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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.

trouble with the watchman.

That safe combination hit it right on the nose.

And how was business?

Better than we expected.

At least a hundred thousand in time.

You're on the course I gave you?

Right. We're out in the country now.

Good. Double back according to plan and meet me here exactly 135.

Sure you're not being followed? Sure, I'm sure.

We made a clean gutter.

Okay, which turn do we take?

What difference does it make? They both curve around and go back towards town.

Yeah, but one's shorter than the other. Trouble is, I can't remember which one.

Who cares? Take one and let's get going.

We ain't moving.

You got it in gear?

Oh, I got it in gear, but we still ain't moving.

We still ain't... Look, the mirror.

It's... It's Superman.

Run for it, you fools.

Gus, what's going on?

Answer me.

Answer me.

They won't be answering you for a long time, whoever you are.

Because they'll be in jail, where you'll be sooner or later. Get this, Superman.

Somehow, someway...

I'm going to get you.

Meantime, you'll never get to me.

You'll never get to me.

You're still crying.

That makes four times in a row he's busted up your plans, Mr. Griswold.

That's four times too many.

Something's got to be done about him.

I am going to do it.

Well, that's a good story you did, Kent.

On Superman capturing those two jewelry store bandits.

And your coverage of the horse show, Miss Lane, has been excellent.

Thank you, Chief.

But you... Wait a minute, Mr. White. Whatever I did, I didn't do it.

What did I do?

You know what you did.

When I sent you over to cover the new show at the Orpheum Theater, I meant for

you to write a review, not devote the entire column to a cheap vaudeville

magician. But he isn't a cheap vaudeville magician.

He's a miracle man.

Honest, Mr. Kent, you wouldn't believe some of the things he did.

Well, he took one girl, right there on stage, and he levitationated...

Levitated. He levitated her.

He made her float right on stage.

That is a miracle?

What else? Why, he even passed hoops around her to show there weren't any

wires holding her up. And not only that, she was stretched out, stiffer than

iron. Why, another girl even sat on her while she floated.

It's one of the oldest magic tricks in the book.

Didn't she used to belong to the Amateur Magic Society and do this very same

trick? Did it all the time. Nothing to it. Well, you could do it again,

couldn't you? Of course.

Well, then, I don't see why you don't. As a matter of fact, I don't think that

Miss Lane would mind being the subject in this demonstration. Would you, Miss

Lane? Why, I'd love to be levitated. Sounds like fun.

Well, of course, it's been ten years since I did it. I might be a bit rusty.

Oh, I quite understand, Chief. You might be a little rusty, as you said. But if

you're afraid that she might fall and hurt herself... Fall?

When I levitate a person, they stay levitated until I unlevitate them. Yes,

sir. But like you say, Chief, you're a bit rusty and... Rusty? Who's rusty?

Slane, are you ready?

Well, are you really?

Go on, Miss Lane. We'll catch you if you fall.

She's not going to fall.

So I'm rusty, am I?

You did it, Chief. Just like the guy in the show.

And it isn't a trick.

Of course it's a trick. Look here.

What happened?

You mean you don't know?

Mr. White levitated you.

I said I would, didn't I?

Carly, Mr. White, could you teach me that trick? Now, wait just a minute,

Jimmy. If he did that, he'd be expelled from the Society of American Magicians.

That's exactly right. And now I'll thank you all to go back to work.

The guy out there wants to see you, Mr. Griswold.

He says it's about an enemy of yours.

Enemy?

What does he mean? Who is he?

He says his name is Van Bruner.

Professor Van Bruner.

Van Bruner.

Oh, yes, I remember.

I did some business with him before he was sent to prison for selling

laboratory secrets.

Send him in.

Sure you want to see him, Mr. Griswold? Send him in.

Got you, Mr. Griswold.

Okay, come on in.

Good to see you again, Professor.

What can I do for you?

Nothing.

The important thing is, what can I do for you?

What would it be worth to you if I would destroy Superman?

You mean knock him off?

Precisely.

Professor, if I can find the man who can do that, I'll make him a millionaire.

Only it just can't be done.

I can do it.

Just how much do we know of Superman?

We know nothing can hurt him.

You're wrong.

He's vulnerable to one thing, an element called kryptonite. Everybody knows that,

but what good does it do us?

Unless... Have you got any kryptonite?

No, and I doubt if they could be found anywhere on Earth.

It is not in sufficient quantities for our purpose.

Then what do you bend an aria for?

Superman came here when his planet Krypton exploded into a supernova.

Correct? That's right.

That explosion sent a billion trillion particles of kryptonite into outer

space. Particles so tiny they couldn't be seen with the naked eye.

Correct? What are you going to do? Put on a space helmet?

Fly out and gather them up on a butterfly net?

No. But I have perfected a way of gathering energy from them. I've already

prepared two installations necessary for the job at hand.

Would you like to come with me and see them?

Get the car, Eddie.

We're a concrete hole in the ground.

So what?

Sixty feet deep. The fall's sufficient to kill anybody.

Except Superman.

True.

But it's this which will destroy him.

You're going to squirt water on him and drown him.

No, my friend.

Look.

That is the second installation, two miles away.

What is it, Professor?

A radar pickup or a solar mirror?

Both guesses are close, Mr. Biswell.

But instead of picking up radar signals or heat from the sun, it's designed to

collect minute particles of kryptonite floating in space.

Sounds fishy to me.

It's harmless to ordinary humans, but if I aim it at Superman, it will first rob

him of his super strength and eventually destroy him.

How do you know without trying it on him?

I guarantee it. But as for trying it on him, that's your job.

Fat chance of him standing still while you aim a gadget full of kryptonite at

him. He wouldn't come within a mile of it.

I wouldn't bet on that, Eddie.

I think we can induce Mr. Superman to come right where we want him. Oh, yeah?

How? I've noticed he has a close connection with a reporter on the Daily

Planet named Clark Kent.

Kent is a close friend of two other reporters on the planet, Lois Lane and

Jimmy Olsen.

Congratulations, Mr. Griswold. You're thinking exactly on the lines as I

expected. If we can trick Olsen and the girl into a position of danger and let

Clark Kent know about it...

He might send Superman to the rescue. How do we get Olsen or the girl here in

the first place?

By magic, Eddie.

Young Olsen is overboard about magic.

So we placed an advertisement in the columns of the Daily Planet.

An advertisement that would mean the end of Superman.

I've got it, Miss Lane. I've got it. Simmer down, Jimmy. You've got what? For

a measly $5, I can be just like Mr. White. You can?

Are you sure you want to be? No, you don't understand.

Be a magician.

Look at this personal ad.

Magic tricks revealed.

Professional secrets taught.

Make people disappear.

Saw a woman in half.

There's a gruesome thought.

Levitate any living subject.

You understand, Miss Lane? Levitate it. Just like Mr. White did to you.

Complete personal instruction.

Only $5.

I don't see how they can teach you all that for $5. Don't ask me. But I'm going

to take the course.

That is, if I can borrow $5 from you until payday.

Oh, that's it.

Oh, well.

Easy come, easy go.

Golly, thanks, Miss Lane. Hey, wait a minute, Jimmy.

Aren't you going to make an appointment?

I already did. I'm going there now. Well, I'll go with you.

You will?

Well, I have to protect my investment.

Come on.

Mr. Olsen, he's got an appointment.

Mr. Griswold?

Miss Lane, no appointment.

You're welcome anyway, Miss Lane. Won't you sit down? Thank you.

It says on your door, Mr. Griswold, that you're an investment counselor.

Doesn't say anything about magic.

Magic is my hobby.

I certainly couldn't make any money at only $5 for a complete course.

I don't know how you can do it anyway, but I can hardly wait to get started.

In that case, let's leave it once for my place in the country.

Your place in the country?

What's the matter with here?

In my business office, Miss Lane.

I'm afraid some of my customers might consider that frivolous.

And besides, all my equipment's at the other place.

Of course.

Just the same, I still think this whole idea is ridiculous, and I'm not going,

Jimmy. Oh, suit yourselves.

As I say, it's only a hobby, and at these prices, I certainly don't have to

beg for customers.

Wait a minute, I want to go. If Miss Lane doesn't, she'd like me... All

right, Jimmy, if you insist on making a fool of yourself, I guess I'll just have

to go along and help you.

Will you really teach me that levitation trick, Mr. Griswold? Absolutely, my boy,

absolutely.

This is a funny kind of a place to teach magic tricks.

I think it's great.

Nothing but a square concrete hole in the ground.

Kind of gets you, don't it?

Yeah, it sure does.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Just what is the idea, Mr. Griswold?

You'd hardly expect me to conduct classes on Main Street, would you, Miss

Lane? Well, hardly on Main Street, but this isn't just one block away.

And what is this thing, for example?

Piece of apparatus for what I hope will be the greatest trick of my career.

You could say that again.

A super trick, you might say.

Golly, Mr. Griswold, will you teach that one to me, too?

You can be sure you'll be in on it, my boy.

Now, Mr. Griswold, Jimmy is primarily interested in the levitation trick. Why

don't we settle this for that?

Of course.

But I intend teaching Mr.

Olsen how to do the trick in the most spectacular way ever devised.

With you as his subject, he will levitate you from the very bottom of the

shaft clear to the top. Wow!

You mean you expect us to go down into that hole in the ground?

That's right, lady.

Well, I for one ain't going to stand for it. Come on, Jim, this has gone far

enough. At the moment, Miss Lane, I was hoping you wouldn't make it any more

difficult than necessary.

Some trick.

I told you this whole thing is ridiculous, Jim. I'm sorry, Miss Lane.

The only excuse I can offer is I'm stupid.

The rope, Eddie.

Miss Lane first.

You mean you really are going to put us down there? I really am.

You know, of course, you can't get away with this.

I know I can't, Miss Lane, but I'm doing it.

And I'd advise you to cooperate.

There'd be a nasty fall down that shaft.

Go on, Miss Lane. Go on.

Go on.

I'll be in there, Olsen.

Down with her. Go on.

That dame almost shanked me into the well.

Not a bad idea.

Hurry up. Get the rope around him, buddy.

Better have him this way anyway. Easy to handle.

Are you all right, Jim?

Yeah, Miss Lane. I guess so.

Well, so much for that.

The thing to do now is to go on up to the observatory and join the professor.

And while in the observatory, we will observe what kind of tiger our bait will

catch.

Oh.

I guess I've done it again, Miss Lane.

Oh, that's all right, Jim. I've pulled some pretty silly ones in my day, too.

Not coming here in the first place, huh?

Sounds like they've gone.

Yeah, but we're not going anywhere.

But why, Jim?

I can't figure out why anyone would want to put us down here to begin with.

I don't know.

I'm thinking the only enemy I've got in the world is Eddie Davis.

I owe him $3.

He wouldn't do this for $3, would he?

I don't think so.

Besides, I don't owe him a cent.

Maybe it's a gag.

That's it, Miss Lynn. It's a gag.

Want to bet?

No.

I can't be king.

What's that?

Jimmy and Lois kidnapped.

That's true, Mr.

Kent.

I was a partner to the scheme, but I decided to reform.

That's why I'm telling you where they are so you can do something to save

them. I see.

Will you please tell me exactly where this place is located?

Yes,

I think I know where it is.

Thank you. But remember, Mr. Kent, if those criminals see the police coming,

Olsen and the girl will be in serious danger.

In fact, the only safe way to approach the place is, say, perhaps by

helicopter.

I'm sorry, that's all I can tell you.

Goodbye, Mr. Kent.

Very clever, Mr. Gershwin. I think so myself.

Kent isn't going to send any policemen in a helicopter.

He's going to send Superman.

So all we do now is wait.

If we're lucky.

And if that gadget of yours works.

Oh, it'll work.

Maybe we ought to give it another test blast, huh? No.

If Superman's anywhere around, it'll tip him off.

Anything cooking?

Not yet.

That sound.

It's got to be Superman.

It is Superman.

Professor Van Brunner, get ready.

I'm ready.

As soon as he's under the beam.

Well?

Superman! Hey, get us out of here!

I see you've gotten yourself in a hole again.

You'd serve you right if I left you in it this time.

Oh, please, Superman!

Well, now what's all this about?

Superman, that's a long, embarrassing story. But how did you find us?

Well, that's a long story, too. But right now, I think you'd better

concentrate on getting you out of here.

Turn on the kryptonite.

Now.

But it's harmless. It's just like Fourth of July sparklers.

You mean, is this a gag of some sort?

Superman, what's the matter? Golly, must be kryptonite.

Some kind of a trap.

Help, Jimmy.

What can we do?

Do you think it got him?

Of course it got him.

Otherwise, he'd be out of there with a boy and a girl by now.

Better leave it on anyway.

Finish him good.

Right. That's my third lesson, Professor.

That'll really do the job for Holland.

Miss Lane, look, one of the walls is moving.

I think that's the idea, Miss Lane. And now, not even Superman can help us.

Miss Lane, stand up, please.

Turn and face the moving wall.

Superman, you levitated her. That's the trick I came here to learn.

Her body rigid may stop the wall.

It's our only chance.

Yeah, but for how long?

Jimmy, go up and deflect those rays.

Yeah, but the walls are close enough together now to make that possible.

Hurry, please.

So it'll be all over pretty soon now, huh?

All over.

The wall stopped moving in.

What do you mean? What's wrong?

There's nothing wrong.

After all, you don't destroy a person like Superman in just a moment.

Maybe his last ounce of strength is holding the wall open for a little bit.

Maybe. Maybe that silly machine of yours isn't doing the job. Of course it's

doing the job. If not, they'd all be out of there by now.

He's out.

What do we do now?

That's right.

What do we do now?

Oh, hell, yeah.

Oh, hell, yeah. Oh, hell, yeah.

Oh, hell, yeah.

Police, my quarters.

right, boss.

Better a million of those guys than Superman.

Superman, are you all right?

Yes, I'm all right, Jimmy. Thanks to you.

You're all right?

Yes, Miss Lane, I'm fine.

And as long as you are, too, if you'll excuse me.

Superman, get me out of here.

I'm afraid you'll have to get out the same way Jimmy did, Miss Lane.

You'll have to climb out.

Superman, they went that-a-way, but I don't think there's any hurry.

That's it, Miss Lane. You just have to sort of inch up like a caterpillar.

The least you could have done was thrown me a rope. But I told you, Miss Slater,

I didn't have one.

They took it with them.

I ache all over, especially the top of my head.

Well, perhaps the little raise you'll get for a good story will help that ache

a bit.

Cully, what great liniment.

Do I get a little too?

Oh, I suppose so.

By the way, where were you when this story was breaking?

To me, Chief? I, um... I was practicing the levitation trick.

Well, in that case, maybe you should have come along.

Superman might have taught it to you.

Why, Lois, what a wonderful idea. As a matter of fact, I think he did.

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.