Drifting Out to Sea.

Paging Himself.

"Der Tag."

Hep! Hep! Hep!

"Hylan? William Speaking, Now Listen-"

The Ambulance.

"Boy, Page the Plunderbund."

Paddling Around.

Sir John of Bushwick Goes to Battle.

Marooned Again.

"Where Does That Leave Us?"

Fleeing the Storm.

Nearing the End.

"Now Go Out and Fight 'Em."

Time to See Where This Money is Going.

All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go.

"I'm Sorry Junior, but Owing to the Truckmen's Strike There is No Spinach."

"I'm Going to Investigate You."

Can Friendship Go Futher?

Trying to Put out the Light.