Happy 70th, Charlie Brown!

Mark Trail is dealing sternly with a boatload of evil poachers.

Tough private detective The Saint spurns the seductive efforts
of a bottle blonde: "The answer, sweetheart, is NO!  I'm sorry,
but I think you're something that only the police can deal with."

Slats, of "Abbie an' Slats," teaches the kids of Crabtree Corners
how to kick a football: "Don't try to boot it with the toe, kids.
Catch it on the instep."

Joe Palooka is helping a friend who has been forced into a confession.

In "Steve Canyon," Cheetah finds herself in an airplane about to
run out of gas: "What eef no peoples shoot us down, an' we seenk
into sea as petrol geeves out?"

And...Shermy and Patty sit curbside, marking the approach of a
new kid on the comic block: "Well!  Here comes ol' Charlie Brown!
Good ol' Charlie Brown...Yes, Sir!  Good Ol' Charlie Brown....
How I hate him!"

October 2, 1950.

[Good Grief: The Story of Charles M. Schulz, by Rheta Grimsley Johnson]