Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's the reason I went down to the, what you call, department of employment and hired myself out for wages.

Say, are you the pilot of this thing?

No, I already have a garbage man.

That's what friends is for.

I knew you'd have the answer.

Or they got a machine on the back that takes out old trash and... Crash!

Oh, no, no, Mr. Clampett.

I need something!

I seen this loose carpet in here and I didn't want nobody to trip.

It was my rheumatism medicine.

Could be we might have to.

Well, I found this book about flyers and flying, all about fellows like Rickenbacker and Lindbergh and... Yes, oh, hush up.

Well, there it is!

Now you got your choice of coffee, tea, buttermilk, or hot mouth.

Well, I don't know, but in a couple of minutes it'll fill up a churn, a cheese crock, a milk pail, and three fruit yards.

Rheumatism medicine.

I called you right away, John.

And here's the part you're gonna like.

Where are you going?

Another dead, blasted fortune!

Well, ordinarily it would go down to the refinery here in Long Bay.

That oughta hold ya.

They hardly touched my vittles.

Well, that doesn't make him director material to E.W.

When can he start?