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The Adventures of Superman!

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 Kent, mild-mannered reporter for a great

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

and the American way.

Great spirit, hear me.

As the sands of time passes through my fingers, so has our chieftain gone to

the happy hunting grounds, leaving no son to succeed him.

With the voting sticks, we choose another chief.

Give us wisdom that our new leader may guide us with the spirit of a warrior.

Chief, great horse.

Donaga, the test of a warrior.

It is the law of our tribe, my son.

Donaga for the new chief.

I must undergo the test.

In two days, Donaga.

Wow! I mean, how?

How do you do?

Would you be so kind as to direct me to the office of the editor?

Certainly, Chief. I mean, sir.

My name is John Tallstar.

I'm Jimmy Olsen. How do you do? It's right this way.

There's someone to see you, Chief. Don't call me!

That'll be all, Olsen.

Oh, but let me... That will be all, Olsen!

Hey, what's the matter?

Oh, did you lose your bubble gum?

I come to you as a messenger.

Would you sit down, sir? Thank you.

I am not a chief nor the son of a chief, so I may not sit in council.

Yet I can be of service to Red Hawk.

And you come to me with a message from this Red Hawk?

Yes, Mr. White.

And though I'm much older than he, we have both been to the white man's

school. And thus he feels he can depend upon me to make his message clear to

you. Well, I'm very flattered that your friend should send you to me. And I'm

flattered that you should come.

By the way, how did you get here?

Fortunately, my family owns oil lands.

I flew here in my own plane.

I was a pilot in the last war. Well, that's interesting.

But the purpose of my visit, Mr. White, is to ask your help. In what way?

My friend Red Hawk is much concerned about his father, Red Horse, who has

just been elected chief.

Well, I sure think that would be considered quite an honor.

Why is he concerned about it?

Because it is the law of the tribes that a chief and elect must pass through a

great ordeal, a warrior's test.

Our people call it Donaga.

I think I'm beginning to understand.

You're a bit doubtful.

that Great Horse will be equal to this warrior's test, as you call it.

It is almost too much for a young warrior.

I think it will kill Great Horse, Mr. White.

Then why did he accept the chieftainship?

For the sake of our people.

His days are numbered, and he knows that if he does pass the test and become

chief, Red Hawk will succeed him.

Then Red Hawk, as a college graduate, will bring the benefits of modern

progress to our tribe.

And for this, he's willing to risk his life.

Great Horse is a proud man.

A stubborn man.

He will go through with the test of a warrior.

Well, what brings you to the Daily Planet?

I seek the only one who can help us.

There's an ancient legend in our tribe.

It tells of a mighty warrior.

The greatest fighter, hunter, leader our tribe ever knew.

When he died, according to the legend, he flew off into the clouds.

Since then, he has become a strong totem. A symbol of health.

We call him the Great White Bird.

This interests me. Go ahead.

A living counterpart of our great white bird can be located, I've heard, through

your newspapers.

I speak of Superman.

I've come to ask his help that great horse may be saved.

Just a moment.

Lois. Yes, sir?

Will you come in a moment, please, and bring Jimmy Olsen with you?

Right away.

Clark Kent, who is the one to contact Superman, is away on an assignment.

When he returns, I'll speak to him about this.

In the meanwhile, your story has news value.

Lois Lane, a staff reporter, can investigate for Mr. Kent.

And if you've no objections, I'd like Jimmy Olsen to go with both of you for

pictures. Fine.

I can fly them to meet Red Hawk.

He will welcome the young people.

Meanwhile, I will pray for the speedy flight of the great white... I mean,

Superman.

Boy, this is the life, Miss Lane. Real Indian.

When may we meet your father?

We may be too late.

Okati, the medicine man, must have found out I was up to something.

He has already started the naga. And your father?

He is praying to the great spirit that he may find the strength.

The council awaits him at the cave of the bear.

There, the first of the three tests will take place. Come.

It is almost time.

What's going to happen?

The warrior enters a cave blindfolded after the bear has gone in the cave.

My father will be unarmed.

And he's expected to come out alive?

If the gods will it.

Jimmy, stand by. I'm driving back to the station to call Clark. I hope he's back

in Metropolis.

But Jeepers, what can I do?

I don't know, Jimmy.

But if there's any way to stall, stall.

I've got an idea. Wait here.

Azokati, guardian of the tradition of our tribe. May I speak?

Son of great horse, Tornaga should not be interrupted.

Not even if our customs are being violated?

Speak.

Come, brother.

A guest has come to my father's wigwam.

A mighty wise man of his people. A young chieftain.

In the presence of the council, you have heard me call him brother.

Then, Okati, if we do not bestow membership in our tribe on our guest, we

will offend our ancestors, and all else must wait.

It shall be done.

Let your brother be seated with the council.

I'm at the reservation trading post, Mr. White, and I'll be waiting.

Please ask Clark to call me the moment he arrives.

All the clan, the mighty hunters.

Now a brother joins our tribe.

His name is Sagua.

What does that mean?

Big cough.

Now, Dunaga.

My poor father.

That man, the bear?

Yes. The first test of a warrior.

You all heard Redhawk.

He called me a chief, did he not?

I demand tests of a warrior.

And as honorary guest, I wish to undergo the ceremony before Great Horse.

What are you doing?

You heard him, Slade. I'm stalling. You don't know what you're saying. You'll be

clawed to death. I'm gambling on Superman to arrive on time.

That's what I'm doing.

And I've never been much of a gambler.

Redhawk, your new brother speaks like a foolish paleface.

I see no powers in him that make him rank as a chief.

Oh, no?

Well, watch.

Yes?

Oh, Clark, thank heavens.

Oh, hello, Lois. I just got back.

Yes, the chief told me about your Indian expedition. How's life in the wigwam?

It's no joke, Clark. This weird medicine man of theirs smelled a rat and pushed

this test of a warrior ahead.

Jimmy Olsen's back at camp trying to stall him.

What? You mean to say you left Jimmy alone with a character like that? You

know Jimmy hasn't got sense enough to come in under the rain.

He probably won't have to. It hasn't rained here in months.

Oh, very funny.

Yes, it's a course.

I'll do everything I can.

If I make the lightning guard to obey me, would that not be the mark of a

chief? It would be, if.

Then let the lightning flash.

Well?

Red Hawk's brother is indeed a chief.

Let him enter the cave of the bear.

He won't have any mercy with those claws.

You must walk to the back of the cave where he is waiting and return if you

can. Just watch me run.

Blindfolded?

me, aren't you? Are you all right?

I think so.

The bear.

The claws are gone.

Then the bear is no more. And my father? The bear must have struck the wall of

the cave.

Janago must go on.

Great Horse must now face the test of the tree.

To the tree.

What is this test, Red Hawk?

Look.

He must chop down that tree with his tomahawk in a matter of minutes.

The effort and strain will be too much for an old man's heart.

But not too much for the great white bird.

Superman will only get here.

Impossible. Impossible.

He'll collapse at any moment now.

Mr. Kent said he'd try to get Superman. I am grateful, but I am afraid it'll be

too late.

Look!

A great white bird.

It's Superman, Red Hawk. The help you asked for.

Wait a minute. He's trying to tell us something.

It is a sign language of my people.

What does he want?

He wants to get across the open space to the tree and my father without my people

seeing him.

I can take care of that.

Okitee, with this machine, the pale face keeps records of important events.

The medicine men of my people would be proud to have a picture of the brave

ceremony of Donaga.

There are... There will be a picture for the wise Ocatee to hang in his medicine

lodge.

So be it.

All right. Now keep your eyes on me and don't move.

Keep your faces right here.

That's it.

It is indeed a miracle.

I don't know how to thank Superman and you.

Golly, you translated the message, didn't you?

Superman has the spirit of help, as did the great white bird.

The last of Dunaga.

A test of black smoke.

Now your fate is indeed with the gods, my father.

Not even the great white bird can help you.

I wanted only one thing, Red Hawk.

That you should one day be chief.

Should the time come, I pray to the gods that I will be as brave a warrior as

Great Horse was.

Was? Wait a minute, you're talking as though he were already... Pipe of black

smoke means death if the medicine man is displeased.

And Okati is angry.

That is quite obvious, Mr. Olsen.

What'll happen?

Okati will fill the pipe.

My father will smoke it.

If the gods will it, the legend says, he will live.

But if Ocatee is against Great Horse becoming chief... But why should he be?

I think he senses that I am against the old superstitions and fears that the

medicine men have always played on to rule us.

Besides, he lost face when the bear lost his claws and the tree fell so easily.

It is time.

I won't let him go through with it.

It'll break his heart, but I'm going to stop it. What is it?

That black powder.

It is a poison. I am sure of it.

I won't let my father smoke it.

I won't let you smoke that black smoke.

It would be foolish... My son, if I have not the courage to complete Onaga, tell

me, can a man live without honor?

Could I ever again face my people?

Or you?

The black smoke.

Great spirit, touch the pipe to be smoked.

Let the lips of the warrior great horse bring him life or death.

Donaga.

The

smoke,

it's white.

The outside of the bowl, it's charred.

Somehow the black poisonous powder was burned away.

Neutralized. I don't know where Superman is, but I bet his X-ray vision had

something to do with this.

The great white bird has brought you a new chief.

The good spirit of help is now with our people, Okati.

Not your evil tricks.

You speak of legends, Red Hawk.

There is no such person.

You speak with split tongue to the tribe.

Oh, great white bird, the time has come.

I need your help.

Did you ask my help, my friend?

For what you have done, I am grateful. This is a trick.

A pale-faced trick.

He is not the Great White Bird.

The Great White Bird could run the gauntlet untouched. Let this one dare

that, Red Hawk.

Oh, boy, what a cinch. Get up your gauntlet, Brother Tribesman, and watch

Super... I mean, watch the Great White Bird run it like it's never been run

before.

Prepare the gauntlet.

The warriors strike hard.

Now.

Donaga is complete.

I am chieftain of this tribe.

Okati, hear my word.

Red Hawk shall be the true medicine man of our people.

And he shall succeed me as chief.

Warriors of the past.

God's in great spirit.

Peace and plenty must be ours.

For the great white bird has come amongst us and he has blessed us.

Let the hunting be good.

Let the warriors be brave.

And above all, let there be rain.

Rain is our greatest need.

But not even the great white bird can bring us that blessing.

Great horse.

Wait. Remember the legend of the great white bird.

Remember how he flew away into the sky?

Let this man of pale face trickery fly.

Such is the test of the great white bird.

Well, I wish I could have been there. It sounds like it must have been pretty

exciting. Golly, look at the swath souvenir I got. The hatchet great horse

used to chop the tree down.

I got one, too. A necklace from the claws of the bear.

My father is honored to present you with a symbol of our tribe's gratitude.

You have shared the blessings and friendship of the great white bird with

my people.

I name you Okichi Boyan.

He who writes with thundering machine.

Gosh, Chief. Don't call me... Well, all right, James. This is one time you may

call me Chief.

And thank you very much.

Don't miss the next real packed episode in the amazing adventures of Superman.

Superman is based on the original character appearing in Superman

magazine.