A Blow - Up Coming.

Wanted - Another Steed.

Gangster Methods Won't Solve Crimes.

Another Forced Landing.

Another Trade Depression.

Not Out of His Basket!

In a Brooklyn Back Yard.

A Drive on the Rats.

The Kings County Gestapo.

What Unintimidated Witnesses Can Do.

So You Don't Think a Clean - Up was Necessary, Eh?

"Now Go Out and Fight 'Em."

"Which Way Did He Go!"

Trying to Think up Another Shenanigan.

Another "Wonderful Tin Box."

Another "Preferred List."

Needed -- Another Barrier.

Another Statue to be Cleaned.

Though I Speak with the Tongues of Men and of Angels, but Have Not Charity, I Have Become Sounding Brass or a Clanging Cymbal.

"How About Sayin' Let's Sift it Up to the Very Bottom?"