The Perfect Nazi.

Why Not?

The 1940 Troubadour.

"This is the Final Crown to My Life of Public Service."

"I Guess I'll be Militant."

The Harvest is Ripe.

"I Suppose You Call That 'Government Propaganda!'"

Time for Spring Pruning.

Complete Surrender.

Judicial Temporament.

The Town Crier.

"Bah!"

The Old Boy Means Business this Time.

Get that Broom to Work.

"Take it Easy Buddy, Until You Learn."

Phew!

The Racketeer of the Milk Bottle.

Time to See Where This Money is Going.

See, the Conquering Hero Comes!

"One Doesn't Have to be a Radical to Subscribe to That."