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The Adventures of Superman.

That took on a beating 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.

Hi, Superman.

Oh, hello, Jimmy. What are you doing here?

I was at headquarters when Inspector Henderson got the call.

Once it looks like the kid beat out Clark Kent on the Superman story.

Oh, I wouldn't say that, Inspector. Kent gets around, too, you know.

Wait. Hi, Superman.

Thanks again for helping us. Not at all, Inspector.

Well, there are a couple more crooks locked up, thanks to him.

Want to lift downtown?

No, never mind, Inspector. I want to look around here for a bit.

What for?

You, uh, you didn't happen to see that crowbar laying around anywhere, did you?

You mean the one Superman wrapped around those two crooks?

Oh, boy, it was bent like a pretzel.

No, he got it off for us, and then, uh... Well, that's funny.

There were quite a lot of people around. Maybe somebody picked it up. What do you

want it for?

Oh, I, uh, I thought it might make a good souvenir.

Yes, it would. Matter of fact, I wouldn't mind having it myself.

But I guess we're out of luck. Somebody beat us to it.

So long, Jimmy.

Come on, Inspector.

Super. Man.

Super.

Here. Here.

Now, what do I charge?

Ten dollars. No, no, no. That's not enough.

No, no, no.

Twenty-five dollars.

Twenty-five.

Here, here. Feel this. Feel this. A solid iron crowbar. Or maybe steel.

Now, could you bend a crowbar like that? Or could I do it? No, no. Only Superman.

The great Superman. Wait a minute. Never mind all that stuff. You were in the

crowd when they arrested those guys, weren't you? I saw you walking along the

street afterwards.

Yes, yes, of course. But you can't take this away from me. No, no.

Finders keepers. Oh, this is one of the best finds I ever made.

Now, not $24.50. Would $24.50 be too much?

You mean you picked that up just so you could sell it? Well, what do you think

I'm in business for, my health?

I was in business for my health until I got the Superman idea.

Now, look, look.

A spinning wheel. Would you want a spinning wheel or an oriental back

scratcher? No, of course not. You're a young man of the metropolis. And when

you buy a curio, it's got to be authentic. It's got to be real. It's got

to be Superman. No, wait a minute, sir. You're talking so much that I really

don't understand what you're trying to say. Look, look.

$20.75.

No. I don't have that kind of money.

But do you mean you've got other Superman stuff? Yeah, maybe something

for $5. You do have $5, don't you?

Well. Maybe three or four. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

350, 350, and it's yours.

A brick?

A brick? Oh, you ignorant young man. Look, look, look. That's where his thumb

went right through. The one and only such brick in existence.

You mean Superman's thumb?

Yeah, the something or other case. You must have read about it in the Daily

Planet a couple of weeks ago.

Well, anyway, anyway, he smashed through a brick wall, and I collected every one

of the bricks.

And that's the last one there is.

Three and a quarter.

Oh, I'll take it. Three and a quarter.

Gee, but you've got all kinds of Superman souvenirs, haven't you? Gee,

Willie, proprietor, at your service. The Superman souvenir shop.

Yeah. Golly, that's some idea.

Well, thank you, sir.

Yeah, come back, won't you? Come back.

As you can see, it was just a routine assignment.

Hi, Mr. Kent, Miss Lane.

Look what I got.

Well, who are you going to throw that at?

Nobody. This isn't a throwing brick.

This is a saving brick. What are you talking about?

Apparently, Jimmy's planning on getting married, Lois, and he's saving up for

his house brick by brick.

What on earth? Let me see it. Be careful. Don't touch it. It's the only

one there is.

Look, that's his thumbprint in it.

Whose? What are you talking about?

A Superman souvenir.

It's real, too. The guy at the store said it was the only one. Oh, I know,

but I'd better cost you three or four dollars, didn't it?

How do you know?

I found that shop yesterday. And Mr. Willie, isn't he the cutest thing? But

you should see the bargain I got.

Will someone please tell me what this is all about?

Oh, you're not interested.

Look, Jimmy, a dagger and only $4.95.

Bet that's better than a dirty old brick.

I'm going to use it as a paperweight at home.

Gee, I wish I would have got there first. What good is it? It's bent.

Oh, Clark, really.

This is the same knife a spy used to try to stab Superman with last month. It's

bent because it couldn't pierce his skin.

Oh, sure, I remember.

Huh? How could you remember? You're out of time, Mr. Kent.

Oh, don't pay any attention to him. He's up in the clouds today. The boss has

been patting him on the back for getting that story about Superman catching

crooks this morning.

Oh? But that was the story I was going to write. I was there with Inspector

Henderson. I mean, oh, I got so interested in souvenirs, I forgot all

about it. I don't blame you, Jimmy.

Gee, the things that Mr. Willie's got.

Maybe I could write a story about him.

About those souvenirs.

Golly, Mr. Kent, you ought to see that cruel boy. Mr. Kent is just not

interested, Jimmy.

He hit me.

He hit me. Mr. Jasper, sit down. Jimmy, get Mr. Jasper a glass of water.

You know me? Of course. Jasper and Company, Chemical Engineers. Your office

is right down the corridor.

Now tell me, who hit you?

I don't know. I never saw him before.

He had a scar.

The payroll.

That's what he was after. I've got to get back to my office.

It was the whole payroll for my plan out of town.

That money's gone. I'll be ruined.

No.

It's still here.

That's strange.

I was unconscious.

He could have taken it.

It looks to me like you were just plain slugged. Have you got any enemies?

No, not that I know of.

He was such a huge bruiser. He must have been here for something.

Let's see.

I was just sitting there playing with the paper knife I'd recently bought.

Did you say a paper knife?

It's gone.

It was just a silly little thing, I know. It was only worth a few dollars. I

picked it up this morning at the curio shop.

Believe it or not, it was a dagger all bent out of shape when it bounced off

Superman.

Superman?

You know something?

That's what he took.

That's what the man came here after.

It must be. It's the only thing that's missing.

But why?

Was it anything like this?

Why, yes, that's it. That's mine. How did you get it? Oh, no, it isn't. I

bought it yesterday afternoon.

Well, that's strange. It's identical.

Same blade, heavy handle, everything.

And Mr. Willie said mine was the only one there was.

That's what he told me, too.

Let me see that knife, Lois. No.

Well, I just think that something that Superman should know himself, that's

all. Yes, I think he should. Well, maybe he will. And maybe I'll find him and

tell him about that souvenir shop.

It's my knife, Clark, and my mystery. You weren't even interested. All right,

Lois, all right.

I'm sorry, but this isn't the time to go into it. But it is the time for you and

Jim to take this gentleman down to see Inspector Henderson and tell him the

whole story. Oh, and just what do you propose to do, Mr. Kent?

Well, inasmuch as everyone is so interested in souvenirs, I thought I

might shop around a bit myself.

Would you hurry, please? I'm late for an appointment. There you are, and there's

your change.

Good morning, sir. Good morning. What can I do for you?

Good morning. I understand you sell souvenirs here. Of Superman.

Oh, the crowbar. Yes, indeed, I do. And you're just the man for that crowbar.

Well, I don't know about being the man for a crowbar, but I am interested in a

knife. A knife?

Yes, the dagger that was supposedly flattened on Superman's chest. I believe

you have it. Oh, that knife. Yes, yes, indeed, I have. Yes, I have it right

here. Oh, you have it?

Well, there's only one, naturally. All my souvenirs are authentic originals.

Is that so?

Just ask Superman if you don't believe me.

Now, that knife is right there.

Oh, I remember. It's out back. I took it down the street for polishing the other

day. Anything I hate is a rusty souvenir. Oh, so do I.

Yeah, yeah. Well, don't worry. It won't take a minute to unwrap it. Well, take

your time. I'm in no hurry. I like to look around.

I'll find it. I'll find it. Don't worry.

Yeah, yeah.

Here we are. Here we are.

It'll... Just be a minute now. Just be a minute.

Oh, I dropped it.

I didn't hurt it a bit. There, look at that, look at that. Bent by the man of

steel himself.

And only $7.50.

Mr. Willie, has it ever occurred to you how Superman might feel if he caught you

doing this?

No harm in selling souvenirs.

I don't think he'd like it very much.

Nonsense, nonsense. I know Superman better than you do. He's got nothing

against me. He doesn't want to see me poor.

That's not what I meant. I'm talking about selling fake souvenirs, like that

drawer full of extra knives there.

No, my souvenirs are authentic. That is most of them.

Wait a minute.

That woman who was just here drove off in the car. What did she buy?

Oh, just a little souvenir.

What kind of a souvenir?

Well, it was a knife. A knife. Well, who is she? Where does she live? I don't

know. I don't know anything about her. I do a strictly cash business. No charge

account. Hence, no names and no addresses.

Oh, fine.

That must be crazy.

Now, you say a man took your package? A man with a scar?

Yes. And there was my purse right there.

Why didn't he take that?

What was in that package?

Oh, just a silly little knife. A bent-up little knife.

I mean, you bent it. It was a souvenir I just bought.

Superman.

What does it mean?

I don't know yet.

With the number of knives floating around, I'd better find out in a hurry.

Will you excuse me?

Certainly. Thank you.

Great Caesar's ghost. How many?

And in each case, the man just took one of those knives, eh, Inspector?

Kent, where have you been? This is the craziest story we've had in years.

Is that Inspector Henderson?

Three more people have been assaulted, and from each one, they took a souvenir

knife, all just the same.

Chief, has Lois Lane come back to the office yet? Yes, yes, go on, I get it.

Shh, I said, has Lois Lane come back? Chief, I'm sorry, let me have it. Hello,

Bill? Hey, what's all the shouting up there?

Yes, Kent, I heard you. Miss Lane's still here at headquarters, so of course

she's all right.

Oh. I was worried. She has one of those knives herself, you know.

She has?

Well, she didn't tell me anything about it.

Well, I think you better take it away from her.

Everyone that has one seems to be getting in trouble.

What's this about more people being assaulted?

Oh, yes.

Three others who bought knives also had them stolen.

No, nobody killed yet. But it was probably the same scar-faced man who did

it. You'd have to move awfully fast.

Well, not necessarily.

One of these assaults happened last night. The others earlier this morning.

I've got Mr. Jasper, the chemist in the other room right now, trying to put

together a description of the scar face for us.

That's where Miss Lane and young Olsen are right now.

But I sure didn't know she had a knife.

Hang on a second.

What's bothering you?

Nothing. I was just trying to remember. I think his scar was on the right side

of the face.

Miss Lane?

You mean the girl reporter?

Yes. She and the boy went out of here several minutes ago.

Went out? There was a messenger here with a note, something about a fire in

her apartment.

Miss Lane and Jimmy went over to her apartment, something about a fire.

Thanks, Bill.

Hey, where are you going, Kat? They may be in trouble again.

I don't smell any smoke.

Isn't that a fireman or a piece of fire? Okay, don't bother to turn around.

Step over there, Miss Lane. You tie her up and blindfold her, but good.

What's this all about?

Just a knife, that's all.

What do you want with that knife?

Don't you wish you knew?

Make a million bucks, maybe?

Because I'm a nut for souvenirs, maybe?

Jimmy, are you all right?

I never learned not to fool around with me.

Well, it looks like I'm too late here again.

I tried to jump the guy with the scar, Superman, but he whacked me over the

head, and he got away with the knife.

But, Superman, I've got it. I know why he wants those knives.

There's something valuable hidden inside one of them, and he keeps chasing after

them until he finds the right knife.

I hardly think that's likely. But, Superman, the real knife, I mean the one

Mr. Willie claims all these to be, is the one a spy tried to stab you with

several weeks ago, remember?

And he was from Asia.

Maybe there's a secret formula hidden inside one of them. Just a minute,

Jimmy. We're getting a little wild, aren't we? Superman, if you could only

use your X-ray vision on him... Oh, Superman, he's right. Why else would a

man be so frantic to get all these knives?

Well, there's one sure way to find out. How?

I'd get hold of one of these knives myself and walk around... Oh, but he'd

never attack you.

Oh, that's very true. So I'll get Clark Kent to do it. And I'll keep an eye on

him. Meanwhile, you two be careful.

Well... He and Clark Kent are certainly being thick these days.

They sure are.

Got it. We'll leave the seventh night. That's what the bot needed.

This guy's got the craziest reactions.

Let go of your unconscious.

We've got to take him with us, Louie. Give me a hand.

This is it, Louie.

A big house right ahead.

The boss will be along pretty quick, and then we can collect our million bucks,

pay, and retire.

Hey, what a job.

Hey, let go of the knife. I got it. Now the job's really completed.

Come on, we'll dump him on you.

Yes? Who?

Superman?

Yes, yes, I'll get there as quickly as I can.

Got it. We got it. A million bucks.

Leave us be on our way.

Leave us.

Hello, Inspector.

Well, well, already captured them, eh?

Well, these are just the hired hands that did the work. They don't look

bright enough to mastermind anything.

They were bright enough to collect a cool million dollars.

A million dollars?

But who paid them? What could be in those knives that's worth that much

money? Well, we'll find out when we go up the road a little ways.

Can Flannery here take care of these two characters?

Flannery can.

So hop in if you don't mind riding in a car for a change.

My pleasure to drive with you always, Inspector.

Yes, who is it? Inspector Henderson.

Oh, hello there. Come in, come in.

Mr. Jasper.

Yes, this is his home.

That's right. What do you want? You know, where are the knives, all seven of

them? Knives?

Perhaps I can help you, Inspector. I see them through that wall on the table.

I don't understand.

They're just souvenirs, I thought.

Here we are, Inspector.

Mr. Jasper, you're under arrest.

You're responsible for all this.

What? Why, I haven't done anything.

Don't you realize I was even assaulted myself?

Sure, sure. To make it look good, I know. No, please, listen to me. Never

mind, never mind.

Superman, I'm going to look around the rest of the house. All right, Inspector.

You believe me, don't you?

I was just sitting here working.

We have a synthetic metals program underway, you know.

But if someone else has been in the house, I'm sure I didn't know about it.

I see, Mr. Jasper. Well, everyone seems to think there's something very valuable

in one of those knives.

Oh.

And you're going to examine them with your X-ray vision?

That's correct.

Well, that's the most powerful X-ray in the world, isn't it? I presume so, and I

want it to be.

We'd better stand back. We could be burned by the ray bombardment so

intense. That's quite correct. As a matter of fact, you'd better all wait in

the hall.

Very well.

Looks like you're all wrong.

There's absolutely nothing hidden in any one of those knives.

Of course not. The knives are mine. I bought them legitimately.

Maybe there has been a mistake.

Superman, look at this.

Seven more knives.

I found them in the upstairs hall.

Oh, no.

I don't think you'll find anything hidden in those knives either,

Inspector. Hey, maybe those are the ones the guy with the scar stole from the

people and just brought here.

But why?

And who did he deliver them to? And if there isn't anything in the knives...

Well, at least you know I'm telling the truth now.

You can't prove I've done one single thing wrong.

I've never seen those knives before.

And the ones in my office, well, they're just mine, that's all.

Now, please, take your mysteries out of here.

Superman, what do you think we ought to do?

Believe him, I guess, Inspector.

That is, if Mr. Jasper will grant us one small favor before we go.

Why, of course. I'd like to cooperate.

Fine. I'd like to have one of your knives as a souvenir.

Certainly. Here.

It's all yours.

Oh, no.

Not one of those.

I want one of the knives in there that I just subjected to my X-ray vision.

What?

No. I mean, help yourself.

You're afraid to go in that room, aren't you, Mr. Jasper?

You know all about harmless metals, don't you?

Perhaps the alloys I saw in there are no longer harmless.

Please, don't make me go in there.

It's all very simple.

You hire a couple of thugs to steal knives, so we'll think there's something

hidden in one of them.

Why? So you could trick me into using my X-ray vision on certain knives that you

made yourself, right?

Yes. Yes, the knives are made out of alloy.

I've worked on this all my life.

But your X-ray was the only one that was powerful enough.

I don't get it. What's he talking about?

I'll show you, Jimmy.

There, you see?

Jeepers. You see, Jimmy, certain alloys can be changed when bombarded by an X

-ray. That is, provided you can find one powerful enough.

Mr. Jasper here has made a truly remarkable discovery.

And he tricked me into using my X-ray vision on those knives of his, which

transformed them into pure radium worth many millions of dollars.

All right, Mr. Jasper.

Come along with me.

Yes, Mr. Willie.

Well, everyone's taken care of but you.

Everyone? The police have just appropriated several million dollars

worth of radium from Metropolis Hospitals. It was obtained fraudulently

by a man who's now in prison.

Prison? Fraud? But, Superman, you're not going to say that what I did was that.

Not exactly.

But I want you to stop selling Superman souvenirs, even if they're genuine like

that crowbar.

Well, but I have stopped, can't you see? I'm in the pastry business now. My wife

does the baking and I do the selling. Oh, that souvenir business was far too

dangerous. Far too dangerous. You're absolutely right. Well, good luck to

you. Oh, and don't eat up all the profits.

Oh, Superman.

Yes?

Anytime you need a wedding cake or anything like that, just please, it'll

be on the house.

Thank you. I'll remember.

Oh, that beautiful thing.

What a souvenir that would make.

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.