Judge — April 1938 — page 21: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Murder on Wings By Ted Key ONG KonG. THE GIANT CLIPPER PURRS IN ITS H DOCK TEN MINUTES BEFORE ITS FLIGHT TO THE Unirep States. WITH THEIR CANDID CAMERAS, PAS- SENGER BILL ROBIN AND HIS JAPANESE HOUSEBOY, Mat- SUMI, SHOOT EVERYTHING FROM THE .BOLTS IN THE MOTORS TO THE NUTS IN THE CABINS. GOING BACK TO SAN FRANCISCO WITH THE ESCAPED CONVICT, SWARTHY CACTUS PETE, Is DETECTIVE COOGLE. RoBIN WHISPERS TO MaTsuMt. “Cactus PETE HAS PLANS AND SPECIFICATIONS OF A NEW ARMY BOMBER. ‘WE'LL GET A CLOSE-UP.” “LISTEN, YOUSE GUYS,” GROWLS Cactus. “I'M AN AMERICAN CITIZEN. Y’SO MUCH AS SNAP A HAIR ON MY HEAD, AND I'LL SCREAM!" SwartHy E. O. PINCHKISS AND swaRrTHy O. E. JACKAL, OF THE FIRM PINCHKISS AND JACKAL, “ALL Kinps oF FisH,” ARE RUNNING LIKE HELL TO CATCH THE PLANE. THE STEWARD PICKS UP THEIR SAMPLE CASES AND RUNS WITH THEM. SUDDENLY HIS EYES FALL UPON THB FAINT TRACES OF INVISIBLE INK SPLOTCHED ON A NOTE PINNED TO PINCHKISS’ COAT TAIL. “ENGLISH INTERNA- TIONAL SPIES. CUT RATES ON EASY TIME PAYMENTS. Kick us.” = April, 1938 comicbooks.com