anaheim-gazette 1952-08-18

MONDAY, AUGUST 19, 1952 ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA ALFRED HMANN—A HUMOROUS ARTICLE CALLED "I SLINK THROUGH THE NIGHT BECAUSE MY SUIT IS TOO SHABBY BY DAYLIGHT"— NOT BAD, ALFRED—NOT BUT I'M WONDERING ABOUT THAT TITLE— MILLIE, IF WE'RE MILLIONS OF YEARS IN THE PAST, HOW'RE WE EVER GONNA GET BACK TO THE MIDDLE AGES?! THAT'S UP TO YOUR FRIEND, MURDOCK! BUT FOR US THIS IS THE PRESENT, OAKY— AND BE INTUITIVE SCORCHY SMITH I MUST GET BACK TO MY PATROL SHIP! WE'LL DISCUSS SMITH LATER, LERA! ALL HEAR! ASTAR SKYPORT BELOW! ALL HANDS, LANDING STATIONS! ALL JETS COUNTER GRAVITY BLAST! RICHY SMITH HANDS, LANDING STATIONS! DICKIE DARE WE'VE TURNED IN OUR CHARTERED BOAT... OUR VACATION IS OVER! FRANKLY, I'M GLAD TO GET YOU'BACK TO YOUR SCHOOL, WHERE YOU'RE SAFE... SAFE? H'm... WE OW! AT LEAST HINT ABOUT DICKIE'S NEXT ADVENTURE ADV. OF PATSY WHAT'S THE PITCH, MISS DIXON? A BEACH TOWEL PATCH! A VERY IMPORTANT PROP FOR TONIGHT'S WHODUNITY! BODY ON THE OPENS WITH THE A LOVELY BLOOM WRAPPED IN THE T SHE IS A DUMMY NATURALLY! OH, DIANA COME NOW, SUSAN! IT'S TIME FOR YOUR BATH. SWISH! SO THERE'S WHERE THE MUSIC IS COMING FROM !!... WELL ILL BE DOGGONED!!... I SURE SEEM TO HAVE STUMBLED ON TO SOMETHING MIGHTY INTERESTING!! COME ON, PETERS--- WHAT IS IT? 8-16 MORRIS NOT BAD, ALFRED—NOT BAD— IT I'M WONDERING ABOUT THAT TITLE-- WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT A GUY'S SUIT BEIN' SHABBY? WHEN OTTO WAS SIX YEARS OLD, YOU ADVISED ME NEVER TO SPANK A CHILD WITH MY OPEN HAND— CUT-RATE CLINIC PROCESSIVE ADVICE AT A PRICE YOU CAN MAY* YOU SAID TO USE A NEWSPAPER INSTEEM HE WOULDN'T BE AFRAID OF MY NA ...AND IT COULD BE VERY INTERESTING! SINCE SHE AND OAKY ARE IN THE PREHISTORIC PAST, MILLICENT MONN HOPES THAT THE SITUATION MAY PROVE TO BE ROMANTIC... BUT SHE IS IGNORANT OF THE DANGER THAT NOW THREATENS HER! HEY, YOU! STOP!! OAKY, WHAT'S THE MATTER? 8-18 Aug U.S. Pat. Or. ONE DEGREE LEFT RUPPER... STEADY AS SHE GOES! BREAKING THEIR SPACE SPEED BY A THREE LAP ORBIT OF ASTAR, LERA BRINGS SPACE SHIP #3 DOWN FOR A LANDING ON HER HOME PLANET, EARTHMAN SCORCHY AND GOR FOLLOW IN THE BIG CAPTURED LIMBIAN... BREAKING THEIR SPACE SPEED BY A THREE LAP ORBIT OF ASTAR, LERA BRINGS SPACE SHIP #3 DOWN FOR A LANDING ON HER HOME PLANET, EARTHMAN SCORCHY AND GOR FOLLOW IN THE BIG CAPTURED LIMBIAN... E? H'M... WE AT LEAST HINT OUT DICKIE'S ADVENTURE THE SKY'S THE LIMIT! — AND IS THERE A LIMIT TO THE SKY? DAN HAS DRIVEN DICKIE BACK TO THE FLORIDA BRANCH OF HIS NAVAL ACADEMY BODY ON THE BEACH OPENS WITH THE VICTIM A LOVELY BLONDE WRAPPED IN THE TOWEL SHE IS A DUMMY, NATURALLY! GULP! SHE LOOKS PRETTY REAL! DON'T BE ALARMED PATCH! THE BOOT ON THE BEACH" IS PLAYED BY A DUMMY! DIANA! JUST THE GIRL I'M LOOKING FOR TO PITCH FOR MY SCHOOL TEAM! WE'RE PLAYING A LEE HIGH TOM OUR ACE PITCHEL AND WE'RE SUR WITHOUT HER MODEST MAIDENS Trademark Registered U.S. Patent Office BROUGHT ME A MINK COAT ONCE BUT THERE WAS A BLONDE IN IT! BY GOLLY THAT ROOM LOOKS LIKE A PHONOGRAPH RECORD SHOP!! WHAT DO YOU SPOSE THEY'RE DOIN' WITH ALL THEM RECORDS WAY OUT HERE ON THIS LITTLE ISLAND!! WHILE PETERS IS SNOOPING INTO THE MYSTERIES OF THE APPARENTLY LONG ABANDONED ICE HOUSE ON THE TINY ISLAND A SUDDEN STORM HAS COME UP... RAIN...THUNDER...LIGHTNING AND WIND!!! AND THE LATTER HAS CONSIDERABLE BEARING ON PETERS' IMMEDIATE FUTURE — YOU SAID TO USE A FOLDED NEWSPAPER INSTEAD, SO HE WOULDN'T BECOME AFRAID OF MY HANDS WELL NOW HE'S FOURTEEN AND HE'S SO SCARED OF NEWSPAPERS THAT-- HE CAN'T EVEN READ YET! OAKY, WHAT'S THE MATTER? BLAP! WHY COULDN'T YE KEEP YER TRAP SHUT? YE MADE ME MISS! CHUTES OUT!! ON EARTH WE HAVE CATAPULT TAKE-OFFS! BUT ASTAR USES 'EM FOR LANDINGS! WOW!! LOOK, DAN, MY BUSTED ANKLE IS ALL SET AND SO AM I—I CAN WALK! ALMOST MAKES ME WISH YOU WERE BACK ON YOUR BACK! IF I KNOW YOU... OFF YOU'LL GO ON THE DOUBLE, HOT FOOT FOR NEW TROUBLE! SHE'S PERFECT FOR THE P- PART! MEANWHILE, MIKE FLAGG, THE NOTED PRIVATE EKE, IS IN CONFERENCE WITH HIS MYSTERY CLIENT!!! NOW THAT YOU'VE DECIDED TO REMAIN ON THE CASE, MR. FLAGG SHALL WE PROCEED WITH THE INSTRUCTION? WE'RE PLAYING AGAINST LEE HIGH TOMORROW! OUR ACE PITCHER IS ILL AND WE'RE SURE TO LOSE WITHOUT HER! YOU'RE THE ONLY GOOD HURLER I KNOW WHO CAN PITCH US TO A WIN! CAN I COUNT ON YOU TO BE AT THE BALL PARK BY NOON TOMORROW? SURE! I'LL BE THERE? LOOKS LIKE WORD SHOP!! HEY'RE DOIN' RDS WAY OUT ISLAND!! INTO THE MYSTERIES ANDONED ICE HOUSE STORM HAS COME UP! AND WIND!!! AND BLE BEARING ON URE MODEST MAIDENS Trademark Registered U.S. Patent Office JAY ALAN - AP Newspapers 8-18 "I'd Marry Jack in a minute if he was taller or better looking or if he'd ask me!"