO THE COFFEE-MAKER...? SUPERMAN— EIGHT A.M. I'D BETTER HURRY! THIS IS ONE DAY I DON'T WANT TO BE LATE TO THE OFFICE -- ESPECIALLY AFTER VARIOUS SUPERMAN ACTIVITIES HAVE MADE ME LAST ALL WEEK! by Dick Brooks SHE SAID SHE DIDN'T MIND! OP COURSE! SHE'S TOO NICE TO PUT UP A FIGHT! DAVID, PLEASE! I HAVE A SPLIT-TING HEADACHE! LEAVE ME ALONE! ALL RIGHT BUT PLEASE GIVE THAT GIRL A BREAK! I WAS HOPING HE'D REALLY LAY DOWN THE LAW...BUT...OH WELL... WILLIE— WELLSIE I HEAR TELL THAT BARBELL IS MOST ANNOYED WITH YOU, WILLIE! IN TRUTH, RUMOR HAT THAT BARBELL IS QIRKED, INFURIATED MAD! by Fred Harman TEAH...PROVING THM MONEY IS SPENT! OUR SHARE IS FIVE THOUSAND EACH AS YOU PROMISE BUCKSTROM! TER, AND DON'T SPEND IT FOR A WHILE TILL THINGS COOL OFF BOYS! THE SAINT— IT'S THE VER LATEST, H Monday, July 18, 1955 Anabeim (Cal.) Bulletin — 11 by Carl Grubert WELL, THAT MEANS THAT ILL SIMPLY HAVE TO GO ON A DIET AGAIN! WHAT DOES DIET MEAN, DAD? THAT'S WHAT LADIES DO, JACKIE. SO THEIR LOVELY FIGURES DON'T GO TO WAIST! by Ham Fisher WONDER WHERE THAT IS... IT'S LAND ANYHOW... THE ALLIED AIR COMMAND HAS BEEN ALERTED TO DO ANYTHING IN ITS POWER TO RESCUE HUMPHREY IF SEEN. I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THIS, IT'S FABULOUS. I SAY... HE'S A GREAT LAD. 'E EES GREAT HERO.' 'E SWAM DE CHANNEL BOT WAYS. by Walter Lanr by Fred Meagher YOUR FIRE! ME! ALO! STOP FIRING YOU FOOLS! IT IS HIM! WHY IS IT, HE CAN GO OUT THERE AND STAY AMONG 'EM SOO LONG AND STILL LIVE!..... ...WHEN I SEND OUT A WHOLE REGIMENT EVEN IT GETS MAULED BY THOSE RED RASCALS! MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE THEY SORT OF HALFTRUST HIM! by R. M. Brinkerhoff THERE IT GOES AGAIN... WHAT..? HELP SAVE ME OH --AND WHEN YOU'RE THE LAST ONE TO BED, TURN OFF THE TELEVISION! by Wayne Boring PERRY WHITE PROMISED ME A RAISE TODAY... BUT IF I DON'T GET THERE ON TIME... HE'LL BLOW HIS TOP AND MAYBE CANCEL THE RAISE!, AND I SURE CAN USE THE EXTRA MONEY... A BEAUTIFUL CLEAR MORNING... THE PROSPECT OF A RAISE... A GOOD EARLY START... LOOKS LIKE THE BEGINNING OF A PERFECT DAY! BUT CLARK'S OPTIMISM MAY BE by Wayne Boring PERRY WHITE PROMISED ME A RAISE TODAY...BUT IF I DON'T GET THERE ON TIME...HE'LL BLOW HIS TOP AND MAYBE CANCEL THE RAISE! AND I SURE CAN USE THE EXTRA MONEY... A BEAUTIFUL CLEAR MORNING--THE PROSPECT OF A RAISE--A GOOD EARLY START...LOOKS LIKE THE BEGINNING OF A PERFECT DAY! BUT CLARK'S OPTIMISM MAY BE A LITTLE PREMATURE! IN TRUTH, RUMOR HATH IT THAT BARBELL IS QUITE IRKED, INFURIATED AND MAD! IT IS SAID HE THREATENS MAYHEM...THAT IS TO SAY, BODILY HARM...TO YOU! PFT? WHO'S AFRAID OF BARBELL? IT'S THE VERY LATEST, HI-FI! WHAT DO YOU THINK OF IT? SSSNH! I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING BETWEEN YOUR YATTERING AND THAT CORNY MUSIC! Leslie Charteris