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No Forwarding Address “Ts Ear” Spivens had cleaned up a fortune runn beer in’ the Bronx. And now “Tin Ear” yearned for new worlds to conquer. 4 » for a little “Tm 3 . pa warned the gang. “The Great Lakes Mobsters will put cha on the spot if you show up out there. ““E an't bluff me,” snarled Who ever heard of a ang searin’ a guy from Noo “Tin Ear” arrived in Chicago at eight in the evening. He went to his hotel, donned a pink-and-green silk shirt and went over to pay his re- spects to “Loop” Lena, hostess at the town’s most notorious night club. ne orchestra struck up ‘Three O'clock in the Mornin “Swell music, eh, ki cooed Lena, nestling in his arms, ‘I could dic waltzin’,” said ‘ Ear.” He did! —Antiucr L, Lirpmaxn The Radio Announcer Describes His Thanksgiving Dinner ‘ow! Boy! What a fast and furious feast! Action all the way from soup to nuts. Never a slow moment. Unele Julius opened with a quick jab to the celery. Aunt Agatha took a long round-house swing which netted her a turkey leg. Then things began to hum, Cousin Jasper feinted with his right and g d the white meat for a first dow Aunt Belle used her famous carving knife upper- cut with telling effect when the stuff- ing me o Sister Sue smashed through the center of the t gain of five olives. Quick Buddy made an aerial pass of a sweet potato to Belle’s boy, Hector, who successfully completed the play. Uncle Julius and Lou exchanged short jabs to the jelly without much success. Aunt Agatha caught a mint, but fum- bled it. When the bell rang for the maid at the end of the last course the folks were in a he scrimmage around the walnuts, with the out-of- town relations looking to have slightly the better of it.” —Hveu Woon And when gangsters take a guy for a ride in an Austin, they throw car and all into the bushes. Porar Exprorer—I have it, boys; there’s something wrong with the compass! Ww comicbooks.com