Pulp Fiction, 1931 · page 23 of 68
10-Story Book, July 1931 — page 23: what you’re looking at
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This is a text page from a pulp magazine containing the conclusion of a serialized story (continued from page 18). The passage depicts Mrs. Blissful, a compassionate woman who takes in a baby from a struggling young mother, offering to help raise the child rather than see it sent to a workhouse. The narrative emphasizes Mrs. Blissful's maternal kindness and her transformation when holding the infant. Below the story text is a humorous newspaper headline from The Greenfield (Ohio) Republican reading "One Way of Getting Even: Girl Marries Cop Who Arrested Her," which appears to be a filler item typical of pulp magazines of this era.
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10-STORY BEGINS ITS 30TH SUCCESSFUL YEAR! 21 (Continued from page 18) one hand, and bringing up her children in all the paths of righteousness on the other— to sit at last on a cold stone step, with empty arms, and never a baby to fill them? “After all,’’ she mused aloud, “What does a baby cost to keep? Not that much I’m sure—and there’s plenty of baby clothes i’t cupboard upstairs, of one sort or another.” She got up, and waddled across the road again. “I tell you what, missis,” she called through the open door, “I don’t like’t idea of them kids going to’t Union. I'll tek one of ’em off you, if you'll let me.” Mrs. Dawes appeared, haggard as ever, but with some of the sourness gone from her face; and after a long and whispered colloquy, brought out one of the babies. The young mother apparently was barely con- sulted. Mrs. Blissful took the baby, cuddled it in her arm, and waddled towards her own steps. Half-way across the road she stopped and looked down at the ugly little wizened, unwanted features. “Aw, did they then,” she crooned, “talk of sending it to’t workhouse. Come to it’s Mam, then.” She swayed it gently, and her face was illumined into a rare beauty. Gone were the vicious lines about the mouth. Gone was the furtive, scheming look—and so it was, standing in the middle of the Street, that a woman saw her. “Excuse me,” she said, approaching Mrs. Blissful quickly, “but I wonder if you would mind very much standing for a little while, just like that, so that I could make a sketch of you? I would pay you of course,” she added, seeing Mrs. Blissful’s expression. “Wot, Me? STAND! Did you say?” said Mrs. Blissful. “Not likely! I'LL SIT, if you like, on them steps yonder.” So it is that, if you would see Mrs. Bliss- ful at her best, you must go to the Ellering- ton Studios, where you will see “Lullaby” in water colors, the work of a woman artist, showing Mrs. Blissful in her clean white apron, with a baby in her arms, sitting on her spotless red-raddled steps, with an old grey brick house as background, and in her eyes, those wonderful eyes, the look which women have had all the world over when they have held a baby in their arms and been content. we One Way of Getting Even GIRL MARRIES COP WHO ARRESTED HER —Headlines in The Greenfield (Ohio) Republican. COMIC OOOKS.CO mn