And Krang's tomb was again covered by the drifts; nor even after that brief glimpse of infinite wealth did any man of Phoor venture near.

For the Lord Krang had roused from his long sleep, and feasted.

STORIES TO COME

In response to requests, we are publishing this list of stories which we have on hand:

The Legacyby Kenneth B. Pritchard
The Flower Godby R. H. Barlow
Gods of the Northby Robert E. Howard
The Ancient Voiceby Eando Binder
The Nameless Cityby H. P. Lovecraft
From Beyondby H. P. Lovecraft
Beyond the Wall of Sleepby H. P. Lovecraft
The Epiphany of Deathby Clark Ashton Smith
The Embalmer of Ramsvilleby Michael Weir
Phantom Lightsby August W. Derleth
Madness of Spaceby Conrad H. Ruppert
Life and Deathby Derwin Lesser
The Temple of Nemwahby Natalie H. Wooley

THE BOILING POINT

"Donald Alexander's letter caused me to reread carefully my own answer to Forrest Ackerman's epistolatory critique. Since my one concern was to meet Mr. Ackerman's arguments on their own ground, I am puzzled by the assertion of Mr. Alexander that I had made a fool of myself by descending to personalities. Offhand, I should have said that my letter was about as free of that sort of thing as it could conceivably have been. Perhaps there were a few mildly ironic touches; but certainly nothing of an insidious nature was implied or even intended. I do not think that any good purpose is ever served by abusive personalities. If my letter was derogatively personal, I really wonder how Mr. Alexander's should be classified."—Clark Ashton Smith

H. Koenig suggests that we missed a golden opportunity by not supplying the debaters with gloves and entering them in the Golden Glove Contests in Madison Square Garden!

"When you shout, pertaining to Smith stories, 'May the ink dry up in the pen from which they flow!' you affect the refined and sensitive minds of the admirers of beautiful things, and cause them to exclaim, 'Here, indeed, is one who endeavors to do something in words as terrible as in actuality: cleave the head of a genius in twain!' Hence our fitting denunciation of you, Mr. Ackerman, for attempting to backbite one of the greatest writers America has ever produced."—Robert Nelson