Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to leap tall buildings at a single bound. Look, up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane. It's Superman. Come on, Pep. P-E-P, Pep. The Lord's Pep, the sunshine cereal, presents... The Adventures of Superman. ...how Jimmy Olsen was condemned to die on the planet Utopia and reveals how he learned the details of the young reporter's predicament. Hello there, gang. This is your pal Dan McCullough. You know, for a hobby that's just as much fun as taking snapshots of your friends, I nominate collecting those nifty comic buttons in the new series from Packages of Kellogg's Pep because every one of those buttons has a picture of one of your comic strip friends, characters that you've known and liked for a long, long time, 18 of them in all, like Brenda Starr and Cindy and Spud and the little moose, uh, Beezy and Goofy and Superman, of course, and they're done up in full bright colors, too, so that they show up like anything when you pin them on your jacket or your dresser cap. Boy, is it fun collecting these pet comic buttons. And there's that exciting moment every time that Mom opens a new package of pet to see which button's inside. And if it happens to be a duplicate, well, that's even more fun because then you can trade with your pals. So hop to it, gang. Get busy on your collection. Ask Mom to get you a package or two of Kellogg's Pep. Now, you don't send in any money, not even a box stop. And you can't buy these comic buttons. You just look for one inside your package of pep. That's Kellogg's Pep, you know. The sunshine cereal loaded with sunny, golden, toasted flavor. These crisp, fresh whole wheat flakes sure do hit the spot for breakfast and in between snacks. So ask Mom to get you some P-E-P. The sunshine cereal, Kellogg's Pep. And now, the adventures of Superman. Assigned by editor Perry White to write a feature story on Superman's most unusual adventure, Clark Kent gave it much thought. Then he selected an experience that began one day when Jimmy Olsen was taken to the planet Utopia by Anthar and Poco, two utopians who wanted to convince the young reporter that their people planned to invade and conquer Earth. Now, Kent continues with his story. Immediately upon arrival on Utopia, Jimmy and Anthar were thrown into jail by order of the vicious regent to await trial and a predetermined death sentence. But Poco, the fat little rhymester, managed to talk with Jimmy and learn from him that editor White might be able to contact me, that is, Superman. So Poco, taking his life in his hands, set out on an attempt to reach Perry White. Meanwhile, Jimmy and Anthar were brought from their cells to an ante-room of Utopia's huge Senate chamber, where they waited for the senators to assemble for their hearing. Do you think we have a chance for a fair trial? I fear not, friend James. Why? Because of the hundred senators who will sit in judgment upon us. All but a scant few are Zaram's men, personally chosen by him to do his bidding. Well, how come? Don't you have elections up here in Utopia? We always did before Zaram seized control of the government. And now Zaram, and he alone, says who shall and who shall not hold office. I know his kind. There are still a few of them left on Earth, too. But when our United Nations really gets swing, there won't be any more like that at all. That is as it should be. Amen. That doesn't solve our problem right now. Indeed it does not. I feel now that nothing can save us from Zaram's wrath. Unless Poco manages to go through with what he told me last night. What? You saw Poco last night? Uh-huh. Somehow or other, he managed to get to the window of my cell. Tell me, tell me, what did he say? Well, he said he was convinced that only Superman could get us out of this mess. And he asked me how to locate him. Yes, yes. I couldn't tell him any more than I told you. That is that I don't know. Except that maybe if he could manage to contact Mr. Kent or Mr. White, maybe they could help. So he said he... That he would attempt another trip to Earth? That's right. That is just what I feared he might do. What do you mean you fear? That's our only chance. Yes, but poor Poco knows little of interplanetary navigation. Without help, he may be lost in space. Oh, no. Poor Poco. It was his lot in life to play the fool. And as a fool, he will die. And so it was in a spirit of dejection and utter hopelessness that, a few minutes later, Jimmy and Amthar were ushered by armed guards into the Senate chamber, where, on a high throne planted on a dais overlooking 100 white-robed senators, sat Saram, beak-nosed, fierce-eyed regent of Utopia. That ugly puss. Mr. James, be quiet. Gentlemen of the Senate, we meet today on an unhappy occasion to learn that Amthar, one who trusted, respect of his fellows. What kind of a trial is this? Is there an asking or telling? I warned you not to expect a fair trial. What care of Amthar, the man our people trusted, that our planet is doomed to be shattered in space within a few weeks? Our people are thus doomed to death. No! For himself! For by acting as a traitor to Utopia, he was promised his same Amthar a base traitor, spirit or the spy, James Olsen. Is he kidding? It is our duty to listen to Amthar, even though we know before... The pronouncement of his and Amthar's doom by the cruel regent Saram made him feel certain at that time that all was lost, that now not even Superman could save him. But he reckoned without the courageous and loyal Poco. In a moment, we'll return for more of Clark Kent's story. So keep listening. Say, talk about double talk, gang. Did you ever listen in while some of the fellows and girls are swapping duplicate comic buttons from that new series that now come in packages of Kellogg's Pep? I guess those conversations would... Well, it'd sound mighty funny to anybody who didn't know about those swell Pep comic buttons. Like, uh, one fellow says, Hey, it trades you Goofy for Pat Patton. And another comes in and says, I'll take that, and I have two supermen. Who wants to swap? And then another will say, uh, What do you offer for, uh, Judy or Corky? Well, that sort of double talk sure means a lot to you, to you fellows and girls who are collecting those exciting Pep comic buttons because you're all mighty anxious to collect all 18 buttons in the series. And they're so easy to get to. You don't have to send in a single penny, not even a box stop. Fact is, you can't buy them anywhere. But every time Mom opens a new package of Kellogg's Pep, there's your comic button inside, your exclusive prize. And Pep's on the exclusive side when it comes to good eating, too, believe me. You can't fight another dish with that sunny, golden, toasted flavor. So delicious, you'll want to keep right on eating. Talk about teasing your morning appetite, why Pep makes you want to eat hearty. So remember, gang, ask Mom to get you lots of P-E-P. The Sunshine Cereal, Kellogg's Pep. Now, back to Clark Kent's thrilling story. As Jimmy Olsen and Amzar heard their doom pronounced by Zerong, I was sleeplessly pacing the floor in my apartment when I was suddenly startled to attention by the ringing of my phone. Hello, Clark Kent speaking. Oh, Kent. No, I haven't been asleep. Matter of fact, I've been out all night hunting for Jim Olsen. Yeah, I didn't get much sleep myself worrying about it. About Jim? Well, no. Oh, well, turn the story over to someone else, will you, Burroughs? I'm giving all my time to looking for Jim. Oh, sure, I know, but this is very strange, Kent and it's straight. What? Yeah, I said it sounded something. Well, I'll be... Listen, Burroughs, was there anyone in it? That's the other crazy... There was? Yes, Peter says he was dressed in shorts and sand on his wrists and ankles. You? For me? Yes, Peter swears... Never mind, listen. Where is he now? The little fat man? At St. John's Hospital. Hospital? Sure, I told you he passed out of the picture when the boy crashed. Great Scott, is he... How badly is he hurt, do you know? No, I don't, but my guess is there wouldn't be much left of any... Well, cross your fingers and hope he isn't done for, Burroughs, because if he is, I'm afraid we'll never see Jimmy again. Hoping against hope that the little man might yet be alive to tell me something about Jimmy, I stripped off my street clothes and, as Superman, rocketed out of my window towards St. John's Hospital. Tomorrow, gang, Clark Kent reveals the condition in which he found Poco and what the little rhymester was able to tell him. And from there on begins the most exciting part of Superman's most unusual adventure, the mystery of the lost planet. So don't miss a minute of it. Be sure to tune in again tomorrow, same time, same station. And remember, for breakfast, it's Kellogg's Pep. For excitement, the adventures of Superman. Superman is a copyrighted feature appearing in Superman DC comic magazines and is brought to you Monday through Friday at this same time by Kellogg's Pep, the sunshine cereal. Say, gang, here's an easy question. What's the snap, crackle, and pop cereal? Why, Kellogg's Rice Krispies, of course. The only cereal so crisp it goes snap, crackle, and pop in milk. Whenever you see those famous little elves snap, crackle, and pop in the cartoons or on the Rice Krispies package, you think of how crisp those golden bubbles of oven pop rice can be. And when you hear their song of crispiness in your cereal bowl, you know that you're in for some good eating. Yes, sir, it's the one and only snap, crackle, and pop cereal, Kellogg's Rice Krispies. And be sure to be with us tomorrow for the thrilling adventures of Superman. This is the Mutual Broadcasting System.