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of anything glamorous or beautiful. Favorite "literate": (ouch! How to pick one out of at least fifty?) THE HOARD OF THE GIBBELINS (Dunsany). I'm afraid to give this a buildup for fear I'll change my mind and name one of my other favorite, but read it yourself. It's in THE BOOK OF WONDER.
BOOK-LENGTH WEIRD. Favorite commercial: DRACULA. 'nuf sed. Favorite "iterate": CITY OF THE SINGING FLAME (complete version as published in OUT OF SPACE AND TIME). Some may argue that this is more fantasy or stf than weird; but I doubt if any will question this story's very real merit. After all, it has a plethora of Clark Ashton Smith at his best; what more could one ask?
WEIRD SHORT. Favorite commercial: I dislike commercial weirds--hate 'em with a holy hatred. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves--t'hell with 'em--(always retaining from limbo the work of such men as M. R. James,  H. R. Wakefield, John Metcalfe, and the other better British weirdists. But then, none of their stuff is commercial, is it?) Favorite "literate": This is a dead heat between THE DOUBLE SHADOW and THE MUSIC OF ERICH ZANN. I could have flipped a coin (oh yeah? on March 16th?), but that would be silly. Either one has every thing that a good weird tale demands: strong characterization, realistic treatment, fine writing, convincing atmosphere, and a very real shudder here and there.
FAVORITE NON-STF NOVEL. Did you ever read THIRTEEN STEPS, by Whitman Chambers? While it is more or less a hoodunnit, this novel consists entirely of the most terrific buildup that I've ever read. The awful suspense is made endurable by Chambers' hard boiled style, some lovely drunken parties, and much, much delightful rosebud. Try it sometime (THIRTEEN STEPS, I mean!).
FAVORITE NON-STF SHORT STORY. If you like restrained, yet savagely realistic writing, and a masterful bit of female sexual perversion, THE SNAKE (John Steinbeck) is your meat. It first appeared in ESQUIRE several years ago and is in the recent pocket book collection of THIRTEEN SHORT STORIES BY JOHN STEINBECK (Avon).
FAVORITE NON-STF NON-FICTION. A book that has influence my personal philosophy and outlook on life more than any other single item is THE NEXT AGE OF MAN, by Wiggam. AGE is a rather rambling, yet lucid, discussion of heredity and eugenics, race improvement, and such-like; though dated by references to prohibition and Al Smith, the book gives such a fine presentation of the scientific attitude, and in addition gives one such a fine foundation in race improvement, that I cannot recommend it too strongly.
((Myffsawer Laney went on to name his twelve favorite phonograph records, but these will be included in an article on hot jazz which la Laney has dished up for you in the next issue of Channy.))

A Roosterrecipe     HOW TO FREET FRINCHES     --Red Gallus

Ingredients: 4 well rounded frinchs, 1 tbsp flub, 1 tsp gamaprot, 1 pinch of panch, 2 cups of smeep glornch, 1/2 cup bindleberries,boysenberries,girlsenberries. DIRECTIONS: Gut the frinchs with a siddwise savoir faire. Stand back and admire your work. Take the flub, gamaprot, and the pinch of panch, and blend furiously until exhausted. Rest awhile. Put the frinches and mixed stuff in a pot. Build a bonfire beneath the pot. Warm isn't it. Watch until the brew burbles brindiliously, and, when it forms a hard ball in the tub of water, get out your bat and play baseball. After batting the ball around breezily, drink the 2 cups of smeep glornch. Now, isn't that refreshing? Put the whatever kind of berries you have in a big thing (pot, pan, preferably with bottom).Take off your shoes and socks and trample on the berries frenzily. Notice how the juice oozes up between your toes. Tickles doesn't it? Reclaim the juice,being careful to squeeze your toes to extract every bit of it. Throw the ball into the sink, wash it down with the juice, and eat your toes.

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of anything glamorous or beautiful. Favorite "literate": (ouch! How to pick one out of at least fifty?) THE HOARD OF THE GIBBELINS (Dunsany). I'm afraid to give this a buildup for fear I'll change my mind and name one of my other favorite, but read it yourself. It's in THE BOOK OF WONDER. BOOK-LENGTH WEIRD. Favorite commercial: DRACULA. 'nuf sed. Favorite "iterate": CITY OF THE SINGING FLAME (complete version as published in OUT OF SPACE AND TIME). Some may argue that this is more fantasy or stf than weird; but I doubt if any will question this story's very real merit. After all, it has a plethora of Clark Ashton Smith at his best; what more could one ask? WEIRD SHORT. Favorite commercial: I dislike commercial weirds--hate 'em with a holy hatred. Ghosts, vampires, werewolves--t'hell with 'em--(always retaining from limbo the work of such men as M. R. James, H. R. Wakefield, John Metcalfe, and the other better British weirdists. But then, none of their stuff is commercial, is it?) Favorite "literate": This is a dead heat between THE DOUBLE SHADOW and THE MUSIC OF ERICH ZANN. I could have flipped a coin (oh yeah? on March 16th?), but that would be silly. Either one has every thing that a good weird tale demands: strong characterization, realistic treatment, fine writing, convincing atmosphere, and a very real shudder here and there. FAVORITE NON-STF NOVEL. Did you ever read THIRTEEN STEPS, by Whitman Chambers? While it is more or less a hoodunnit, this novel consists entirely of the most terrific buildup that I've ever read. The awful suspense is made endurable by Chambers' hard boiled style, some lovely drunken parties, and much, much delightful rosebud. Try it sometime (THIRTEEN STEPS, I mean!). FAVORITE NON-STF SHORT STORY. If you like restrained, yet savagely realistic writing, and a masterful bit of female sexual perversion, THE SNAKE (John Steinbeck) is your meat. It first appeared in ESQUIRE several years ago and is in the recent pocket book collection of THIRTEEN SHORT STORIES BY JOHN STEINBECK (Avon). FAVORITE NON-STF NON-FICTION. A book that has influence my personal philosophy and outlook on life more than any other single item is THE NEXT AGE OF MAN, by Wiggam. AGE is a rather rambling, yet lucid, discussion of heredity and eugenics, race improvement, and such-like; though dated by references to prohibition and Al Smith, the book gives such a fine presentation of the scientific attitude, and in addition gives one such a fine foundation in race improvement, that I cannot recommend it too strongly. ((Myffsawer Laney went on to name his twelve favorite phonograph records, but these will be included in an article on hot jazz which la Laney has dished up for you in the next issue of Channy.)) A Roosterrecipe HOW TO FREET FRINCHES --Red Gallus Ingredients: 4 well rounded frinchs, 1 tbsp flub, 1 tsp gamaprot, 1 pinch of panch, 2 cups of smeep glornch, 1/2 cup bindleberries,boysenberries,girlsenberries. DIRECTIONS: Gut the frinchs with a siddwise savoir faire. Stand back and admire your work. Take the flub, gamaprot, and the pinch of panch, and blend furiously until exhausted. Rest awhile. Put the frinches and mixed stuff in a pot. Build a bonfire beneath the pot. Warm isn't it. Watch until the brew burbles brindiliously, and, when it forms a hard ball in the tub of water, get out your bat and play baseball. After batting the ball around breezily, drink the 2 cups of smeep glornch. Now, isn't that refreshing? Put the whatever kind of berries you have in a big thing (pot, pan, preferably with bottom).Take off your shoes and socks and trample on the berries frenzily. Notice how the juice oozes up between your toes. Tickles doesn't it? Reclaim the juice,being careful to squeeze your toes to extract every bit of it. Throw the ball into the sink, wash it down with the juice, and eat your toes.