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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.

be no more trouble in Cherokee Valley.

We interrupt this program to bring you a
special bulletin.

Floods at nearby Levee City have reached
the disaster stage.

Thousands of homeless people lack food,
shelter, and clothing.

The last is desperately needed.

We repeat, clothing is desperately
needed.

Relief Headquarters in Metropolis is
standing by for you.

If you have any old clothing of any
kind, please telephone and we will pick

it up immediately.

The telephone number is Zenith 8-8000.

I repeat, Zenith 8-8000.

Gosh.

Come on, Butch. Come on, Butch. Great
Gramps?

Yep. Did you hear that, Great Gramps?
All those poor people needing clothes.

Can I do what the man said? Can I? He's
got a whole heap he can send. Can I?

Yep. Boy, oh, boy.

Well, I got that figured out, Butch.

Where are you going, Great Gramps?

Oh, I've got a checker chub down at the
park. Now, I want you to look after the

house and be a good lad, see?

Don't worry. I got business to take care
of. All right.

Yep, this is it.

Now listen, Cubo, I get first pick of
the stuff this time. Shh, not so loud,

pal. You want the customers to hear?

Don't grab for nothing until we pull
around the corner.

We got a nice little racket, Mike.

Be careful.

Okay, okay.

That's right, kid.

I got all the stuff ready. Come on in.

Here it is.

I got a lot, didn't I? I sure bet it'll
help those poor people in the flood

area. You did a fine job, son.

Hey, you got a real nice dog there, kid.

And thanks for the fine duds. You're
welcome. I only wish I had more.

These are real fine things.

Hey, how about these, Sonny?

Oh, no. Those are great gramps.

Well, bye.

Bye. Bye.

Bye.

Come on, Butch.

Come on.

Bobby.

I took him.

I took him. I jumped.

I jumped. Two men.

Oh, I swear to goodness, I blasted them
just like General Lee did them blue boys

down there at Bull Run.

I had a good day, too.

Yeah? The relief truck came right over
and picked up the old clothes like they

really needed them.

I got rid of all my old stuff and some
junk you had in the closet.

Junk?

What junk?

An old sweater, a straw hat, that funny
old coat that was in the trunk, a pair

of shoes.

My...

Coat? My old coat? Gee, Great Gramps, it
was so old. With the big lapels and

funny buttons and... It was so long.

Way down to... My Prince Albert coat.

Who were the people? What place did you
take them to?

Why? What's wrong, Great Gramps?

Come on.

We got to hurry. We got to hurry.

You stay here and watch the house.

Come on, Frank.

You know where to...

I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson, but I checked
with our shipping room and everything

picked up in the early afternoon's
already gone out.

Where to?

Where was it sent, ma'am? Well, that's
almost impossible to say.

Someplace in the flood district, that's
where it went.

Come on, Bobby.

We've got to find it. We've just got to.

But why, Mr. Jackson? Why are you so
upset?

Wouldn't you be upset, too, if that was
your coat, ma'am?

And in the lining was your whole life
savings?

$10,000 in cash?

Oh, no.

Oh, you poor soul.

In the coat? All that?

But why leave so much money in an old
coat?

Because I don't like banks. No help.

It's all my fault.

All the years you've been doing without
great-grands. Oh, no, no.

We've been getting by, Bobby.

My pension's been enough.

Now we're saving it for your schooling.

To send you to college.

then have enough to give you a start in
life, whatever you're to mind to do,

like being a doctor or something.

Well, I'd say it was almost impossible,
like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But if you'll give me until tomorrow
morning, Mr. Jackson, I'll see if I can

find a clue as to where to look.

Well, thank you, ma'am.

I think I'll be going home now and get
myself a bit of rest.

Come on, son.

Can he get home all right, Great Grant?

Oh, yeah, I can... I know where we can
get help.

And when Mrs. Craig said it was like
looking for a needle in a haystack and

almost impossible, and when I saw how
upset Great Gramps was, I knew there was

only one answer.

Superman.

Superman's got to help me. He will,
won't he, Miss Lane?

In the first place, Bobby, it wasn't
your fault. You didn't know the money

was in the coat. You were just doing a
kind deed.

But as for Superman, well... Clark Kent
is the only one who can contact him. Mr.

Kent is on an assignment until tomorrow.

But, golly, we don't have any time to
lose. We've got to do something right

away. Please?

Well, I think we can make a start,
Bobby. The public has a big heart.

I think I see what you mean, Miss Lane.
And I'll get a picture of Bobby to go

with it.

What the people at the relief agency
don't know won't hurt him.

We made 18 bucks on a side.

Not a bad day. See what happens when you
listen to me?

Yeah, I'll listen to you.

$10,000 worth.

Huh? Says right there.

Wanted my grandfather's coat.

$10,000 hidden and given away coat.

Well, now, what about the coat, I ask
him?

Well, it's too old, says he.

Well, it wasn't too old to hold $10,000.

Shut up. Now, we was the ones that
loaded that stuff.

What truck did we throw it in? Oh, yeah.
Think, man, think.

Let me see.

Oh, I got it. I got it. Levy City.

Chum, we got big business out of town.

Fast freight to Levy City? And 10,000
clams.

Well, leave us lean.

So far, the story hasn't done any good.

That's why I'm glad you're back, Clark.
Maybe Superman. Well, I'm sure he'd be

glad to help if he can, Lois. That is,
if he's needed.

What about the drivers?

Did the boy describe them to Mrs. Craig?
Perhaps we can trace the shipment

through them.

Why, of course.

I'll go down... Wait it, wait it, wait
it. Hold it up just a minute.

In the first place, we know that the
coat is in the flood area, right? And we

know that you and Jimmy are going to
want to run right down there. And

furthermore, we know that you are going
to have to pack a toothbrush and some

other things.

So you get ready.

And I will go and check at the relief
office. Oh, Clark, would you?

Certainly.

And I'll let you know as soon as
anything happens. Good.

Hey, Jim, there's a car downstairs.

We want to be ready to take off as soon
as I hear from Clark.

Yeah, I'm in his office. Come on in.

I called the garage to gas up the car.

And I called Joe's lunchroom to order a
few sandwiches.

You think of everything.

Yes, Mr. Kent, we have been able to find
out a little something.

The clothing went to Levee City.

Levee City.

Well, thank you very much, Mrs. Craig.
It's a start, at least.

Relax, Jimmy. Clark can't possibly call
for at least another 15 minutes.

Hello?

Well, Clark, how could you have gotten
out there so fast?

Well, I just got here the fastest way I
knew, Lois. Well, anyway, did you find

out anything?

You did?

Fine.

Yeah, I've got it.

Levee City.

Levee City, here we come.

Oh, wait a minute. We better stop by and
see Mr. Jackson. Then he'll have a

little hope.

Here, Great Gramps. You haven't had
anything to eat.

You gotta eat, Great Gramps.

Please?

Oh, no, Bobby. I... I just ain't hungry.

We'll get the money back.

Miss Lane said Superman would help.

I've been planning this surprise for my
whole lifetime.

Gosh, Great Gramps, with all the banks
and... But I don't like banks.

When I want my money, I want it.

Sure, sure, Great Gramps. You're right.

No, I ain't.

If I was, I'd still have my money.

Hello, Miss Lane. Hi, Bobby.

Uh, Mr. Jackson?

Yes, ma'am? Your coat went to Levee
City. We're on our way to get it.

Well, that's mighty nice of you, ma'am.

But I doubt if you'll ever find it.

Anyway, we're going to give it a good
try.

Can I go, Miss Lane?

I know what it looks like, and maybe...
We'll be driving all night, Bobby.

You're better off here.

I can sleep in the car.

Please let me go.

Think of the shot I could get when we
find the coat and the money.

I don't know, Jimmy.

What do you think, Mr. Jackson?

Well, I reckon he'd kill me if he didn't
mind to.

Thanks, Great Gramps.

Hey,

I didn't hear a whistle. A dog whistle.

Too high pitch for human ears.

Takes a hearing as sharp as Butch's to
get it.

You take good care of Great Gramps,
Butch.

Let's go.

Now, say, my good chap, Vanderlip here.

Mortimer Vanderlip. Yes?

Star of stage, screen, and riverboat.

Performer before the crowned heads of
Europe and the inscrutable Orient.

Well, what can I do for you?

I'm totally ruined.

A pitiful victim of the raging floods.

My one-man show, an artistic
performance, I assure you, is scheduled

for Isleville this evening.

In fleeing the turbulent waters, my
trunk was washed away. All of my

costumes were in it.

Oh, I see. That's too bad.

But how can I be of any... All of my
characters are from Dickens. One of your

assistants stated that in this morning's
shipment of clothing, he saw a Prince

Albert coat.

Precisely what I'm in dire need of.
Prince Albert?

That might be in the reject pile. Just a
moment. Thank you.

Here it is.

Will this one do?

Oh, the gods are smiling on me once
again.

The audience at Ivesville and Mortimer
Vanderlip are eternally grateful, my

good man.

Thank you, thank you.

Hello, Clark Kent speaking.

Oh, yes, Bill.

Did you run that check on those two
drivers?

Aha.

They're both jailbirds, huh?

Well, I don't know, but I have a hunch
I'd better take a little trip.

I'll see you later.

Well, here we are. Let's hope we get
lucky.

Yeah, we're from the deadly planet.

This is Miss Lane, and I'm Jim Olsen.
Maybe you saw the story in one of the

early editions?

Matter of fact, I did glance at it.

And this must be the young fella you
wrote about.

Do you have the coat?

I'm sorry, but I gave it away very early
this morning before I saw the paper.

It may not be as bad as you think.

I remember who I gave it to.

Golly, what a break. Who is it? An
actor-type fella. Said his name was,

uh... Well, let's see now.

Oh, yes, Vanderlip.

Mortimer Vanderlip.

Where can we find him?

Well, he said he was playing tonight
at... Oh, now, let me think. Where was

it?

Now, don't forget. I do the talking. Get
it? Well, that's nothing new. You always

do. Ah, come on. Let's go.

Come on.

Think hard, mister.

Please. It means so much to great
Gramps.

I've got it.

Ivesville.

Mortimer Vanderlip and that coat will be
in Ivesville tonight.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Thanks a lot, sir. It's quite all right.

That's them.

The men who picked up the stuff at the
house.

Hi, kid.

Gee, I'm glad we got together here.

Yeah, I bet you are.

That's right, lady.

Kid, we felt bad, real bad, about the
money and your poor old great-grandpop.

After all, Mike and me was responsible,
too.

We should have seen or at least felt the
loot.

I mean, the money.

That's why we scrammed here, to help.

You were so nice in giving the clothes.

Well, we thought maybe we'd find the
coat for you.

Well, thank you, but we're on our way
to... I mean, we're going to pick up the

coat now. We're leaving immediately.

Well, golly, Miss Lane, we've been
driving all night, and I... I mean,

where we're going is five hours away.
Why don't we rest?

Listen, miss, I heard the man there tell
you about Ivesville.

Honest, I ain't trying to pull a fast
one.

See, I'm being straight with you, ain't
I?

Well, so what do you want?

Like I said, we're good guys. We want to
help. Right, Mike?

Oh, sure, sure, yeah.

Hey, I got a swell idea.

Driving is our business.

Why don't you folks rest, and we'll
drive you to Ivesville?

Well, jeepers, Miss Lane, you and our
boot dog tired.

Why don't we let him go along?

Well, okay, let's go.

Hey, what's going on here?

Why do we stop?

End of the line.

Okay, out of the car, all of you. And
over this way.

Come on, move.

I knew you two weren't to be trusted.

I'm sorry, Miss Lane. Oh, it's too late
to be sorry, Sonny. You should have

listened to the nice lady.

That's right. We ain't to be trusted.

We're putting you on ice for a while.

Maybe we'll call up and let somebody
know where you are after we get that

coat. Yeah, maybe.

Now, if you'll just step through that
little iron door.

This way.

Get in there.

Hey, how'd you know about this place?

My brother-in-law used to farm it, but
he couldn't make a go of it.

Well, what's it?

This here's the smokehouse.

Still good and solid. You mean your
brother-in-law used to have to come out

here when he wanted to take a smoke?

No, stupid.

It's for smoking meat and hams and bacon
and stuff like that.

Let's go.

Well,

there they go.

With a car.

I'm not nearly so worried about the car
as I am about us.

Look, there's a concrete floor.

Hey, Bobby, could you climb out that
chimney?

No, it's too small, even for me.

Yeah.

And look at that, a heavy slate roof.

We'll never get out of here.

Mr. McCoy?

Yes? My name is Clark Kintzer. I'm from
the Metropolis Daily Planet.

More reporters?

I've already spoken to two of your
staff.

I know. Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen. As a
matter of fact, I'm looking for them

right now, sir. The Ivesville Road, Mr.
Canton. I don't want to be rude, but

we're clearing out as fast as we can.
This is an emergency.

The entire city's in danger. What do you
mean, sir? The Levee City Dam is about

to give way any minute.

Come on, men. We got to get out of here
fast.

We better get out of here fast.

Everybody.

I'm sorry I got you into this, Bobby.

It's not your fault, Miss Lane.

Gosh, I wish Butcher was around.

I'd blow this and he'd start barking.
And his bark would bring help.

I'm sure he would, Bobby.

Am I glad to see you.

Well, you can thank Bobby Swizzle for
that.

You answered this?

Why, sure.

Well, hey, Superman, you could have come
in through the door.

Well, I know I could have, Jimmy, but,
uh, well, this seemed a little more

spectacular. Wow, through a solid brick
wall.

Now, would you nice people mind telling
me exactly what's been going on around

here? Well, the last time, gentlemen.

In spite of your grandfather's
sentimental attachment to this coat,

it's a matter of a livelihood to me.

I refuse to part with it.

As far as I'm concerned, I might even
say it's worth its weight in gold.

Well, you can say that again, mister.

But I'll bring it back. All Grandpa
wants to do is take one more look. I

promise, mister.

Thy word, my lord, is noble, but only
tricks thy conscience and thyself.

It is not for me to judge.

Well, good day, gentlemen.

I have to prepare for an artistic
triumph this evening.

Why don't we quit fooling around with
him, just slug him and take the coat?

I guess we'll have to. If you choose to
use force, you'll doubtless prevail, but

I assure you I'll resist with the last
ounce of my strength.

That will not be necessary, Mr.
Vanderlip.

Mr., are you really Superman?

Yes, I am.

I knew you were talking to get us in
trouble.

You arrived at the nick of time, sir.

Well, as you can see, I had very little
to do with it, actually.

Horber, would you mind calling the
police and having them pick these two

up? They have a great deal to answer
for.

A great pleasure, I assure you.

One more thing about your coat, sir. Its
owner would like to see it for just a

few moments. However, I promise I'll
have it back in time for this evening's

performance.

Your word, my dear sir, is quite a
different thing to that of those two

rogues. You may have the coat. And
welcome.

You're very kind.

No, sirree.

You just can't win from an old fighting
man.

Now, let me see.

But, Mr.

Jackson, why, this is Confederate money.

Yes, I know.

But I knew it would come into its own
sooner or later.

Just a matter of time, that's all.

Mr. Jackson, sir, I hate to be the one
to tell you this, but I'm afraid it's

worthless.

Worthless?

Well, as I said, I was saving it to give
Bobby a good education.

Mr. Jackson?

No, sir, that's Mr. Jackson right over
there.

Mr. Jackson, I'm Thomas Summerfield.

president of the Kerryville, Alabama
National Bank.

Our paper happened to carry your story,
and I'm happy to say it enabled us to

finally locate you, something I've been
trying to do for years.

Here you are, sir.

$5,000.

And 62 cents.

Before he enlisted, your daddy deposited
in our bank, you being a babe in arms,

Several hundred dollars in gold for you.

That's it, sir. With interest all these
years.

Well, I'll be dang jiggered.

And after the way I've been talking
about banks all the time, I feel I owe

you an abject apology, sir.

Oh, not at all, sir. It's our pleasure
to get this straightened out.

Yep.

It wasn't for the newspapers and
Superman.

Now, wait just a minute, Mr. Jackson.

Let's get the right start here.

It all began with Bobby.

Because he wanted to do a good deed. He
wanted to help people.

And that's what I call being real super,
Bobby.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I must return
this to Mr.

Vanderlip.

Oh, and don't wait up for me. I may stop
to see the show.

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.