anaheim-gazette 1945-05-31

IT'S THE WHISP AGAIN! FIRST HE STEALS A MUNITION TRUCK--THEN ALMOST WRECKS IT WITH NUMBER SEVEN, THE STREAMLINER! THEN HE LEAVES IT OVER A FLAME BURNER THAT WAS THAWING OUT A FROZEN SWITCH.... WHAT A ROMAN HOLIDAY BIFFWOULD HAVE HAD--EXPLOSIVE TRUCK SAVED--ONLY TO BE BLOWN UP. WHISP NOW STEALS CAR--HERE WE ARE! THEN HE LEAVES IT OVER A FLAME BURNER THAT WAS THAWING OUT A FROZEN SWITCH.... ...AND BLOOEY IT BLOWS TO SMITHEREENS! WHAT A ROMAN HOLIDAY BIFF WOULD HAVE HAD--EXPLOSIVE TRUCK SAVED--ONLY TO BE BLOWN UP. WHISP NOW STEALS CAR--HERE WE ARE! DRAT THIS RAIN ... AND THIS JALOPY HAS NO WINDSHIELD CLEANER! FIRST IT BLOWS...THEN HAILS... NOW RAIN! WHAT NEXT? WHAT'S THAT ON THE ROAD? BLAST IT/ I CAN'T STOP! WHAT'S THAT ON THE ROAD? BLAST IT! I CAN'T STOP! (Balanced by The Railway Digital Unit) Trade Mark Roof To Rail Pat Office ALS A MUNITIONS ALMOST WRECKS IT SEVEN, THE STREAMLINER! JUST AS HE WAS ABOUT TO BANG INTO THE IRON HORSE...HE TURNS HARD RIGHT AND SAVES THE DAY! HOLIDAY BIFF EXPLOSIVE Y TO BE BLOWN ALS CAR...HERE WE ARE! I'M HAVIN' SUPPER...THEN I HEAR SOMEONE DRIVE MY CAR AWAY! WHY ON EARTH A YOU START AT ME SO I'M STILL MISS MARLA DRAKE! I DIDN'T MARRY GARY HALE! HOLIDAY BIFF EXPLOSIVE Y TO BE BLOWN ALS CAR...HERE WE ARE! I'M HAVIN' SUPPER...THEN I HEAR SOMEONE DRIVE MY CAR AWAY! I'M STILL MISS MARLA DRAKE! I DIDN'T MARRY GARY HALE. YOU DIDN'T? I HOPE YOU'LL FORGIVE ME FOR HAVING SAID DARRON RESEMBLES GARY HALE—BUT I HAD THOUGHT? PERFECTLY ALL RIGHT, FRANCINE! IS THIS THE CAB YOU HAVE WAITING? STEP UP DEAR! THANKS, OLD MAN...WE'LL FOLLOW THIS ROAD! LETTERS? OH, MY GOODNESS! KNOW ON THE ROAD? I CAN'T STOP! THANKS, OLD MAN...WE'LL FOLLOW THIS ROAD! LETTERS? WHAT LETTERS? OH, MY GOODNESS, THEN YOU DON'T KNOW? KNOW WHAT? COLONEL WOLFRAM PRUSSIA THIS BARONESS. COLONEL WOLFRAM PRUSSIA WHY ON EARTH ARE YOU STARING AT ME SO? PERHAPS I - I MISUNDERSTOOD YOU, MRS. HALE... HEAVENS, FRANCINE, STOP CALLING ME MRS. HALE! NO! AND THIS IS MY ADOPTED SON, DARRON DRAKE! MARLA DIDN'T HALE! NO! AND THIS IS MY ADOPTED SON, DARRON DRAKE! STEP UP DEAR! IS THE DRIVER GETTING THE LUGGAGE? YES, MISS MARLA—AND WHAT ADDRESS SHALL I GIVE HIM? WHY—HOME, OF COURSE! BUT, MISS MARLA, DIDN'T YOU GET MY LETTERS? GOODNESS! YOU KNOW? KNOW WHAT? THAT YOU HAVE NO HOME! COLONEL WOLFTRAM PRUSSIA BRUNO MISS FURY DR. DRIAN GARAY