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Fantasite, v. 2, issue 4, November-December 1942

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[Image of a man scratching his back on a post with a silly grin on his face.]

Spaceways' sudden disappearance was a bombshell. We never admit to anything but it has been whispered that a guy who had an uncle who knew a man whose friend tested telephone lines said that he had overhead someone tell somebody else that we were as surprised as anyone else and all burned up because now we would not know what kind of comments we got on the "If I Werewolf" installment we and Sam Russell wrote for the last issue of the now defunct mag. (We are not modest!)

By the way, Tucker has been impious enough to protest about the MFS phoning his wife long distance at 10:30 in the evening when he was away from home. We do not remember, offhand, exactly what it was he said, but it was impious. WE and Bunce missed the Michicon by hours when the MFS buggy took off without us and, after hearing about the Con. for week, have decided to hold a Midwest Conference of our own in New Orleans sometime soon. Ollie, Manse, Phil, and Sam are not invited. Art Osterlund has done a beautiful picture for the cover of the next Tycho -- in black and white -- so if the next cover of Tycho comes out in pink and green, you will at least be able to imagine what it might have looked like. Chuck Albertson showed up at the last meeting in an overcoat and domino mask and nobody recognized him for over twenty minutes -- he's been absent from meetings so darn long.

Memo to Phil -- we want a picture of a fan with a silly grin on his face scratching his back on a post at the top of this column. We want to see Things To Come again and are prepared to go to desperate lengths if we don't get some cooperation from the rest of you snaps. Memo to Rod Allen -- Phil tells us you dropped into Hastings the other Sunday -- sorry I missed you.

We hear that Dale Rostomily has a bookstore-keeper who is about to foreclose on some mags R. took out on credit. Memo to bookstore-keeper: No $%&()#"*)('&_%$@,.? is going to foreclose on the two mags WE bought from R. at a recent auction. Dear Bunce: I am still waiting for a suitable occasion to use that "by the quivering -- and so forth and so on" but up until now nothing has been bad enough.

-To Be Continued-

[Image of a happy man walking away from a stump with a back-shaped are missing on its side.]

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[Image of a man scratching his back on a post with a silly grin on his face.] Spaceways' sudden disappearance was a bombshell. We never admit to anything but it has been whispered that a guy who had an uncle who knew a man whose friend tested telephone lines said that he had overhead someone tell somebody else that we were as surprised as anyone else and all burned up because now we would not know what kind of comments we got on the "If I Werewolf" installment we and Sam Russell wrote for the last issue of the now defunct mag. (We are not modest!) By the way, Tucker has been impious enough to protest about the MFS phoning his wife long distance at 10:30 in the evening when he was away from home. We do not remember, offhand, exactly what it was he said, but it was impious. WE and Bunce missed the Michicon by hours when the MFS buggy took off without us and, after hearing about the Con. for week, have decided to hold a Midwest Conference of our own in New Orleans sometime soon. Ollie, Manse, Phil, and Sam are not invited. Art Osterlund has done a beautiful picture for the cover of the next Tycho -- in black and white -- so if the next cover of Tycho comes out in pink and green, you will at least be able to imagine what it might have looked like. Chuck Albertson showed up at the last meeting in an overcoat and domino mask and nobody recognized him for over twenty minutes -- he's been absent from meetings so darn long. Memo to Phil -- we want a picture of a fan with a silly grin on his face scratching his back on a post at the top of this column. We want to see Things To Come again and are prepared to go to desperate lengths if we don't get some cooperation from the rest of you snaps. Memo to Rod Allen -- Phil tells us you dropped into Hastings the other Sunday -- sorry I missed you. We hear that Dale Rostomily has a bookstore-keeper who is about to foreclose on some mags R. took out on credit. Memo to bookstore-keeper: No $%&()#"*)('&_%$@,.? is going to foreclose on the two mags WE bought from R. at a recent auction. Dear Bunce: I am still waiting for a suitable occasion to use that "by the quivering -- and so forth and so on" but up until now nothing has been bad enough. -To Be Continued- [Image of a happy man walking away from a stump with a back-shaped are missing on its side.]