PAGE 26 DETROIT EVENING TIMES (PHONE CHERRY 9800) COMICS Friday, February'2B, 1941 BLOHPIE LUUa «• -Btondl#” Each Monday at 7:*o P. M. Over Station WJR Bv Chic Tonne Walter Winchell RAF Heroes (Continued from Page Five) ? ) C --UMM-CMUW- BOOR CONNECT OM.S THE mnW WITH / - r ILS f ) the Spitfire was being overhauled kToN V* GLUB-FbOOT J S CW3WOOD Icaktt S oup-phoc < proved that every bullet in each On Oromhruff of the eight gun-belts was in place Trad* Mark Cep> ii*hl. 1»«1 There were other fights, some in sw’irling masses of English and The New York Scene enemy formations, and a fevt( with isolated fighters, cut off from ffewsboy the furlinod coat. hat .and glove* Weeping warm the herd. guttrr THEwith his variety of tans .. T)>c *ign fire . Thr Honda . EAS V—SO METIMES tn a lower Broadwaj beanery: “All you can eat for 50 cents but don't be a pic.’ . . The midtown picket parading in front of a cafe- Sometimes Christie brought
gain mg a portable radio . . . Radio City Music Hall. w here you can- down hi* victim in a few staccato not purchase mints or candy to crunch on to disturb others during seconds, sometimes he jockeyed
the show . . . The huge Polo Grounds and Yankee Stadium standing for minutes before squeezing his' around like orphans waiting for Spring and bhschall to make them gun-button and watching his fire! live again . Th« Bron\ cafeteria which window-displays a likeness eat into the metal sides of a J«1 Lana Turner above a sign reading: "Hot Dishes.” Messerschmidf. “Can’t explain It.” he. pon- < (Starring Popeve) Showing—“ dered. "Sometimes I'd give the : THIMBLE THEATER Now Gold Fever!” Tomorrow—“ Mining; His Own!” / a quirk, second's burst, Toss of Her Head for Competition 4 Runs REGLAt? GfOLD-RLftH— ) 1/ SIPEE! LOOK? [/'GEE-GOSH. 't i xopt. Ftg^T l THAT K.HTNCI. W, and down Ihe fellowr would THE- DUMB coyotes PCPWE —IFOUNO ( HERE’S A J FfcRDMtR. 'Y IW PERZEN, JfIIfADISON Avenue near 52nd stri'et. the home of Columbia tumble. Other times I’d have »fT KNCW VA-SALTeO QUARTER HALF A -X A HE ) Aa f 1 GUESK Broadcasting An elderly couple busking for coins he with an him squarely in my sighta and | MIME VMTH A LOME r \ BUCK' J V. accordion she singing and passing the hat. Every once in a while give him a good dose and noth- she'd ieach for a tall note and as she did she’d toss her head back. ing would happen—just didn't
To look up at the broadcasting studio* her comjietition .. . The high happen to hit a vita) spot.” school girl practicing her shorthand by copying down the news Then came the day over the bulletins circling the Times Building the right speed for dictation - mouth of the Thames that Christie 1 PA 1 as they round the comer . . . Sign in a bookshop: "Capitalize on jour himself was knocked down. He] fisomnia." was fighting an escort of Messer-! schmidts while the Nazi bombers; went on to bomb London. Mabel's His and He Can Have Her "There were plenty of them.” he said, "and I recall seeing two rPHE elevation of ihe McGraw-Hill edifice on 42nd street an of the ships collide in a terrific
architectural rhapsody in blue . . . The derelicts w-ho could use smash—almost haad-on.
n meal themselves—feeding crumbs to the Bryant Park pigeons . . . "It was the first time that I The scribbling on a Tenth avenue near 50th street billboard: "Mabel had seen that happen, and 1
is Hymie's Valentine'' . . . And under it. the cynicism: "He can have must have let my attention i her!" . . . Sign in a Sixth avenue spaghetti shop: "This place owned wander. For. the next minute, and operated by a Greek'' . . . The men in khaki waiting in line for ham! In the flash of an eye DONALD DUCK A “Catastrophic” Costume! By Walt Disney the early morning 42nd street burlesk shows to open ... A sight my cockpit was a churning mass >ou'd never believe: Thr photographer at an Es*ex House beauty con- of flame and I remember putting test asking a girl to lower her skirts! my arm lip to shield my fare—- that's where I got this burn. Careful! Girls' Pictures Present PCI.LB RIPCORD "Fortunately the blast and milE parrot shop on Sixth avenue which advertises: “Our parrots semi-explosion must have forced * speak for themselves!” One of them has a vocabulary that would my glass hood hack and blown make a debutante blush . . . The billiard parlor on the West Side me out Into the air. Because 1 with a sensayuma—a sign says: “Watch your language, please. We found myself falling—boy! I’ll have girls' pictures all over the place!" . . The fragrance of baking never forget the sudden, de- bread as your train pA&sos tho Prospect Park station of the Brighton licious sensation of that cool sir lane . . . Broadway Rose featuring a monocle. as I plunged down. "I felt around cautiously as I tumbled to see how badly 1 was Cab Gets High Silk Polish ! hurt, seemed almost as though 1 had lost the sense of feeling. DUFFY S statue in Duffy square near the Palace Theater 1 recall taking a careful look at * —and the smile on his face you think you detect —because of all m.v burned sleeve and seeing red.
. the soldiers on leave who gather there . . The cabbie at 47th raw, glistening flesh of the arm street and Broadway polishing the hood of his car with silk where the skin had stripped BRINGING UP FATHER Tough unmentionables, Beard as some editors would say . . . The faeade of the away In mllky-whlte strips. Music Box Theater. It looks as though it were waiting for Helen “And presently, with a bit of HgnnnngnMnMj BE HERE GCAOOUS-WHAT IS < x Hayes to play the from & . balcony scene R. J. . . Sign on sign a I realized that I a shock. was iIP HE GITS, IN THAT RASPING NOISE |rT SOCNDS LIKE ] "We . truck: hang to live" . . The patriotic old-timer solemnly, plunging toward the ground at IkAOPE EIGHTS IN THE SOMEONE USIN' the from KITCHEN?CO* saluting flag waving a passing truck . . . The ice skaters in 170 miles per hour and If I HE DIP LAST SEE-I'M AFPAID IT'LL L A NUTMEG- ! Radio City stopping to look at the people! wanted to live I'd better yank T- HE CAN'T WAKE FATHEP UP - j GPATEP TO I ¦ om-it"., vop HB that ripcord. ce ... I . i ¦ PAT HP P ¦ ,WA,'|Kj' IM TMt |j "How long I fell I have no ¦¦l KITCHPM ' - Training for Track in THIS Weather recollection now, hut It must’ve been close to a minute. I remem- ELTINGE passing the Eltmge Theater, which was named ber thinking about my hnrnlng **JULIANhim lie . . plane and M for but which never played in . The proverbial track- worrying whether it ¦ m garbed hero jogging along Central Park East in the shiwvvwery would fall somewhere Inland In temperatures . . an English . The beanery sign: “Please don't trip the waiters—- town.” fa" ~eß I . .’ we said . . Trip!” . The contented chorine in a midtown &¦ jf \'^C ai delicatessen DOCTORS WAITING JZ l her * rubbing leg across the back of a cat . . . The sudden silence at ihe Stock Exchange at 3:01 p. m. and at the Broadway theater-ticket On the ground below surgeons I ¦¦ 111111 brokerages at 8:31 pm... The eager small-town journalist—just as were waiting with ambulances ami, 9 :::;i:i jfl^^E( :rff::lw O. Henry described him. making the rounds ol the editorial rooms—- medical kits, ready to attend both "willing to take anything." English and enemy fliers. So soon after he hit the water, where lie ¦ floated around in his Mae West, TOOTS AND CASPER The Making of a Financier Policeman's Horse Doesn't Care he was bundled in wads of oil- soaked cotton and gauze, being, CASPER. IVE A CONFESSION "TO SURE! T WANTED TO TEST IVE ZrOT T CASPER HAS BEEN MARVELOUS I WHEN VOU START THE ferry boats at night—like over the rushed a base ONE WHO SO YOU— You USED TO SAY WEEK WITH AND WAVE mHE glowing fireflies Hudson’s toward for skin! ¦OVTMAKFt I'M THE , YOU f THE ISCHEMINZ*- ALL WEEK 351000. midnight blackness . . . The steady clop-clop of the hansoms' grafts and convalescence. COULD MAKE MONEY IE You I WHOLE ItryimZ,TO FIGURE A WAY £IOOO.°-? LEFT AT THE END OF the "The HAD A WEEK A REAL . my hosses through Central Park between 2 and 6 ayem . . The calm real story in outfit.” ! A LITTLE CAPITAL To f £IOOO.tS ITo MAKE 81/x PROFIT YOURE FINANCIER! indifference of a policeman's steed to the roar of the traffic about said Christie, ’’ls about m.v 1 ...... m...... ( .croup cm Ti ¦' .om. , him . . . The rude shoving and pushing of New Yorkers during the .squadron leader, Douglas Bader j
rush-hours . legless subway . The chi-chi cackling in the theater lobbies at —a chap, who has per- intermission . . . The shows’ spies eavesdropping on the critics at formed miracles in the air.” Bader, premieres—to catch an opinion . . . The pit-pat of the pickaninnies commanding the aJI-Ca-i in the store foyers along The Great Watt Way. nadian squadron of which Christie is a member, had lost both legs ini a pre-war air accident, one being, Tune in W ALTER WINCHELL BROADCAST each Sunday, amputated just above the knee and the other close to the hip. 9 to 9:15 p. m., on station W'XYZ, Detroit. But when war came, the RAF 1 waived its usual physical regula-1 tions and. in the frantic need for experienced pilots, let Bader flv a Hurricane with the aid of arti- Complete toVMOVIE OUTFIT ficial limbs. 1 LlffLE ROONEY A Oream Comes True! BEYOND AGE LIMIT ANNIE - 1 IT, Not only thal is GLORyOSKX CAPTAIN BEGINS TO tfl? IT3 YOUR STAND, )f G*WAN .YOU'RE HONEST, ZERO, IKIN SEE BUT ITHINKIT \j£ but he 34. far WERE IT J AIN'T TRUE THEM BRINSiN' " IRI6IIHR $30.14 vnim beyond the limit allowed by strict TIM MEAN M LOOK LIKE AM r^ JUST FOOLIN'ME.'U JUST IMAGINE ~ ... REALLY / LITTLE A JUICE STAND JUST LIKE RAK rules for a fighter pilot. GONNA HAVEA L W ars- —GOING TO HELP TM TOO -*BUT j SWELL ORANGE J ..... 1...... The authorities tried to “ground ¦ him.” related Christie. "But Rader said: Til shovr y°u.* Jumping Into a Hurricane and virtually making the ship talk. He rould do more with a plane without his lega than most RAK pilots could with both of theirs. So when he came down he Just said: 'Wliat about It. gentlemen V They shrugged and marked him lit and he'a been at It ever since." Christie was married last week in one of the major social events of the Montreal Winter. And soon he will receive a manila en- TILLIE Dangerous velope THE TOILER Knowledge “ franked "On H. M. " S.” and SO PAUL'S L SAY IF FULLER,GET )/- aJsF read the terse, blunt older inside, f OKAY, WHY, YOU LITTLE AREN'T WELL,I CAN'T LET YOU GO OR \ NAME IS Ijf YOU'RE AN OUT ANO SHOW US W BLUEPRINTS? "-——v FULLER, AFTER ALL YOU'D Te.K FULLER MIGHT J “f.leiit. G. P. Christie I* — J J AfiO or- . dered to duty FULLER 7[ OFFICER,LET'S )( NEVER WHERE YOU'VE HIDDEN < -fy .r=- . BE WARNED., in THE immediate in Ena-* land ..." y p His momentary paradise is bub- n' m * ble-frail. || • 69c 8 jj9.95 I *n»l* l« «|»r«lr #' ° . t»W* —nrrviHtNMr II JIQ J 4 tn i*rrf'"mam-r Prr. I«.«„ (hiili II r, J_ YOU in «... r ... .in, I H.- V.*;*;i..V'—i', .*• •"< .V.n:->-'<» > ,u Jungle I I satW Jim Gets l'— » #ur ' ' I Y.U' "°^ 1 no. ’* Cre