This is a pulp that I own and read
recently. The hat brim and the sketchiness of the background have me
convinced that this cover is the work of A. Leslie Ross. He must have
been knocking out these pulp covers pretty quickly, but I don’t
care, I still like them. I think this one is quite effective.The
first story in this issue is “No White Sheep”, a novella by Burt
Thomas. That title is a little odd, but it refers to a family of
outlaws—a grizzled old owlhoot and his four or five sons (I lost
track). The youngest son decides to give up the life of crime after a
deputy is killed right in front of him during a robbery, so he runs
away and establishes a new identity and a respectable life for
himself in a small town. There’s even a girl he falls for . . . But
then his past comes back to haunt him, as you knew all along it
would. This is a fairly standard plot, but Thomas does an excellent
job with it. The story is well-written, has some good action, and a
few nice poignant moments as well. Burt Thomas wrote about three
dozen stories published in various Western pulps from the late
Forties to the mid-Fifties, but that seems to be the extent of his
work. I couldn’t find any record that he ever published a novel. I
suspected at first that the name might be a pseudonym for Lee Floren,
who also wrote at Lee Thomas, but this story doesn’t read like
Floren’s work to me. It could be that Burt Thomas was just a
reasonably talented writer who never published much and is now
forgotten.
The short story “Black Shemwell” is about a man
who takes up the mantle of a gunfighter even though he’s not suited
to it in order to avenge the death of his brother. Like the other
story by Ben Smith that I read recently, this one is well-written and
engaging, with a fairly traditional plot that still manages to be a
little offbeat. I don’t know if Smith will ever be a favorite of
mine, but I’ve enjoyed what I’ve read by him so far.
J.J.
Mathews published more than 100 Western, detective, and sports
stories from 1950 to 1960, all of them in Columbia pulps edited by
Robert W. Lowndes. That makes me suspect very strongly that the name
is a house pseudonym, and so does another fact I’ll get to momentarily. The long novella under the Mathews name in this issue is
a real oddity. The protagonist of this story is Ace Champion,
“wandering town-tamer”, as the author puts it. The tale opens
with action, as Ace comes across a rancher’s daughter (a beautiful
blonde, of course) being pursued by three gunmen. He steps in and
rescues the girl, of course, and we’re off on another
save-the-ranch-from-rustlers yarn. The villain of the piece is the
notorious Mexican bandit leader Don Pesco . . . or is it? There’s
some sort of connection between our hero Ace and the mysterious
bandido. A love/hate
relationship quickly develops between Ace and the blonde as he sticks
around to help her and her father out of their dilemma, but a
neighboring rancher is the third side of that romantic
triangle.
This is a very schizophrenic story and leads me to
wonder if there were two authors involved. The action is fast and
furious and for the most part pretty well done. Ace and Judy nearly
get caught in a stampede. Ace is captured by the bad guy, buried up
to his neck, and left for the sun and the buzzards to finish off. Ace
is ambushed numerous times and wounded more than once (said wounds
being forgotten almost right away). But despite the very traditional
plot and the hero’s eyeroll-inducing name, the writing is actually
pretty good for the most part and the story moves along at a nice
pace.
But then there are the scenes that are just terrible,
and those are because everybody suddenly lapses into almost
incomprehensible pseudo-cowboy dialect. I’m used to what I call
“yuh mangy varmint” dialect, I’ve been guilty of it myself, but
whoever wrote this story takes it to another level. The word “ter”
substitutes for both “the” and “to”. “Yer” is both “you”
and “your”. Then there are the things that make me think the
author must have been British, like when the hero tells his horse
“Away with you now, old fellow.” But it’s not always like that.
Some of the dialogue reads normally.
I was curious enough to
hunt up a couple of on-line scans of other Western pulps that have
J.J. Mathews stories in them, and there’s no sign of such odd stuff
in them. That’s the other thing I mentioned that makes me think
it’s a house-name. I’m sure the truth is buried in the mists of
time, but it’s the sort of thing I like to ponder. At any rate, for
all its weirdness, “Through Ticket to Boothill” is kind of an
enjoyable story. Whoever wrote it, there was some talent involved.
Unpolished, maybe, but still there.
Lon Williams is best
remembered for his long series of Weird Western pulp stories starring
Deputy Lee Winters, but he wrote quite a few stand-alone yarns, too,
such as “Stranger at the Gates”, which wraps up this issue. It’s
about a couple of corrupt deputies whose crooked schemes run afoul of
an unexpected visitor in town. It’s a short, unmemorable story.
So
this is a very mixed issue, with one really good story by Burt
Thomas, one good story by Ben Smith, one weird but somehow
entertaining story by J.J. Mathews, and one weak story by Lon
Williams. If you have this issue of DOUBLE ACTION WESTERN on your
shelves, the first three stories are worth reading.