anaheim-gazette 1951-07-13

ALFRED 6 Anaheim Gazette HEN! HEN! I STARTER A GOOD Joke AROUND HERE ALFRED-IM TELLING EVERYBODY THAT THESE THINGS ARE FOR THE OFFICERS TO HIPE IN PURING A BATTLE! HA! HA! UMER- OAKY DOAKS DATTERED FROM A USELESS BATTLE, OAKY IS WEARILY RIDING BACK TO THE ROYAL CASTLE... GEE, NELLIE! SOMETIMES I THINK CHIVALRY DOESN'T PAY! AFTER THAT DAMSEL GOT ME INTO A FIGHT WITH A STRANGE KNIGHT, SHE DISAPPEARED! BUT NOT FOR LONG, SIR OAKY! GOSH ALL HEMLOCK!-- SCORCHY SMITH THE CRAZY KHALIF CANT SEE THE SPINNING PROP! HE RIDES RIGHT INTO IT. SCORCHY SMITH THE CRAZY KHALIF CAN'T SEE THE SPINNING PROP! HE RIDES RIGHT INTO IT! OOM!! R-RAKKK DICKIE DARE GUY THREW A CAN O' SOUP AT ME... I'M OKAY NOW... LISTEN, HOOF BEATS I'M COMING OUT OF IT... DAD! C'MON, THAT CROOKS GOT THE FORMULA! THEY LOCKED THE CAR, BUT NOT THE HORSE... HOW IN HECK DO YA HANG ON TO THESE FOO THINGS THE ADVENTURES OF PATSY AND WHEN MY PET CROW GOT EXCITED AND SWOOPED DOWN ON THEM, BOTH FELLERS PULLED OUT BIG PISTOLS! MORT, ARE YOU SURE YOU DIDN'T DREAM ALL THIS? COURSE NOT...I'VE GOT A WITNESS! MY PET CROW! PRIVATE SQUEEK OH, DIANA! GEE—ISN'T IT REMARKABLE, DAD—IF YOU ONLY STOP TO THINK ABOUT IT—HOW MANY THINGS WE OPERATE WITH MERE BUTTONS? OH, YES, DIANA. OH, DIANA! GEE-ISN'T IT REMARKABLE, DAD-IF YOU ONLY STOP TO THINK ABOUT IT-HOW MANY THINGS WE OPERATE WITH MERE BUTTONS? OH, YES, DIANA. TOONERVILLE FOLKS Fontaine Fox CITY KID JEEPERS! GET A LOAD OF THE BIG FAN THEY GOT TO COOL OFF THE PLACE! 7-14-51 BOY SCIENTIST BOB SPANGLE OF CELINA, C IS A LAD WHO BELIEVES KNOTTING PROBLEMS SHOULD BE SOLVED. HE HAS BUILT ROCKET SHIPS, TELESCOPES, JET PLANES, ETC. RECENTLY HE BUILT A GADGET TO DETERMINE THE EFFECTS OF ABSORPTION AND GEOMETRY ON THE BETA COUNT RATE. aheim Gazette FRIDAY, JULY 13, 1961 ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA NOT FOR SIR! GOSH ALL HEMLOCK! HOW DID YOU GET ON MY HORSE!! I JUST PUT MY FOOT IN A STIRRUP AND CUMBED ABOARD! GEE, MISS! YOU'VE CHANGED YOUR DRESS AND PUT ON A HAT! AND I GOT ME A FACIAL AND A NEW HAIR-DO, TOO! DON'T YOU THINK I'M—ER—PRETTY? YES'M--YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL! THE IRON BIRD GROWLS AFTER IT SMITES! IT IS THE WILL OF ALLAH! OOH! WHAT A HORRIBLE DEATH! YEP! BUT REMEMBER THE KHAUF KILLED YOUR FOLKS, ALEDA! IT WAS ACCIDENTAL JUSTICE! HE ALSO SNAFUED OUR RIGHT PROP SCORCH! HEAR IT. THE IRON BIRD GROWLS AFTER IT SMITES! IT IS THE WILL OF ALLAH! KURR-RRR YEP! BUT REMEMBER THE KHAUF KILLED YOUR FOLKS, ALEDA! IT WAS ACCIDENTAL JUSTICE! OOH! WHAT A HORRIBLE DEATH! R-RRAKAKK HE ALSO SNAFUED OUR RIGHT PROP SCORCH! HEAR IT. Y LOCKED CAR, BUT THE RSE... HOW IN HECK DO YA HANG ON TO THESE FOOL THINGS! THERE HE IS...ON "LADY!! HEY, LOOKS TO ME LIKE THAT SMART GUY'S SLIPPING! TRICK 'RIDER? NO...ITS SHADOW' TRYING TO HOLD ON TO "LADY'S" SLIPPERY BACK SOMETHING'S FALLING FROM HIS POCKET! IT ALL HAPPENED RIGHT IN THAT STALL LAST NIGHT AND... PRIVATE SCUEEK WAIT...SOMEBODY IS COMING OUT THE DOOR NOW! IT'S WILLIE! LAWSY HE'S CHEWING ON A BOOK CRUNCH OH, YES, PIANA. EVERYTHING EXCEPT MY SHIRTS!!! JEEPERS—I JUST REMEMBERED—I MUST PHONE MARION! OH, MOTHER! DA-A-AD! EVERYTHING EXCEPT MY SHIRTS!!! OH, YES, DIANA. BOY SCIENTIST Bob SpanGLER, 17, OF CELINA, OHIO, IS A LAD WHO BELIEVES KNOTTY PROBLEMS SHOULD BE SOLVED. HE HAS BUILT ROCKET IPS, TELESCOPES, JET ANES, ETC. RECENTLY BUILT A GADGET TO TERMINE THE EFFECTS ABSORPTION AND OMETRY ON THE BETA COUNT RATE. ME SEPARATED ENOUGH URANIUM OUT OF 4 OUNCES OF CARNOTITE TO MAKE HIS GADGET WORK! GOT A BASEBALL AND BAT AROUND, MR. PETERS? OR A SOCCER BALL? PETERS IS IN HIS GLORY HELPING KEEP T KIDS AMUSED! AND HE SEEM TOO BE POPULAR WITH THE SOUND SET TOO! HE'D LIKE IT IF HIS HOTEL DUTIES PERMITTED MORE TIME FOR THIS SORT OF ACTIVIT ON'T YOU INK I'M— R--PRETTY? YES'M--YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL! SIR QAKY, WHY DO YOU SAY SUCH NICE THINGS TO ME? GOSH, I DUNNO... "I GUESS I FEEL KINDA SILLY!" HE ALSO SNAFUED OUR RIGHT PROP, SCORCH! HEAR IT? YEAH,'SIT BEHIND ME FOR BALANCE, ALEDA! GOTTA FLY ON ONE ENGINE...I HOPE. MAD, RADIO OUR CAPTAIN PAL, SO WE CAN DOPE OUT WHAT'S COMING NEXT! MEMBER KILLED WALLED LEDA! ENTAL HE ALSO SNAFUED OUR RIGHT PROP, SCORCH! HEAR IT! YEAH! SIT BEHIND ME FOR BALANCE, ALEDA! GOTTA FLY ON ONE ENGINE...I HOPE! MAD, RADIO OUR CAPTAIN PAL, SO WE CAN DOPE OUT WHAT'S COMING NEXT! ETHING'S FALLING FROM HIS POCKET! YIPPEE, CHARLIE, HE SPILLED THE BALL! IT'S OUR TURN TO GET IT! YEAH, IT'S YOUR TURN TO GET IT! IT'S LLIE! LAWSY HE'S CHEWING ON A BOOK! LET'S SEE WHAT... JEEPERS! HOW TO WRITE DRAMA NOW WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE MORT THIS BOOK PROVES THAT PAUL DE PAUL IS A PHONE! OH, MOTHER! DA-A-AD! WILL ANYONE BE USING THE PHONE ANYMORE TONIGH? OH, MOTHER! DA-A-AD! HEY KIDS, LOOK— HORSE SHOES! OR A SOCCER BALL? WHEEWW... OID I SAY THIS RUNNING A SUMMER HOTEL WOULD BE LIKE A VACATION ONLY WE'D GET PAID FOR IT? OOOOH MY FEET... I'VE BEEN ON THEM ALL DAY LONG... AND MY JAWS ACHE FROM SMILING!! PETERS IS IN HIS GLORY HELPINON KEEP THE AMUSED! AND HE SEEMS PUULAR WITH THE YOUNGER KEIT IF HIS HOTEL DUTIES FOR THIS SORT OF ACTIVITY! RUNNING THAT PLACE IS FUN... BUT THE HOURS ARE PLENTY LONG AND THERE'S LITTLE TIME FOR ONE'S OWN ACTIVITIES... WHY PETER HASN'T EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO FISH YET... OR SWIM!