Doc Turner and the Banshee
from the April 1939 issue of the Spider magazine
Eerie, chill, the wail of death broke over the tenements — calling to the grave two defenseless people. But Doc Turner, who was wise in the ways of medicine and misery, found the way to beat a ghost with no other weapon than his own humble nose!
Graves Filled To Order
from the May 1939 issue of the Spider magazine
Old Doc Turner had had many terrible battles with the human vultures who prey on society — but never one like his struggle to the death with a mad undertaker who dug premature graves and marked the living for his private corpses!
Doc Turner and the Winged Terror
from the June 1939 issue of the Spider magazine
Down upon Doc Turner's impoverished neighbors swooped sudden death. For Doc, who had dedicated his life to championing the poor, it meant a desperate duel with the mighty powers of evil and darkness.
Congratulations to the Corpse
from the July 1939 issue of the Spider magazine
It was a hospitable gathering who had come together to honor Doc Turner — but none could guess that Doc was already being entertained by a host from hell!
Doc Turner and the Eye of Death
from the August 1939 issue of the Spider magazine
Through the darkened tenements floated the incredible disk of purple light, trailing horror and sudden death in its wake. None save old Doc Turner knew its dreadful secret — and he had learned it too late to live.
In This Corner — Kid Death
from the September 1939 issue of the Spider magazine
Morris Street had bet its last pennies on the prizefight, out of loyalty to the Bruiser. But none of them knew that Death was the real champ in the ring that night — and old Doc Turner was the only man left to answer the final bell!
The Axeman’s Necklace
from the January 1940 issue of the Spider magazine
In which Doc Turner appoints himself executor of the Axeman's blood-stained estate — and helps to square a murderer's account in the Highest Court!
Death’s Dancing School
from the February 1940 issue of The Spider magazine
Doc Turner's unerring instinct leads him down a corpse-strewn trail to the lair of a ballet master who trains the Slums' fairest daughters... for a horrible purpose!