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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.

You are a centrist chief?

Yes.

This is Mr. Salem, Secretary of the
Treasury.

And Mr. Carter, President of the
International World Bank.

Gentlemen, Mr. Lewis Lane and Mr. James
Olsen, two of my reporters.

I was just showing him this pound of
gold I made in my laboratory.

Gold? You made it?

Astonishing, isn't it? Just think, ever
since medieval times, the alchemists and

scientists have been trying to transmute
base metal into gold.

And I'm the first one who ever found how
to do it. I still can't bring myself to

believe it. Oh, it's gold, all right.
You tested it yourself with acid a few

minutes ago.

Pure 24-karat gold.

But you didn't say how you made it. Now,
now, Mr. Carter.

A professional secret, you know.

But how do we know you didn't just go
someplace and buy that?

Oh, I can vouch for the professor,
gentlemen.

While he's invented some strange things
in the past, they've always worked.

And I've never known him to tell a
falsehood.

Kent's right about that.

If Professor Pepperwinkle said he made
that bar of gold, you can depend on it.

He really made it.

I guess there's no doubt of it. But tell
me, Professor, how long did it take you?

Oh, not very long.

After all, I only made this one pound.

More than $500 worth of gold, and he
acts as though it didn't amount to a

hill of beans.

Professor, could you make more of that?

Oh, tons of it. That is, if I had enough
raw material, scrap iron and various

other ingredients.

No trouble at all.

Mr. White, this is the most alarming
invention I've ever heard of. If he

starts making gold by the ton, do you
realize what will happen to this

country's economy?

Why, our monetary system would be
shattered and Fort Knox would become a

ghost town.

Not only that, it would destroy the
international banking structure and

throw world trade into a panic.

That's why I asked you gentlemen to this
conference.

When the professor told me about making
this gold, I realized it could ruin the

nation. And you wouldn't want that to
happen, would you, Professor?

Oh, gracious goodness, no.

Imagine turning Fort Knox into a ghost
town.

Oh, Diddy, that would be dreadful. It
sure would.

Professor, for the good of the United
States... For the good of the entire

world... We must ask that you forget
this invention.

And promise never to use it again.

You're absolutely right, Professor.

You mustn't make any more gold.

Well, all right, if you say so.

I won't make another bit.

Good, good, good.

Now, gentlemen, if you'll excuse us, we
have an appointment.

I have to get back to Washington.

Goodbye, gentlemen. Goodbye, gentlemen.
Thank you for your courtesy.

Thank you so much for coming.

Remember, I don't want one word of this
to leak out.

And that goes double for you, Mr. J.

Blabbermouth Olsen.

Oh, cross my heart, Chief. I won't spill
a word.

Golly, Professor, I never thought I'd
live to see the day that I'd be sitting

with a man that could turn rusty old
iron into 24-karat gold.

Oh, it's really no trick at all.

In fact, I'm surprised I didn't think of
it before.

Jim, you better remember what Mr. White
said. You're not even supposed to be

talking about it.

Nobody's listening.

Besides, as long as the professor's
promised not to make any more gold,

what's the difference? You can at least
lower your voice.

All right.

When that professor-type character
leaves his friends, we better make sure

he gets home safe and sound.

Why, Mr. Mitchell here's got one of the
kindest thoughts you've ever seen,

Professor. If I was to shoot you right
now, you'd be terrible sore at me.

Well, I'm certainly glad to hear that.

But sore, no sore.

I'm going to plug you, unless you make
us a batch of gold.

Now, now, let's take it easy.

We don't want to be greedy about it. All
we want is, say, a couple of tons.

A couple of tons?

Why, that's over a two million dollars
worth.

We'd be satisfied with that. With two
million dollars, me and elbows could

live like millionaires.

Without it, you might not live at all.

I won't do it. I refuse.

You're pretty fond of that young
reporter on the planet. Now, let me see.

What is his name?

Jimmy Olsen.

Surely you wouldn't harm him or Miss
Lane.

Well, we wouldn't want anything to
happen to him. But I am afraid their

health might take a sudden turn for the
worse if you don't make that gold for

us. Well...

What do you say?

I say this is blackmail. Call it
whatever you like.

Well, I can't let anything happen to
those two young people on my account,

can I? Of course you can't. And I don't
suppose a mere two million dollars would

upset the economy of the world, even if
it were in gold, would it? No, no, it

wouldn't. Of course it wouldn't.

Well, then I guess I'll have to do it.

Now you're talking, Professor.

Yeah, but I'll have to have raw
materials, scrap iron and various other

ingredients. It'll all cost money.

Don't worry your head about it. Here.

Here's ten thousand bucks. Buy whatever
you need.

Oh, ten thousand bucks. Are you sure you
can afford it? You make me two million

dollars worth of gold and there'll be
plenty more where that came from.

When will the stuff be ready?

Well, I can't make two tons overnight.
The machine will only turn out about ten

pounds a day.

How much is that in cash?

Let's see. That's a little over $5,600.

Almost $6,000 a day. Wow.

That will be quite satisfactory.

We will be back the same time tomorrow
to pick up the first batch.

And something better be ready,
understand?

Yes, indeed.

Yes, something will be ready.

Well, good morning, Mr. Kent. Why the
gloomy look?

Well, that she's trying to send me out
of town to cover a convention.

Golly, what's the matter with that? A
free trip with all expenses paid?

I wish she was sending me.

I wish she'd send you, too.

Personally, I'd rather stick around and
keep a weather eye on Professor

Pepperwinkle. Oh, you worry too much.

Yes, but I've got a curious feeling that
something's about to happen.

How can anything happen when we're
keeping it a secret?

Well, and if it did, Superman would take
care of it. Well, I'm sure he would,

Jimmy, only with me being out of town.

What's the difference? You're never
around when Superman's around.

It does look that way, doesn't it?

And incidentally, why all this interest
in the professor?

Do you have an inside tip or something?

No, no, just sort of a hunch.

Oh, by the way, the professor called,
you know, while you were both out.

What did he say?

Oh, you know him. He's so vague.

There's something about for the both of
you not to worry.

He'd attend to it personally.

Well, I've got to be going. I'll see you
later.

Attend to what?

Yeah, I better call a professor.

I've got a better idea. Why don't we go
see him?

All right, let's.

It's so peaceful around here. It doesn't
seem as though there could possibly be

any trouble.

Anything the professor's mixed up in can
be trouble, Jim.

Well, Miss Lane, Mr.

Olsen. Come right in. Come in.

I don't want you to worry about a thing.
No cause for alarm.

Everything's going to be quite all
right. I'm not the least bit upset, and

there's no danger apparent.

And I have no intention of going back on
my promise to the secretary of the city.

Well, professor.

They've been here.

Who's been here, Professor?

Two men with guns.

And they want you to make some gold for
them.

Two million dollars worth.

How did you know?

Oh, it figures.

Somebody must have had a big mouth.

And I guess I know who that big mouth
is.

You? Me.

Those two guys in that next booth.

Don't worry about it, Mr. Olsen.

They're never going to get the gold.

But you said they had guns, so obviously
they're dangerous men, Professor.

I'm sometimes a dangerous man myself,
Miss Lane.

Although you might not think it to look
at me.

Let's not be silly about this. The first
thing we've got to do is get Superman

right on the job.

No, no, no. Don't bother about him.
Don't bother about that. Now, I want to

show you something.

Just look up there. Do you see those two
sandbags?

Well, that's another one of my
inventions.

I call it the automatic cookstopper.

You see, when my two guests arrive
tomorrow for their first batch of gold,

I simply, oh, I just maneuver them into
this position.

Right under the sandbags, huh? Yes.

And then... Isn't this sort of Rube
Goldberg-ish?

Exactly.

But effective. And while they're
completely unaware of their peril, I

simply...

Jimmy, are you all right?

Oh, I guess so. How can I ever forgive
myself?

Oh, it's okay, Professor.

Does it hurt, Jim?

Only when I breathe.

Now, Professor, what about those crooks
that are forcing you to make the gold?

Well, it's not important, really.

Not important?

But we've got to get in touch with
Superman.

Well, we won't need him.

We don't need him. No. You see, I...
I've made an amazing discovery.

Oh, no, not another one. Yes, Miss Lane.
I've discovered what gives Superman his

superpowers. You have? Yes, indeed. Now,
we know that Superman originally came

here from the planet Krypton before it
exploded, right?

Yes. We also know that the explosion
scattered billions of particles of the

element Kryptonite in outer space.

Sure. Kryptonite's the only thing that
can take away Superman's superpowers.

It's just a good thing that practically
none of it landed on the Earth, or he'd

be in a bad way.

Yeah, he certainly would.

Well,

it just so happens I accidentally
discovered a supply of it right in my

backyard. You did?

Yes. And when I put it through some
scientific tests, what do you suppose I

discovered? It's actually made up of two
different kinds.

Kryptonite positive and kryptonite
negative.

What do you know about that?

And I also found out that it's negative
kryptonite that's capable of harming

Superman. And do you know why?

Because he's charged with positive
kryptonite. Then it's the positive

kryptonite that gives him his
superpowers.

Yes, and the negative kryptonite
destroys those powers because it

neutralizes his positive charge.

Well, that figures.

Well, what good is it to know all this?
I mean, of what use is it? Oh, it has a

great deal of use, Miss Lane. Here, let
me show you something.

Now, you see this machine right here?
Well, this separates positive kryptonite

from negative kryptonite. It destroys
the negative kind, which is harmful to

Superman, and it purifies the positive
kind. Now, let me show you.

Now.

Now, here.

You, uh...

Now, these tablets are positive type
kryptonite in pure form.

If a person swallows one of these, he'll
be just like Superman and can do

anything he can do.

Have you taken any of them?

Oh, dear, no, no. It wouldn't be
scientific for a scientist to experiment

on himself.

Well, then, how do you know it works?

I'll show you.

Come on, little one. Come out of here
now. Come out.

That's right. Now.

I fed this little mouse. Stop that. I
fed this little mouse hundreds of a

milligram of kryptonite.

Now watch.

Be quiet now, be quiet.

Now see, kryptonite changed a regular
mouse into a super mouse.

Golly, Miss Lane, if we took those
kryptonite pills, we could capture those

two crooks as easily as Superman.

And just think, what a way to get
stories. If a chip came in, bingo, we'd

fly there to cover it. And Clark Kent
could never scoop us again.

Then, then you'll, uh, you'll try them?

Well, didn't hurt the mouse. How can it
hurt us?

I don't feel anything. Do you?

Frankly, no.

Well, here, here.

See if you can bend this.

Oh, golly.

Here, you try it.

Oh, for goodness sake.

Well, tell me, Professor, do you know
where the two crooks have their hideout?

I don't know anything about them, except
they gave me a $10,000 expense.

$10,000.

Golly.

See that a minute.

They're all new bills, Jimmy, and with a
bank wrapper still on them. Well, that's

nice. But what difference does it make
how old they are?

It might make a lot of difference. It
says First National Bank.

We better pay them a visit. Why don't we
fly there?

How else?

The door's over there, Mr. Olsen.

This way's better.

How do you like that? Just like
Superman.

Come on, Miss Lane.

Here we go.

Mr.

Goldie?

This is Miss Lane and Mr. Olsen from the
Daily Planet. We've met before, I think.

How do you do, Miss Lane, Mr. Olsen?
Hello, sir. Well, now, just what can the

Fifth National Bank do for you?

Miss Lane and Mr. Olsen flew in for some
information.

Flew in?

Well, yes.

We were wondering if one of your regular
depositors recently withdrew $10,000 in

new $100 bills with consecutive serial
numbers.

Why, yes. Such a withdrawal was made
only yesterday by Mr. Bugs Morgan, the

eminent gangster.

I suppose you have his address.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Morgan used the Acme Warehouse
Company as a front.

Well, thank you. That's all we need to
know.

Can I have a little money?

No, thank you. But may we use your
window? Why, of course. We only put up

the bars at night.

I thought only Superman did that.

Superman and Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen.

It's locked.

Hey, wait a minute. If we're just like
Superman, maybe we have x-ray vision.

And super hearing. Let's try it.

Okay.

Concentrate.

Two tons of gold is 2,240,000 bucks.

That's the 2,240,000th time you figured
it out.

Just like to be sure.

I still think we should have brought the
professor and his goofy machine here

with us instead of leaving them in his
place.

What time was it yesterday when we
dropped in on him?

On half past two.

It's two o'clock now.

That first batch of gold ought to be
about done.

Yeah, let's go.

Shall we take him, Miss Lane?

Allow me.

Look, they knocked the door down just
like Superman.

Don't just stand there. Do something.

The bullets bounce off just like
Superman.

That's because we are like Superman.

And you two crooks are washed up.

Allow me, Miss Lane. Be my guest.

No.

That'll teach him to fool around with
Super Olsen. You find some ropes and tie

them up. I'll call the police. Right,
Miss Lane.

This is terrible.

Are you all right?

What?

What's that?

Is your head all right? Does it hurt,
Jimmy?

My head?

Oh, it's okay, I guess.

But what happened?

I remember I got clunked on the head by
these sandbags.

What did you rig up the sandbags again
for when we already captured those two

crooks?

talking about you. We didn't capture any
crooks. Well, sure we did. Don't you

remember? We took those kryptonite pills
that made us just like Superman.

Kryptonite? What kryptonite?

The one you invented.

I didn't invent any kryptonite. Sure you
did. And then we crashed through this

wall over here.

Well, it's all fixed up.

How did you repair it so quickly?

Well, I didn't need you. I didn't need
it. You never crashed through the wall.

I did too. Just like this. I'll show
you.

Well, maybe the pill is wearing off.

Jim, we didn't take any pills.

You mean that we didn't bend that iron
bar and fly through the air like

Superman? We got here just a few minutes
ago. The sandbag fell down, knocked you

unconscious, and we've been trying to
bring you to ever since.

Getting hit in the head must have given
you hallucinations. You must have been

dreaming. I can't believe it.

Oh, no.

I thought we left you two tied up at the
warehouse.

This guy isn't thinking very clear,
boss.

Tie him up.

All right, Professor.

Where's our first batch of gold?

Oh, I haven't made it yet.

I figured my sandbags would knock you
out and I wouldn't have to. Well, you

figured wrong.

Now get busy and start making that gold.
Otherwise, it's going to be very

unhealthy around here for your friends.

Yeah, real unhealthy.

Oh, dear, dear. Well, then I guess I
have no choice.

Bet you haven't. Now get busy and start
making that goal. This time we're going

to watch it.

All right. All right, if you insist.

Now, first we put in the strap.

Yeah, these feet.

Still here.

Oh, yeah.

Now, now, what's this with the fish?

What's that stuff?

Apple cider. It's a very important
ingredient.

Oh, yeah, that reminds me. Here, these
go in, too.

Peanuts.

Shells and all?

Shut up. He knows what he's doing, I
hope. Look, Dad, when's the gold come

out? Oh, just as soon as I put in this
bar of platinum.

Did you say platinum?

Yes, indeed.

That's the only trouble with my
invention. To make $5,000 worth of gold,

I have to use $10,000 worth of platinum.

You mean that gold costs more to make
than it's worth?

Yes, we lose $5,000 on every 10-pound
bag.

Did I forget to tell you?

Holy smokes, boss.

If he makes us two tons of gold, we'll
go bankrupt.

Stop the machine. Turn it off before I
go broke.

Oh, I'm afraid it's too late for that
now.

Here you are. Here's the gold already
made.

Pure 24 karat.

Ten pounds.

You gypped me.

Tie him up with the rest.

We're going to get even with him.

We sure will.

How will we get even? Get that dynamite
out of our car.

Kent, what are you doing back in town? I
thought I sent you to cover that

convention.

Missed my plane.

Missed your plane?

Yes, sir, but it's all right.

I phoned long distance. I found out the
convention doesn't start till tomorrow.

So I just came on back to the office.
Well, it's probably just as well.

Now you can go out and try to find Lois
Lane and Jimmy Olsen. Why, what's

happened to them? That's what I'd like
to know.

They left here several hours ago without
a word and haven't been back since.

Pepperwinkle, I'll bet you.

What do you mean, Pepperwinkle?

I'll see you later, Chief.

People come and go here all day long and
tell me nothing.

You mustn't do that. You ruined my
gold-making machine.

Yeah, and everything else in here,
including you and your friends.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Hey, boss.

Take this with us. We might as well say
something about it.

my poor gold-making machine broken
beyond repair.

Well, but I guess the process was too
expensive anyway.

Are you all right, Miss Lane?

Hey, Kevin, you're here, Superman.

How about Jimmy?

Miss Lane, will you please release Jimmy
and the good professor here? I have to

go catch those crooks.

I did not faint.

I was just so tired from doing all those
Superman stunts in that dream I had that

I fell asleep.

I did.

Well, anyway, Superman captured the
crooks, and the good professor here

isn't going to make any more gold at
three times what it's worth.

No, indeedy.

I certainly won't.

Well, now that that's settled, suppose
you two go out and start writing the

story for the next edition.

Including my dream?

Definitely not.

Let's face it, Jimmy. Like I said, none
of us will ever be able to do the things

Superman does.

I guess not.

Golly, Mr. Kent, you'll never know how
wonderful it is to be like Superman.

No, Jimmy, I guess I never will.

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

Superman is based on the original
character appearing in Superman

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