JUNGLE LIL #1 (April 1950) and FEATURE STORIES MAGAZINE #3 (August 1950), Fox Features Syndicate
You can read this comic here!comicbookplus.com/?dlid=37020Jungle Lil had a big break, receiving her own series, but she was replaced as of issue 2 by DOROTHY LAMOUR JUNGLE PRINCESS, who we’ve previously sampled here.
Jungle Lil debuts in “Betrayer of the Kombe Dead!!” Kramer and Inez, who are searching for diamonds in Africa based on Professor Sault’s note, provide the exposition needed to summarize Jungle Lil’s origin, and it’s a familiar one: Sault, his wife, and daughter went down in a plane crash in Africa, never to be heard from again. We pick up the rest of the story from Lil herself, discussing with Chief Korfu’s son, Prince Robi, how the orphaned Lil was adopted and raised by the chief, over the objections of the witch doctor Jocu, despite the legend that “the child goddess shall come in fire from the heavens”. Her only legacy, besides the wreckage of the plane she arrived in, is a baby photo identifying her as “Jungle Lil” and a locket with her parent’s pictures:
Kramer and Inez recognize Lil, and, with a photo of her father, try to connive their way into the diamond-filled burial ground, but only Jungle Lil and the chief are allowed there. They drug Lil, and Inez dyes her blonde hair red, conspiring with Jocu to get her access the tombs, disguised as the goddess Lil.
The young Prince Robi is suspicious when he spies the disguised Inez fighting with Jungle Lil’s parrot, Tuila, and he discovers the perfidious deception, but is capture by the thieves’ native crew.
Lil, meanwhile, is bound and attacked by a lion, which she easily dispatches once her bonds break.
Korfu sends men after the supposedly treacherous “Lil”, to witch doctor Jocu’s delight. She’s captured, and her argument that hair can be dyed is doubted. Inez, meanwhile, has washed out the dye, and claims innocence when all of them are brought before the chief. Tuila flies in, and through the traditional ability of jungle heroes and heroines to talk to animals, Lil learns from the bird that Prince Robi is held captive, leading (awkwardly) to a standoff:
Tuila saves the day by attacking Kramer before he can shoot, Korfu spears the witch doctor, who plunges into crocodile-infested waters, and the villains are sent to face white man’s justice. Lil forgives the tribe for distrusting her, and peace returns to the kraal.
Pretty standard stuff, and Jungle Lil is generic, with the modest twist being that she lives
with the tribe as an adopted native, albeit with the usual “goddess” stature.
Bwaäni headlines the backup story that follows, “The Slaves of the Idol Thieves’ Caravan!” This one features the art of Joe Orlando.
Bwaäni is the son of his people’s chief, and he’s evidently a lazy kid, brushing off his peers to go fishing with “the white man’s stick” instead of the traditional spear-fishing. Chief Kayota disparages his son, but mom Mashumba points out that as heir to the chief, it’s best the lad stick to safer activities.
Little do they realize Bwaäni is without guards at the river, other than his pet chimp, Cheeta (seriously, Fox?). Bwaäni hears a bird cry that—somehow—indicates a white person in the jungle (no, Bwaäni doesn’t seem to talk to animals, these birds just apparently squawk a special way at the sight of a Caucasian).
This particular Caucasian is the wicked Mistress Solta, who is bribing some of an unnamed tribe to steal the jeweled idol of the Azende tribe. Her plot goes a little deeper though: she intends for Tinoko, a member of Bwaäni’s Mbena tribe, to be seen, starting a tribal war between the Mbena and Azende. When that happens, she’s planning to run off with the thieves.
Tinoko makes the grab, and the Azende do spot him, but he eludes them. On his way back with the loot, Tinoko is attacked by a panther, but he is saved by his fellow tribesman, Bwaäni.
Back at the kraal, Soltra is threatening the returning Tinoko, and Bwaäni intervenes again, but cannot stop Soltra from finishing off the thief with her “boomstick”. Bwaäni is taken for a slave as Soltra and her native collaborators get ready to head out. Later, though, Bwaäni escapes (thanks to Cheeta), rescues an elephant, and leads it and its herd in a stampede against Soltra. He captures the villains, returns the idol, resolving the dispute. He leaves the thieves bound at the temple, and returns home, his parents not suspecting their “lazy” son of having been the hero of the day.
This one was a little confusing, since there are three tribes involved, and the villainous tribe is described only with this: “Many miles away, close to the kraal of the Azende, terrible enemies of the Mbena tribe are gathering!” I initially read this as implying that this tribe
was the Mbena, and that they were terrible enemies of the
Azende. But no, this was a tribe of enemies
to the Mbena, setting up a war between their enemies the Mbena and this other tribe, the Azende. On that first read, it seemed as if Soltra was planning to flee with Horab, who was betraying his own tribe, rather than with the entirety of Horab’s thieving tribe. That unintentionally suggested an interracial romance, which I thought was pretty daring stuff, but no, it’s just sloppy scripting.
Joe Orlando’s art here is a little more refined than some of the other stuff credited to him we’ve seen before in Fox jungle comics.
I do respect the basic premise here: with the supposed slacker prince secretly a highly capable jungle adventurer, and that it was the native boy who was the hero, not another abandoned white kid.
“Jungle Oil” is the two-page text story. This is an Amazon jungle story, for a change, with Texas oil man Frank Martins down on his luck and taking a job in Brazil looking for oil. He and his guide face a hostile tribe of Bastonia Indians, whose aggressive actions inadvertently reveal that the oil the tribe were trying to hide had its source on state property, giving Martins profitable news to bring back to his bosses.
This one was a chore to read, with little pay-off.
“The Ghosts of the Bandza Kraal!” brings Jungle Lil back for a second adventure, with art attributed to Vern Henkel.
Lil saves the life of a native who tells how his village attacked “a huge shadow bird with wings that circled round over its back”—a helicopter. The chopper crashes and burns down their village, and the previously peaceful Bandza tribe attacked the helpless victims, taking them captive. Seems the Bandza are operating on the instructions of the ghost of their Chief Koola, who appears to them amidst flame:
It’s all a hoax by the white men with the choppers, who are taking slaves to mine “nutranite”, the world’s rarest mineral. Lil uncovers the deception, bringing peace between the tribes as the villains’ attempt to flee leads to them both dying as they fall from the whirlybird:
JUNGLE LIL was forgettable, familiar stuff, but not particularly
bad stuff. The art was too crude to provide the kind of sex appeal that certainly fueled sales for many a jungle queen, and the characters were the usual ones: good chief, evil witch doctor, noble prince, and easily-duped rival tribesmen. Writers who didn’t know anything about genuine African civilizations, social structures, civic responsibilities, religions, and comprehension of the larger world would continue to assemble the tropes and come up with repetitive fare like this.
Lil cropped up a few months later with a story in FEATURE STORIES #3, which, despite the numbering, appears to be one in a long line of one-shot comics with various titles, themes, and numbering.
You can read this comic here!FEATURE STORIES MAGAZINE #3 is subtitled “Jungle Thrills”. The cover, by an unidentified artist, is rather crude, but I admit I like the outdated feel of the logo, with its mixture of three different letter forms and desperate use of speed lines.
FSM #3 seems to aggregate some leftovers from cancelled jungle comics. There are two Jungle Jill stories presumably intended for the second issue that Dorothy Lamour usurped, and one Zegra story; I haven’t gotten to Zegra yet, but her comic had been cancelled over a year earlier.
Jungle Lil is up first in “The Map of Death”, which has Lil protecting a white girl who is fleeing from a villain that’s after the treasure map she is carrying. There’s attacking tribesmen duped by an evil white guy, who dies in the conflict, and it ends with the map burned and the white men’s weapons destroyed, as Lil vows to remain among the Kombe tribe:
I had wonder whether, if JUNGLE LIL had continued, she would evolve into the more common jungle goddess type, living apart and traveling to solve problems throughout the jungle, but if this story is any indication, the creators were going to keep her as a “local”, giving her the benefit of a small supporting cast, at least.
Next comes Zegra in “Games of Havoc”, with art from the wonderful Jack Kamen.
This one is reminiscent of the stories Kamen was best known for at EC, with squabbling husband and wife involved in unsavory criminal activity. Their attempt to hide out in Zegra’s jungle doesn’t work out well, especially for the woman:
Mack gets his just deserts, too, when a jungle beast he unleashes on Zegra turns on him instead.
This story, at least, is a Jungle Gem. Is there anyone better than Jack Kamen at depicting sleazy criminal lovers who secretly loathe each other?
“Sacred Jewel” is the obligatory two-page text story. It’s a somewhat interesting tale of a duchess who commissions an escort on a jungle mission, with some romance unexpectedly mixed in.
Finally, Jungle Lil returns for “Lands of the Mandrill Queen”. It’s crudely rendered but it spices things up with bats:
…and talking mandrill/men and an ancient hidden civilization led by a wicked white queen:
I only did it because I had to sample one of every jungle comic I could, but with these two issues, I’ve now read every Jungle Lil story published. There’s not a lot to praise or condemn about it, it just is what it is, and it might have provided a few undiscriminating kids with a few minutes of reading enjoyment and jungle thrills.
I do have to wonder about the name, though. “Jungle Lil” strikes me as an odd choice, one that immediately suggests a catchier one: “Jungle Jill”. It wouldn’t surprise me if that was the initial idea, abandoned for fear of treading too closely on the well-known “Jungle Jim” trademark.