Translation

 I knew it! I KNEW I had at least one friend who would go to the trouble of decoding yesterday's post! Simon Orton, we all already knew you were the coolest, but this just proves it! Thank you for confirming my faith in humanity! I just hope it was a nice distraction from all the hassle caused by Memory League competitions - and by the way, all the rest of you blog-readers out there should tune in to the Pan American Open this weekend! I'm at a puppet rehearsal myself, which goes to show what kind of memory man I am these days, but I HAVE been playing Memory League every day for the last couple of weeks, and I'm slowly getting back into the groove, in time for league season 21!

Anyway, for those who were less dedicated to figuring out what I was saying yesterday, it was this:

I'm sorry I haven't blogged for a while, but to make up for it, here's an important message in Junior Justice Society code, which appeared in DC comics in the early nineteen forties. It was used to convey messages to society members about not walking in puddles or collecting scrap metal. Anybody who has bothered to translate this message is very cool. You win a prize. The prize is me telling you how cool I think you are. Buy war stamps!

Once again, Simon, you're the coolest.

This is why the Junior Justice Society of America was so great - it's a shame the secret messages that appeared in the comics were just brief war-propaganda messages, repeated many times over in different codes, but I'm sure many kids of the time did have fun with these secret code wheels - definitely harder to crack than the Superman club's codes if you don't know Greek letters.

The one in this picture is set to Spectre code - readers of More Fun Comics #89 could eagerly read this thrilling message from the ghostly hero: