anaheim-bulletin 1955-07-25

MICKEY FINN— LOUIE HAS HAD AN ACCIDENT, PHIL? IN A CAR? NO--AT HIS FACTORY! I'VE GOT TO GET OVER THERE RIGHT AWAY! 2.24 HIGHLAND STREET! RIGHT! A-A B OF FELL SHERLOCK HOLMES— IN ADDITION TO SEVERE NERVOUS EX-HAUSTION, YOUR WIFE IS ANEMIC, MR. FERGUSON! DOES THAT SUGGEST ANYTHING TO YOU, SIR? NO! SHOULD IT, MR. HOLMES? VIRGIL— WE'RE GOING TO PLAY PIONEERS, VIRGIL—WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY NO.... I DON'T THINK SO SOMEHOW TH' WHOLE THING HAS LOST ITS THRILL— DIXIE DUGAN— TYKE!! IT'S DANNY!! TYKE-YOU'VE COME FOR ME- EASY IT, TYK JET SCOTT— WHY'D GATES BEND YOU OUT HERE? YOUR FIELD IS SCIENCE-NOT ANCIENT EGYPT!! SO I TOLD HIM! WELL, WHAT'S ONE MORE? WE GOT A CAST OF 15000, PLUS 2000 CAMELLA! IF EVERYONE IN IT PAYS TO SEE IT, ITLL BE A HIT! SHELDON STACK JERRY BOBINSON RIVETS— ICE COLD LEMONADE! I'll have one sonny... ICE COLD LEMONADE! MADE 5¢ 7-25 ILL HAVE ONE SONNY... THE JACKSON TWINS— WELL, LITTLE SLEEPY-HEAR I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER WAKE UP TODAY! OH, JILL, I DON'T FEEL WELL THIS MORNING? I THINK ILL STAY IN BED! COULD YOU BRING MY BREAKFAST UP? I MIGHT AS WELL MAKE THE MOST OF HAVING A PRIVATE MAID ALL TO MYSELF? A FEW MINUTES LATER IT WAS DELICIOUS, JILL REALLY, YOU SHOULD BE A PROFESSIONAL COOK... YOU MAY REMOVE THE TRAY NOW? RED RYDER— RED RYDER SOLD HIS RANCH FOR $100,000 BUT WAS ROBBED BY TWO OUTLAWS WHILE ENROUTE TO THE BANK BUCKSTROM COULD HAVE HIRED THOSE TWO TO ROB ME. AND NOW HE'S BELLIN' YOUR RANCH TO CLEAN UP ON A NICE CON GAME. WE'RE PROBABLY BARKING UP THE WRONG TREE! ANYWAY, WE'LL GO QUESTION BUCKSTROM COME ON! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HIDN'Y GET OUT OF HERE! by Lank Leonard RIGHT! A-A BIG HUNK OF STEEL FELL ON IT? YEAH! AND THE DOCTOR SAID I'LL HAVE TO KEEP OFF IT—FOR AT LEAST TWO WEEKS! by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle GOEST YOU, NO! SHOULD IT, MR. HOLMES? EVEN IN LEGEND, HAS ANYONE EVER HEARD OF AN ANEMIC VAMPIRE? SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE by Len Kleis SOMEHOW TH' WHOLE THING HAS LOST ITS THRILL— SINCE THEY GOT A HOLD OF IT! DAI-SY DAI-SY CROCKETT. THE BERRYS— YOO HOO! I'M HOME, DEAR! I HOPE PETER LIKES THE NEW DRESS I MADE! WELL? JOE PALOOKA— Monday July 25, 1955 HOPE FOR HUMPHREY WANES When last seen by Nalo observers two daus ago the fantas- tic Humphrey on his strange aircraft was on his way across the communist border. He vanished from view with suddenness as Nalo look to the sky. Humphrey Pennyworth known to the world at the strongest earth. WOODY WOODPECKER— I'M SORRY THE SOCK I KNITTED FOR YOU TURNED OUT SO LARGE, WOODY! DON'T BE KNITTING OTHER WI by McEvoy and Strlebel EASY DOES IT, TYKE— by Stauk and Robinson I DON'T CARE HOW LATE IT IS IN NEW YORK! WAKE HIM UP-TELL GATES IT'S BRANDON WOLFE CALLING! GATEWAY STOCK, DROPPED ANOTHER FIVE POINTS! by George Sixta ...N-NEVER MIND, SON!! JUST KEEP THE NICKEL... BUFFALO BILL— BUFFALO BILL HAS ARRIVED AT THE FORT, AND IS NOW GIVING THE GENERAL HIS LONG REPORT: SO I BROUGHT THIS INJUN, STRONG HEART, BACK WITH ME...HE SEEMS WELL-INFORMED ABOUT MOST OF THE TRIBES! BUT... LITTLE MARY MIXUP— DAD--YOU'RE A WHIZ AT RAISING CUCUMBERS NOT BAD--JUST STAKE ELEVEN YEARS AG SUPERMAN— DON'T WORRY, MISS---THIS CHARACTER, WHO'S TRYING TO PRETEND HE'S A REPORTER. WON'T GET AWAY FROM US! YOU HURRY ON AHEAD AND TRY TO FIND A COP. by George Sixta ...N-NEVER MIND, SON!! JUST KEEP THE NICKEL... LEMINADE 5$ by Dick Brooks AND GET MY ROBE AND SUPPERS FROM THE CLOSET! I THINK ILL GET UP NOW! I FEEL BETTER ALL OF A SUDDEN! by Fred Harman YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HIDING/ GET OUT OF HERE! WE'RE BROKE, AGAIN, BUCKSTROM, HAND OVER THE MONEY! QUICK! IF THIS WEB DOES WHAT I WANT, DOLLY, IT'LL MAKE A NOISE WITH MORE MONEY IN IT THAN TEN PHILHARMONICS! Monday, July 25, 1953 Anaheim (Cal.) Bulletin — 11 by Carl Grubert WELL? WELL WHAT? DON'T YOU NOTICE ANYTHING DIFFERENT ABOUT ME? M·M·M·M·YOU HAVE YOUR NEW GIRDLE ON MAYBE? WAIT! DON'T I GET A SECOND GUESS? by Ham Fisher LOOKS LIKE TH' POOR GUY'S DONE FOR. IF I KNOW HUMPHREY...HE'LL GET OUT OF THIS SOMEHOW...I HOPE. KEEP YOUR FINGERS CROSSED. ANYTHING NEW ON HUMPHREY? SHORE WISH TH' FOG WOULD CLEAR, CAN'T SEE NOTHIN' NO SIGN OF HIM! HAM...THAT CLOUD... WHY DOES IT MOVE SO FAST? by Walter Lants DON'T BOTHER KNITTING THE OTHER ONE, WINNIE... ...ONE IS ALL I'LL NEED FOR THE WINTER! DON'T BOTHER KNITTING THE OTHER ONE, WINNIE... ...ONE IS ALL I'LL NEED FOR THE WINTER! HOW DO WE KNOW BUT WHAT HE'S A PLANT TO SPY ON US! NO! HE'S NOT THAT GOOD AN ACTOR! I KNOW HE'S NOT BE CAUSE OF THE THINGS HE DID ON OUR WAY IN! WHAT'S MORE, HE'S BEEN UGLY AND HUNCHBACKED SINCE BIRTH! HE'S MORE OR LESS FINISHED WITH His PEOPLE! AN INJUN FINISHED? ISN'T THAT RATHER UNUSUAL? NOT CONSIDERIN' HOW A TRIBE WILL OFTEN REJECT AND LEAVE BEHIND A BLIND OR CRIPPLED ONE AS A BAD OMEN! by Fred Meagher by R. M. Brinkerhoff NOT BAD--JUST STARTED ELEVEN YEARS AGO GUESS I'LL TAKE BOME TO GUS, NEXT DOOR-HE'S A NICE GUY--BUT HE'S NO GARDENER. MY CUKES DID GO WELL, I BROUGHT YOU-- I BROUGHT YOU SOME CUCUMBERS-- by Wayne Boring BY THE TIME SHE DISCOVERS SHE WAS WRONG ABOUT MY BEING THE ONE WHO SNATCHED HER PURSE, I'LL BE LATE FOR WORK! HMM-- BY BURNING THE ROPE SUPPORTING THAT LEFTOVER ELECTION STREAMER, WITH MY X-RAY VISION, I COULD GET AWAY... W-WHAT HAPPENED? WHERE IS HE? NOW TO MAKE A RUN FOR IT! AFTER ALL THIS TROUBLE, IT WOULD BE AMFUL TO BE LATE TO THE OFFICE NOW, AND LOSE THAT RAISE I WAS PROMISED! by Wayne Boring BY THE TIME SHE DISCOVERS SHE WAS WRONG ABOUT MY BEING THE ONE WHO SNATCHED HER PURSE, I'LL BE LATE FOR WORK! HMM—BY BURNING THE ROPE SUPPORTING THAT LEFTOVER ELECTION STREAMER, WITH MY X-RAY VISION, I COULD GET AWAY... W-WHAT HAPPENED? WHERE IS HE? NOW TO MAKE A RUN FOR IT! AFTER ALL THIS TROUBLE, IT WOULD BE AWFUL TO BE LATE TO THE OFFICE NOW AND LOSE THAT RAISE I WAS PROMISED! by Leonard Samsome YOU AND YOU... SQUAWS! WHO ME? YOU SEND SMOKE SIGNALS, BARBELL! HOKAY! by Leslie Charteris THIS WEB DOES WHAT INT, DOLLY, IT'LL MAKE USE WITH MORE MONEY THAN TEN CHARMONICS! THIS TOWN IS CLANKING WITH DOUGH—and I'M GOING TO MAKE IT HEAR IT'S MASTER'S VOICE! HAND ME A SCREWDRIVER, WEED! IN A MINUTE I'LL SHOW YOU! WE'RE WARMED UP AND WAITIN', HIFI! LESLIE CARTERS JOHN STRANSER