The Lost World

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's

Stupendous Story of

Adventure And Romance

THE LOST WORLD:

In the office of the

London Record Journal.

I want your legal advice.

Profesor Challenger threatens to sue my paper

for doubting his yarn about live dinosaurs.

I believe Challenger is insane!

He nearly killed three reporters

I sent to interview him today!

Mr. McArdle, couldn't you send

me on a dangerous assignment?

All I need is an opportunity -

Have you been interviewing

Challenger, Malone?

Don't apologize - hurry over to Zoological

Hall and cover Challenger's lecture.

Reporters are barred

- but get in!

There's Sir John Roxton

- famous hunter and explorer.

He's here to check up on

Challenger's cock-and-bull story.

Well, Malone, we're in for

a lively session tonight.

- the students are out in

force to heckle old Challenger.

Challenger has made himself a public laughing

- stock by his tale about live dinosaurs!

What can he hope to gain

by such lies?

The back country of the Amazon contains over

fifty thousand miles of unexplored water-ways.

Who can say what may be living

in that jungle - as vast as all Europe?

Reporters are barred- if I show my press pass

I'll get kicked out. I wonder if you -

Gladly - I'll take you

in on my pass.

That's profesor Summerlee,

the eminent coleopterist.

- owing to lack of proofs, this Society cannot

sponsor Profesor Challenger's statements,

but is glad to afford him this opportunity to

state his case, and, we trust, clear his name.

Bring on your mastodons!

Bring on your mammoths!

I will - if any of you spineless worms

are brave enough to go back with me

into the trackless jungles where these monsters live!

I told you old Challenger

is sincere!

And I'm not here tonight

to defend my statements -

but to demand that a committee be formed

to go back to the Lost World with me -

I am sixty-seven years of age - but,

because I think you are a liar and a fraud -

I accept your challenge, sir!

I'm neither a student nor a scientist

- but I'd like to be counted in on this!

My friend, Sir John Roxton!

Accepted!

Your record as a hunter of big game will

add weight to your testimony - if we return!

Professor Challenger,

I'd like to go on this expedition!

Probably the brain of a child

- but the body of an athlete.

Accepted.

What is your name?

Edward E. Malone -

And your occupation?

I- I'm a-a-er-a reporter, sir.

London Record Journal.

Take me home

- I've had enough of this!

Eleven Enmore Park,

Kensington, West!

Professor Challenger, I've

got to go on this expedition!

The girl I'm engaged to won't

marry me until I've faced death or -

This man attacked me!

Do you give him in charge, sir?

No. I was to blame.

I intruded upon him.

Now, sir, can't we talk

this expedition over sanely?

Sir John Roxton

is a friend of mine-

Why didn't you mention

that before?

Sit down!

Austin!

Tell Miss White I wish

to see her at once!

Have you shown Malone - the diary?

Miss Paula White - daughter of poor Maple White -

the unfortunate explorer whose notebook you hold in your hands.

Miss White was her

father's trained assistant.

She will tell you

why she came to me.

I was in camp with jungle fever when my father

went up to explore that terrible plateau.

Carnivorous beast Allosaurus.

Evidently already almost externet

even lea for I saw few of they.

A Living Brontosaurus.

You mean that you actually saw living descendants of these monsters

that are supposed to have been dead for millions of years?

Yes, they were tremendous

in size and ferocity.

Our bearers were so terrified they deserted

carrying me back to the coast -

eaving my father marooned up there - with those beasts -

He would go

- in spite of what we had - seen.

My husband promised to raise

funds for a rescue party

- but instead of getting

people to help him,

he throws them out of houses and things!

Why, this is a great

human interest story -

And even if my paper was not convinced of

the scientific value of your statements -

it might finance a rescue party provided

that the exclusive publication rights-

If Sir John Roxton

will go with me -

I believe we can make my

managing editor see this thing!

I'm sure you know why I am going on

this rescue party, Paula - don't you?

RECORD:

EXPLORERS REACH LAS OUTPOST OF CIVILIZATION

Record-Journal Party Searching for Lost Scientist

to Make Way into Mystery World via Secret Rivers.

MAY NOT BE HEARD FROM

AGAIN FOR MONTHS

It's a Brazilian sloth

- they always walk head downward.

See the baby clinging to her?

Dear Mr. McArdle: It is three weeks since we sent back the canoes and tonight we

are camping at the base of the great plateau upon which Maple White was marooned.

Challenger has guided us to this spot,

and proven that the Plateau is a fact

- but we have no reason to believe that any monsters

are roaming about up there. In fact, I don't think

They're not cubs - but full grown

"spectacle bears" - great camp followers.

Paula says her father felled one of the trees on that pinnacle

so that it dropped across the chasm and made a bridge.

You can still see the

stump of the old tree.

In the morning we'll climb the pinnacle -

and drop the other tree over.

A Pterodactyl - proving definitely that the statements

in poor Maple White's diary are true!

A Brontosaurus

- feeding merely on leaves.

Perfectly harmless

- unless it happens to step on us.

Great guns!

We can't get back!

We're prisoners

- exactly like Maple White!

What are you thinking of, Paula

- in this lost world of ours?

I was thinking if my father were still alive

- he would have seen our fire - and come to us.

An Allosaurus - a meat-eater -

the most vicious pest of the ancient world.

Jocko will be mighty lonesome

down here without Miss Paula.

- he climbed that big rock this morning to get

to her - he can't bear that girl out of his sight!

I have an idea! After supper bring

all those hammocks into the tent!

Now that we've found these caves we

could live here the rest of our lives -

if we had some weapon capable

of making a dent in a dinosaur!

I am now inventing such a weapon.

When I release the tree it will

snap back with terrific force -

--hurling the rock

through the air-

We'll work all night and make enough

ladder to get you in the morning.

Fine! But how in thunder do you expect

to get it up to us?

Bring Miss Paula to call Jocko -

he'll climb anything to get to her!

There's only a small cave above this -

but your father must be

somewhere on the plateau -

it's impossible to get away!

Do you mean we are to be here -

always?

What difference does it make where we are,

Paula - so long as we are - together?

But your engagement to - Gladys?

Paula, dear, we're as cut off from the world and its

obligations and promises as if we were on the moon.

I'm going to ask Professor

Summerlee to marry us.

You know he used to be

a minister.

Go hunt up the professors

- I have something to - tell Paula -.

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