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Fandango, v. 2, issue 3, whole no. 7, Winter 1944

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--he had shouted back to them. He never shouted again. They waited, and finally they called to him. At last, the second officer, using the chains the engineers had left, lowered himself down. The rope the first had used they had pulled up empty, the end frayed aa though by sharp rocks.
     So much they gathered from the mad-man. The second man had not re-appeared either. A nerve-wracking experience, in a dark unexplored tunnel, but surely not enough to drive insane a man of so little imagination as a peace-time soldier? The other things he said were mere ravings. Incredible ravings, which could give them no evidence.
     But on Monday they sent the engineers back with strange orders--orders to brick in that tunnel, to bury it again under debris, and to point their drills elsewhere. And they picked stolid men for a very simple job. The job of removing a length of chain, of steel chain, chewed off at one end like string.
     That is the story. I heard it soon after I reached the rock. I have heard other versions ince, on the same framework. I don't believe it. I read Weird Tales.

The FTLANIAC MUSIC POLL
     Ever since I've been a member of FAPA I've noticed a minor, but persistent, undercurrent of musical discussions in the mailings. I appreciate it exceedingly if each of you would fill your copy out and return it to me within a week after having received the mailing. I intend to work the results of this poll into the lead article for my next Fan-Dango, and will appreciate your prompt cooperation.
     The 5th question on the card is designed to furnish me with data on one of my pet peeves. I have always maintained that music deserves one's undivided attention, if it is worth listening to at all, and that this thing of using a background of music to reading and other activities hovers perilously close to prostitution of this art. While most fans with whom I've discussed the subject seem to feel that music should be used primarily for background purposes, I am naive enough to hope that FAPA members appreciate music more than then.
     If the 6th question receives a fairly definite affirmative vote, I shall probably devote two or three pages of each Fan-Dango to a discussion of recorded jazz, one of the few topics upon which I feel myself qualified to speak fairly authoritatively. While this may not appeal to anyone except Brown, Liebacher, and Perdue, it is high time some of you symphoniacs branched out a bit.
     So shoot back your card, will you?

IS LANEY A HEEL?
     After perusing the last mailing, I can see that I've done a nifty job of getting off on the wrong foot with many of you. And, to be perfectly frank with you, I cannot see why. It is true that I have used two or three terms of a non-mailable nature, but these were in one issue, and are a thing of the past. In fact, a comparison of the mild-as-milk FD #6 with the blasts at me in the last mailing is rather amusing.
     I've been comparing my sojourn in FAPA with that of certain of the more--should I say, righteous--fans and fen, and it seems to me that there are two factors which combine to make me so unpopular. The foremost one undoubtedly is the fact that I have absolutely no reverence for any individual simply because he has been in fandom for ten years. I judge people on what they actually are doing today; not on

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--he had shouted back to them. He never shouted again. They waited, and finally they called to him. At last, the second officer, using the chains the engineers had left, lowered himself down. The rope the first had used they had pulled up empty, the end frayed aa though by sharp rocks. So much they gathered from the mad-man. The second man had not re-appeared either. A nerve-wracking experience, in a dark unexplored tunnel, but surely not enough to drive insane a man of so little imagination as a peace-time soldier? The other things he said were mere ravings. Incredible ravings, which could give them no evidence. But on Monday they sent the engineers back with strange orders--orders to brick in that tunnel, to bury it again under debris, and to point their drills elsewhere. And they picked stolid men for a very simple job. The job of removing a length of chain, of steel chain, chewed off at one end like string. That is the story. I heard it soon after I reached the rock. I have heard other versions ince, on the same framework. I don't believe it. I read Weird Tales. The FTLANIAC MUSIC POLL Ever since I've been a member of FAPA I've noticed a minor, but persistent, undercurrent of musical discussions in the mailings. I appreciate it exceedingly if each of you would fill your copy out and return it to me within a week after having received the mailing. I intend to work the results of this poll into the lead article for my next Fan-Dango, and will appreciate your prompt cooperation. The 5th question on the card is designed to furnish me with data on one of my pet peeves. I have always maintained that music deserves one's undivided attention, if it is worth listening to at all, and that this thing of using a background of music to reading and other activities hovers perilously close to prostitution of this art. While most fans with whom I've discussed the subject seem to feel that music should be used primarily for background purposes, I am naive enough to hope that FAPA members appreciate music more than then. If the 6th question receives a fairly definite affirmative vote, I shall probably devote two or three pages of each Fan-Dango to a discussion of recorded jazz, one of the few topics upon which I feel myself qualified to speak fairly authoritatively. While this may not appeal to anyone except Brown, Liebacher, and Perdue, it is high time some of you symphoniacs branched out a bit. So shoot back your card, will you? IS LANEY A HEEL? After perusing the last mailing, I can see that I've done a nifty job of getting off on the wrong foot with many of you. And, to be perfectly frank with you, I cannot see why. It is true that I have used two or three terms of a non-mailable nature, but these were in one issue, and are a thing of the past. In fact, a comparison of the mild-as-milk FD #6 with the blasts at me in the last mailing is rather amusing. I've been comparing my sojourn in FAPA with that of certain of the more--should I say, righteous--fans and fen, and it seems to me that there are two factors which combine to make me so unpopular. The foremost one undoubtedly is the fact that I have absolutely no reverence for any individual simply because he has been in fandom for ten years. I judge people on what they actually are doing today; not on --2--