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Faster than a speeding bullet.

More powerful than a locomotive.

Able to leap tall buildings at a single bound.

Look, up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane.

It's Superman.

Yes, it's Superman.

Strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with powers and abilities

far beyond those of mortal men.

Superman, who can change the course of mighty rivers.

Bend steel in his bare hands.

And who, disguised as Clark Tenth, mild-mannered reporter for a great

metropolitan newspaper, fights a never-ending battle for truth, justice,

and the American way.

And now, another exciting episode in The Adventures of Superman.

From the very first moment that Jim Olsen set foot on Moose Island, off the

coast of Maine, to spend his vacation with his Aunt Louisa Horn and his cousin

Chris, he had a feeling that something was wrong.

Aunt Louisa's house was the only one on the island.

A gray, weather-beaten cottage with the sea almost at the front door.

Aunt Louisa herself seemed very nice.

Jim hadn't seen her since he was a baby.

Couldn't even recall what she looked like.

But underneath her pleasantness, Jim sensed a feeling of strain, of anxiety.

His cousin Chris, whom we'd never met before either, baffled Jim completely.

He seemed deliberately unfriendly.

Aunt Louise's house was spotlessly clean, kept that way by Alice, the

pretty housemaid.

But when he was introduced to Alice, and Jim realized the poor girl was deaf and

dumb, his heart sank.

He felt immediately sympathetic toward her. And besides, it left only his Aunt

Louise with whom to talk.

Because as far as he knew, Chris, Alice, and his aunt were the only human

occupants of Moose Island.

Jim's uncle had been dead for 20 years, but Aunt Louise had kept his room just

as though he were still alive.

When Jim heard there was going to be his room during his stay, his spirits

revived. and he determined to make the most of his first vacation on an island

off the coast of Maine.

Actually, Moose Island was a wild and exciting place.

There was the old lighthouse that had been deserted ever since Jim's uncle,

Captain Horn, had drowned in a storm some 20 years before.

There were huge rocks and cliffs with tremendous seas breaking over them.

and massive boulders rising from the shore like grim sentinels.

Jim was exploring the shore the first afternoon of his arrival when he heard

the horrible sound for the first time.

What's the matter? Did I scare you?

Well, a little.

Come on down to the beach and give me a hand.

Better get that stuff stowed away before the tide comes in.

Say, you ain't the kid we was talking to last night.

Last night?

Oh, no, I just got here. You must mean my cousin Chris.

Chris tell you anything about me?

No, he didn't. Then you better go and tell him to come on down here.

Tell him Mac wants him.

Okay. Tell him to make it snappy. He don't want to get caught by that tide.

Where's Jim?

He went out for a walk. Did you tell him to keep away from the lighthouse and the

beach? Yes, he promised me he wouldn't go near them. I don't like him snooping

around. We shouldn't have let him come here in the first place. It was too late

to stop him.

It's lucky I remembered he was coming at all.

Chris?

There he is now.

Where have you been?

I said only Mac wants to see you. Where'd you see Mac?

Out there in the woods.

What were you doing in the woods?

Taking a walk.

You were spying, that's what you were doing. Spying on what?

As if I had to tell you.

Chris!

You better go out and talk to Mac, hadn't you?

What's the matter with Chris anyway?

That cousin of yours has a terrible temper.

I wouldn't provoke him anymore and you could help.

Provoke him? All I did was go out for a walk.

Makes him furious if anyone goes near the lighthouse.

or that he'd reach the other end of the island.

I didn't. I was out walking in the woods when I thought I heard someone drowning.

In the woods?

Don't laugh. Jeepers had nearly scared the daylights out of me.

It sounded like a woman.

That's when I ran into that sailor. No, no, no. Sit down here, Tim, and relax.

We don't want you imagining things like those crazy natives on the mainland.

I didn't imagine that voice.

Aunt Louisa, isn't the lighthouse closed down?

Yes. The government discontinued the light 20 years ago. Why?

Well, the old man who drove me to the docks said that once in a while people

on the mainland still see the light. Nonsense.

Jim, will you do me a really great favor?

Sure, Aunt Louisa. Forget this nonsense and this little unpleasantness with

Chris. I want you to have a real vacation.

Promise me?

All right.

That's a good boy.

Nothing unusual happened for the next two or three days.

Then, as Jim was starting to get ready for bed, he suddenly became aware of

something disturbing him.

Golly, the light's on.

Gee, now the light's off.

We're told to keep away from here.

I saw the light. What business is it of yours?

None except... Except what?

It's been out of operation for 20 years.

What if it has?

The man who drove me to the dock said this lighthouse is haunted.

Maybe it is, so what?

Jeepers, Chris, I'm a reporter. This would make a terrific story.

If you write one word about anything you've seen around here... Chris, you

wouldn't like me... I will so help me if I ever catch a problem around here again

sticking your nose in where it don't belong.

Go on and get to bed.

Aunt Louisa?

Aunt Louisa?

Aunt Louisa?

Oh, it's you, Ellis.

Oh, I get you. You want me to go with you.

You lead.

I'll follow.

Where do you two think you're going?

Louisa, are you all right?

What do you mean, am I all right?

Well, you weren't in your room. We were just going out to look for you.

Alice should have known better than that.

Go to your room.

Good

night,

Louisa. Good night.

Hello, Clark Kent speaking.

Yes, I'll hang on.

Jim, how are you?

I was just thinking about you.

Sure, I got your postcard.

Jim, what is it?

Mr. Kent, you'd better come up here as quick as you can.

Something's wrong. I don't know what it is, but you'd better hurry.

Take the first plane if you can.

I'll try and meet you at the pier on the mainland if I can get away.

I was disconnected.

No, no, I don't know the number.

I can't.

Golly, am I glad to see you.

How are you, Jim?

I don't know whether I'm coming or going.

What happened? I thought you were going to meet me on the mainland.

Chris and Aunt Louisa went out in the boat.

I tried to phone into town, but the line's been cut off.

Say, how did you get here?

Well, Jim, that's a long story. But what's going on? You said on the phone

there was something wrong.

Come on.

I'll tell you everything that's happened while I show you around.

This is one of the places where you heard that cry for help.

It sounded as if it came from over there.

Last night I heard it outside my window and this morning outside the kitchen

when I was phoning you.

This is where you ran into the sailor. He was standing back of that bush.

Let's see.

Could we get a look at the beach and that cave before your aunt and your

cousin get back?

It's almost dark. I'm getting pretty close to supper time. They're apt to be

back any time now. That's a chance we'll have to take. Which way do we go?

The beach and the cave are on the other side of the island.

Up this way.

It's uncovered about 20 hours of the day.

You can only see it at very low tide.

Gosh, it's dark in there.

Uh-oh.

What? Fog's rolling in fast.

Probably just what they've been waiting for.

Who? What do you mean?

Have you got the letter your aunt wrote you inviting you up here?

Sure.

Now, see it.

And, uh, here's the note.

It was left on my pillow last night, too.

Oh.

And the writing's identical.

Sure, Aunt Louisa wrote both of them.

Could you give me another specimen of your aunt's writing?

Get her to write you out a recipe or something.

Oh, I guess so, but why?

Just a hunch.

Well, you better get back for the mission.

Are you coming?

I want to look around a little bit first.

You go ahead. I'll see you later.

Superman.

Lieutenant, I need your help.

You... You need my help? Yes, there's something wrong on Moose Island.

Definitely Coast Guard business.

Nate, change the course for Moose Island.

Jeepers, I better find Mr. Kent.

Mr.

Kent?

Mr. Kent?

Mr. Kent?

Mr. Kent?

Mr.

Kent?

Mr. Terry!

Another hour and the tidal covering will be complete.

Serves him right for snooping.

What's that?

Coast Guard cutter.

They got the only twin siren on this shore.

Come on, Mac. Maybe we can hold him off.

He met her gas tank. She might blow her up. A lot of varying you'll be able to

do in this fog.

That's my department. You stand by that contact switch and blow up the

lighthouse if they get through.

They can't do anything to us if they don't find any evidence. Chris, Alice is

up there with her. That's her hard luck.

The fog's so thick I can't make out the island.

Tell him to shut off the engines.

Cut the engines, Nate!

See something?

Yes. There's a man with a gun on the top of that hill.

I can't see a thing. How do you do it?

You hear that?

I can't hear anything and I can't see anything.

It's Jim. He's in trouble. I must go to him. We'll be there in a minute.

I better take the wheel. A minute will be too late. I'll see you at the door.

Thank you.

Mr. Kent?

Mr. Kent!

What happened? Where are you?

It's all right, Jim.

Superman. How are you feeling?

Golly, what happened?

I can't remember anything after they jumped me in the cave. If I'd come two

minutes later, you'd have been food for the fishers.

Jeepers. What are Chris and Maxwell steamed up about that cave for anyway?

That cave happens to be the subterranean entrance to the lighthouse, Jim.

When the tide is right, they can float a boat all the way in and unload it

underneath the lighthouse without anyone being the wiser.

What's so wonderful about that?

Well, if you're a smuggler and you want to keep what you've smuggled away from

the authorities, it can be pretty important.

What's that?

That's the Coast Guard.

You feel up to a little climbing?

I'll carry you if you like.

That's the Jim I used to know.

Lieutenant Haynes and Nate will take care of Chris. You and I have got to get

to that lighthouse right now.

Incidentally... Have you got that sample of your Aunt Louisa's handwriting that

Clark can't ask you for?

Yeah, I got a recipe for blueberry pie.

And another one of those crazy notes signed Aunt Louisa.

But the recipe's in completely different handwriting.

Just as I thought.

The woman that wrote that recipe is an imposter.

They've got your Aunt Louisa bottled up somewhere in that lighthouse. Come on.

But that's the way back to the cave. That's the way we're going. It's the

shortest route... Good evening, Mrs.

Carmody.

I hope I didn't startle you too much. What are you doing down here?

What was I doing all those weeks up in that lighthouse?

We kept you there for your own good.

I know.

If I tried to telephone the Coast Guard to let them know what was going on here,

you probably would have killed me.

It isn't true.

We didn't hurt you. Sit down, Mrs. Carmody. Sit in that chair.

Did I do it well?

Perfectly. You're wonderful, Aunt Louisa.

All my life, I've been wanting to capture somebody with a pistol.

Say, where's that handsome Superman?

Oh, he went out to find Mr. Kent.

Well, now, if I was just 30 years younger... Well, if it isn't Mrs.

Carmody's boy, Chris.

Good evening, Lieutenant.

Good evening, Mrs. Horne.

You mean he isn't my cousin, Chris?

Heaven forbid.

He's Mrs.

Carmody's boy.

She was my housekeeper before all this nonsense began. He came to deliver this

right after your cousin Chris went into the service.

Who's that?

Mr. Kett. Mr. Kett? This is my real Aunt Louisa. So I gathered.

My, but he's handsome, too.

As a matter of fact, he looks like... The lighthouse is loaded with contraband

merchandise. Silk, leather, English china, silverware.

Cases of it. You want to take a look?

Well, uh... Go right ahead, Lieutenant.

Your prisoners are perfectly safe with me. I wouldn't dream of killing anyone

unless, of course, they tried to get away.

I'm sure they'd be perfectly safe.

And if you think of it while you're out there, you might disconnect those wires

that are fastened to that dynamite that got stashed under the stairway. Somebody

could pull that switch and blow us to smithereens.

We'll take care of it, Mrs. Horne. Don't you worry.

That's it, Mr. Kent. I told you I heard it. Why don't you open the door and let

him in?

Open the door and let him in. Oh, man.

You can never get them to do a thing without an argument.

Poor Peter. He probably hasn't been fed for weeks.

Shush, you old fool.

Ha ha ha ha!