THE BACKGROUND STORY OF
ARTHUR C. CLARKE defends
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ARTHUR C. CLARKE defends
'THE LACKEYS of
The Soviet accusation, made in an article in the 'Literaturnaya Gazyeta' reprinted in the last issue of FANTASY REVIEW, that American science fiction is no more than ill-disguised capitalist propaganda—with decided Fascist leanings—has caused a veritable sensation among fantasy readers here and abroad. One of our best-known authors now takes up the cudgels on behalf of science fiction writers in general, and shows that they are not half as black as they are painted.
The all-out attack on American science fiction by Messrs. Viktor Bolkhovitnov and Vassilij Zakhartchenko will, if we know them, have filled fantasy readers with a mixture of indignation, incredulous amazement and hysterical laughter, in proportions varying according to their political outlooks. It is couched in the elegant language developed by the late Herr Goebbels for the castigation of the decadent democracies; and the writers would appear to have read widely before firing their broadside, their quotations ranging from Russell to Shaver, from Binder to del Rey. From this miscellaneous
collection they have attempted to show that "the lackey of Wall Street, in the livery of a science fiction writer, carries out the order of his bosses: to persuade the reader of the invulnerability of the capitalist system." This will certainly come as a great surprise to readers of Astounding, who have long grown accustomed to seeing the capitalist system, and frequently the Solar System, destroyed at least once per issue—and often two or three times for good measure.
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been foolish enough to suppose (to take a recent example) that no one of goodwill could possibly object to Theodore Sturgeon's "Thunder and Roses," in which an American survivor of an atomic war deliberately refrains from launching the retribution intended for his country's attackers, since if he does there will be none left to rebuild human civilisation. We had thought that such stories—and there have been several of the kind recently—were above party and above nationality; yet we are told that "American science fiction in its unbridled racial propaganda reaches heights which might have made Goebbels envious." It looks, after all, as if Mr. Sturgeon is one of the more cunning of Wall Street's minions; so cunning, in fact, that he had us completely fooled. Or perhaps he is one of capitalism's famous inherent contradictions?
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|THE NOVA VENTURE
Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go . . .
The casual visitor to the "White Horse" hostelry in Fetter Lane, London, of a Thursday evening, is somewhat nonplussed to find that a horde of literary maniacs has apparently taken an option on the premises. The saloon bar is filled with a noisy crowd which seems to derive its high spirits as much from the gaudy-covered magazines and books littering the tables as from the glasses and bottles that barely find room between them. Not a Thursday night passes without some eager arm, reaching out for the latest Astounding or a copy of "Edison's Conquest of Mars," knocks over somebody's beer, and there is a concerted scramble to save a pile of Planet Stories or the "Checklist of Fantastic Literature" from a soaking in the brew. Of light or brown ale, or lemonade (which doesn't have quite such a damaging effect on a handsome Bok jacket), there is plenty more to be had from the patient landlord. But the wondrous array of literature assembled here for mutual scrutiny is, for the most part, irreplaceable.
* See "The Birth of New Worlds," by John Carnell: Fantasy Review, Aug.-Sep. '47.
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each with his own publishers as backers. Though Gillings had started to lay his plans for Fantasy soon after leaving the Army in '43, paper shortage still prevented the mag. making a start when Carnell emerged, found his sponsor, and whipped up a first issue of New Worlds all in six months. Knowing their irascible "Grandpop" Gillings of old, a few thought he might respond to the invitation all too readily and bear down on the 'White Horse,' swearing to make somebody pay dearly for pipping him at the post.
RESOLUTION FOR '49
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some rates for their work, a bright proposal that they should be recompensed according to the number of copies the magazine sold, appealed to their sense of fair play and the equitable distribution of profits.
TOO MANY COOKS?
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Walter Gillings' FANTASIA
Two new Canadian fantasy mags., preparing for publication, to be titled Supernatural Stories, Strange Adventures . . . Probable contributors to first issue of one or other, or both: David H. Keller, Stanton A. Coblentz, Duane W. Rimel, Bryce Walton, Forrest J. Ackerman, E. Everett Evans . . . . Plans for Select Science Fiction (see this col., Oct.-Nov. '48) abandoned . . . Projected mag. forthcoming from publishers of Fate (ditto) to be regular pocket-size publication "combining best features of such top-notchers as Astounding, Blue Book, the old Argosy and Amazing"—vide Editor Robert N. Webster . . . Mexico's fortnightly Los Cuentos Fantasticos deriving stories, covers, illustrations from Amazing, Wonder, FFM, etc., without so much as by-your-leave . . .
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|THOMAS SHERIDAN continues
THE STORY OF 'WONDER'
The Interplanetarian Influence
To hands that have become adapted to the slim, pocket-size magazines of this era of austerity publishing, the bulky, 140-page Wonder Stories Quarterly of 20 years ago seems distinctly Brobdingnagian. To the fans of those days it was something you could really get your teeth into. Appearing concurrently with an equally massive Amazing Quarterly, it went to supplement the regular diet of science fiction provided by the rival monthly publications by a periodical feast of reading which was often more satisfying, both to the appetite and the discriminative sense. The novel-length stories it presented all of a lump instead of in the irritating serial form, its plentiful illustrations and tight-packed columns, all contributed to its delicious meaty aspect; and if the fare proved a little too lumpy at times, it was mostly digested quite happily. The only drawback to the heavy-weight, solid-bound issues was the necessity of clamping them firmly down to a board in order to cope with them comfortably, especially if you liked to read in bed.
* Later, Nathan Schachner took over the secretaryship of the Society, while Dr. William Lemkin became its Librarian —both s-f writers.
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assistance from fans who proved capable of constructive thoughts along these lines as well as the withering criticisms that inspired the competition. Discounting those relying on "a war between two planets, with a lot of rays and bloodshed," which were discouraged in favour of "new points of view on interplanetary exploration," the editors found an originality and freshness in many readers' ideas "often unmatched by the best of our authors."
FRANK R. PAUL, the "world-famous" artist whose cover paintings have adorned a dozen science fiction magazines, has been illustrating in this field since the days of Hugo Gernsback's Electrical Experimenter, which became Science and Invention and led the way for Amazing Stories. Born in Austria 64 years ago, he settled in the U.S.A. in 1916 and worked as a newspaper cartoonist before he joined Gernsback. His flair for depicting futuristic machines and unearthly landscapes—not to mention greybearded professors and stalwart heroes in kneebreeches—became such an asset that Gernsback took him with him to start Wonder Stories and its companion magazines, whose covers he executed until it became Thrilling Wonder. He had by then become such an institution in science fiction that he reappeared as an interior illustrator in Wonder and, later, as cover artist of Marvel Science Stories, since when his work has been used in Science Fiction, Future Fiction, Famous Fantastic Mysteries, and other publications. Though his style is considered &mode by many fan critics, he still has his enthusiastic admirers among the older generation of readers, who bid high for his cover originals at conventions. His conceptions of life on other worlds, to which Fantastic Adventures devoted its back covers for several years, have always been specially delightful. Interviewing him in '38, America's Family Circle magazine dubbed him, on the strength of these, "The Bogeyman."
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Verne, Otfrid von Hanstein, with "Electropolis" (Summer, '30) and "Between Earth and Moon" (Fall, '30); later, in the monthly publication, three more were serialised. Bruno H. Burgel's "The Cosmic Cloud" (Fall, '31) was another German product; "A Daring Trip to Mars," by Max Valier, rocketry's first martyr, appeared posthumously in Wonder Stories (July, '31), which in due cow-se reflected the French influence with S. S. Held's "The Death of Iron" (Sept.-Nov., '32) and Eugene Thebault's "The Radio Terror (Jun.- Oct., '33). If all this foreign infiltration was frowned upon by the now considerable host of American fantasy writers, they did not demur. After all, s-f was truly international, as the letter columns testified, and at least it kept the translators busy.
(To be continued)
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Among The Magazines with KENNETH SLATER
The British magazine 'New Worlds,' which was suspended after its third issue appeared in October '47, due to the closing-down of Pendulum Publica- Lions, is due to reappear at the end of February in an entirely new format, revived by Nova Publications, the enterprise which many science fiction writers and fans have assisted in launching for this purpose. It will be priced at 1/6 and have 88 pages.
Since we announced the contents of the fourth issue of New Worlds in this column, there have been some changes made . . . After over a year's delay, the issue should be out under its new banner by the time you read these lines. It features the promised John Brody novelette, "World in Shadow," concerning the struggle to upset a utopian world state which has grown too complacent, and "Edge of Night," by John K. Aiken, a profound piece set in the remote future, dealing with a battle of wits between the embodiment of Man and an alien mind on Pluto. Norman Lazenby's "The Cireesians" is a story of an extra-galactic voyage; A. Bertram Chandler is present with "Position Line," which has to do with the vagaries of magnetic compasses on Mars.
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features an intelligent whirlwind. The lead story, Allison V. Harding's "Four from Jehlam," is not outstanding, but there is an out-of-the-rut tale by E. Everett Evans, "Food for Demons," and one of Robert Bloch's excellent psychological horror studies, "The Sorcerer's Apprentice," which make good reading. Snowden T. Herrick's "Open Season on the -Bottoms" poses the mystery of why people whose names end in "bottom" seem to be disappearing, but leaves the answer to the reader's imagination. Other pieces are by Frank Gruber, John D. MacDonald, Harold Lawlor, Stephen Grendon, Eric Frank Russell and Mary Elizabeth Counselman. Illustrations by Lee Brown Coye: some may like them, but to me they are only fuzzy blotches.
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In spite of some contradiction on the cover of January Amazing, which proclaims "Science stories that prophesy the future" yet boosts "The story of Daarmajd the Strong, mighty king of the prehistoric world," said story—"Dinosaur Destroyer," by Arthur Petticolas—is quite good reading. It introduces another Tarzan-type character, of whom we understand we might have read more; but the author has died since writing this, his first and only story. The setting of John Stuart Walworth's "Invasion of the Bone Men" is either in the dim past or the far future; one can't be sure—and the rest of the piece is just as uncertain. Much better meat is "The Robot and the Pearly Gates," by Peter Worth; Chester Smith's "Pattern for Destiny" is fair, but rather in the revivalist manner; and "The Flea Circus," by August Meissner, presents something new in mutants. Mr. Shaver creeps in with an article, which Editor Palmer heads with a large disclaimer.
WALTER GILLINGS' FANTASIA —Continued from page 7
planets, "We Are Not Alone," in Pic, illustrated by Chesley Bonestell, who did astronomical cover for Scientific American . . . Author Erik Fennel wrote to Time protesting: "I make my living writing science fiction, and characters like Weiner (M.I.T. expert on cybernetics, science of control mechanisms) are lousing up the racket . . The pincers of technology squeeze inexorably upon the poor s-f writer" . . .
Of Daily Mail write-up "on moonshine schemes for platforms suspended in space, reached in rocket ships, and despatching atom-headed rocket bombs to any part of the globe," Tribune commented: "Most of the matter had already appeared in a '35 issue of a popular boys' weekly" . . . Reviewing "The Voyage of Luna I" (see this col., last issue), Tribune's Geoffrey Trease found it "curious how few tales of spaceships come out in book form, when their popularity is shown by . . . almost every comic paper" . . . Yet another piece on trip "By Space Ship to the Moon" in The Star; this time by Canadian Rocket Society chairman E. C. Evans Fox, who thought it would be a good thing if wives accompanied our space explorers and . . . kept house for them" . . . What! No girl stowaways? Tck!
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Geoffrey Giles writes
The spate of novels on the theme of atomic power has brought the re-issue of Karel Capek's "Krakatit," first published in '25, under the new title of "An Atomic Phantasy" (Allen and Unwin, 9/6). Regarded as a pure fantasy, a piece of prophetic writing, or an allegory with a topical application, this tale of an explosive that goes off by itself makes highly amusing reading. Another light-hearted reprint is J. D. Beres-ford's "The Hampdenshire Wonder" (Eyre and Spottiswoode, 6/-), which inspired Olaf Stapledon to write "Odd John."
GLUT OF DE CAMP
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|Local Press Does Russell Proud
No reader of The Bootle Times was more surprised—and gratified—than Eric Frank Russell on opening the local paper to find it had devoted a full column of its "Around the Town" feature to his Fantasy Press book, "Sinister Barrier" [See Fantasy Review, Dec. '48-Jan. '49.] , his fame as a science fiction writer, and the increasing popularity of fantasy-fiction in general.
BRITISH REACTION TO BRADBURY
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|WALTER GILLINGS recalls the
MAD SCIENTISTS, TIN MEN AND PTERODACTYLS
It was, if memory serves me right, the serialisation of Edgar Rice Burroughs' "At the Earth's Core" by a boys' paper called Pluck, some 27 years ago, that gave me my first taste of science fiction. Little did I realise that the story had appeared eight years before in an American magazine with whose traditions I was, much later, to become obsessed. Nor could I know that Reginald Wray had done much the same thing, at about the same time, in the British Boys' Friend, locating his lost world, complete with sea and sky and prehistoric monsters, beneath that part of the Earth's crust supporting the Yorkshire moors. I discover that now from Mr. Turner's most informative survey ["Boys Will Be Boys—the story of Sweeney Todd, Deadwood Dick, Sexton Blake, Billy Bunter, Dick Barton, et. al.," by E. S. Turner. Michael Joseph, London, 9/6.] of a literature which, deriving in the first place from the spectres and vampires of the 19th century Gothic thriller, has gained a good deal in strength and popularity by proceeding by way of Verne to Buck Rogers as well as to Sexton Blake and Billy Bunter.
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molten gold, from which they were eventually rescued in a giant chariot drawn by triceratops. The flying machine became airworthy again, and it only remained to beat off an attack by claw-winged pterodactyls before returning to England, home and school. Short of a love interest, it is hard to think what other ingredients could have been introduced into that memorable story.
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nightmarishly pictured by artist Wesso, [Captain Future: Wizard of Science, issued quarterly from Winter '40 to Winter '44, was also illustrated by Virgil Finlay; Erle K. Bergey did the covers. The stories in the series started by Edmond Hamilton were later continued by Manly Wade Wellman under the name of Brett Sterling.] as "one of the most paralysing in modern fiction":
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Not that the inhabitants of other planets were necessarily human or even approximately human. In a Union Jack story entitled 'In Trackless Space' (1902) the Moon was found to be occupied by giant spiders fitted, for no very adequate reason, with electro-magnets. A trip to Venus revealed only giant centipedes and scorpions.
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There Ain't No Sich . . .
THE LUNGFISH, THE DODO & THE UNICORN, by Willy Ley. Viking Press, New York, $3.75.*
Reviewed by John K. Aiken
Books on frontier regions of knowledge are invaluable—and not alone to science fiction authors and readers. They show up gaps, suggest unusual lines of research, may even lead to the development of whole new sciences. But they are not easy to write. They require detailed knowledge of two or more different fields and a breadth of outlook, coupled with a pioneering spirit, which is usually foreign to the specialist. Mr. Ley is one who has an abundance of these qualifications; and in this "Excursion into Romantic Zoology" he deals fascinatingly with those of its frontiers which touch on the territories of mythology and palaeontology. In other words, he is concerned with those creatures which, popular opinion in despite, have never existed at all, with others which have only recently ceased to exist, and with those which should by rights have ceased to exist a very long time ago, but have stubbornly or luckily survived.
*This is a new, extended version of the first edition of the book, published in the U.S.A. in '41 by a firm no longer extant, which now appears in a British edition. The 361-page Viking edition has several additional chapters on vegetable animals, the wild horse, koala, etc., plus "The Story of the Kraken," which first appeared as an article in Astounding. A chapter on legendary giants in both books is from the same source.
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lungfish, the link between fish and purely air-breathing animals. It is easy to see why such examples are rare: once the transitional process was initiated, one may presume by a mutation, evolutionary forces would tend to push it to completion. But why, then, have these primitive types survived at all, if not specially preserved by providence to plague the inveterate classifiers?
Heinlein's Space Manual
SPACE CADET, by Robert Heinlein. Scribner's, New York, $2.50.
Reviewed by Forrest J. Ackerman
When "Rocket Ship Galileo," a new Heinlein book (Scribner's, $2.00), appeared out of the blue some months ago, his followers were excited and eager—until they learned that it was "only a juvenile." Yet Heinlein-hungry fans who read it reported favourably on it, praising its adult approach; and it was not too surprising that he had done a creditable job on a space operetta, for it had long been an ambition of his to bring Tom Swift up to date.
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You'll have to undergo everything from spiralling around devoid of all weight to bouncing about at seven gravities till you've haemorrhaged and vomited and/or blacked-out. If you die -though they try not to let you-you are, of course, washed out of the service.
if you have the following classics of fantasy-fiction on your bookshelves to, read at your leisure.
THE CARNELIAN CUBE
THE PORCELAIN MAGICIAN
DARKER THAN YOU THINK
SKYLARK OF VALERON
A MARTIAN ODYSSEY
SEVEN OUT OF TIME
THE INCREDIBLE PLANET
E. J. CARNELL
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Keller in Capitals
THE SOLITARY HUNTERS and THE ABYSS, by David H. Keller, M.D. New Era Publishers, Philadelphia, Pa. $3.00.
Reviewed by Weaver Wright
This is the first production of a new semi - professional publishing house started by two veteran Philadelphia fantasy fans, Robert Madle and Jack Agnew. The illustrator of the volume, J. V. Baltadonis, is also local talent, and although the jacket is fair his two interiors have suffered in reproduction. The paper and binding are adequate-but typographical errors run rampant, and it is difficult to believe that any proof-reading could have been done on the book. Furthermore, I strongly suspect that the typesetting was done from a manuscript supplied by Dr. Keller rather than from the printed story as edited for Weird Tales by Farnsworth Wright; for it is full of capitalisation instead of italicisation (neither being necessary in many cases), and there is an irritating use of double and even treble exclamation marks. These, I know, are characteristics of Dr. Keller's MSS.
* In his Introduction to " Life Everlasting," the recent Keller collection, Sam Moskowitz (to whom the author dedicates the present volume) records that many of Keller's stories deal with the conflict between the sexes, in which the male often loses the battle for supremacy. "Judging from these tales, it would appear that (he) does not like women. Perhaps it is because he is basically afraid of them. It may be that the answer to this pronounced complex can be found in his unpublished novel, 'The Fighting Woman.' It seems evident that he was early conditioned by the unflagging efforts of his mother to completely dominate, control and possess his every thought and act."
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The Swashbuckling Schizophrenic
SLAVES OF SLEEP, by L. Ron Hubbard. Shasta, Chicago. $3.00.
Reviewed by Kemp McDonald
What is there about Mr. Hubbard's stories of Arabian magic that is so appealing? They are simple tales, all much of a pattern, in which the hero, a timid youth to start with, is transported to other times or dimensions and caught up in a whirl of sorcery. In order to extricate himself he finds he must do nothing less than bring the whole other-worldly hierarchy of wizardry crashing down, and this he proceeds to do. Gradually he finds his feet, learns a trick or two, wins the affection of the dazzling heroine, and by the end is a thoroughly swashbuckling fellow, playing ogres and ghouls off against one another in the most precarious manner and getting away with it.
G. KEN CHAPMAN (British Sales Representative),
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in my view the best of the series of similar tales of Mr. Hubbard's featured by this magazine. Perhaps its superiority lies in the authenticity of the maritime flavour (derived, no doubt, from the author's own seafaring experience) of the quasi-Arabian seaport in which the other-worldly part of the action takes place: an authenticity remarkable when one considers what an exceedingly foreign port it is, this place where the souls of sleeping humans are trapped in the slaves who serve the ifrit aristocracy. Nor is there anything incongruous about the juxtapo- sition of a naval battle in 18th-century European style with the Temple of the Goddess Rani, complete with dancing girls (the only privileged human beings in the other world) and its insurmountable moat full of snakes-this last being surmounted by the intrepid-shrinking Tiger-Jan Palmer, schizophrenic hero whose fusion of souls means the downfall of the Ifrit Empire.
* Others in the series: "The Ultimate Adventure" (Apr. '39), "The Ghoul" (Aug. '39), "Typewriter in the Sky" (Nov.- Dec. '40), "The Case of the Friendly Corpse" (Aug. '41).
The Lure of Clark Ashton Smith
GENIUS LOCI & OTHER TALES, by Clark Ashton Smith. Arkham House, Sauk City, Wis. $3.00.
Reviewed by Arthur F. Hillman
When a critic cannot find major blemishes in a book he is reduced to seeking minor faults in order to flight his shafts of wit and pronounce his omniscient judgments. Therefore, it is with a tinge of malice that I point to the fact that this volume is five tales short of the contents originally proposed by the publishers. Doubtless rising costs are responsible for this lamentable curtailment; and only the promise of further collections of the Sage of Auburn's work will alleviate the disappointment of his followers. [A fourth collection, "The Abominations of Yondo," and a fifth as yet untitled, are in preparation by Arkham House.]
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all are beautiful. His men and women are but puppets twitching to the strings suspended from alien talons but the puppets, stage and scenery are fashioned and contrived by a master craftsman. His devotion to beauty, the ultra-imaginative outlook which pervades his plots, and the avoidance of outworn stock situations and characters, place his tales in the highest level of fantastic literature.
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DEATH'S DEPUTY, by L. Ron Hubbard. Fantasy Publishing Co., Los Angeles, $2.50.
Reviewed by Thomas Sheridan
Supposing you were able to lead a charmed life, immune from accident or death-at the expense of other people's lives or limbs. Would life be worth living? Wouldn't you develop a guilt complex which would drive you to suicide, or a futile attempt at it? Even if, as in the case of Mr. Hubbard's Flight-Lieutenant McLean, you couldn't help becoming a war hero, seeing your buddies being sacrificed to your heroics would make it a pretty poor show. And if a beautiful young wife is liable to get the bomb which should have your name on it . . .
SPURIOUS SUN, by George Borodin. Werner Laurie, London. 8/6.
Reviewed by Alan Devereux
Atomic explosion-chain reaction-the world aflame-collapse of civilisation - miraculous reprieve - the brave new world of the survivors . . . even the variations of the familiar formula are becoming monotonous. But this is no "atomic thriller"; it is more of a prophetic-fantastic essay in the Staple-don manner than a novel, for there is little in it of individual personalities and still less of the impact of events on personalities. Unlike Stapledon's cosmic canvases, however, it gives only a limited picture covering a three-year period in the immediate future; and although there are some interesting-if not very original-concepts arising out of the main situation, the author fails to develop them far, introducing them as stray thoughts in the thread of his argument rather than as aids to a narrative.
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to dissipate the radiant particles with the aid of machines set up at various points of the globe. The author is, perhaps justifiably, a little uncertain of the process whereby humanity is saved. But, after its brief glimpse of a golden age, it celebrates its escape by reverting to its old squabbles, until the future of civilisation is assured by the world's youth, which organises itself to take over from the old men.
Moonlight And Spiders
THE HAUNTING OF TOBY JUGG, by Dennis Wheatley. Hutchinson, London. 12/6.
Reviewed by Geoffrey Giles
If the title is not enough to attract him, one glimpse of the jacket of this book should arrest the attention of the weird story addict. It pictures a monstrous spider, which stretches its glossy bulk over both front and back covers and is reminiscent of Weird Tales at its most lurid period, On the other hand, those who recall "The Devil Rides Out" and "Strange Conflict" will need no gaudy horrors to persuade them to investigate Mr. Wheatley's latest excursion into the macabre; though the fact that he has adopted the outmoded diary form to tell his straggling story may repel the pernickety connoisseur, even if he has no aversion for giant spiders.
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Shall We Deny Atlantis ?
I hesitate to cross swords with Alan Devereux lest it be thought I seek to defend Mr. Shaver and his works. A few only of these have I read, recently-as a matter of research only, too, to ascertain what all the excitement was about. But in his review of "I Remember Lemuria" (Oct.-Nov. '48), Mr. Devereux poses again the old, old question: if marvellous scientific civilisations have existed in the past, where are their records?
GILMORE MYSTERY: LATEST
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slightly purple field of literature. If words of approbation and encouragement for this adult approach can harden your resolution to continue and extend it, please consider them hereby pronounced, in firm and ringing tones. Let me say that I know many others here who share this opinion, and hope you will prosper and flourish in the years to come.L. Jerome Stanton, New York.
THINGS TO COME
THE QUERY BOX
"THE LEMURIAN DOCUMENTS"
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suit, but who couldn't care less what alien planet she's bound for.
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