Dr. Dahlgren's Atomic Beam Machine

Presenting Superman! The mistery! Look! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's Superman! And now, Superman! Amazing figure from another world with powers and abilities never before realized by mortal men. When we last saw Superman, in his disguise as young Clark Kent, reporter for the Daily Planet, he and his editor, Perry White, had just received a warning telephone message from a mysterious voice,

which identified itself as the yellow mask. In exactly 24 hours, said the mask, the daily planet would be blown to a thousand fragments. Horrastricken, canton his chief stared at each other in the humming office.

Then pandemonium, sirens wailed in the streets. Police searched the building for bombs. Today, as our story opens, we find ourselves far from the doomed offices of the daily planet. Dr. Sven Dahlgren shows an unexpected visitor about his laboratory, explaining its wonders, also explaining his latest invention.

Listen. Please, please do not touch that window frame. So, it is not clean, perhaps. It looks clean. Oh, he is quite clean, but it is wired. It carries a powerful electric charge. Most interesting. Are you also experimenting in electricity, Dr. Dalgren?

You have come to see my latest discovery. Have you not professed Bishminton? Indeed. And so have others. You're not the first. Others would not only like to see it, but gain possession of it. No, I cannot believe it.

Oh, it's quite true I assure you. For weeks past ever since word got out of what I was doing, I've... I've been annoyed, even threatened. Threatened, Dr. Delbrin? By whom? I don't know. Queer voices over the telephone, mysterious visitors in the dead of night.

Yes, that is why I had the laboratory wired. But what do they want? They want my invention. They realize that whoever owns it controls a practically unlimited power. Unlimited power? That actually, certainly Professor Schmidt, unlimited power for destruction, which is why I'm determined to keep the discovery a closely guarded secret.