10-Story Detective Magazine, April 1946 — page 7: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Detective Tommy Slawter was hungry for revenge when he q finally caught up with his devilish enemy. But after he followed that fiend to a fear-haunted cafe, Tommy forgot that p he who sups with Satan needs a long spoon. ,+ 5. | i an | i iy ro a f al (ACD oa opis fakes eh tawrrs rR at . oe i ate eS eae OT) thes aes OT Ld ee AS i] ’ i , ~ See - t “~ sar sume a Fé ry) Ong » ie ‘ : ey oa | ey rita a < ) cok; a - .- Ps +! , “s* « Jere 24 tes FP ae ots, 7 Sh ee * ' =~ -, RSI ‘ “ayes? paper sticking in his overcoat pocket. The old lady had put it there, just as he’d pried her hand off his arm. “When a guy gets his mug splattered all over the front page of a news- paper,” the driver was saying, grinning prophetically, “he can expect—” Slawter didn’t let him finish. “That picture was a mistake. The guy who stymied that express truck stickup was not I. The paper will correct the error and run the right pic in the next edi- tion.” The driver’s face fell with disappoint- ment, Slawter went back and sat down. The bulldog edition had run a picture of him over a story about some un- named citizen who had cracked down o@ a pair of hoodlums holding up an ex- press truck. He’d phoned the paper and righted the error, but it had probably been the front-page spread with his pic- ture that had drawn the old lady te him. She’d been suffering from hysteria, he didn’t doubt. He told himself that he should have let his bus go, given her more time. But he was in a hurry to get home and to bed. He hadn’t had a decent night’s rest in weeks. Nerves. High blood pressure, Anxiety. Her eyes had said those things. She hadn’t appeared as a person who was involved in a scrape. Remembering that COmicloolks (9) (©