Menace to the Silver Clipper

Presenting Superman! From the sky! Look! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's Superman! Now, Superman! Events on the main line of the West Coast Road are rapidly reaching a climate. Feeding west, a silver clipper pours up the slope of the Rockies' heading for San Joaquin past.

Disasters, sudden and unseen, lies waiting for it in schooner Canyon Lake. While Superman wings his way through space, searching desperately for the nearest mountain town, he finds it, drops down from the sky, and enters the office of the local chief of police and his character of Harken, reporter. Listen.

And you talk good, I'll say that before you can't. Well, if you don't believe me, telephone my paper and ask for verification. Or call the Division II, Lieutenant of the West Coast Railroad, at Denver.

The silver clipper of the West Coast train. It is now, but it won't be long. I tell you if something isn't done in a hurry. Okay, but how are you going to prove it? Suppose I get up there to the San Joaquin and pull in a couple of guys, well, how am I going to prove anything?

Well, I'll attend to that. You know the Circle Y Ranch? Sure. What about it? A couple of injured train men crawled in there a while ago. They were on that missing locomotive and tender. They were, huh? Well, you don't mean it.

I certainly do mean it. If you get those two men I told you about, the one who calls himself the Wolf and his henchman, Keno, The mystery is solved. We say you begin to make sense, young fella.

I'll tell you what's your plan. Get a fast car and head for the crossing at San Joaquin. Yeah. You know the old schooner Canyon Junction? Well, I reckon I can find it, even in my dirt.