Showing posts with label William A. Todd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William A. Todd. Show all posts

Saturday, May 30, 2026

Saturday Morning Western Pulp: Wild West Weekly, March 12, 1938


I don’t own this pulp, but thanks to the kindness of my friend Cullen Gallagher, I was able to read a PDF of its lead novelette, “Feud of the Haunted Corral”, featuring T.W. Ford’s best-known series character Solo Strant, also known as the Silver Kid. The cover on this issue of WILD WEST WEEKLY is by H.W. Scott, and it’s an excellent illustration of the Silver Kid in action.

Solo Strant is a drifting gunfighter. He doesn’t hire out his gun, but he’s quick to pitch in when he sees someone being taken advantage of or an innocent person being threatened. As this yarn opens, that’s what happens when a gang of gun-wolves attacks a small ranch. Solo rides to the rescue, but as it turns out, he may not have done the right thing after all, since it looks like the rancher he rescued may be a murderer!

That’s the first mistake Solo makes in this story, but it’s not the last one. In fact, he seems uncharacteristically prone to making the wrong decisions. But that may have something to do with the extremely complicated plot Ford comes up with, which deals with a generations-long feud between two ranching families, assorted murders, mistaken identities, and the Haunted Corral, which is not a corral at all but rather an area of badlands where folks go in, but they seldom come out alive. The whole “shadow of the past” element in this novelette reminds me of many of Walt Coburn’s novels and stories.

“Feud of the Haunted Corral” is a fast-moving, entertaining story. Solo Strant is a likable protagonist, and I’ve enjoyed every story I’ve read about him. It’s pretty easy to spot the evil mastermind in this one, but that doesn’t take away from the pleasure of reading it. My thanks to Cullen for making that possible.

Elsewhere in this issue are stories by a number of WILD WEST WEEKLY stalwarts. Norman W. Hay, writing under the house-name William A. Todd, contributes a Risky McKee yarn. (All the Risky McKee stories are by Hay, and while William A. Todd is considered a house-name, it’s possible Hay wrote everything under that by-line. We’ll probably never know for sure.) There’s a Calamity Boggs story by Lee Bond. Guy L. Maynard pitches in with a Reckless Blaine story. (There are six Reckless Blaine stories, published in six consecutive issues of WILD WEST WEEKLY. I’d be surprised if Maynard didn’t cobble them together into a fix-up novel, but if he did, I can’t find any record of it.) J. Allan Dunn, Charles M. Martin, and Carl Raht contribute stand-alone stories. This appears to be a very good issue of one of my favorite Western pulps.

Saturday, June 21, 2025

Saturday Morning Western Pulp: Wild West Weekly, December 12, 1936


This is a pulp that I own and read recently. That’s my copy in the scan, complete with tape around the edges applied by some previous owner. The cover art is by Albin Henning, who appears to have done more interior illustrations for the pulps and the slicks than he did covers. I think this one is okay, but I don’t like it as well as the covers by R.G. Harris and H.W. Scott, who did most of the WILD WEST WEEKLY covers during the Thirties and Forties.


The lead novelette in this issue is “Long-rider’s Loot” by William A. Todd, a house-name used on the Risky McKee series by Norman W. Hay. Hay wrote hundreds of stories for WILD WEST WEEKLY under half a dozen pseudonyms and house-names, including approximately three dozen about a young rancher in Arizona named Risky McKee, who raises and trains horses. This is the first Risky McKee story I’ve read. In it, a drug-addicted outlaw named Hypo Crawley (great name) escapes from prison and tries to recover the loot from a bank robbery he hid several years earlier. Crawley double-crossed his gang and stole the money from them, so they’re after it, too, and hope he’ll lead them to it. Risky finds himself in the middle of all this, assisted by his sidekick Sufferin’ Joe, a hypochondriac old codger always complaining about one ailment or another acting like he has one foot in the grave. This is a pretty decent, if standard plot, and Hay throws in a couple of nice twists in before the end. There’s a great line that put a smile on my face: “He’s so crooked he could hide behind a corkscrew.” Sufferin’ Joe is a good character, too, definitely comedy relief but also tough and competent when he needs to be. The only real problem about this story is Risky himself, who is such a bland and shallow character that he’s barely there on the page. I don’t know if he comes off better in the other stories—I’d certainly read more of them because I like Hay’s writing overall—but he keeps this yarn from being anything more than average.

Hay is also the author of the second story in this issue, a stand-alone called “Six-gun Wages” published under the house-name Philip F. Deere. This is a much better story about a young cowboy who discovers a rustling operation along the border between Arizona and Mexico. It’s a well-written tale and one of the characters who seems like a villain turns out not to be, which is always a nice twist. I enjoyed this one quite a bit. As I said, I like Norman W. Hay’s work. As far as I can tell, he published only a handful of stories under his own name, and maybe that’s the way he wanted it, but I think that’s kind of a shame. I wish he’d written some Western novels.

J. Allan Dunn wrote more than 150 stories about Texas Ranger Bud Jones for WILD WEST WEEKLY. I’ve read only one other one before now, and I liked it fairly well with a few reservations. The Bud Jones yarn in this issue is called “Hide-out” and opens with a gang of desperate outlaws fleeing with the loot from a bank robbery they’ve pulled. Bud is the Ranger who sets out to track them down, but he seems stymied when their trail mysteriously disappears, until he figures out the clever trick they’ve pulled. No reservations on this one. It’s a solid, well-plotted yarn with a great showdown at the end.  By the way, has anyone ever tried to figure out how much Dunn wrote? His total wordage has to be right up there with Frederick Faust, H. Bedford-Jones, and Erle Stanley Gardner.

Lee Bond wrote two long-running series about good guy outlaws and the lawmen who dogged pursue them, the Long Sam Littlejohn series that ran for some 50 stories in TEXAS RANGERS and the Oklahoma Kid series in WILD WEST WEEKLY which was even more popular, lasting for approximately 70 stories. “Boot Hill Gamble” is the Oklahoma Kid novelette in this issue, and it finds the Kid (whose real name is Jack Reese, but that’s hardly ever used) on the trail of some outlaws who held up a stage, murdered the driver and guard, and got away with $30,000 in gold bars. The Kid is blamed for this crime, and the only way to clear his name is to round up the real culprits. This is a very standard plot, as usual for Bond, but he does a good job with it and includes plenty of well-written action, which is his strong suit. I like the Long Sam yarns considerably more than the ones featuring the Oklahoma Kid, but Bond’s work is nearly always worth reading although it seldom rises to the top rank of Western pulp fiction.

Claude Rister wrote more than a hundred stories for the pulps, mostly Westerns but with some detective, adventure, and aviation yarns mixed in. He also wrote a number of Western novels under the pseudonym Buck Billings. His story in this issue, “Outlaw Option”, is about a cowboy who’s had a bit of a shady past coming to the aid of an old-timer who’s about to be finagled out of his ranch by a slick gambler. In order to do that, the protagonist enlists the help of several other former owlhoots. There’s nothing special about the plot in this one, but Rister writes well and isn’t as heavy-handed with the dialect as some Western pulpsters can be. I’ve enjoyed everything I’ve read by him and need to read more.

There’s also a Texas Triggers novelette by Walker A. Tompkins to round out this issue, but that series was fixed up into a novel called TEXAS TRIGGERS, and since I happen to own that book, I didn’t read the novelette. I’ll get to it when I read the book.

Overall, this isn’t a bad issue of WILD WEST WEEKLY. All the stories are readable and fairly entertaining. But it’s not an outstanding issue, either. It's about as average as you can get with a Western pulp. Fortunately, with WILD WEST WEEKLY, that means it’s enjoyable enough to be worth reading if you have a copy.