Slap a stinger across the chops and get maced across the thinkbone
I covered a handful of Dan Turner stories over at DR HERMES REVIEWS but that guy was in an awful lot of yarns. He started in SPICY DETECTIVE in 1936 and lasted untll the final issue of HOLLYWOOD DETECTIVE in 1950. Since each issue had a handful of stories, our boy starrred in quite a few escapades. Dan Turner is remembered mostly for the creative slang that Robert Leslie Bellem used. A head was an attic, a mansion was a wigwam, people yodeled into phones and spilled brine when they cried. But aside from that amusing lingo, the series is brisk and well-written, set in Hollywood so you know there's more than the usual assortment of eccentric lunatics to be found. These illustrations are from the January 1943 issue of HOLLYWOOD DETECTIVE. Looking over the interior art of the Turner epic, half of the drawings seem to be Dan looking down at a still-warming corpse as saying it was as dead as a herring or yesterday's racetrack results or fried oysters. The other half seems to be evenly divided between him punching women and women hitting him (usually with a gun or other blunt instrument). Fourteen years of being bludgeoned unconscious might be something most doctors would advise against if you want to be able to fill in a coloring book in your middle years but Dan seemed to bounce back fine.