10-Story Detective, March 1941 — page 37: what you’re looking at

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

SS 4| It was up to Jig Haxall to check phenograrhs in all the town dj joints. But when Jig tried to record a muraer mystery, ke wes Slated to hear the disc of deom. but the one customer in the tavern was sprawled all over the bar and shooting his mouth off. Crouched in front of the automatic phonograph, taking out the coins, checking which records had been played, selecting those discs he’d take out and those he’d put on in their place, Jig’s color I: WAS very early in the morning, 35 I was high and his gray eyes angrily bright. But he concentrated on the music box. For a fellow whose job consisted of tending phonos, he had a habit of getting into a lot of trouble, and he’d heard about it from the office lately. So he tried to ignore the guy’s re- marks. There was something vaguely Goo Conn <S) CO