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Mutant, v. 2, issue 2, May 1948

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Anyway, as Singer says, someone will give the speech, and all the time he keeps looking at me.

Recently the Detroit News ran an article called "Rocket to the Moon held feasible but not sensible." Now we, being old spacedogs at heart, became very indignant and sent a letter to the News, which was published on 22 April. It was titled, "We need the Moon," and went on to explain why. We summed up by saying, "Do not allow people who think on a 15th Century basis deter us from making the greatest advance in the history of the globe!"

The membership cards have been designed, printed, and signed by the president. Most of the members picked theirs up at the last meet; others will get theirs in the mail soon. If you haven't sent in your $1.00 for membership in the MSFS because you wouldn't get anything for it, remember, now you get a whole membership card and a Mutant sub! Come on, fellows and gals, break down and join the MSFS, or if you live out of state, subscribe to the Mutant and read my scribblings every two months!
See all you Bemlins again soon,
GEORGE H. YOUNG
Director of Publications
M.S.F.S.

THE BLOOD REMAINS

by Genevieve K. Stephens

The telltale blood of murdered man
Clings to his hands that killed,
And there is naught removes the stain,
The thickened scarlet they have spilled.
For still the blood remains.

The food held halfway to his mouth
Turns suddenly to clay,
He can not eat with gory hands,
The gore that will not wash away;
For still the blood remains.

At night his sweaty palms are salt,
He rises from his bed,
And holds them long beneath the tap
But still they glisten wetly red;
For still the blood remains

And at the wake of him he killed,
He listens to the prayer,
Then quietly he leaves the place
And wrings his hands in hot despair
For still the blood remains.

And he looks down upon his hands
Until he is quite mad,
And hacks at them with the murder knife
Till his blood spurts free and glad;
But still the blood remains.

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Anyway, as Singer says, someone will give the speech, and all the time he keeps looking at me. Recently the Detroit News ran an article called "Rocket to the Moon held feasible but not sensible." Now we, being old spacedogs at heart, became very indignant and sent a letter to the News, which was published on 22 April. It was titled, "We need the Moon," and went on to explain why. We summed up by saying, "Do not allow people who think on a 15th Century basis deter us from making the greatest advance in the history of the globe!" The membership cards have been designed, printed, and signed by the president. Most of the members picked theirs up at the last meet; others will get theirs in the mail soon. If you haven't sent in your $1.00 for membership in the MSFS because you wouldn't get anything for it, remember, now you get a whole membership card and a Mutant sub! Come on, fellows and gals, break down and join the MSFS, or if you live out of state, subscribe to the Mutant and read my scribblings every two months! See all you Bemlins again soon, GEORGE H. YOUNG Director of Publications M.S.F.S. THE BLOOD REMAINS by Genevieve K. Stephens The telltale blood of murdered man Clings to his hands that killed, And there is naught removes the stain, The thickened scarlet they have spilled. For still the blood remains. The food held halfway to his mouth Turns suddenly to clay, He can not eat with gory hands, The gore that will not wash away; For still the blood remains. At night his sweaty palms are salt, He rises from his bed, And holds them long beneath the tap But still they glisten wetly red; For still the blood remains And at the wake of him he killed, He listens to the prayer, Then quietly he leaves the place And wrings his hands in hot despair For still the blood remains. And he looks down upon his hands Until he is quite mad, And hacks at them with the murder knife Till his blood spurts free and glad; But still the blood remains. 15