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The opening of an exhibition brings

thousands of spectators flocking to

Metropolis Museum.

Here to cover the display of rare relics

are reporter Clark Gantt and Cub reporter

Jimmy Olsen of the Daily Planet.

Boy, what a collection. I'm surprised

Superman isn't here to keep an eye on

things. I have a feeling he may be

somewhere around, Jimmy.

Stay where you are, everyone. Don't

move and no harm will come to you.

My hooded hirelings wish only to relieve

this trove of its treasure.

Stop, you guys, and you too, Mr. Whoever,

you surrender or we start shooting. You

think mere guns are enough to frighten

the sorcerer?

You see what I mean?Let that be a

warning to all who will try to thwart

me. Helplessly, guards and

spectators gape as the sorcerer's hooded

raiders loot the precious displays.

The party's over, sorcerer. Tell your men

to surrender. Really,

Superman?Such heroics are futile.

Believe me. We'll see about

that.

Oops.

Here. Try me, Superman.

Missed again. Now

you see us, Superman. No, you

don't. Hey, let me go. Get your

paws off me. Superman, help!

Stay, Superman. I warn you.

Do not try to follow us, or you will

never see the boy alive again.

Meanwhile, Jimmy is carried to the

Sorcerer's Cavern lair in a rocky

wasteland not far from Metropolis.

You may be a smart cookie, Mr. Sorcerer,

but how long do you think you can stymie

Superman?Just as long as you

remain my prisoner, my lad. Oh,

yeah?Well, that won't be for very long.

Lock him away in a good, safe place.

Oh, Sonny, go on! Quit shoving!

Now, unseen by his captors,

Jimmy's finger reaches deftly out to

flick a tiny switch on his wristwatch,

setting off the Superman signal beam.

Supersonic vibrations no human can ever

detect fan out in all directions,

finally to reach the superhuman ears of

Superman. The signal.

Good boy, Jimmy. Now I can find

you. Up, up,

and away!

Superman. Grab the guns.

Drop those guns, you fools! You're giving

your positions away!

I don't have to see you, gentlemen.

Nothing like a few super blows to break a

spell, eh, sorcerer?Now, where's

Jimmy?Find him yourself, if you

can. That shouldn't be

hard with X-ray vision.

Ah, there he is. And here I go.

Superman, you got the signal. Jimmy, you

OK?Sure, but hey, look. The saucer is

getting away. Not far.

Now hear this, Superman. You

have outsmarted me, defeated

me, but you shall not take the

sorcerer alive. For

now I die and all

perish with me.

I command the earth to break

open and swallow every

living being.

Do you think even you can stop an

earthquake, Superman?

I sure can try.

Down plunges the Man of Steel, boring his

way through miles of the Earth's crust in

split seconds, finally reaching the focal

point of the building eruption.

The Quaking. It stopped.

We'll last you, Superman. Looks like

you can't do anything right, eh, sorcerer?

Boy, what an adventure that was.

Yes, and what a story you got. Yeah,

thanks to Superman. Say, Mr. Kent,

you want to see a magic trick?No thanks,

Jimmy. That magic stuff baffles

me.