Hooded Detective, Volume III No. 2, January, 1942

Excerpt: “That night, the sounds that came from the metal stamping plant of Weedham Industries, Incorporated, might have been prophetic of the immediate and ugly future, for they were like the rattle of machine guns. But Joseph, the keeper of the south gate, was blissfully ignorant of a Thompson gun and its deadly chatter so that he drew no such comparison. His only worry at the time lay in the da...