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Many are the wild and woolly stories that are told about the romantic Old

West. But the strangest and most fascinating of all is the legend of the

Lost Mine.

Each night from the dark depths of this abandoned mine, a ghostly voice can be

heard. Listen.

Hold on, Meyer!

Hold on, Meyer!

Hold on, Meyer!

According to the legend, that's the ghost of Quick Draw McGraw.

There's no ghost.

That's Quickstraw himself, hollering.

Quickstraw? What's he doing in there?

It's a long story, senor.

It happened way back when Quickstraw was just a baby.

One fine day, I was going to visit Quickstraw when all of a sudden I come

face to face with little varmint.

Pick him up.

Give me that doll while it pops.

Cry baby, cry baby, Baba is a cry baby.

What a mean twig. Who am I?

Who me?

What do y'all want?

You're a no good wowie pop stealer.

varmint. A few years later, we meet these little varmint again.

How much is two and two, Babaloo?

Search me, teacher.

How about you, little varmint?

Yeah, how about me?

I know, teacher.

I know.

All right, quick draw.

What's the answer?

What's the question?

How much is two?

Forget it.

Now be quiet whilst I thin up a way to catch that no-good cayuse.

I could hear the wheels turning in Quickstraw's head as he tinned away to

capture the little varmint.

I got it!

I got it!

What you got, Quickstraw? A headache.

Hey, Quickstraw, why don't we set a trap for the varmint?

Bubba boy.

With these lollipops. Easy sucker for it.

Gee, I'm glad I thought of that.

Me too. And you're pretty smart, Queen's draw.

I can't think of anything else.

Neither can I. So, I think I'll keep on saying, hold on more, hold on more.

Now that Quick Straw was on the trail of the varmint, he wasn't going to let him

out of his sight.

That's for sure.

I'm not letting you out of my sight.

Oh, pardon me, Chief.

Did you see where that viper...

All right, you varmints.

I got you covered.

Look, it's Quickstraw. He found his way out.

Hey, Baba Boy, look what I found hiding out in that mine.

The Sassafras Kid, Wild Cat Willie, Shorty Snorter...

Plum Brigade.

Oh, boy.

Snoop is gonna read me the headlines.

Go ahead, Snoop. I'm all ears.

Indeed you are, Blab. But, hark! What is this headline?

Mystery cloud rains terror over city.

It hasn't rained, Snoop. Not that kind of rain, Blab. So, leave us continue.

Pray continue, Snoop. It says here...

The mystery cloud appeared over the city undetected and proceeded to rob unwary

citizens.

I've heard of money flying, but this is ridiculous.

The mystery cloud has left the police in open mouth astonishment.

Even children are not safe as the cloud leaves them crying in terror.

City Hall is swamped with aroused citizens.

City Hall, hello, City Hall. Yes, hello. The mayor is busy. Hello, City Hall.

Pardon me?

Yes? I would like to see the mayor. What for?

I'm an aroused citizen.

I'm sorry. You'll have to wait with the other aroused citizens.

Thank you. City Hall, hello. City Hall, yes, hello.

Gosh, Snoop, what's gonna happen?

Wanna... What else, Blab? The phone will ring and somebody will call for help.

What did I tell you?

A private eye must have a sixth sense.

And Snoop is the thickest.

Snoop speaking.

Spiffonese, you want us to guard the spectacular sapphire from the mysterious

cloud? We'll be right over.

Let's go, Blab.

And who might you say is behind this dastardly cloud business, Snoop?

Elementary school, dear Blab. It's none other than Nimble Nimbus, the cloud nine

crook with the sky high Q.

Sherlock Holmes, the part of Avon, had nothing on me.

Here we are, Snoop.

Keep your assistant private eye on the sapphire whilst I browse around for

suspects. Right, Chief.

See? What's so spectacular about that vampire?

A little lower to the left.

That's it.

Up. And over.

No, no, no, no. Up.

Now down.

No, no, up.

Easy.

Easy.

That's it.

Yippee! You made it!

What in zounds are you doing?

Gosh, Snoop, I was only playing claw machine.

You blunderbusting blab. That was nimble nimbus.

Say that again.

That was nimble nimbus. Say that again.

That was... Oh, come on.

Keep your private eye peeled for a suspicious looking cloud, blab.

Right, Snoop.

Nothing suspicious about that one.

one's above suspicion.

Likewise for that one. See anything in the suspect category, Blab?

Nothing, Snoop, except the last cloud had a man with a mustache in it.

Mustache? You butterhead, Blab. That was nimble nimbus. Say that again.

Oh, no, you don't. Follow that cloud.

Right, Snoop.

It's that Snooper, Super Snooper.

Increase speed to 2,000 RPMs.

Gosh, what's that?

Sights me, but it sounds good.

All right, you, pull over.

Yeah, where's the fire?

Here's the fire.

Ask a foolish question, get a foolish answer.

All I said, Snoop, was... Where's the fire?

And I said here.

Blah. Yeah, I know, Snoop.

Follow that cloud.

The spectacular sapphire is mine. All mine.

There he is, Snoop. And there's the jolt.

It's those nosy defectives.

Prepare to board cloud.

Who, me, Snoop?

Who else? You're the assistant.

Snoop is the greatest.

He always gives me first whack at dangerous assignments.

What do I do first, Snoop?

Dive in and wait for further orders.

I got you, Snoop.

Any further orders, Snoop? In the words of Longfellow, you have just begun to

fight. I got you, Snoop.

Pleasure to meet a neat crook nowadays.

So long, Snooper!

I'm off for Hong Kong and the very flea!

Sorry to decompose you, Nimble, but there's some cleaning up to do first.

It's closed.

I accept the reward, Mayor, and reiterate that the mystery cloud is gone

forever. Look, the mystery cloud.

Hiya, Snoop.

Bluff, what incarnation are you doing in a mystery cloud?

It's no mystery, Snoop. Nimble used this cloud nine spray can.

Try some.

I don't mind if I do.

And what impossible case will you tackle next, Snooper and Blabber?

I think we'll fly south for a well-earned vocation. A lower buoy.

That goes double.

A couple of grandfellows.

Augie.

May I have another piece of cake, sweet generous dad?

But Augie, ever hungry son of mine, two pieces of chocolate cake should be

sufficient for lunch.

Do I hear three? Do I, do I, do I hear three?

Stop the motor, stop the motor.

You mean like Oliver Twist, I'm to go empty plated? I mean like little Jack

Horner, you go sit in the corner. Now go.

When I'm a father, I know how to make my little boy happy.

Okay, boy, you won't have to wait that long.

Today, you can be the father, and I'll be your little sonny boy.

How's that?

Oh, Daddy!

Then I can show you what a dear father should do to make his son happy.

Yeah, then maybe we can bootline something.

Shake, dear old dad.

Shake, my son, my son.

Right here, my dear offspring.

Finish your chocolate cake like a good little boy.

It'll make you happy.

And when you're done, we have some happy shopping to do.

Oh, yes.

We have, dear old dad. Yeah. Ain't that nice?

So hurry.

Something tells me I'm going to rule this day.

How do you like your new tricycle?

I think

you're wrong, Orville.

Let's ask and find out, Tom.

Pardon me, but which one of you is the father?

I'm the daddy, dear.

And what's that?

I'm his little sonny boy.

Courage, Dad, courage.

Let's go, Tom.

I can't stand it.

ice cream all up. And then we'll have one for the road.

You don't look happy, sonny boy.

Maybe you need another ice cream soda. No.

Look, I'm happy. I'm happy. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

I know what.

We'll go to the playground.

Won't that be fun?

Oh, loads.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

If I was any happier, Daddy dear, it'd kill me.

Would you like to go in the merry-go-round again and make it an even

dozen times?

No, no, thanks. No, thanks, generous Dad.

Can't we just rest a little bit?

Okay, you rest.

I'll get you some goodies.

Augie, I mean, Daddy, wait, wait.

I'm not hungry.

Thanks, Sonny. Some other time.

Then give me back my arrow.

How about cops and robbers? I'll be the cop.

You'll be the robber. No thanks again, Sonny. I don't want to play.

I'm going to tell my papa.

just see about that my daddy can't stand

spoiled brats all right big kid i want to talk to you

about what dad

he's a big one

junior what are

you picking on that big kid for

You know I can't stand spoiled brats.

Oh, Sonny. Sonny boy.

Hey, look what Daddy got you.

A rutabaga sandwich and a radish milkshake. Oh, no.

My only chance is to get home fast and lock myself in.

A kid on a tricycle doing 80.

All right, big

kid. Pull over.

Now, what's the big idea, son?

I'm not a son, officer.

I'm what's left of the father.

This is a new one.

All right.

What's your story?

Well, it all started innocently enough at breakfast, when I had to go and open

my big mouth.

And my son's been feeding it ever since.

Oh, there you are, sonny. Now eat your rutabaga sandwich and your radish-malted

milk, and then we'll go to the amusement park.

I get the picture. Don't worry.

I'll take it from here.

Are you the father of this lad?

Yes, sir. All right, then I'm throwing the book at you. At me?

Your boy's been speeding, resisting arrest, driving without a license, and

that's only the half of it. And you, being the father, have got to take the

rap. Here, try these on for size, and it's off to the pokey you go.

Save me, Daddy.

I'm just an innocent little kid.

Don't let me go to jail.

Tell him, Dad, huh?

Tell him I'm too young, you know, to know what I'm doing.

Thanks, Officer.

I'll take it from here.

And, Daddy dear, I promise from now on, I'll only have two pieces of chocolate

cake for lunch.

Providing I can have three for dinner.

I would have been awfully disappointed if my boy hadn't said that.

Yippee-yi-yo-ki-yay, Gallopin' all the way, There goes Quick Draw McGraw.

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you Quick Draw McGraw.

Yippee-yi-yo-ki-yay, Gallopin' all the way, Bring Big Star on your chest.