anaheim-gazette 1952-07-07
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Anaheim Gazette
MONDAY, JULY 7, 1952
ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA
I LOST MY MEMORY,
DOCTOR—I DON'T
KNOW WHO I AM
CUT-RATE
PERSONAL PROBLEM
CLINIC
LET US WORRY
ABOUT YOUR WORRIES!
THAT'S WHY I WEAR
THIS MASK—THEN
OTHER PEOPLE
WON'T KNOW WHO
I AM EITHER—
WHY SHOULD OTHER PEOPLE
KNOW MORE ABOUT ME
THAN I DO?
THAT LAUGHTER
CAME FROM BEHIND
THOSE
BUSHES!
IF IT WAS A SPOOK
IT WAS WEARING
REAL BOOTS!
G-GOSH ALL
HEMLOCK!
RADIO SIGNAL
O BRAIN!
ASTAR PATROL
ON THE WAY!
ONLY LERA'S SHIP
RADIED! WHERE'S THE
REST OF ASTAR'S SPACE
FLEET...?
THERE THEY ARE!
TARGET!
GRIP! PLUS .125...
ON THE WAY!
FLEET...?
THERE THEY ARE!
TARGET!
AND THIS IS YOUR
GIRL-FISH WAVING
GOOD BYE 'TIL
TOMORROW!
YIPPEE—SOME RELIEF!
YOU ACTORS FOOLED
ME COMPLETELY!
HOW DID YOU
GUYS MANAGE
TO LOOK SO
EXACTLY LIKE
CROOKS?
BECAUSE
WE IS
CROO
NOT A BAD IDEA,
PATSH! MAKING A TRIP
TO THE BEACH TO CREATE
THE MOOD FOR MY NEXT
TV SCRIPT!
WELL
CHANGE INTO
OUR SUITS
AND MEET
OUT ON THE
SAND!
A SMORT
WHILE LATER
HENRY! YOU WONDERFUL
BOY! I HEARD THAT YOU
SETTLED A MONTH-OLD
ARGUMENT BETWEEN
HELEN AND BILL!
YES, DIANA—
I SHOWED HELEN
NHERE SHE WAS
WRONG—and I
SHOWED BILL WHERE
HE WAS WRONG—
NOW THEY'RE THE
BEST OF FRIENDS
AGAIN!
SIGNE HOW
UTTERLY THRILLING!
I DON'T KNOW...
OKAY, T. WALT, YOU CAN GO BACK IN NOW I'M SURE I GOT ALL THE HORNETS!! THERE WAS SURE A BATCH OF EM. IN THERE!
YOU'RE TELLING ME! YOU COULD DARN NEAR TAKE A CENSUS OF THEM BY COUNTING THE BUMPS ON MY HEAD!
T. WALT WAS IN NO CONDITION FOR ANY FURTHER CARPENTER WORK TODAY... WHEN THE HORNETS HAD STARTED BUZZING THE BUZZ OF INDUSTRY CEASED... BUT QUICKLY!!
MY SHOULD OTHER PEOPLE NOW MORE ABOUT ME THAN I DO?
Do Bergk!
MENTAL CONFUSION ELIMINATED
Carl Ryean
7-3
WE GOTTA DO MORE ADVERTISING FELLAS — NEWSPAPER ADVERTISING — WHERE IT REACHES INTELLECTUAL PEOPLE!
SO, LET'S WORK SOME GOOD CORPORATION
G-GOSH ALL HEMLOCK!
STOP! HALT!! WHOA!!!
I WOULDN'T HAVE BELIEVED IT, CUTHBERT!
AN AMAZING CASE, SUSIE!
STOP!
RYING TO TRACK DOWN THE PIGGY BANK THIEF, OAKY FOUND A PAIR OF BOOTS WHICH ARE ACTING IN A VERY MYSTERIOUS MANNER...
7.7 Reg U.S. Pat. 68, AP Newspapers
4 AGAINST THE PULL OF LIMBA'S GRANITY, LEBA'S ASTAR SPACE SHIP VAINLY PUTS THE DEAD WEIGHT OF SCORCHY'S CAPTURED LIMBIAN DERELECT AS THE ENEMY PURSUIT DESTROHERS TANGLE WITH ASTAR'S SAUCERS...
HOW DID YOU
YOU MANAGE
D LOOK SO
ACTLY LIKE
CROOKS?
BECAUSE
WE IS
CROOKS
D' ACT IS OVER,
FOLKS! AN' NOW WE
COME TO D' REAL
STICK UP!
YES, THOSE
CROOKS
WERE
.CROOKS!
THEY POSED
AS ACTORS ON A TELEVISION
BROADCAST—
AND THEN
CAME THE
REAL
STICK UP
SMORT
ILE LATER
MISS DIXON
MUST BE A SLOW
DRESSER...SHE'S
NOWHERE IN SIGHT!
GEE, I CAN'T
FIND DANA DIXON
ANHWHERE...SOMETIMES
"PRIVATE EYES"
WEAR DISGUISES
TO...
GNE HOW
BITTERLY
RILLING!
I DON'T
KNOW...
NOW THEY'RE BOTH
RAVING MAD
AT ME!
WHERE NOULD YOU
LIKE TO GO ON OUR DATE
SATURDAY NIGHT,
DIANA?
WHAT IF JUDID I TELL
GO OUT WISATURDAY
MODEST MAIDENS
Trademark Registered U.S. Patent Office
AT I LIKE ABOUT GOLF IS THE NEW PRO
AT OUR COUNTRY CLUB!
THIS NEW BIRD IN TOWN, T. WALT MENILLY,
SEEMS TO HAVE A TALENT FOR
GUMMING THINGS UP... THINK I'LL
DROP OVER AND SEE HOW HE'S DOING
WITH HIS HOUSE RENOVATING
JUST FOR LAUGHS —
WATCH IT PETERS, THE
LAUGHS MAY NOT BE ON T. WALT....
GO, LET'S WRITE UP SOME GOOD SHARP COPY!
I'll RUSH IT DOWN TO THE BUGLE IN TIME FOR THE HOME EDITIONA MESSAGE FROM THE CUT-RATE PERSONAL PROBLEM CLINIC
WHY GO BLSEWHERE AND GET STUPID ADVICE YOU CAN GET IT HERE CHEAPER!
STOP!
ALL RIGHT, DERN YE...
I'LL STOP!
OOF!
I GOTCHA!
ASTARIANS! KEEP 'EM AWAY FROM THE'BIG BOATS!
LERA! CAST OFF! SAVE YOUR OWN SHIP!
SCORCHY! WE HAVEN'T LOST YET! KEEP SHooting!
LIMBIANS! GET THE
KEEP ON AWAY FROM THE BIG BOATS!
SAVE YOUR OWN SHIP!
HAVEN'T LOST YET! KEEP SHOOTING!
LIMBIANS! GET THE BIG SHIPS!
THIS AIN'T NO GIG — 'BARRACUDA' AN' ME IS OILIN' OUT FROM A MOIDER RAP
I SEEN VER "SWORKHOUSE" TV SHOW—THEN I SOLD YOU ON TH' IDEA WE WAS TV ACTORS
NOW US THREE GETS AWAY IN "SNORCAR!" SEE? YEAH, I SND US THREE!
CAN'T A DIXON SIMONETIMES E HUES DISGUISES
I'M OVER HERE, PATCH!
WOW! WHAT A DISGUISE!
WHAT!! JUST WHEN DID I TELL YOU I'D GO OUT WITH YOU SATURDAY NIGHT!
YOU DIDN'T — HEM, HEM! A LITTLE BIRDIE TOLD ME.
OH, HOW CU-U-JUTE!
... IT MUST HAVE BEEN A LITTLE CUCKOO!!
MODEST MAIDENS
Trademark Registered U.S. Patent Office
7-7
AP Newspapers
JAY ALAN
TELL ME, DEAR, WHO WAS THAT NICE MAN I JUST SAID HELLO TO?