Atlas Comics

I have here a strange invention, a mirror that will let you see how anyone will look at anytime in the future.

The year is 1693, the month is June, and the day is the fifteenth. Come and watch with me.

I have come out of the dim past to bargain for those hands . . . and take them back with me . . . they are too beautiful for this age.

I can be the biggest! I can rob, murder . . . do anything! Then all I have to do is jump on my bike an’ presto, I’m 40 years in the future.

“I wonder what killed it?” Hafton wondered curiously, cutting swiftly through the thick masses of mastodon meat.

You’ve got to stop the bus . . . turn around or we’ll all soon be dead of old age!

We received a note telling us that unless we paid the sum of three million dollars this great city would be taken back to prehistoric days.

But I’ll restore mankind somehow! I’ll find a way! I swear it!

I turned on the futurescope and saw her kissing Edmund, a man I work with!

Somewhere in the future, a postal error had been made and a package destined for a yet as unborn grandson had been lost in time and delivered to this house!

The brain can foretell events for approximately 24 hours in the future!

It looks like there was something about that swim in the river that threw me back ten years!

Messenger, you’re just in time! Recieved a priority order from the top . . . scrounge up a gallow of yellow paint with black stripes.

It’s incredible! How in the world could all those people disappear in mid-ocean?

I don’t want some other girl! I want Nancy! If only I could stop time!

I’ll marry you, Everest! But first may I go on a short time-vacation?

If I could just go back to my youth, start over! I wouldn’t make the same mistakes I made then!

Change the past! Why haven’t I thought of this before? It can be done!

I am a scanner, a man whose job it is to scan the past, to find any small occurrence which might change the future world!

Research has to be along practical lines! The trustees demand it!

Tad was certain that if he mixed ammonia with a chemical he had brewed called Dyproxylin, then heated this mixture in a flask to boiling, chilled it suddenly, you could, by breathing the fumes, project yourself forward in time.

I saw this move somewhere . . . If I could just remember!

Here is a chart of the fifty outstanding brians in our country! You will notice that thirty-two have disappeared to date!

If I could live the past thrity years over I’d not make the same mistakes!

No . . . it’s all an illusion! I’ve been working too hard!

It’s just like this picture . . . of a time machine!

We were in suspended animation for two hundred years!

Step right up, folks! See the wonder of the century!

You mean to tell me that the waters of Chi-Na-Nichi actually makes people twenty years younger!

I felt so strange . . . as if I were not alone! As if I were not myself!

I forgot! Sounds could be etched on this rock by voices in its vicinity over the ages, since it was first formed!

It was Ned who fell under the hypnotic trance . . . and Ned who responded to the commands of Jiminez!

Your work, this house, everything must be destroyed!

Peculiar things go on ’round that old mansion!

So it wasn’t too surprising that Harry just happened to be passing by the new building going up when a small bag of cement fell from the second story scaffolding.

But what if those pills really work? I’d be out of prison . . . free, back twenty years!

When Ernst materialized again, he found himself in familiar surroundings! He realized it was his own town, but there was something different . . .

You haven’t a prison record yet. But you will have . . . unless you let us help you!

The eye says I won’t get caught . . . and it is never wrong!

See this pill? I got it from a chemist-pal of mine who’s working on suspended animation!

There is no money . . . just the house. As the last of the Jaremys, it’s your duty.

Say, that’s the Tuesday Review program! And today is Monday! How could that be?

Keep your voice down, Harrison! You might wake Martin, and that would be dangerous! It would alter the past!

After I repaired it, I tested the our hand by pushing it backward all the way around . . . and today became yesterday!

Professor Mark Hanson has tus far been unable to get a single person to use his remarkable discovery for recovering the past!

They can not hang me now, Annette! I have all the time in the world to escape from this island!

I just left Novitch this morning! How could he have been arrested, tried, convicted and sentenced, all in one day?

What a mad idea . . . thinking I could bring people from the past with this machine!

Yes sir! It’s a story about time travel . . . time travel and haunted houses!

Three times I have come to give warnings—to help you, and I have been treated with scorn and ridicule!

That ship is an X-671, like mine!

Now, the elements that sustain the life of the redwoods, will act upon me!

Gentlemen, our scientists don’t know why that creature is on our planet. But they do know if he were ever free of that glacier—he could meance our entire world!

The fool . . . Little does he realize I’m building the instrument for my escape!

You mustn’t touch the clock! It’s enchanted! It will put you under a spell!

And in front of them was an old man. He had a white beard hat almost reached the floor. And he was dressed in a white gown.

You want me to tell you your future, I presume.

I’ve won, you fools!! Ha, ha . . . I’ve won!!