Pulp Fiction, 1942 · page 60 of 116
10 Story Detective, July 1942 — page 60: what you’re looking at
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# Page Description This is a **story page** (interior text) from a hardboiled detective pulp magazine. The visible text recounts a violent confrontation where the narrator describes how someone named Sam Fisher attempted to murder them with poison tablets, and how Hallock shot and killed Sam in self-defense. The passage details the aftermath—Ethel (presumably Sam's wife) fainting upon witnessing the shooting, and the narrator later walking with a character named Sally, who is described as a farmer's wife in Nebraska. At the bottom of the page is a **vintage war-bond advertisement** featuring a soldier and encouraging readers to "Buy United States Defense Bonds and Stamps."
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58 —— man who worked in a chemical fac- tory and who knew how to load the tablets with poison. A man who had the opportunity to visit Uncle Henry and put the tablets in the kitchen where Ecija could serve them.” I looked at Ethel and felt pretty sorry for her. Then I pointed at her husband, “Sam Fisher is that man.” Sam’s head jerked as if it were snapping back from a blow. His breath came out through pinched nos- trils like live steam. He jumped up and his eyes were like glowing coals. Greer had taken his arm and he almost yanked Greer across the room. “You damn liar!” he snarled. “What are you trying to do? Pin this murder on me?” Ina way ! felt a little sorry for him, though I shouldn’t have after what he’d tried to do to me. I said to Hal- lock: “Last night he tried to kill me and that would have made Ethel the sole heir. I awakened just in time and routed him. But he probably siinped and fell down the stairs, so he came back and used that as an excuse to lay suspicion on Kenyon, and maybe to learn if I’d recognized him. I cuess 10-STORY DETECTIVE——_—_________——__ if I had he would’ve finished me off right then. Or maybe he was looking for a chance to recover the knife, be- cause it probably bears his finger- prints. Why don’t you take a look?” Sam broke loose from Greer. He charged headon, frothing at the mouth actually. I didn’t see Hallock take his gun out. But it was in his hand, because he Jet Sam have the barrel right between the eyes and Sam went down like a ton of bricks. Poor Ethel! It must have hit her hard. She didn’t even make a sound. She just folded up and passed out. It was in all the papers that night, My picture too. I remember I waited outside for Sally when they let her go. I remember I dropped into step be- side her and we walked three blocks without speaking. And maybe we'd still be walking if she hadn’t taken the initiative. She stopped me and swung me around. er eyes were dim and she was laugning, and then all of a sudden I wasn’t basnful any more. Sally likes Nebraska and she likes being a farmer’s wife too. We have three hundred acres of the yellowest corn you ever saw and a big: white house and four stables and six kids, UNITED STATES DEFENSE MIGoOo (C(O) S (C(O) im