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AND AT ADDITIONAL MAILNG OFFICES, PRINTED IN LLEA. ENTIRE CONTENTS COPYRIGHTED ©1987 WARREN FUBLISKING CO. NOTHING NAY BE PRINTED: IM MrHOLE ON IN PART WHHGUT WHITTEN PERMISSION FROM THE PUBLISHER. ND CLASS HAIL PRIVILEGESALP, Lovecraft aan ‘August Derletie PPRTH OF CUNWICH LIES AN ALL BUT ABANDONED COUNTRY THAT, AFTER TS: "SUCCESSIVE OCCUPATION BY THE OLD-NEW ENGLANPERS AND OTHERS, HAS RETURNED 7O A NEAR STATE OF WILDERNESS. ONCE OFF THE STATE HIGHWAY, YOU FIND YOURSELF ON BYWAYS WHICH ARE LITTLE MORE THAN RUTTED LANES, AS LITTLE-USED AS MOST OF THE HOUSES ON THE LAND, ONCE LOWS AGO, It HAD THE REPUTATION OF BEING A COUNTRY IN WHICH "HEXEREIS THE WICH BELIEFS OF SUPERSTIMOUS PEOPLE WAS PRACTICED, AND SOIAETHING OF THIS EVIL REPUTATION LINGERS ABOUT IT STILL... FROM TL HAD MADE MY LAST TRIP [NTO THE VALLEY,ON Mwy WAY IHERINS A STOVE, NOT. FAR FROM DUNWICH. ALL WOU HA BEEN WELL, HAD It NOT BEEN FOR THO UNFORESEEN FACTORS. SAE RAIN, WHCH HAD BEEN HANGING IN THE HEAVENS ALL Day, FINALLY CAME OOWH INA TORRENT son TT turner one THE HIGHWAY. WITH AUSSIVINGS. IFONLY 1 HAD FOLLOWED My IMPULSES TO RETUEN 1 DUNWICH AND TAKE ANOTHER. ROAD, I MGHT BE FREE OF THE ACCURSED NIGHTMARES WHICH HAVE TROUBLED MY SLEEP SINCE THAT NIGHT CF HORRORTL KNEW IT WAS ONLY A QUESTION OF TIME BEFORE THE DOWN: ROAD I TRAVELED WAS RAPPLY WORSENING: | pour WOULD SEEP THROUGH THE HOOD AND STOP MY ENGINE Te AND DEEPENING PUDCLES OF WATER CASED MY: MOTOR TO SPUTTER AND SOUSH, HABITATION, AND THUS 2 CAME AT LAST TO A PALE SQUARE OF LIGHT NOT FAR OFF THE ROAD, AND BY A LUCKY, CHANCE. FOUND THE DRIVEWAY’ I THE FADING GLOW OF MY HEACLAMPS.. FoRtunately, THe earn stoop | | T Har EXPECTED To SEE CATTLE AND || Z. DIO NOT LINGER IN THE BARN, WOE OPEL TG THe WEATHER, Ano | | HORSES SUT THE BARN WORE aN AiR | | BLT AVDE My WAY TO THE HOUSE OF DESERTION AND THE KAY. TH TS. | | THROUGH THE DRIVING RAIN, AROWA OF PAST SUMMERS, UIST HAVE BEEN SEVERAL TEARS © i: SEEING KO GTHER Si mo ER, T STHEN A QUAVERNG VOCE CAME FROM INSIDE. WA SALESMAN BKING SHELTE!NO, SIR, MY MAME 13 FRED HADLEY. IM FROM BOSTON, “THE LIGHT BEGAN TO MOVE INSIDE_AS A LAMP WAS PICKED. THIS BE WENTWORTH'S UP FROM WHERE IT STOOD. THERE WAS THE SOUND OF DAY. T THOUSHT YEW BOLTS AND CHAINS BEING WITHDRAWN, AND THE DOOR OPENED) | MIGHT BE NAHUM. MR, STARKZ ‘STORM KEICHED YE, EH? COME RIGHT IN THE HOUSE AN! ORY CFF, DON'T RECKON THE RAIN'LE LAST LONG NAOW. 1 XEN TELL ATACWN WAN RIGHT OFF, JORCT INA, Weil) WE SET ONE MONIN' INTAA THE DEESTRICK, BUT Hey Move OUT SUDDENT, GUESS THEY DAON'T LIKE TT MERE, AN'T NEVER BEEN TA NO Bis TAOWN, AIN'T SURE WANT HOPE YOU DON'T MIND. THE ChOWS: ZDIDNIT WONT WIND, HA UWASINE = HA, HA. WOULDN'T \| LOOKED DRIVE ONE OF THEM \) LIKE A CITY NEW-FANSLED _ \I SLICKER. CONTRAPTIONS MVEELE, ‘But YEW TAOWN FEORE ARE ALL ‘AUKE. GOTIA HEV ANT NEVER BEEN TA \ BOSTON, NEVER BEEN | TOOK THE LIBERTY OF AS FUR AS ARKHAM, | DRIVING MY CAR INTO EVEN, GOT MY FARM YOUR BARN. ~ WORK TA KEEP AE = He Raveieo on ni TS FASHON FOR So Lone NAGW 2 BO, VES. ONCT THAT I WAS ABLE TO MAKE AN INVENTORY OF THAR WAS MOLLY AN' DEWEY. AMOS STARK'S LIVING ROOM. IT WAS FILLED WITH . ? — ABEL WENT OFF WHEN HE ALL KINDS OF THINGS THAT THE ANTIQUE cOUEC- = WAR A BOY, AN'ELLA DIED TORS 'NOULD PAY WELL TO GET THEIR HANDS ON. WITH A LUNG FEVER, I i BIN ALONE FOR NIGH ‘ONTA SEVEN YEARS.EVEN AS HE SPOKE, I OBSERVED ABOUT HIM A WaN- |[GINE OR TAKE A HALE, \/No, Si 1 NEVER INS, WACHFUL AIR. HE SEEMED CONSTANTLY To Be || Ceackze, cuuccia). Tis KNEW Hi 7 SELL Usteuins FOR SOME SCUND ABOVE THE DRUMMING || BE WENTWORTH'S Day, | MOSTLY iil THE OF THE RAN, THERE WAS CNLY ONE, A MOUSE GNAW- || NAHUN, WENTNORTH, YEW /TOWNS. JUST ONCE ING AWAY SOMEWHERE IN THE GLO HOUSE BEEN A SALESMAN IN INA WHILE IN THE awd THESE PARTS LONG NEVER MET A SOUL NAOW? YEW MUSTA KNOWED MONE GN. ) TH's SIDE OF NAHUM WENTWORTH THE ROADE,/ PUNWICH. SEVENTEEN, MILES, T FIGURE, MIGHT NEAR EVERYBODY KNOWED NAHUM, (O}, THAT. NAUK WAS. Xx ASSURE YOU, I BUT THAR WARN'T NONE KNOWED Hi” | | & QUEER ONE, AUL RickT! \ NEVER HEARD OF AS WELL AS 1 DID, SEE THAT THAR BUT MEAN, AND STINGY, BOCK? THAT THAR'S THE SEVENTH TOO. DON'T SEE AS Book oF MoseS~ irs | | HAOW YE couLe miss ESTA SIGHT MORE ENGIN HIM ARMIN IN FT THAN ANY GTHER BOOK I EYER SEEN. THAT THAR IS SEE YE LOOKIN’ AT His BOOKS, HE SAID AS HAOW I COULD HAVE "EM SO I TOOK "EM, GOCP BOCKS, TOO, ONLY THAT I NEED GLASSES, I'D A READ ‘EM. YEW'RE WELCOME TA LOOK AT "EM, THOUGH, T wonverer asour my Host's PREOCCUPATION, INSOFAR AS HE HAG BEEW GIVEN' TO READING THE "SEVENTH BOOK OF MOSES} WHICH WAS A KIND (OF BIBLE FOR THE SUPPOSED REXES, (7 PURPORTED TO OFFER ALL MANNER OF SPELLS, INCANTATIONS,. AND CHARMS TO THOSE READERS WHO WERE GULLIBLE ENOUGH TO BELIEVE IN You WERE ‘SPEAKING OF‘OH, THAT NAHUM T DON'T RECKON HE'DA LENT ME ALL THAT MONEY IF HE'D A KNOWED WaT WAS TA HAPPEN TA HIM, |AN' NEVER TAKE A NOTE FER 7, NEITHER, FIVE THOUSAND ir was! ‘AN! HUA TELLIN’ ME HE OODNT HAVE NO NEED FER No PAPER S OR ANY KIND OF A NOTE, “aaa T SO THAR WARN'T NO PROOF I EVER HAP THE MONEY CrP'N, HOM, NOT A'TALL, JEST THE'TWO OF US KNOWIN'IT, AND HE SETTIN' A DAY FIVE YEARS AFTER FER Him TACOME FER HIS MONEY AN! His DUE. FIVE YEARS. a [at we is ne ony iis 2 WENTRORTIS PAY. Oncy ne can COME, BECAUSE Fr WARN'T NO TiseN THO MONTHS Aster Wat oY Saat HE SOT Shor cur nani SHOT GUN A THE BAGS OvTHE HEAD, PURE ACCIDENT. OV COURSE, THAR WAS THEM THAT SAD.AS HACW T BONE IT A PURPOSE, BUT 1 SHOWED 'EM, DROVE TO DUNWICH AND MADE OUT MY WILL TA HS DAUGHTER, WMS GENIE, AN’ LET "EM ALL KNOW! MIDNIGHT TONIGHT. AN! IT DON'T SEEM LIKE NAHUM CAN KEEP. HIS *PROINTMENT, DOES IT? AN! A GOOO THING HE CAN'T, “CAUSE. T AIN'T STARK Lep Mg INTO THE NEXT ROM ANE SHOWED ME TO A OUCH. ON THE WAY IN, Z =CKED UP THE SEVENTH BOCK CF MOSES. HE MADE NO CBTECTION, AND LEFT ME me = Top NOT ASK HOW WeNTWwoRTH'S DAUGHTER PARED. 1 WAS BESIN- NING TO FEEL THE STRAIN OF THE DAY, ANP THE ORNE THROUSH THE BOWNPOUR, IGuESS I AM,STILL CAME DOWN IN TORRENTIAL GUSTS. FELL TO READIN THE SEVENTH BOOK CF MOSES AND FOUND 10 MY AMAZEMENT THAT THE READER Was REPEAT- EDLY WARNED OF HOW TERRIBLE SOME OF THE WORDS WERE | LL WAS COMPELLED TO.COPY SOME OF THE WORST THAT CAUGHT MY EYE. AT ELEVEN O'CLOCK, THE RAIN SEEMED TO MORE. 2 SOON CAUGHT MYSELF LISTENING, LIKE STARK, FOR MORE THAN THE PATTER OF RAIN. My dost np Nor sit STL, EVERY LITTLE WHILE HE ROSE, AND T COULD HEAR HIM SHUFFLE FROM PLACE TO PLACE.AA HUNDRED AN! mety A YEAR, COMES TA SEVEN FIETY se FELL, ALL THEY WAS TO (To WENT GFF QucK=LIKE .. PeN'T Know) mayest oL> | | Quisice THE WHiFPooRLs BEGAN SIWAS AIMED “Man TO GALL, A Sig THAT THE Sky WAS AT NAHUM. BEGINNING TO CLEAR, Lcome now ro Thar PART OF My STORY WHICH MBKES ME DOUBT MY OWN SENSES, WHICH, WHEN I Loox BACK ON FT NOW, SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE, INDEED, MANY TiWES NOW, Z WONDER WHETHER 3 DID NOT DREAM IT ALL ~ YET I KNOW IT WAS" NOT A DREAM. I STILL N ON_A HILLSIDE IN THAT ACCURSED VALLEY, TaD Nor BEEN DozINS- LONG, WHEN 2 AWOKE, THE RAIN HAD CEASED, BUT THE VOICED OF THE WHIFPOORWILLS HAD MOVED CLOSER 1D THE HOUSE, AND WERE IN THUNDEROUS CHORUS... "THE }IOCK CAME AGAIN, MORE FEREMP- TORLY THIS THE. THEN T HEARD STARK'SNO! No! Go Back! Trcaep a FALL, AN ALMOST WanEDUATELY ATER THERE CAME A NORABLE, CHOKING ERY, A BOUND OF FF] NERS AT His NECK, AND IN THE BACK OF IT'S: SKULL WERE SHATTERED BONES, WHERE A CHARGE OF SHOT HAD GONE THROUGH. THEN, MERCI- FULLY, I FAINTED.fONiS CSNZLIWM HL _NOBN SIH AO HEATS daaoioosia HHL OLN! QNDDULS MvS I ‘MuWIS HEAD INS T SY 80d ‘Ty JO YORNOH SNINMORS SHL JHBNowa HOWM dened Thais IHL Spal LE Naas LSvT avH T 32LvT SLNEWOW OL 12roe ae ede) ET oa ea oat fos Moe eC moat ce ta ea ee ae ie et ea ASIDE, OLD MAN! WARNINGS AND WIVES TALES WON'T MAKE ME PUT OFF LEARNING. *KY BROTHER'S FATE! aan STORY BY ARCHIE GOODWIN ‘ART BY ANGELO TORRES 13—— THE AINEST STEEL WHEN YOU CRASHED OGRE! LOOKING ORE TOAD eX. THAT GATE YOU SEALED ) THAN MAN! WHO ARE YOU & [YOUR Poom, SIR KNIGHT! / 70 KILL GOOD KNIGHTS, AND J < LEAVE MAIDENS TO YOUR MONSTROUS MEN-AT- ARMS 2// SAVE YOUR SWORD FOR my MEN-AT-ARMS, GOOD KNIGHT!‘AGOOD FiGHT, BUT NoT YET | hal OVER, SIR KNIGHT! T'VE a OTHER SURPRISES. ats! HUNORE: Pate. OF THEM ! Si é st A ZiTM LEFT WITH OMY WY DAGGER FOR A WEAPON, BUT THE GIRL MUST BE AT THE TOP OF THESE STAIRS! DON'T WORRY, MY LADY! ONLY THE TOAD-GUARDIAN OF THIS PLACE OF EVIL IS LEFT AND HE LACKS THE COURAGE TO STOP OUR ESCAPE/BUT MY DAGGER CAN! WHAT MAGIC IS THIS? THE OGRE CHANGES BEFORE YOuR EVES! AFTER ALL, A SORCERESS NEEDS SOMECNE TO KEEP FOOLS AND MEDOLERS FROM INTERRUPTING HER WORK! A TASK1S UNNECESSARY! THA NOT INSANE! YOU DONT HAVE TO USE THIS STRAIT-JACKET ! TRUE! AM, AND HAD dust Sit) THE NERVOUSNESS SHARPEN MAY BEEN NERVOUS! DREADFLLLY ‘STIL SENSES! DIDN'T DESTROY~ DIDN'T NERVOUS / BUT WHY WILL TIL THE GULL THEM! PARTICULARLY My YOU SAY tm MABS PocTOR | SENSE OF HEARING... HIGHLY HOW HEALTHILY, DEVELOPED! I HEARD ALL THINGS ) HOW CALMLY, T CAN IN HEAVEN, AND EARTH... AND... _/ TELL YOU THE WHOLE WHERE? STORY BY EDGAR ALLAN POE; ADAPTED BY ARCHIE GOODWIN ART BY REED CRANDALL 4857 is POSSIBLE To SAY HOW FIRST THE ‘A ENTERED MY BRAIN} BUT ONCE CONCEIVED, TT HAUNTED ME DAY AND NIGHT... OBJECT THERE WAS NONE. PASSIGN THERE WAS NONE. I LOVED THE OLD MAN... TWAS JUST GOING To RE AH! STILL WORKING, ROBERT? A MAN NEVER, HAD A FINER SERVANT! HE HAD NEVER WRONGED ME HE HAD NEVER GIVEN ME INSULT. FOR HIS GOLD I HAD NO DESIRE... SINCE YOU'RE RE UP, ROBERT, COULD YOu " TREMBLING ! 1S SOME - BRING ME A SMALL Uh THING BOTHERING GLASS OF BRANDY? At you, ROBERT? ONE OF HIS HIS EYES RESEMBLED THAT OF A VULTURES A. So BY DEGREES, VERY GRADUALLY PALE BLUE EYE WITH A FILM OVER IT. WHENEVER IT FELL ON TMADE UP MY MIND TO TAKE. ME, MY BLOOD RAN COLD! THE LIFE OF THE OLD MAN, AND THUS RID MYSELF OF THE EYE FOREVER! AH WELL, IT LOOKS SO Goop! PROBABLY BETTER THAN THE BRANDY ANYWAY, EH, ROBERT?YOU THINK DM MAD, BUT NO EACH NIGHT I MADMAN COULD EVER HAVE PROCEEDED WITH THE WISCOM. an THE CAUTION....THE FORESIGHT | | ENOUGH THAT 1 (1D THE WEEK GEFORE KILLED THE OLD MANS SOMETIM UPON THE EIGHTH NIGHT L WAS MORE THAN USUALLY CAUNOUS IN OPENING THE COOR, 4 WATCHES MINUTE HAND MOVES MORE SLOWLY THAN DID ME. X HAD MY HEAD IN AND WAS ABOUT TO OPEN THE LANTERN WHEN MY THUMB SUPPEO ON THE FASTENING. T KNEW THAT SOUND! THE BEATING OF THE OLD MAN'S HEART! BUILDING IN ME A FURY AS THE BEATING OF A DRUM STI- MULATES A SOLDIER INTO COURAGE . SOMEONE'S THERE ! WHO: ARE YOU. GENTLY-- OPENED THE DOOR TO His ROOM JUST HEAD AND THE LANTERN, HOUR. TO GO SQ... WOULD) A MADMAN HAVE BEEN 30 WISE ‘OH, SO “THEN--CH, SO CAUTIOUSLY-~ I ALLOWED ‘A THIN BEAM FROM THE LANTERN TO FALL ON THE VULTURE EYE... FOR SEVEN NIGHTS! BUT ALWAYS IT WAS CLOSED AND SO IMPOSSIBLE TO DO THE WORK. FoR IT WAS NOT THEOL MAN WHO VEXED (ME, BUT Mis EVIL EYE! TO ADMIT MY ES TAKING AN As THis? L_KEPT STILL AND SAID NOTHING. HIS ROOM WAS, PHICH BLACK WITH THICK DARKNESS, 1 KNEW HE COULD NOT SEE THE OPENING OF THE DOOR FOR AN HOUR. DID NOT MOVE, BUT NEITHER WOULO HE LIE DOWN. THEN THERE CAME TO MY EARS A LOW DULL QUICK SOUND. “THE HELLISH TATTOO OF THE HEART INCREASED, IT GREW QUICKER AND LOUDER EVERY INSTANT...I OPENED A VERY VERY LITTLE CREVICE IN THE LANTERN... A SINGLE RAY LIKE THE THREAD OF A SPIDER SHOT OUT FROM THE OPENING, FALLING FULL ON THE VULTURE BYE! IT WAS OPEN WIDE WIDE OPEN,"THe OLD MAN'S TERROR MUST HAVE SEEN EXTREME! stop mf sn THE BEATING GREW LOUDER AND LOUDER! I THOUGHT THE HEART WOULD BURST! EVER THAT NOISE. QUICKER AND LOUDER! T FEARED A NEIGHBOR . WOULD HEAR THE SOUN HOUR HAD COME! OP stor TWAT BEATING! DL THE OLD MAN'S ie F” NO WORE! NO MORE NOISE / NO MORE BYE! = THE OLD MAN WAS STONE DEAD HIS EYE WOULD TROUBLE ME OREIe you STILL THINK, ME MAD, YOU WILL THIN: SO. NO LONGER AFTER THE Wise PRECAUTIONS 1 TOOK. FOR CONCEAIMENT OF THe BODY, THE NiGHT WANED AND < WORKED HASTILY BUT IN SILENCE, DISMEMEERING THE CORPSE... HEAD, ARMS, LEGS... PIECE BY CAREFUL PIECE... TL TOOK UP THREE PLANKS FROM THE FLOORING AND DEPOSITED ALL BETWEEN THE SCANTLINGS. Z THEN REPLACED THE BOARDS SO NO HUMAN EYE, NOT EVEN WIS, COULD HAVE DETECTED ANY- THING WRONG, NGTHING TQ WASH GUT... NO STAIN...NO BLOOD- SPOT... THE TUB HAD CAUGHT ALL! THE DOORBELL? AT POLICE, SIR. ONE OF YOUR NEIGHBORS FOUR INTHE THOUGHT THEY HEARD A SCREAM. HEADQUARTERS SENT US GVERSLFEAR I SCREAMED AT A HIGHTMARE ! THE MASTER'S AWAY IN THE COUNTRY, T'M THE ONLY ONE IN THE HOUSE... BUT YOU'RE WELCOME--IN FACT, I (WS/ST=-THAT YOU MAKE A THOROUGH SEARCH OF THE PREMISES || LOOK! LEASE Loox CLOSELY... SATISFY YOUR- SELVES | NOTHING OUT OF WHAT HAD I TO FEART THE OFFICERS WERE SATIS— FIED. MY MANNER CONVINCED THEM... WE CHATTED CHEERILY IN THE VERY ROOM... CHAIRS OVER THE VERY SPOT... BENEATH WHICH REFOSED THE CORPSE OF THE OLD MAN! SE! $0 DELICATE, SO BEAUTIFUL. NOBSERVE THE FINE CRAFTSMANSHIP, THE DETAIL OF THE CARV-- HERE! THE FIGURINES, STATUETTES.... VERY VALUABLE ! You SEE THEY UNDISTURBED... HAD THERE BEEN A HOUSEBREAKER HE'D HAVE TAKEN THESE / BDO YOU HEAR THAT? THAT SOUND? 7 SOUND, SIR? W-WHY RATHER A LOW HEAR ANY SOUND WHAT SOUND QUICK SOUND... MUCH. UKE THAT. 15 THAT? AS A WATCH WOULD MAKE WHEN ENVELOPEDTHA CUMP! THACBUMP! THE BUMPL TEA BUMP! YES... WELL... WHERE WAS IF OH ! THE STATUETTE... SEE HOW THE CARVING 15 SO DELICATELY... SURELY. GENTLEMEN, YOU MUST NOW. fi. THE SOUND 1s GUNTE Loup SIR, L CAN'T HEAR A THING. THERE 1S NO SOUND! You" = ae You MUST HEAR IT! (Tis GETTING LOUDER ! HERE, HERE! \T 15 BEATING OF WIS HIDEOUS HEART !/!YOU SEE? I'M NOT MAD. IT's MY ACUTE SENSE OF HEARING! WHEN TL THRUST My HEAD. THROUGH THE WINDOW OF THE POLICE VAN, THEY CALLED IT MADNESS! IT WAS J ONLY To ESCAPE THE SOUND! THE BEATING OF THE OLD MAN'S HEART! THAT'S. RIGHT... JUST KEEP TALKING WHILE I REMOVE THOSE EVEN HOW 3 STILL HEAR IT, BUT I'M IN CONTROL! BEAT ON, HIDEOUS HEART, 7 IGNORE You! Lou AS YOU BEAT, THE OLD MAN cantr come BACK! Tn FREE OF HIS EVIL EYE FOREVER! THAT'S THE LasT ONE, SOME OF THE SCARS NEED TIME TO HEAL, BUT YOU'RE com. ING ALONG NICELY! AMAZING LUCK WITH ALL THE GLASS WE HAD TO HAVE A LOOK IN THIS MIRROR, OVER. HERE... SEE WHAT A LUCKY. MAN YOU ARE! I-1 DON'T UNDERSTAND! HE JUST GLANCED IN THE MIRROR AND JUMPED! WHAT DROVE Hii TO IT? HIS INJURIES WEREN'Taa OE aaSYMAT WHERE HAVE You BEEN? WHAT ARE YOU BRINGING IN NOW? FRANK'S WIFE HAS GROWN INCREASINGLY DISTANT AND COOL OVER THE MONTHS. ANO HE EQUALLY FURIGUS AT THE MYSTERIES SHE KEEPS! HE HOLDS. IT AWKWARDLY IN_ONE HANI TO BELIEVE IT'S REALLY GtWIS IS THE END! THE MAGIC! MUMBO JUMBO YOU'VE BECOME OBSESSED WITH IS DISGUSTING? WO MORE, 00 YOU HEAR!!, GO THEN, AND GOOD BACK UNTIL YOU CAI RIDDANCE? DON'T COME FORGET THAT TRASH! iN IT HAG BEEN BUILONG UP FOR MONTHS... -AIRST AND SO HE PROCEEDS TO LIVE, IN THE DAYS AND FKE BOOKS, THE CHARMS, THEN HE HAD ACTUALLY WEEKS THAT FOLLOW, THE HIGHLIFE OF A FOUND HER PERFORMING VOOOCO RITUALS: ROUNDER, DEVOID OF CARE OR RESPONSIBILITY... BEHIND HIS BACK. FUN, AND DitiNK: I HOPE SHE NEVER COMES BACK... NOW'S 4 Ze as mY CHANCE TO LIVE! eS eo Bur arieR THE BARS HAYE CLOSED, HE STAGGERS HOME. THE NIGHTS. ARE LONG... AND STRANGE FORCES HAVE. THE OPROR TWNITY 70 SEND THEIR GHOSTLY CALLS THRU THE JUNGLES... |ERE"S TO FREEDOM, : Cea |AY sect! were , i iy ‘nn SyLyra / is THaT you?! a “a gs LORD, WOMAN...) HAVE YOU GONE MAD 2? LEG A |_vooooo. CANT ESCAPE THE cuRsE OF | ay er Henn, mycon \ga) BER HEAD.!.. daaHORRIFIED AT THE SIGHT OF THE HEADLESS CCRPSE OF HIS WIFE, FRANK RUINS BLINDLY THROUGH THE HEAVY BRUSH OF THE JUNGLE! UNTIL LOST AND EXHAUSTED, HE FALLS TO THE GROUND, PANTING FOR BREATH !WA OF THE C SPOPOPLE ce h rs £6000 tom! 9 BACK Lo ‘ART BY REED CRANDALL 33THAT'LL KEEP THE WILD TOWN MUST BE NEAR, WHERE UFE AWAY UNTIL 1 CAN ELSE COULD THE MAN HAVE BEEN FROM? HE WAS NO. gl POOR DEVIL'S HAD IT! VACATIONING HUNTER LIKE WHAT WAS HE TRYING TUCKED AWAY NEAR HERE. (NE! STRANGE BUSINESS! TO TELL a BETTER MAKE IT crass 7 FOR THERE! - ‘MAN-EATING BLACK PANTHER! HOPE THAT TOWN'S LARGE ENOUGH TO RAISE A POSSE— \, WEY! WHAT'S THISZ/! My NAME'S TODD TAA HUNTER FROM THEDON'T INTERFERE! \( WE GOT THE FATHER! SHE'S THE DAUGHTER OF SuPERSTINOUS WE KNOW WHAT WE'RE WANT HER ® FOREIGNER WHO MARRIED | DRIVEL! THE SIRL'S: WOMAN OF OUR TOWN! — COMING YTTH ME! HIS TAINTED BLOOD FLOWS WHILE THAT GIRL LIVES CUR WHOLEHURRY! THEY CANT BE TOO Far BEHIND! YOUR way THROUGH HERE? MES IT'S MORE AN AMANAL if PATH THAN A TRAIL! My TAKE A BREATHER! Z NEED THE REST ‘ANG THERE'RE A FEW, THINGS I'D LIKE Bor IT'S Just ALITTLE FURTHER ‘ANDCAVET IT COULD BE TE DEN OF THAT PUMA! HOW GO yOu ANOW ABOUT CATS! THAT'S WHAT THE MAN MEANT THIS MORNING! BEWARE CAT- PEOPLE! PEOPLE WHO CAN TURN INTO PANTHERS! UKE YOU DID... YOUR EYES! IN THE DARKNESS THEY GLOW! JUST LIKE A car's! COME ON IN! IT'S. DARK AND cozy! SAFETY AT LAST WHEN YOU AVLLED: THAT MAN I FOUND! 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DESTI- NATION: THE SHORE ! Wie |EY 2 WHAT DO THEY WANT?! ALL DUE TO BALDO'S GENIUS!FASCINATING STUFF/ BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN. AND DRAWN! BALDO, I'D LOVE TO KNOW. “LIKE MANY OTHERS BEFORE ME, LSTARTED| AS AN ASSISTANT TO A FAMOUS CARTOON! WHERE 2 LEARNED THE TeICkS OF. THE WELL, MR, MACK, it's A LONG STOR “THROUGH THOSE EARLY YEARS, MY WIFE, MARTHA, WAS A SOURCE, OF CONSTANT INSPIRATION .. ‘ {Grain I WANT TO SPEND THE REST Es COFFEE, SMUDGE, THEN YOU CAN FINISH RULING THOSE PANEL BORDERS! “WHILE SOME DID NOT ACCEPT MY STRIP IMMEDIATELY, COMMENTS INDICATED T was ON THE RIGHT Tac. THIS STINKS! DRAWINGS AMATEURISH, INKING'S BAG ANO THE’ WRITING PHOOEY! OF MY LIFE MARRIED. TO. “HARD WORK AND INITIATIVE PO NOT GO. UNREWARPED. ONE DAY MY BIG BREAK tk me BALDO! UNCLE MARVIN DIED! WITH THE CASH HE LEFT WE CAN HIRE SOMECNE TO WRITE, DRAW, AND INK THE STRIP! HTL BE SOLD IN No Time“NOT THAT SUCCESS DOESN'T BRING CERTAIN PROBLEM: WRITING THE STRIP SOME- ONE PRAWING AND SOMEONE J ELSE INKING, HOW WILL 1T REALLY BE MY STRIP 2 THAT MAKE UP A SYNDICATED COME STRIP IS A FANTASTIC, JOB. THERE'S THE WRITING.” T'VE BEEN WORKING DAY AND: NIGHT, BUT T'VE CHURNED OUT SCRIPTS FOR ANOTHER, EPISODE, MR. SMUDGE! ou (7LeAvE THEM HERE. FLL START PENCIL- ING AS SOON AST ; JERK! DON'T LET ANY OF THE ASSISTANTS: KNOW OTHERS ARE WORKING FOR YOU! EACH MAN WILL SUPPOSE ‘YOU_DO ALL THE REST aaa a 7 “THE LAYOUT AND PENCILNG." IE "LETTERING AND INKING. I'VE BEEN WORKING DAY AND NIGHT, BUT D'VE PENCHED ANOTHER WEEK'S WORTH, ‘MR. SMUDGE , q I'VE BEEN WORENG NicHT AND DAY, BUT I'VE GOTTEN ANOTHER’ BATCH INKED, MR, SMUDGE! ‘JUST LEAVE THEM HERE. I'LL START WRITING: ANCTHER EPISODE WITH SO MUCH WORK, THE EMPLOYMENT OF ASSISTANTS MIGHT SEEM NECESSARY, BUT THE CONTRIBUTION OF SUCH A PERSON iS HARDLY WORTH THE PAMPERING AND TRAINING THEY REQUIRE... YOU WORK MME ALL THE TIME! SCRIPTS ARE BACKLOSEING! 1 DESERVE A BIG RAISE AND SOME CREDIT ON THE STRIP: I'M ALWAYS WORKING ! MONTHS) AHEAD ON PENCILS! HOW ABOUT A FAT RAISE AND A CREDIT Line?! YOU'RE WORKING ME TO DEATH! WE'RE SO FAR AHEAD T DON'T KNOW WHAT YEAR IM WORKING ON! T WANT AND MY. NAME ON THE STRIP!SAND NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY TO KEEP AND A, THINGS STRAIGHT, ONCE IN A WHILE WIRES . “ WILL GET CROSSED..." Hi FELLAS! wRiTiNe Y YOu WRITE SMUDEES THE BALDO SMUDGE STRIPS 1 STRIP KEEPS ME SO PENCIL IT? BUSY WE DON'T GET wil WE'RE ON TO YOU, SMUDGE! WrHouT US YOUR STRIP IS NOTHING! WRITE? PEN- Cu? TINK IT? SAND DETERMINATION! QUALITIES THAT MAKE NY STRIP AS GREAT AS ITS TODAY!™INSPIRATIONAL, BALD! UH — ORIGINAL NOTHING WOULD 'Y BALO WORKS BEST SAY" MY SONISAGREAT P ORAWING? ER-- | | THRILL HIM LIKE ] ALONE, MR. MACK, WHY MAYBE IT COULD AN ORIGINAL DON'T YOU COME WITH ME TO THE DELICATESSEN FAN OF YOURS. HOW ABOUT DOING AN JUST AUTOGRAPH DRAWING ! ORIGINAL DRAWING NO TO PICK UP SANDWICHES, OR HIM = zt - AND HE'LL HAVE - $ i ‘SOMETHING FOR, \ YOUR LITTLE BOY FAT OLD GOAT! IF HE WEREN'T HEAD OF THE SYNDICATE I'D THROW HIM QUT! MAYBE I CAN TRACE. SOMETHING OUT OF SURELY ISN'T ONE OF THESE BOOKS! sf STUPID ENOUGH TO BRING MACK BACK ALREADY! ASBALDO, DEAR! GOOD LORD! WE'RE BACK! THs piace is WY AWRECK! WHATS fl LIKE BALCO TO LEAVE THE PLACE LIke THis! HE'S USUALLY SO NEAT! STRANGE! PUDDLES OF WATER AND SLIME ON THE FLOOR! LIKE SOMETHING ‘OUT OF THE RIVER WELL, WHAT A I WOULDN'T COUNT ON CURIOUS DRAWING HE'S DONE 1m Just. YOUR HUSBAND EVER AND ) BEING BACK, MRS: SMUDGE I'VE NEVER SEEN. YOU SEE THIS. ISN'T GOING To Have _ \J HIM USE COLORED TO SCOLD BALDO WHEN HE COMES: BACK. SUCH STRANGE BEHAVIOR! INKS: DRAWING MR. MACK. ea ald Atala - Mew emehiisc are) 2 BALDO LEFT A LOT OFi 2 Corer ess Cee USE THIS COUPON _ =| TO GET VALUABLE [iy BACK ISSUES OF ANTS eyPEM Pam Le Rm etl ol Ts CeCe ee merry STATE “DP OBE Ka, 21F CODE KD.