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Le Zombie, v. 4, issue 10, whole no. 45, January 1942

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4A
COPPER TAKES A BORIDE
By Al Ashley
About Amyl from the town of Oleo lived Ethyl, liquid-eyed Ethyl, the Putyl school-teacher. Long Ben, lone Copper of the little village, had come to call on Ethyl, and was standing beside the Xylylene preparing to sing to her accompaniment.
"Oh, we must find your Ketone," announced Ethyl, striking first one note and then another.
"Acetone!" Ben suddenly cried, and soon broke unto the strains of Carbide With Me.
Just then a bell somewhere in the house set up a terrible clamor. 
"It Sulfone," announced Ethyl. jumping up to answer it. Presently she returned to his side. "There's trouble up at the bank, Long Ben, and they want you!" she Cyanide.
Long Ben grumbled as he reached for his cap. These interruptions made him Furyl. "Another Nitride for me!" he muttered darkly.
As she stood on the steps and watched her stalwart Copper hurry towards town, Ethyl pressed her hand to her breast and felt her heart Palmitate with emotion.
Meanwhile, entering the bank, Long Ben turned on the lights to Aluminate a scene of---MURDER! The banker lay sprawled on the Linoleate, his Silicane still clutched in his fingers. Signs of struggle evrywhere.
Ben contemplated his problem. Absently he bent over and scratched a match for his ciggie on the Oxide soles of the dead man(s shoes. It couldn't be Silicide. Signs of struggle were all too obvious. Had the banker caught some robber in an attempt to Steel Ammonia from the safe?
Suddently, Benzene a bright object Glycerine the corner of the room. Avidly he pounced upon it. It was a Rubidium stickpin and Ben's eyes shone with a gleam of recognition. Closing the door, he headed for the nearby highway to the inquitous dive operated by an ex-Germanium officer, Mercaptan (the stinker) Hafnuim.
Flinging the door wide agape, Ben stood, DeLameter in hand, facing the man he sought. "I want you, Hafnium," he cried, "for the murder of the banker!"
The Mercaptan's face assumed a Germanium hue. "You can't Antimonate me, you corroded Copper!" he shouted in craven fashion.
Mutely, Ben held up the stickpin. He caught the quickly arrested motion of Hafnium's hand towards is tic. Long Ben decided to bluff.
"When you Arsine leaving the place for the crime there is little left to say," proclaimed Long Ben.
"Halide, I haven't been near the bank!" snarled the cornered man.
"Stannous still!" Ben cried, as the other reached for his gun.
Then Ben's own gun was flaming!, Piperine the murderer with Lead. As as culprit slumped to the floor, Ben murmured, "It Phosphate-----".
Half the town of Oleo had gathered outside the door and windows, watching the drama. Among them was the Mayor. Unable to resist the opportunity to Aurate, he proceeded to laud Ben, their Borite Copper.
"When men like Ben Phosphorus who can stand against us?" he cried. He turned to the hero. "Urate a Metal" he proclaimed in a Brassy voice. (over)

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4A COPPER TAKES A BORIDE By Al Ashley About Amyl from the town of Oleo lived Ethyl, liquid-eyed Ethyl, the Putyl school-teacher. Long Ben, lone Copper of the little village, had come to call on Ethyl, and was standing beside the Xylylene preparing to sing to her accompaniment. "Oh, we must find your Ketone," announced Ethyl, striking first one note and then another. "Acetone!" Ben suddenly cried, and soon broke unto the strains of Carbide With Me. Just then a bell somewhere in the house set up a terrible clamor. "It Sulfone," announced Ethyl. jumping up to answer it. Presently she returned to his side. "There's trouble up at the bank, Long Ben, and they want you!" she Cyanide. Long Ben grumbled as he reached for his cap. These interruptions made him Furyl. "Another Nitride for me!" he muttered darkly. As she stood on the steps and watched her stalwart Copper hurry towards town, Ethyl pressed her hand to her breast and felt her heart Palmitate with emotion. Meanwhile, entering the bank, Long Ben turned on the lights to Aluminate a scene of---MURDER! The banker lay sprawled on the Linoleate, his Silicane still clutched in his fingers. Signs of struggle evrywhere. Ben contemplated his problem. Absently he bent over and scratched a match for his ciggie on the Oxide soles of the dead man(s shoes. It couldn't be Silicide. Signs of struggle were all too obvious. Had the banker caught some robber in an attempt to Steel Ammonia from the safe? Suddently, Benzene a bright object Glycerine the corner of the room. Avidly he pounced upon it. It was a Rubidium stickpin and Ben's eyes shone with a gleam of recognition. Closing the door, he headed for the nearby highway to the inquitous dive operated by an ex-Germanium officer, Mercaptan (the stinker) Hafnuim. Flinging the door wide agape, Ben stood, DeLameter in hand, facing the man he sought. "I want you, Hafnium," he cried, "for the murder of the banker!" The Mercaptan's face assumed a Germanium hue. "You can't Antimonate me, you corroded Copper!" he shouted in craven fashion. Mutely, Ben held up the stickpin. He caught the quickly arrested motion of Hafnium's hand towards is tic. Long Ben decided to bluff. "When you Arsine leaving the place for the crime there is little left to say," proclaimed Long Ben. "Halide, I haven't been near the bank!" snarled the cornered man. "Stannous still!" Ben cried, as the other reached for his gun. Then Ben's own gun was flaming!, Piperine the murderer with Lead. As as culprit slumped to the floor, Ben murmured, "It Phosphate-----". Half the town of Oleo had gathered outside the door and windows, watching the drama. Among them was the Mayor. Unable to resist the opportunity to Aurate, he proceeded to laud Ben, their Borite Copper. "When men like Ben Phosphorus who can stand against us?" he cried. He turned to the hero. "Urate a Metal" he proclaimed in a Brassy voice. (over)