PAGE EIGHTEEN fHE DAILY TIMES-GAZETTE WEDNESDAY, MAY 17, 1950 LI'L ABNER JACK AND JUDY IN BIBLELAND Ron Sr -- % By Al Capp N MINUTES LATER..... WELL, MRWING, WEVE LOOKED OVER YOUR APPLICATIONS... r& Ca P 7--THEN IT WARN'T ONE O' THEM HORROR PROG DISTURBED BY. IT RAMS AH WERE I fA AFRAID YOUR QUALIFICATIONS ARENT GUTE WHAT WE NEED. TA =. elk nA AV a pil By Fred Harman « (NEIGHBOR SLADE Z DON'T RACE A & =z HORSE \(TH- \ OUT REASON? FWHATS X7 SHEEP HERD WRONG, | DRIVING INTO SLADE 2 A PAINTED VALLEY? SHEEP BAD »* THEY SPOIL GRAZE LAND FOR CATTLE # [ROT WITH SHOOT- ING AND KILLING # NO MORE RANGE VAR ¢ Little Joy-Giver! HOWDOES | 'MY OLD UNCLE JOE KABQODL LIVED A HERMIT'S LIFE.I HAD NO IDEA HE WAS WEALTHY, DID YOU HEAR THE MAID KATILKA 1S GOING TO INHERIT A HALF-MILLION . DOLLARS. a] NEWS, AL ? CASPER'S Ji [HAH FX MIGHT AS WELL {lil CREATE A LITTLE EXCITEMENT IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD. NO, YOU DON'T! YOU GIVE ME TH' SLIP ON OUR FIR HONEYMOON, BUT I'M GONNA GO WITH YOU ON THIS ONE! EE Blondie's 'Two Young Squirts GIVE ME THAT WATER PISTOL! SHAME ON YOU=A BOY YOUR AGE, SQUIRTING PEOPLE! WATER PISTOLS ARE A NUISANCE! TLL GET RID OF IT ONCE AND jl [ota 57 | ST ~ CHIC GULE) ALMOS. 3 3 FASTER'N YUH KIN SAY "SATTUN UP", THEM HAWKS HAVE RIP TIM TYLER'S LUCK By Lysan Young Jia zz I'LL SHORE BE GLAD TGIT OUTA HERE. IT WAS AWFUL EMBARRISTIN AN' I'M POW THERE ARE A FEW ANGLES I WANT HIM 1 FEEL TURRIBLE 4 FRNelLS ADE 'RFUL FUR ME IONGRY. TH' WROCCO ENTRY IS GONNA TRY TH' SWIM T'MORRA. YOU AIN'T READY YET? WE'RE OUT FER SPEED. THIS GREASE SURE I'T GIT A CRAMP EATIN® IN WATER , YA CAN DROWN IN THERE . HONEST, ZERO -IM SO HAPPY I WANNA HURRAY! AN' T GUESS THE WHOLE WORLD FEELS JUSTUKE = Ps - SUPERMAN [ALL THE BEES ARE HUMMIN'-- THE BIRDS ARE SINGIN THE SUNBEAMS ARE DANCIN-AN' THE PRETTY LITTLE FLOWERS . Warm Welcome YOU'D BETTER WAIT hc RN TEN MILLION DOLLARS IN RANSOM MONEY. ONNY MAN IN EZE SUIT GOOD MORNING, I'D LIKE TO SEE-- OBSOLUTELY! : 11 A ure Newspaper Syndicare Feature 1950, Nations! Comics Publications, Ine: Six-Seventeen-Fifty ots PHIL, YOU MENTIONED A NEW ASSIGNMENT =~ NERY SECRET, 9 WILDA! NOTHING STRENUOUS = JUST SOMETHING TO HELP [EVEN THE BROOK SEEMS TO BE CHUCKLIN| AN' LAFFIN' AN BOUNCIN' ALONG -JUST gv | IN A CIRCUS- joe NO WONDER THEY CALL THIS 'THE MERRY MONTH OF MAY"! HOW ABOUT YOU% IT WAS SWELL OF THE FRONT OFFICE 9] TO GIVE YOU-LEAVE 50 You COULD BE WITH ME! 7 1 y LEAVING FOR WASHINGTON TONIGHT! y REMEMBER, COME RAIN, SNOW OR HIGH WATER , WE HAVE A BIG DATE ON JUNE SEVENTEENTH -- OH, DARLING! mY CALENDAR HAS A HEART AROUND | WE'LL ROAST A BIT O° . MEAT AND AGAIN BE OE CAREFLLTOUSE ONLY DRY | ON OUR WAY, DANNY." WOOD FOR THE FIRE, BAZO~ WE WANT NO TELLTALE SMOKE TO DISCLOSE OLR WHEREABOUTS (METHINKS BY NOONTIME WEY GOOD ~IT TAKE HIM THREE CAN TURN LOOSE QUR FLATHEAD | DAYS TO'GET BACK HERE IT LITTLE DOTHEY SUSPECT THAT EVEN NOW FLATHEAD INDIA ARE HOT ON THEIR TRAIL [7 PRISONER, EH, RED FEATHER? | WITH MORE WARRIORS UGH/ BUT WE soon catchy V WHITE MEN TRAVEL ALL NIGHT- VERY FAST." MYSTERIOUS AND POWERFUL ST ow YoU MEET THIS SHY NATE { gow. KIRBY By N cur? Now 28 A BUG LIT ON WHAT a MY SHOULDER IR | CANT STAND CrP A HED By Alex Raymond |] STUFF, SLEEPY! LET'S GET DOWN EASY TO BUSINESS ! Cope. 1930, King Festures Syndicate, Int World rights reserved. MAN! YOU'RE IN A JAM AND YOU MIGHT AS WELL KNOW ITH YOU WRETCHED WOMAN! DON'T PLAY THOSE LETTERS YOU WROTE | DUMB, PAL! ME... THE THINGS YOU SAID.. | WE WANT THAT THEY WERE LIES... ALL