anaheim-gazette 1950-06-16
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ALFRED
STOP WORRYING ABOUT STAGEFRIGHT! NOBODY'LL EVEN RECOGNIZE US IN OUR MAKEUP!
AMATEUR NITE CASH PRIZES
DANCING HORSE
OAKY DOAKS
FOR INTERFEREENG EEN MY TRYST AND PEENCHEENG MY NOSE I WILL CUT YOU TO REEBONS!
I AM BOILEENG WEETH RAGE!
THEN CO
SCORCHY SMITH
WHAT'LL I DO! A POWER LANDING? BRAKE PROPS? OR REVERSE PITCH?
AH! I SEE SCORCH IS READY TO HAND US A LINE!
I WON'T GET ANY SECOND CHANCE WITH THIS ROPE TRICK
SCORCHY SMITH
WHAT'LL I DO! A POWER LANDING? BRAKE PROPS? OR REVERSE PITCH?
AH! I SEE SCORCH IS READY TO HAND US A LINE!
I WON'T GET ANY SECOND CHANCE THIS ROPE TRICK
DICKIE DARE
DEFINITELY SULTRY! PAY FOR IT NOW, DAN, SO WE CAN PURR AWAY INTO THE BLUE
OF COURSE
HAVN'T LOOKED AT THAT BANK STATEMENT YET — BUT THERE MUST BE PLENTY—
IT'S GOT DE LUXE
SEEMS TO ME I HEAR A BUZZING SOMEWHERE
THE ADVENTURES OF PATSY
YOU FAINTED DEAD AWAY FROM ALL THE EXCITEMENT, PATSY! FEEL BETTER NOW?
Patsy
I-I GUESS SO!
BUT I HAD THE MOST REALISTIC DREAMS! ABOUT STRINGS' ROYAL AND AUNTIE BEING SENT TO JAIL... AND...
THAT JULIE MARCH WAS WELL AGAIN AND CHUCKY LUCK HAD A NEW SET OF STRINGS AND BOTH HAD A WONDERFUL NEW CONTRACT AT TVIX!
OH, DIANA!
I GOTTA RUN NOW, TUBBY. SEE YA LATER, MAYBE.
WHERE YA GOING, SLURP?
I GOT A JOB AS SITTER — AND THIS IS ONE TIME I DON'T WANNA BE LATE!
YEAH? HOW MUCH ARE YOU CHARGING?
NOTHING!? WHO ARE YA SITTING WITH?
I GOTTA RUN NOW, TUBBY,
SEE YA LATER, MAYBE.
WHERE YA
GOING, SLURP?
I GOT A JOB AS SITTERAND THIS IS ONE TIME I
DON'T WANNA BE LATE!
YEAH? HOW
MUCH ARE YOU
CHARGING?
NOTHING!?
WHO ARE YA
SITTING WITH?
TOONERVILLE FOLKS Fontaine Fox KEEN TEEN
YOUNGER BROTHER
JUST FOR
THAT, I'M GONNA GET
UP EARLY SOME
MORNIN' AN' THROW
YOUR FALSIES.
OUTA THE
WINDER!
ANAHCIM GAZETTE, FRIDAY, JUNE 16, 1950
BOY, WHAT A DAY! YOU COULDN'T GET ME OFF THIS BENCH FOR A MILLION BUCKS!
THEN COOL OFF!
BONG!
SAVE ME!
I CAN NOT SWEEM!!
I WON'T GET ANY SECOND CHANCE WITH THIS ROPE TRICK!
SHE CAUGHT THE LINE! NOW IF THE TAIL WHEEL CAN TAKE IT...?!?
I WON'T GET ANY SECOND CHANCE WITH THIS ROPE TRICK!
IT'S SOME OOTH!
SEEMS TO ME I HEAR A BUZZING SOMEWHERE
DEVIL OF MONEY
coulon waugh
AT LAST---OFF—INTO THE BLUE--
OR IS IT THE RED?
HEH HEH
WHY DIDN'T YOU LOOK AT YOUR BANK BALANCE BEFORE BUYING THAT CAR?
LEFT THE STATEMENT IN MY OTHER COAT, ABOARD THE CATBOAT
COULON WEAUGH
THE DAY'S OVER! I CAN CHECK ON IT NOW--HEY, DICKIE
THAT JULIE MARCH WAS WELL AGAIN AND CHUCKY LUCK HAD A NEW SET OF STRINGS AND BOTH HAD A WONDERFUL NEW CONTRACT AT TVIX!
YOU MUST HAVE BEEN PEEKING IN YOUR DREAMS, PATSY!
THAT'S EXACTLY HOW IT HAPPENED!
THE NEW CHUCK IS GOING PLACE BIG WAY, PATSY!
NOTHING? WHO ARE YA SITTING WITH?
MY GIRL FRIEND--DIANA!
GRR-R-R!
IT SURE IS SWELL OF YOU TO CALL AND APOLOGIZE AFTER THAT QUARREL WE HAD, DIANA...
YOU WANT ME TO COM FOR SUPPER? OH, E DIANA- SURE!
NOTHING!? WHO ARE YA SITTING WITH?
MY GIRL FRIEND—DIANA!
GRR-R-R!
KEEN TEENS By Stookie Allen
MAP MAKER.
JIM CASHEN, 17, LOVED TO MAKE MAPS ... MADE THEM ON LEATHER, THE BARK OF TREES AND OLD PARCHMENT.
WITH A RUBBING PROCESS HE MADE THEM LOOK VERY OLD.
JIM PUT THEM ON EXHIBITION AND FOUND THAT MAP COLLECTORS WOULD PAY GOOD PRICES FOR HIS WORK.
James Cashen
A Los Angeles LAD, HE HAS OTHER TALENTS. JIMMY LECTURES TO ADULT CLASSES ON MECHANICAL DRAWING!
HE IS ALSO ONE OF AMERICA'S FINEST MARKSMEN, RANKING HIGH IN NATIONAL COMPETITION.
BY GOLLY IT IS!
AND IT'S ZOOMING DOWN REAL CLOSE!...WAIT TILL PETERS COMES BACK AND TELLS ABOUT THIS
PARK DEPT.
B-R-R-R!
CARL RYMAN
COPYRIGHT 1930 MCLURE NEWSPAPER SYNDICATE #17
PSST!...POMONA,
WE SAW
WHAT
HAPPENED!
WASN'T IT
WONDERFUL?!
I THINK OAKY'S GOING
TO CHANGE HIS MIND
AND ENTER THE
TOURNAMENT!
SHE CAUGHT THE
LINE! NOW IF THE
TAIL WHEEL CAN
TAKE IT...?!?
THAT ROPE-ROCK
BRAKE'S GOTTA HOLD
US NOW!
STOP! STOP!!
YOU CAN'T COME ANY
FARTHER!! I'M
THE DEAD END!!
SHE CAUGHT THE
LINE! NOW IF THE
TAIL WHEEL CAN
TAKE IT...?!
THAT ROPE-ROCK
BRAKE'S GOTTA HOLD
US NOW!
STOP! STOP!!
YOU CAN'T COME ANY
FARTHER!! I'M
THE DEAD END!!
THE DAY'S OVER!
I CAN CHECK
ON IT NOW--
HEY, DICKIE
HI, PAL!
A GUY
JUST BROUGHT
A MESSAGE
FOR YOU
WOULDN'T
IT BE A JOKE IF
IT WAS FROM
THE BANK?
FROM THE
BANK—
IT SAYS-
"YOUR
ACCOUNT IS
OVERDRAWN"
IN THE AMOUNT
OF $7300.00!
I TOLD
YOU!
SO.
THE NEW CHUCKY LUCK
IS GOING PLACES IN A
BIG WAY,
PATSY!
WELL, THAT'S THAT!
GUESS THINGS ARE
GOING TO SEEM DULL
FOR A WHILE!
WOW! THERE IT GOES
ANOTHER HOMER
FOR SWATTO TOMKINS!
YOU WANT ME TO COME OVER
FOR SUPPER? OH, SURE,
DIANA - SURE!
GUESS I'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND
GIRLS. DIANA WAS SO MAD AT
ME — AND THEN SHE CALLS UP,
APOLOGIZES AND INVITES ME
TO SUPPER...OH, WELL — I'M
SURE GLAD I'M OUT OF THE
DOG HOUSE; ANYWAY...
YOU WANT ME TO COME OVER FOR SUPPER? OH, SURE, PIANA—SURE!
GUESS I'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND GIRLS. DIANA WAS SO MAD AT ME — AND THEN SHE CALLS UP, APOLOGIZES AND INVITES ME TO SUPPER...OH, WELL — I'M SURE GLAD I'M OUT OF THE DOG HOUSE, ANYWAY...
WHAT HAPPENED?
WHEN I WAS!!! IT'S STAR...IT'S AUCER!!!
AS THE SEARCH FOR OUR MISSING FRIEND GOES ON WE'LL CUT BACK AND SEE JUST WHAT DID HAPPEN TO MR. PETERS!
WHAT A GLORIOUS EVENING!... A MILLION STARS OUT! THEY LOOK SO CLOSE YOU COULD REACH OUT AND TOUCH THEM!...JUST LOOK AT THAT SHooting Star—
STROLLING IN THE DESERT ON A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT, WATCHING THE TWINKLING STARS, PETERS IN ADVERTENTLY STEPPED OFF THE LITTLE BLUFF...IT WAGN'T A LONG DROP - BUT IT WAS ROUGH——