Kellogg's Pep, the super-delicious cereal, presents The Adventures of Superman. Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound. Look, up in the sky, it's a bird. It's a plane. It's Superman. Yes, it's Superman. And today, Dr. Bly and his assistants are reveling in the success of their plot against Lois Lane. When one of his confidence gang, a girl named Dixie Lamar, shot and killed a federal agent, Dr. Bly, the cunning leader of the gang, abducted Lois Lane, who was almost a perfect double for Dixie. Late that night, dressed in Dixie's clothes and in a half-drugged condition, Lois was arrested in a low cafe on the waterfront and identified as the murderess. In her apartment, the police found the murder weapon and a key to a safe deposit box registered in the name of Dixie Lamar and containing $60,000 in cash. All the evidence pointed to Lois. For days, her friends on the daily planet, aided by the famous Batman and Robin, turned heaven and earth to find some clue to save the girl reporter, but in vain. Now, as we continue, it is the day on which Lois Lane goes on trial for her life. Dr. Bly, his jitterbug assistant, Happy, and Dixie Lamar are waiting in a shabby tenement apartment. Listen. I'm just thinking. Happy! Turn that hopper thing. He's beating my eardrums off. Now, stop it. Oh, that counts a solid sender, Doc, and that's what I need now to soothe me knife, see? I'm jumping. He's jumping. I'm the one in the middle, and he's jumping. For the last time, Happy, turn off that yowling phonograph. Okay, okay. That's better. Now, what were you saying, Dixie? I wasn't saying. I was thinking. What if they don't send Lois Lane to the chair? Don't worry. They will. I wish I could be so sure. Great. Me too. If they smell wise, she's the wrong dilly. They'll ride the beam to Dixie here, and then where will I be? And you too, Doc. I tell you, there's nothing to worry about. They can't possibly prove Miss Lane isn't Dixie. You hope. I know. Yeah? Supposing something happens to upset the wagon. How many times must I tell you nothing can happen? Look, Doc. Supposing the law brings in somebody who knows it was you posing as Mr. Hemingway, the press agent, and tells how you got Miss Lane to play land and into the tunnel. Ah, how about that, Doc? Nobody knows about that except you two. And Happy's brother-in-law, Joe Hanson. Suppose the cops bring Joe in and sweat him, and he goes yellow and spills the works. That's impossible. Why is it? Because Joe is quite harmless at the moment. What do you mean, quite harmless? Yeah, give up, Doc. Fortunately, I arranged to have Joe watched. When I learned he'd made an appointment with Batman, Clark Kent, well, I managed to see Joe before they did. You rubbed him out, huh? If you wish to be that vulgar, yes. Phew. Boy. Now I feel better. Gee, I gotta hand it to you, Doc. You think of everything. Yeah, man. A doc's a real big-time operator. Oh, thank you. So you see, Miss Lane isn't a chance. She can't explain away the evidence we planted in her apartment. She can't produce Mr. Hemingway, whom she says framed her. Of course, there isn't any Mr. Hemingway. And you can't produce the only other person who knows the truth because that person, Joe Hanson, is dead. And she looks so much like me. Three of the witnesses who saw me shoot that federal cop swore she done it. Whee! It's in the bag. Happy, turn on that jive again and I'll cut a caper with you. Boy, I gotta celebrate. Okay, Doc. We'll show you some solid rhythm rocking. All right, all right. But only one dance. That jitterbug dancing is as bad as that so-called music. Sure, just one caper, Doc. Ha-ta! Dig that jive! Come on, Dixie, let's cut her up. Yeah, man. Let's get in that old groove. Lethally, the three conspirators make merry over the plight of Lois Lane, who at this moment in the criminal court is on trial for her life. Deathly pale, Lois is seated at a table with her lawyer, listening to witness after witness brand her as the girl who shot the federal agent in the lobby of the Burton Arms Hotel. In the first row of the tense, crowded courtroom, a few feet behind Lois, Sid Perry White, Clark Kent, and Jimmy Olsen. The seventh witness, the girl in charge of the cigar counter at the hotel, has just taken the oath and is stepping into the witness box. Kent, if this witness says Lois did it, I don't know what I'll do. Well, just don't lose your temper, Chief. The judge has already warned you. Thank you, Your Honor. At the cigar stand in the lobby of the Burton Arms Hotel. And how long have you worked there? Now, on the night of August 18th, last, were you on duty at the cigar counter as usual? Yes, sir. Tell us what you saw about 10 o'clock that evening. Yes, sir. I saw a girl get out of the elevator and walk across the lobby. She was wearing a red dress and a mink coat. And, well, she seemed in a big hurry. When she got almost in front of my stand, a man stopped her. I heard him say, Miss Dixie Lamar, I believe. Then, well, she quick opened her handbag, pulled out a gun, and shot him. Then, well, then she ran out of the locker room. Oh, Doc. Now, would you recognize this girl if you saw her again? And if she says it was Lois... Quiet, Chief. Well, Miss Dixie Lamar, do you see her? Yes, sir. There she is. No better shall I. Now you listen to me, Judge, and you, young woman... Chief, stop it. You'll only get thrown out. Sit down. You can't help Lois this way. Does the attorney for the defense wish to cross-examine the witness? No questions. Go the next witness. Who's this flatfoot? No, it's Sergeant Haley. I think he's going to testify about what he found in Lois' apartment. Oh, gosh, this is terrible. Do you swear to tell the truth another way to the truth, Dr. God? I do. Take the stand, please. Mr. Kent, this is awful. If he says... Take it easy, Jim. Take it easy. First, Sergeant, you went to the apartment of Miss Lois Lane? I did. Tell us what you found there. I found a gun, 32-caliber revolver, from which two shots have been fired. I show you this revolver marked Exhibit B, and I ask you if this is the gun you found. The defendant, Miss Lane, were found on this weapon, and that it has been proven that two bullets from this gun killed Federal Agent John Stone. Getting Miss Lane's apartment. Somebody put it there, of course, to frame Lois. No, she's being crucified and we can't help her. Golly. I found Miss Lane's apartment, Sergeant. Well, I found some telegrams addressed to Dixie Lamar from Ace Carlotti, the Chicago gangster who was shot last month. And I found a key to a safety deposit box in the South Street Bank, registered in the name of Dixie Lamar. There was $60,000 in cash in the box. Leaning forward tensely, the crowded courtroom hears witness after witness give testimony damaging to Lois Lane. Testimony which draws her closer and closer into the shadow of the electric chair. We'll return in a moment for the exciting climax of today's episode. But first, here again is our good friend. You know, our American Air Forces did some mighty brave and wonderful things during the war. And you'll want to remember those stories about our fighting men. Each one of those dramatic insignia represents an Air Force squadron you've read and heard a lot about. These buttons are so classy looking, too. You're mighty proud to wear them on your shirt or your jacket or cap. Take the insignia of the Marine Bombing Squadron 433, for instance. That's a fierce-looking dragon riding a bomb, aiming a machine gun and a torpedo at the target below. That dragon's mighty ferocious, and he's really spitting fire. 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The prosecuting attorney turns on her like a wild beast. May I ask who Lane... Listen to that nasty... Quiet, Chief. That's right, it must have been him. Quiet, Jim. And who is this Mr. Hemingway, and where is he, the press agent at Playland? Well... Why, that Mr. Larry Spencer is the press agent at Playland. Mr. Hemingway said that he was the press agent, and he got me to come there so that he could abduct me. I don't know where he is now. And neither does anyone else know, Miss Lane. Nobody ever heard of Mr. Hemingway. I did. Well, he said... That'll do, Jim. I suggest, Miss Lane, that this so-called Mr. Hemingway is a henchman of yours. That's not true. I suggest that you meant to make a getaway on the night you went to Playland, and that you deliberately arranged an alibi for yourself. That is... That you brought Jim Olsen and Dick Grayson with you, permitting them to see your henchman, Hemingway, so that they could swear, as they did, that you were abducted by a skeleton in the River of Horrors. But that's true. A skeleton did grab her. But unfortunately, before you could disappear with the $60,000 in your safe deposit box. So that's it. What, Mr. Ken? Well, if such was the case, Miss Lane, how does it happen that you did not even mention this great honor to anyone? Particularly Clark Kent when he read about us the next morning. Great, Scott. Come with me, Chief. You too, Jim. Where are you going, Kent? Outside. Come on. But Miss Lane is on the stand. Never mind that, Jim. This is important. Very important. It may mean Lois' life. Puzzled, Perry White and Jimmy Olsen follow Clark Kent from the courtroom as Lois tells her story to a sneering prosecutor and a clearly unbelieving jury. What is Kent thought of while Lois' life hangs in the balance? 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