Another Forced Landing.

Wanted - Another Steed.

Not Out of His Basket!

In a Brooklyn Back Yard.

Gangster Methods Won't Solve Crimes.

What Unintimidated Witnesses Can Do.

So You Don't Think a Clean - Up was Necessary, Eh?

The Kings County Gestapo.

A Drive on the Rats.

A Blow - Up Coming.

Though I Speak with the Tongues of Men and of Angels, but Have Not Charity, I Have Become Sounding Brass or a Clanging Cymbal.

Another Trade Depression.

Another "Preferred List."

"Now Go Out and Fight 'Em."

Needed -- Another Barrier.

Trying to Think up Another Shenanigan.

Another "Wonderful Tin Box."

"Which Way Did He Go!"

The Last Desperate Snarl of the Tiger.

"How About Sayin' Let's Sift it Up to the Very Bottom?"