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1945-11-08 · Anaheim Gazette · page 10 of 11 · OCR glm-ocr
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DON WINNOW by FRANK V. MARTINEK WHEN THE FARMER DIED, SO DID OUR CLUES... I SAID WE WERE RIGHT WHERE WE STARTED... YOU SAID NOT BY A DARN SIGHT! YOU HAD A HUNCH TO EXAMINE THIS CEMENT BLOCK...AND BOY, WHAT A HUNCH! BUT IT WAS YOU WHO CRACKED THE CEMENT TOMB OPEN...HOW'D YOU DO IT? FIRST I DRIVE SEVERAL INC POURED IN A EXPLOSIVE T WITHOUT DES WHAT'S THE REPORT CORONER? MURDER -- GUN SHOT WOUNDS! LET'S CHECK -- FIRST THE FARMER DIES LEAVING NO CLUES... I GET A HUNCH TO EXAMINE THE CEMENT BLOCK WITH THE BODY INSIDE! WHAT'S THE REPORT CORONER? MURDER--GUN SHOT WOUNDS! LET'S CHECK--FIRST THE FARMER DIES LEAVING NO CLUES--I GET A HUNCH TO EXAMINE THE CEMENT BLOCK WITH THE BODY INSIDE! DON THEN A NEW P HANDLE E I CHECKED THESE RUBBER HEELS AND THEY CAME OFF THE DEAD MAN'S SHOES! YES, AND I FOUND THIS PINNED INSIDE HIS COAT! TWO LIPS AND THE STEM RETURN TO THEIR QUARTERS AND FIND THE HI-JACKED SPORTING GOODS TRUCK. THE DRIVER KNOWS NOTHING AND THE STEM WRECKS IT, LOOKING FOR A SPECIAL PACKAGE. THE STEM SPEAKS--- WHAT A TIME I HAD TO FIND THAT BOWLING BALL IN WHICH HOSAN SMUGGLED THE DIAMONDS! HOW'D YOU KNOW IT WAS THAT? INFORMER INCLUDING BOWLING B SECRET COM WHAT'S GOING ON? SOMEONE CALLING HIMSELF HOSAN ASKS RIDDLES---THEN ONE OF MY TRUCKS DISAPPEARS POLICE! POLICE! MY TRUCK'S GONE! COME! HURRY! HURRY! WOW! WHAT A FIND! 9 793 7077 WHAT'S GOING ON? SOMEONE CALLING HIMSELF HOSAN ASKS RIDDLES... THEN ONE OF MY TRUCKS DISAPPEARS MY TRUCK'S GONE! COME! HURRY! HURRY! 9 793 7077 C.V.P. WOW! WHAT A FIND! THAT FIRST I DRILLED THESE HOLES SEVERAL INCHES APART...THEN I POURED IN A NEW TYPE OF POWERFUL EXPLOSIVE THAT I COULD CONTROL WITHOUT DESTROYING THE BODY! YOU FUSED IT AND IT SPLIT OPEN LIKE A WALNUT SHELL! DON THEN CRACKS IT OPEN WITH A NEW, POWERFUL - BUT EASY TO HANDLE EXPLOSIVE...HOLY SOCKS! I FORGOT! Cairo Jones By Bob Okner and Jerry Albert WHAT ARE YA SOCKIN' ME POR, BUBBLES? IT'S ME -- SAMMY! I WAS WAITIN' FOR YA --- YOU LOOP-EARED LOTHARIO -- MY NAME ISNT BUBBLES, IT'S CAIRO!...LET SO OF ME -- SO I CAN SOCK YOU SOME MORE! SOMEBODY SHOU TEACH THAT BIG BRUISER A LESSON... DON THEN CRACKS IT OPEN WITH A NEW POWERFUL - BUT EASY TO HANDLE EXPLOSIVE...HOLY SOCKS! I FORGOT! INFORMER TOLD EVERYTHING, INCLUDING HOW TO SPLIT THE BOWLING BALL OPEN AND FIND THE SECRET COMPARTMENTS! FILLED WITH FABULOUS RICHES--DIAMONDS! WHAT'S THAT? O-OH--ONLY A SMALL CLUE--COME, WE'VE GOT A JOB AHEAD OF US! WHAT ARE YA SOCKIN' ME POR, BUBBLES? IT'S ME--SAMMY! I WAS WAITIN' FOR YA--- YOU LOP-EARED LOTHARIO--MY NAME ISN'T BUBBLES, IT'S CAIRO!...LET SO OF ME --SO I CAN SOCK YOU SOME MORE! SOMEBODY SHOU TEACH THAT BIG BRUIser A LESSON... I'M THE BOUNCER HERE! BEAT IT, YA MASHER, BEFORE I MASH YER FACE--- ONE MOMENT, MY GOOD MAN! I, HAROLD HEARTBURNE, WILL THRASH THE COWARDLY RUPFIAN! LOOK! IT'S HARD ISN'T THE HANDSO LOOKS SO MUCH Y THAN I THOUGHT IT'S TIME CAIRO JONES TOOK A HAND! MAKE IT LOOK GOOD, SAMMY! WE'LL MIX IT UP HOT AND HEAVY! I'll CRACK DOWN ON THAT BIG LUG--HARD! WHAT A FIND! THAT? SMALL CLUE COME, WE'VE GOT A JOB AHEAD OF US! IT'S TIME CHAOS JONES TOOK A HAND! MAKE IT LOOK GOOD, SAMMY! WELL MIX IT UP HOT AND HEAVY! I'll CRACK DOWN ON THAT BIG LUG -- HARD! As Harold Heartburne, former Hollywood swoon king, dines with producer Herman B. Thayer... OHMIGOSH! SAMMY MOLESTED THE WRONG GIRL! HOW CAN I IMPRESS MR. THAYER WITH MY HEROIC RESCUE OF ENDANGERED WOMANHOOD - WHEN SHE'S BEATING SAMMY UP? SOMEBODY SHOULD TEACH THAT BIG BRUISER A LESSON... WRONG GIRL OR NOT, I'VE GOT TO GO THROUGH WITH THIS! IF I DON'T GET THE LEAD IN THAYER'S "CUPID'S CAPERS," I'M WASHED UP! DON'T BE FOOLISH, HAROLD! THAT GUY'S GOT MUSCLES! SOMEBODY SHOULD TEACH THAT BIG BRUISER A LESSON... WRONG GIRL OR NOT; I'VE GOT TO GO THROUGH WITH THIS! IF I DON'T GET THE LEAD IN THAYER'S "CUPID'S CAPERS," I'M WASHED UP! I WANT ME HIM, H. B. DON'T BE FOOLISH, HAROLD! THAT GUY'S GOT MUSCLES! LOOK! IT'S HAROLD HEARTBURNE! ISN'T HE HANDSOME... AND HE LOOKS SO MUCH YOUNGER THAN I THOUGHT HE WOULD! THANK YOU, MADAM! OOF! I MISSED! THAT ROUSTABOUT ROMEO WILL GRIND THE HAM INTO MINCEMEAT! BOB OKSNER I'll CRACK DOWN ON THAT BIG LUG -- HARD! SHOVE ME AWAY ... AND THEN WE'LL GIVE 'EM A SMASH FINALE! I'LL CRACK DOWN ON THAT BIG LUG -- HARD! SHOVE ME AWAY!! AND THEN WE'LL GIVE 'EM A SMASH FINALE!