Horace Morton's Weather Predictions - Pt 06

Presenting the transcription feature, Superman! It's a plane! It's Superman! And now, Superman, valiant fighter for truth and justice, mighty champion of the week and the oppressed, who came to earth from the planet Krypton, and who walks about among men disguised as mild Clark Kent, news reporter for the Daily Planet.

Floats of music mountains softened by heavy rains have advanced on the town of New Birmingham, And particularly on that part surrounding the plant where precious radium is refined from the ores of black pitch blend.

While Lois Lane helps frantic women pack up their belongings and get children safely on buses, Kent has found the truckloads of pitch blend ore, where thousands of dollars are being moved from the refinery that night.

And at the mysterious group which works through Dr. Horace Morton, plans to bring on a violent storm that will make it plundering easy. easy. Not knowing how or where they planned to strike. Not being able to tell Lois how much he knows can't work on assisting the desperately hurrying families.

Not much time to go. He knows the record planned to strike at 10 o'clock. So far Lois refuses to believe him. Listen. Oh, I don't know what to do. Please give me a something. Now, Mrs. McNair, everything's alright. Your husband's gone ahead with the friend. She'll kill her, Miss Lane. I can't leave the children. They'll be alright.

They're on the bus, aren't they? Well, they're on the bus, but I don't know. I don't know. Since that does funding, Mrs. McNamara. Lois, remember what I said. Is the storm coming up? Don't bother me about that now.

Go ahead, Mrs. McNamara. You get on that bus, too. It's the last one. Go on, Mr. Lane. It's a blessed angel you feel. Help us like this. You come to her. No, I'll be all right.