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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.

Mr. White, please. Mr. Perry White.

Well, who shall I say is calling?

A friend, perhaps?

Well, I'm sorry, but Mr. White sees no one except if they have an appointment.

Mr. White will see me.

Ring him.

Oh.

Well, Mr. Olsen, you've done it again.

I've warned you time and time again.

And now hear this.

I am now warning you positively for the last time.

Yes, what is it?

I don't know what's wrong with this girl. What is it?

There's a gentleman here to see you, Mr. White.

Well, what's his name? Who is he?

I don't know. He won't say.

Oh, he won't, will he?

Well, you know I never see people unless... What's he look like?

I said, what does he look like?

I don't know.

You don't know his name. You don't know what he looks like. You send him up.

Mr. White says you may go up.

I heard him.

I don't know what's the matter with that girl.

Ethel's usually very efficient, Chief. But this time she acted... You shut up!

As though she was seeing things.

And maybe she was.

What's the meaning of this?

Patience, Mr. White. I shall try to explain.

I wish Clark was here to see this.

In the first place, I'm gratified to find you all here together.

Harry White, Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen. I could only wish that Mr. Clark Kent

could be present also.

Did I hear my name mentioned?

Well, I didn't realize it was so close to Halloween.

It was good of you to come, Mr. Kent.

No trouble at all.

What's this all about?

It's really very simple.

The Daily Planet, with Superman's help, succeeded in ruining the best-paying

racket I ever had and sent several of my closest friends to jail.

Well, they must have deserved it then.

That's beside the point. I intend to get even.

With Superman?

Why, don't be silly. Nobody can harm him.

No, but I can strike at him through his friends.

Meaning us?

All of you. And with you out of the way, the Planet days as a newspaper will be

numbered. You'll never get away with it.

Whatever you're planning, Superman will stop you.

When he doesn't even know where I am or what I look like or who I am?

Well, he'll know what you look like as soon as he sees through that mask you're

wearing. This mask happens to be made of lead. That's the one thing his X-ray

vision can't see through.

Then he'll yank it off.

He can't. It's locked on.

And besides, I have ten other men walking the streets of this town just

exactly like I am and wearing the same kind of lead masks. And there's a locked

on, too. And I'm the only one with a key.

Ten other men who look like that?

Exactly. And Superman can't keep an eye on all of us at the same time.

While he's watching some of us, the rest of us will be taking care of you.

Taking care of us?

How? In several ways.

I'm a do-it-yourself fan myself. I love gimmicks. And I've got a different

surprise fixed up for each one of you.

And this is one time when Superman won't come to your rescue.

Where's Kent?

Where did he go?

Oh, you know Clark. He's probably so frightened he's out looking for a place

to hide.

Maybe that's what we'd all better do.

Or maybe that guy in the mask was just bluffing.

I don't think so.

He sounded as if he meant every word.

We could only find out who the ringleader is.

You know, the one that came to the office. He refused to give his name,

huh? Of course he refused to give his name.

He didn't have any identification papers in his wallet, either. How'd you know

that?

Well, it figures, Bill.

After all, anyone that's smart enough to outwit Superman by wearing a lead mask

to hide his identity is certainly smart enough to not carry identification

papers around in his wallet where Superman could see it with his X-ray

vision.

Yeah, that figures.

Anybody who can figure away from...

Keeping Superman off his trail is plenty smart.

And plenty dangerous.

How's Mr. White taking all this?

Just the same as Lois and Jimmy. They're worried. They've got good reason to be.

How about you, Kent?

I'm worried too, Bill.

Chief, do you think this could be a gag?

Somebody's idea of an outrageous practical joke?

No, I would like to think so, but frankly, I don't think our lead-headed

friend is a prankster.

That's why I want to send you two out of town on an assignment.

What do you mean?

You want us to run away?

Who said anything about running away?

And pray tell, where would you be?

Right here at my desk, of course, as usual.

Yeah, well, that's us. Right here, too, as usual.

Now, look here. Now, just a minute, Chief. I think Jimmy's right.

We wouldn't run away any more than you would. And you wouldn't want us to,

would you?

No, I guess not.

Okay. Business as usual.

I hope.

Well, if it's business as usual, I think you and I are about due at that

political luncheon, Chief.

George, you're right. Oh, you mean both of you are going away and leaving me

alone? What's the matter? Are you scared?

Sure.

Aren't you?

Look,

Bill, why don't you at least assign some bodyguards to the chief and Lois and

Jimmy?

Yes.

Yes, I'd...

I'd be glad to if Mr.

White okays it. What do you mean if Mr. White okays it?

Well, you can't assign a bodyguard to a citizen without his permission. That's

the law of this state.

Well, that's nice, but I'm sure you can get his permission. Here, why don't you

call him up and ask him?

I'd be glad to.

Get me Perry White of the Daily Planet, please.

Perry White?

I bought enough out of you.

I just... just enough.

How do you like noise?

You're gonna look...

Very funny in that loud press room, Perry White.

How'd you rain?

You go on a bicycle, you're going to be throwing papers.

That's what, throwing papers all around the block. Uh,

hello. Mr.

White's office. Olsen speaking.

Hi, Inspector.

No, Mr. White and Miss Lynn just left to go on a political luncheon.

Sure, they were fine.

Me? I'm okay, too.

Who'd want to bother me?

Sure, Inspector.

It wouldn't bother me.

Want me to drive? Yes, please.

Just a moment, Miss Lane.

Drive out as usual, except that instead of taking the right turn toward the

Civic Center, turn left and head out of the city.

Over there. Sit down.

I suppose this is what you call a hideout. It isn't much, Miss Lane, but

it will serve our purpose.

Of course, you realize we know every mile of the route we took.

And we also know exactly where this place is.

It doesn't matter, Mr. White.

You're not going to be around to tell anyone.

And as a matter of fact, I don't think you could remember the route we took.

For example, suppose you wanted to tell...

Young Mr. Olsen say how to get here. What would you say?

Mr. Olsen, get in your car.

Take the Crest Lake Road about four miles past Belleville.

Make the first right turn past the railroad track on a dirt road.

The first house you see will be where you'll find Miss Lane and me and a

couple of pretty stupid crooks.

That's very good.

And now... Would you mind repeating that message when I get Mr. Olsen on the

line? I certainly would mind.

And gun or no gun, I won't do it.

Daily Planet?

Mr. James Olsen, please.

Olsen's office, where...

White's office. Olsen speaking. I'd say, Olsen, get in your car.

Take the Crest Lake Road about four miles past Belleville.

Make the first right turn past a railroad track on a dirt road.

The first house you see will be where you'll find Miss Lane and me.

I was afraid you might not repeat the message, so I took the precaution of

recording your words on a portable tape recorder.

Well, that's a dirty trick.

All's fair, Miss Lane. And now we must be going again.

Each of you has a date with destiny.

A last date.

Outside.

First

right

turn past railroad track.

Take dirt road first house to come to.

Now, Jimmy doesn't answer.

Lois and Mr. White never did get to the luncheon they were scheduled to attend.

I don't like it, Kent. Neither do I, and I'm going to do something about it, too.

Wait a minute.

I'm going to throw out a dragnet. I'm going to fine-comb the city. Now, you

wait a minute. If this character in the lead mask has got the chief in Lois and

Jimmy, throwing out a dragnet wouldn't do any good.

I've got a better idea.

Such as?

Well, I'll just let him capture me, too. Then with a little luck, they'll take me

where they're holding the others.

I'll buy that.

If they do grab you, I'll be following with my men.

Now, let's see.

The last place any of the others were heard from was the office.

That's probably where that character in the lead mask is waiting for me, too.

I'll see you, Bill.

We'll be there.

Now, get me Murphy.

Turner, you and Ransom cover the entrance in the back.

Carnahan, you and I will cover this entrance.

If Kent is captured inside the building, they're sure to take him out one way or

the other.

And we'll be able to trail him wherever they take him.

Okay.

All right up.

Surprised?

No, I don't suppose I should be. After all, you did say you were going to

revenge yourself on us.

You intend to shoot me right here in my own office?

That would be too easy.

When I get through with you, even Superman wouldn't know you.

Start walking.

Downstairs?

So the police can follow us?

I'm not that stupid.

We go upstairs to the roof.

The roof?

You can't take me anywhere from there.

That's what you think.

They ought to be coming out by now.

Unless he went out the other entrance.

A helicopter.

And Kent's probably in it.

They'll get clear away before we can trail them.

If anybody ever needed Superman, Kent needs him now.

Well, Mr. Nosy Reporter, you've turned in your last story. In a minute, you'll

be lowered into that vat of acid.

You wouldn't dare.

You're just bluffing, trying to frighten me.

You want a bet?

But that's illegal.

The police wouldn't let you get away with it. I wouldn't count on that if I

were you.

First, they'd have to find this old factory, and they're not about to do

that. How would Inspector Henderson trace us here?

I guess he couldn't.

I'll say he can't. No more than he'll find Perry White.

Lois Lane and that Cub Olsen.

Are they here, too?

They're nowhere near here.

Well, what have you done with them?

It's not what I've done, but what I'm about to do.

I don't mind telling you that they're doomed, just like in the old-time movie

serials. Movie serials?

Yes.

For instance, we have Mr. White in the old sawmill back of Centerville. He's

tied up like a bale of laundry.

And in just about...

Ten minutes, he'll go sliding into the buzzsaw.

Oh, no.

Fact.

And in just about 15 minutes, Lois Lane will perish, too.

She's tied to the railroad tracks on the main line just east of Rockport

Junction, where the Midwestern Flyer hits better than 80 miles an hour.

You know what that means.

It's horrible.

Isn't it?

And then there's Jimmy Olsen. Would you like to know where he is?

Right now, he's driving his car back of Crestvale up into the mountains.

But what he doesn't know is that we've poured acid over the brakes and the

steering gear.

And in, oh, say, about 20 minutes, he'll be going down a sharp curve and then,

wham! You'll never get away with this. If you're depending on Superman, I

wouldn't. He doesn't even know what's going on.

Are you sure?

Well, if he did, he'd be here.

I don't see him around. Do you?

And he's not going to be.

It's a sense you're not going to get word to him.

Start the motor.

I've always liked these old-fashioned but imaginative ways of getting rid of

one's enemies.

You do seem to have gone to a great deal of trouble.

No trouble at all.

Although I had hoped that you'd take it a little harder.

You know, begged for mercy and that sort of thing.

Sorry to disappoint you.

Well, that's life or death.

Farewell, Mr. Kent.

Let's go out to the helicopter.

They don't want just part of the force working on the case.

I want all of them.

Get word to every reserve officer and patrolman. Put them on 24-hour duty.

Search every house and building in Metropolis if you have to. But find Lois

Lane, Clark Kent, Jimmy Olsen, and Perry White.

They've got to be somewhere.

They've got to be somewhere.

But where?

I don't want excuses. I want action.

And send out an APB to pick up every man wearing a lead mask.

Understand?

Now that we've got the helicopter heading the way, all we have to do is

wait for the sawmill clock to start the machinery.

Then, goodbye, Pretty White.

All right, sir?

Yeah, I thought I was done for.

There we are.

How about Miss Lane and Jimmy Olsen?

They're going to be all right, sir, I hope.

The man in the lead mask told me exactly what he had in mind for them. I just

hope I'm not too late to save them. Excuse me, sir.

You all right, Miss Lane? Oh, thanks to you. But what about Mr. White?

Oh, he's all right now.

Thank heavens.

And I'm very worried about Jimmy Olsen.

I don't know how far he's driven on Crestvale Road.

But Jimmy's a good driver. That's not going to help him much now, Miss Lane.

You see, his brakes and his steering gear have been sabotaged. Excuse me,

please.

The rest of the boys should be getting here any minute now.

There goes the express, right on time.

So we can check off Clark Kent.

Perry White and Lois Lane.

It leaves just Olsen to go.

And if that acid works the way it should, his car should be going out of

control any minute now.

I'd love to see the expression on his face.

All right, please.

Give me the other one.

Oh, golly, Superman, am I glad to see you.

Well, the feeling is mutual, I assure you. How did you manage to get yourself

in a spot like that? Oh, I tried to save myself.

When the car went over the cliff, I jumped out.

But I jumped the wrong way.

I'll bet you had your eyes closed.

Yeah. How did you guess?

Figures.

Going.

What about Miss Lane and Mr. White?

Well, they're all right now.

That reminds me.

Jimmy, you'll have to hitch yourself a ride home.

I have to go and find out just who this criminal is responsible for. That

shouldn't be hard. I wrote his address down. You did?

Nice going.

So naturally, when we got down to headquarters, the rest was easy.

Superman used his X-ray eyes to see which one had the key which unlocked all

the lead masks.

Naturally, he was the ringleader.

Now they'll all go to prison for a long, long time.

Well, we surely owe our lives to Superman.

All of us.

We certainly do, don't we, Clark?

Well, all I can say is if it weren't for Superman, I wouldn't be here.

You know, there's one thing I don't understand, boss.

We saw Kent go in that tub of acid, but we didn't... Shut up, you fool!

Don't ever say anything about that again. Don't even think it.

Nobody to believe it, huh? Nobody.

I don't even believe it myself.

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.