
Adventure Page #11
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- 1945
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SHE'LL TEAR
YOUR HEART OUT.
YOU STUMBLED ONTO
A QUEEN,
MEN'S BLOOD,
AND DIRTY TRAMPS FROM
MUDGE.
THIS IS ME YOU'RE
TALKING TO-HARRY.
YEAH, I KNOW
IT'S YOU, HARRY.
YEAH?
I GUESS IT WAS SOMETHING
I WAS SAVING UP.
NOW IT'S SAID.
DON'T WANT TO
TAKE IT BACK?
NOT ONE WORD.
TAKE IT BACK.
YOU AIN'T TALKING TO
YOUR FRIEND,
YOU'RE TALKING TO
YOUR BOSUN.
WELL, BEIN' A SAILOR AND
TO BOSUN PATTERSON,
I TAKE IT BACK.
TO MY FRIEND:
THAT WAS,
NEVER WILL I.
HA HA HA HA HA!
IT WAS ALL MY IDEA, COMING TO RENO.
EMILY WAS HERE ON HER HONEYMOON,
AND I SAID THE WAY TO GET CURED QUICK
IS TAKE A HAIR OF THE DOG THAT BIT YOU.
YOU MEAN A TACK FROM
THE HEEL THAT KICKED YOU.
MY LAST ONE WAS:
JUST PLAIN RAT.
HOW ABOUT YOURS,
EMILY?
MINE WAS A SAILOR.
OH. ANNAPOLIS MAN?
NO.
WHAT WAS HIS RANK, DARLING?
HE'S A BOSUN.
GREATEST BOSUN:
OF THEM ALL.
AND THE BIGGES HEEL.
BUT WHAT'S
A BOSUN, EMILY?
I THINK IT'S
THE NEXT RANK:
ABOVE ADMIRAL:
OF THE FLEET.
HE WAS JUS A TOUGH MUG SAILOR.
HE SOUNDS:
ROMANTIC.
DON'T BELIEVE I EVER KNEW A SAILOR.
OH, YOU MISSED A LOT.
SHE WAS A PERFECTLY
HAPPY LIBRARIAN UNTIL HE-
OH, NO, HELEN, NO.
THE DEAD RISE UP
WHEN THAT SAILOR
CAME IN.
EVEN GABRIEL'S HORN
COULDN'T PIPE HIM DOWN.
TOMATO ON A BIG SHORE LEAVE.
WHAT A SHORE LEAVE.
AND THEN HE:
RAN OFF TO SEA!
I WOULD HAVE HAD
AN ADORABLE HUSBAND.
ADORABLE?
FOR 3 DAYS
EVERY 6 MONTHS.
OR ONE DAY:
EVERY 10 YEARS.
MM-HMM.
EMILY! EMILY!
HEY, JOE!
SHE ISN'T USED
TO DRINKING.
BETTER GET A DOCTOR,
HELEN.
IS SHE:
ALL RIGHT?
WAS IT JUS THE BRANDY?
OH, NO, NO, NO. BU NOTHING TO BE ALARMED ABOUT.
QUITE A COMMON AILMEN AMONG BRIDES.
HUH?
EMILY-
OH, YOU POOR KID,
EMILY!
THEY SAY A WOMAN
CAN'T KEEP A SECRET.
YOU SHOULD HAVE:
TOLD ME.
OH, NO, NO.
YOU'RE NOT GOING
THROUGH WITH THE DIVORCE.
CERTAINLY I AM.
WELL, YOU BETTER
WRITE HIM AND-
NO, NO, NEVER.
AND I WANT YOU TO PROMISE
OHHH...
HAVING BABIES IS
NO FUN, YOU KNOW.
THE LEAS HE COULD DO IS-
NO, HE COULDN'T.
NOT FOR ME.
I'M NOT GOING
TO ASK HIM.
OH, EMILY!
HEY, HEY, DON'T LET IT GET YOU DOWN.
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?
RIGHT NOW YOU'RE GOING TO
WASH THE TEARS OFF YOUR FACE.
WE'RE GOING TO
THE DANCE TONIGHT.
HER MASTER WAS A FINE ONE
ALONG CAME A SAILOR LAD
FRESH FROM THE SEA
OF ALL THAT MISERY
WHEN DID HE SPEAK
TO YOU GUYS LAST?
OUTSIDE OF GIVEN ORDERS, NOT SINCE
WE LEFT SYDNEY, MORE THAN A MONTH.
I AIN'T HAD
SINCE FRISCO, 6 MONTHS.
IF YOU ASK ME,
IT'S ALL HOOKED UP WITH THAT GOOFY FIGH HE AND MUDGE HAD WHEN WE LEFT FRISCO.
MUDGIN GIVES ME:
THE CREEPS, TOO.
ALL OVER THE SHIP
AND IN:
EVERY BLINKIN' POR LIKE A DAF BIRD DOG AFTER
STILL LOOKIN' FOR THA COCKEYED SOUL OF HIS.
FOR I TRUSTED ONE ONCE
AND HE PUT OUT TO SEA
AND THAT IS-
STOP THAT YOWLING!
WHERE'S MUDGIN?
HE'S UP IN
THE...
OH.
YEAH, "OH."
HELLO, BOSUN HARRY,
OLD PAL... SIR.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
OFF-DUTY?
MISS EMILY,
HARRY.
I SAW HER-SAW HER
FROM THE LOOKOUT.
SHE WAS STANDIN' RIGH HERE BY NUMBER ONE LIFEBOAT.
SHE DIDN'T LOOK SCARED
OR SORROWFUL OR NOTHIN'.
BRAVE AND BEAUTIFUL
SHE WAS.
GAY-LIKE, SHE SMILED AND
THROWED HER SHOES IN THE OCEAN.
YOU'RE DRUNK.
YOU'RE BLIND DRUNK.
NO, NO, HARRY.
SOBER I SAW HER, TOO.
YEAH. YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT, MUDGIN.
YOU'RE ALWAYS
SEEING THINGS.
IF IT AIN'T YOUR SOUL POPPING OUT OF YOU
AND RUNNING UP:
POWELL STREET,
IT'S A TOMATO.
YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT,
MR. BOSUN, SIR.
I CAN SEE THINGS.
I CAN HEAR THINGS, TOO.
SIR.
HERE. COME ON,
THIS WAY.
YES, SIR,
BOSUN OLD PAL, SIR.
RIGHT BACK UP THERE
ON WATCH.
COME ON.
GET UP THERE, AND
MAKE IT FAST, PAL.
HOLD ON NOW,
HARRY.
START CLIMBING.
CLIMBIN' IT IS,
I'LL SCOOT UP
THAT WITCHBROOM HANDLE...
IT'S BEEN A SCREWY
DEAL, HARRY,
TOGETHER FOR THIS.
HE'S STIFF, HARRY.
I AIN'T HOISTED ONE
WITH YOU FOR A LONG TIME.
HARRY, THAT'S THE FIRS TIME YOU EVER HIT A MAN
WITH HIS HANDS DOWN.
YOU'VE BEEN HIT HARDER
THAN EVEN I THOUGHT.
YOU'RE MASSACRED.
STAND BY FOR:
THAT FREIGHT'S SPRING LINE!
LET GO OF:
YOUR SPRING.
CAST HER IN.
COME ON, GET THA GANGPLANK UP HERE.
HIYA, CHILI!
HARRY!
OH, HARRY,
HARRY.
I'VE BEEN COUNTING
THE TIME, TOO, PAL.
EVERY SECOND.
DID YOU COUNT EVERY SECOND, HARRY?
I MIGHT HAVE MISSED A
MOMENT, BABY, HERE AND THERE.
DON'T TELL ME
ABOUT THEM.
STILL LOVE ME:
BEST?
I MEAN, MINNIE THE BEST AND ME SECOND?
LOOK, SEE THEM
FOOTPRINTS OF YOURS?
SAY GOOD-BYE TO THEM.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK IN
THEM WHEN YOU LEAVE, HARRY.
YOU'RE CRAZY
WITH THE HEAT.
I'VE QUIT THE SHIP.
I'M WASHED.
I'M QUITTING EVERYTHING,
RIGHT TO LEFT, LEFT-
I'M SPITTIN' COTTON.
HEY, NICK!
CHAMPAGNE!
OUT OF MY MOUTH.
BLOW YOUR PERFUME
AT ME, PAL.
I'M SICK OF
SMELLING SAILORS.
CHAMPAGNE NEVER TO SAY GOOD-BYE AGAIN.
CHAMPAGNE TO SAY
HELLO AND HELLO.
HELLO, HELLO!
TO CHILI,
MY DEAR OLD HOMESTEAD.
AND DEAR ME IN IT.
MMM, MMM.
OK!
TELL TIME IT CAN STOP.
STOP, TIME!
SHE STOP?
ALL ANCHORED, BABY.
NOW, NOW SAY
YOU LOVE ME.
I LOVE YA.
BETTER.
GOOD.
NO GIRL:
LAUGHS AT ME?
I'M ALL YOURS, BABY.
HEY, LET'S GO. WHERE'S RENO AROUND HERE?
RENO? WHO'S SHE?
HA HA! RENO'S
NO GIRL, BABY.
LIKE MINNIE,
ANOTHER SHIP?
A LITTLE CITY,
BIGGEST LITTLE CITY
IN THE WORLD.
RENO SOUNDS SWEET.
LET'S GO TO RENO.
OK, EMILY.
EMILY?
OH.
DON'T TELL ME
EMILY'S A SHIP.
DON'T TELL ME EMILY'S A LITTLE CITY!
THE GOOD SHIP EMILY.
NO!
THE GOOD OLD TOWN
OF EMILY, NEVADA.
NO!
ALL RIGHT,
EMILY'S A GIRL.
WE GOT MARRIED:
AND DIVORCED.
SE?OR PATTERSON,
IS IT NOT?
IT IS.
AND I BROUGHT YOU
SOME OF THE KID'S THINGS.
AH. YEAH, THE KID FLUNKED.
AND US GUYS THA DIDN'T PRAY WAS PASSED.
YES, I HAD
SAIL LONG AGO.
THE BEST AND THE
BRAVEST, THEY ARE TAKEN.
THAT'S RIGHT,
A DIRTY GYP.
BUT HE SHOVED OFF
WITH A LAUGH.
SEEMS LIKE HE JUST UP
AND WALKS AWAY ON THE SEA.
OH, SIT DOWN.
THIS IS MY MARIA.
SE?ORITA.
HOLA, SE?OR.
LONG AFTER YOUR SHIP
HAD DROPPED FROM SIGHT,
SHE STOOD AND WAVED AT THE EMPTY SEA.
ATTABOY,
MY STATUE.
A KINDLY ACT,
SE?OR.
I THANK YOU.
TO A SAILOR.
AND HIS EVENING STAR.
OK, GRANDPA!
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
GREAT-GRANDPA.
OK, GREAT-GRANDPA.
LET'S ALL GET STIFF.
I'M SORRY I CANNOT JOIN YOU, SAILOR,
I HAVE AN ENGAGEMENT FOR SUPPER.
UH-OH. WHO IS SHE?
MY GRANDCHILDREN, MY GREA - GRANDCHILDREN,
MY CHILDREN,
AND MY WIFE.
HOLY MOSES-
ALL LIVING:
IN ONE HOUSE?
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