The rest of today’s episode is below the fold:
Tune in tomorrow for the conclusion to this exciting saga!
Jeepers! another *whole day*??
Ungrateful whelp! You young’uns of today really have it too easy. Why, back when this was first published, readers waited a whole month for their next fix, and did you hear ’em complaining? No sirree!
Modern folk, with their newfangled “personal computers” and “video” and all that instant gratification jazz, why, I’ll bet they wouldn’t have the patience to stalk a squirrel!
[Exits, muttering to self….]
FYI, I originally tried to upload everything onto one post, and it crashed my computer. I figured there are others out there cursed with mildly obsolete systems like mine, so I took pity on them and broke it up into manageable bits.
David, many thanks for the effort and expense.
Yes, I’m a young’un, but I’m old enough that I once had monthly magazines to look forward to. “Boy’s Life” was my favorite, and still had the occasional serial.
I have been enjoying this story and the ads in this magazine. It actually occurred to me reading the ads that in the 1950s being an “artist” wasn’t probably such a bad gig. Those ads and illustrations are all hand-drawn, well, and probably for pretty good pay.
Back in the days of prime-time radio serials, my parents weren’t even around yet, but that doesn’t mean I can appreciate the era, or poke fun at it.
What else am I supposed to do while I wait impatiently for the next episode?
Boys’ Life introduced me to Robert Heinlein. I believe they serialized some of his juvenile stories in comic form — and yeah, waiting a whole month for those was torture.
Actually, being an artist can be a pretty good gig if you don’t mind doing commercial work. One of my favorite comic artists, Neal Adams, has apparently been making quite a good living doing storyboards for ad agencies for their tv spots.
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