Smash Comics # 44 (July 1943)
Untitled Midnight Feature
The splash page for this untitled Midnight feature opened with the ostentatious (though ultimately empty) vow that Midnight would "get rid" of Sniffer Snoop and Hotfoot by the end of this issue. (If only, my friends...if only.)
The story proper opens with Midnight musing (one would presume in his "secret" lair) over the case of a murdered warehouse watchman, when his concentration is shattered by the sound of gunfire. A moment later, Sniffer Snoop barrels into the room, knocking Midnight over and begging to be saved!
Before Sniffer can even relate what he needs saving from, a rough-looking duo with smoking handguns enter the room. Though Sniffer immediately surrenders, the lead thug replies that he was never really after Sniffer in the first place, but just needed him to lead the way to Midnight!
It turns out that the thugs are in the employ of the unfortunately named Bull Baloney (how often do you think he was made fun of as a kid?) who's previously sent Midnight a telegram expressing his desire to meet.
For his part, Midnight makes clear that he "wouldn't go to [the crooked Baloney's] funeral!" When the second thug enters the scene with Doc and Gabby at gunpoint, however, Midnight changes his tune--if only out of a desire to keep his friends safe.
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| The reader may wish to note that this panel introduces yet another of Wackey's inventions that will end up playing a major role in the story. |
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| Maybe it's just me, but...does the dialogue between Midnight and Sniffer seem a bit awkward? |
Within minutes, Midnight and entourage are on a speed boat heading for Devil's Rock, "hideout and stronghold of...dread underworld killer Bull Baloney." Once the boat docks, we get about six panels of squabbling between Wackey/Gabby and Sniffer/Hotfoot.
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| Apparently the gun-toting thus are suddenly, inexplicably not in a hurry to deliver Midnight to their homicidal boss?! |
When our contentious little company finally comes face to face with Bull Baloney himself, we learn that the reason he's "summoned" Midnight is to investigate the murder of Baloney's erstwhile bride, Jinny Peters. And--being an underworld crime boss--naturally he threatens Midnight and friends with death if they don't successfully identify the murderer.
After threatening Midnight and friends with imminent death, our hero asks if Baloney has any clues with which one might begin an investigation. Seems like a reasonable--and rather gracious response--but I guess Baloney didn't see it that way.
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| Ah yes...well, Mr. Luncheonmeat, I'm a bit befuddled as to why you summoned me if you're not interested in being any more helpful than that. |
Fortunately for Midnight he occupied the insanely-convenient world of Golden Age comic books. No sooner do he and his entourage step outside than they stumble across the grave of the dearly departed Mrs. Baloney (nee Peters).
Midnight opines that's odd she would be buried out here since the island ground is, "...only a shell about six feet thick above a mess of caverns." (One wonders where a radio-announcing, detective-crime-fighter acquired this intimate knowledge of the local geology.)
There isn't much time for discussion, however, as gunfire suddenly pours forth at our heroes! After he determines it's coming from some nearby bushes, Midnight fires the vacuum gun into the foliage and reels in his assailant by the forehead! (That's an impressive marksman who can dead center his target without even knowing where it is.)
Just imagine Midnight's surprise to learn that the person taking pot-shots at him is none other than the dead girl's brother!
Understandably put-out, Midnight demands to know why in the world Johnny is trying to take him out. The young responds that it's the crime-fighter's due for "sticking your nose into something that's none of your business!"
In vain, Midnight attempts to explain that he's only here because Johnny's brother-in-law was forcing Midnight to investigate Jinny's death...and that's when the story takes its next major twist:
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