Nancy by Olivia Jaimes for May 02, 1955
April 30, 1955
May 04, 1955
Transcript:
Oww- A bee stung me. I'll put on some of this gooey medicine. Now the flies are after the goo. Tea strainer. What was that noise, Nancy? Crash You shouldn't do such a good cleaning job. I thought the window was open when I threw that dog a bone.
In my memories of reading Nancy fifty years ago, Aunt Fritzi was usually leaning in from out of frame at that same angle; Bushmiller’s successors didn’t do that so much