He looks like Bobby Hill in pirate drag.
He looks like he’s going to walk into the drink.
In the tradition of henchmen with the word “henchman” on their chest and bombs with the word “bomb” written on them, there’s a chest back there with the word “looters” on it. Well, the “L” is blocked; it could be an “H” and it’s simply a big ol’ box of chicken wings. They ARE ready to party!
I used to see Treasure Chest in my Catholic school days, several “Sister’s favorite’ kids had subscriptions. As a young comics fan, I found them unreadable. They were essentially the Church’s response to the Wertham diatribe; filled with propaganda and wholesome, perfect-beyond-words young heroes. Several times, I had superhero comics confiscated by zealous nuns who would replace my Fantastic Four or Batman with an issue of TC, after whacking me in the head with the ‘hideous’ comic. There is probably a vault in the Vatican with stacks of Silver Age goodies plundered from kids in this way. Next to the vault, I’m sure there’s a lab where they’re trying to make that Avengers #2 I had rolled and shoved into my back pocket lay flat and appear to be in mint condition. I’m sure Sister Mary Denise sent it to Rome the same evening she grabbed it from me.
Does anyone know if they were sold anywhere outside the Catholic school system?
That scabbard on the cover sure is…uh…suggestive.
If anyone cares and didn’t already know (like me until 2 minutes ago) the lad’s name is Frumson Wooters. http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Comicbook/TreasureChest
Hm, Frumson Wooters vs. Herbie Popnecker…
For those curious, all issues of Treasure Chest are available on-line, and assuming they’ve been indexed correctly the Champ stories are here.
I’ve picked up a few tattered “Treasure Chest” comics out of quarter bins over the years. They are consistently awful and I absolutely love them. But I also have a deep affection for the fire and brimstone of Jack Chick tracts, so…
It’s obvious that Rick Altergott of DOOFUS fame has a time machine and went back to supply that cover.
Paul – I was getting a Steve Rude vibe off that back cover, myself!
Frumson Wooters, eh? Well, that explains the “OOTERS” on the chest then. Dang! So much for a chest full of wings from Hooters, I suppose.
As for whether TREASURE CHEST was sold outside of Catholic schools: When I was young, in a small town in Georgia, there was a drug store that carried it. However, it was the only place where I ever saw it, so I suspect that the store’s owner was a Catholic, and he was getting them from the local church.
I bought one issue. It was probably the only comic I ever had in my youth that I could not finish reading. Incredibly dull stuff.
Reminds me of Mark Buckingham.
Having checked the GCBD, I find that the issue of TREASURE CHEST that I was bought was in fact the last one published. Perhaps an unbeliever buying a copy put a curse on the enterprise.