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Spaceways, v. 4, issue 1, whole no. 24, December 1941

12                       SPACEWAYS

[centered] IF I WEREWOLF

we arrived, all was dark, save for a queer glow in one room, and we swarmed silently into the building, and into the one lighted room. And there, as we materialized into our were-forms again, we saw indeed Jack Speer--but through a haze of blue incense, which dimly revealed to us the appalling fact that he stood within a perfect pentagram and, clad in an astrologer's cloak and conical hat, was weaving a spell, as yet not quite complete, whose power already was strong enough to chill, repel, and keep us at bay.
[centered] To Be Continued
[line break]-----------------------
[inside box] 6 WHAT THEY ARE ABOUT 
by
J. MICHAEL ROSENBLUM
[illustration of open book]

The British Barbarians, by Grant Allen. P. John Lane--a "Hill Top" novel. Quite a surprise, this book; it fooled three of us book collectors who glanced through it to find whether it was stf. or not. A fairly ordinary nineteenth century love story by a prolific author of that period--but! Just as true love is finally foiled, the hero reveals all: he comes from the twenty-fifth century to probe into the almost-prehistoric happenings of the date the book was written. To me, at any rate, an original theme.
The Man Who Made Gold, by Hilaire Belloc, illustrated by G. K. Chesterton. P. Arrowsmith; first edition, 1930. A none-too-serious story of a chemistry professor,who is tempted and purloins a method of transmuting lead into gold discovered by a brilliant pupil, who conveniently dies at the beginning of the yarn. Of this poor innocent's treatment in the world of big business where he is lucky enough to have some influential friends, of his short period of affluence, of his loss of the catalyst and the final solving of all difficulties by creating a new department of the League of Nations with eminent and lucrative positions for all concerned in the matter. Well worth reading.

[[handwritten number 4]] ARE YOU SURE?
by
WALTER C. LIEBSCHER
Have you ever wondered, alone at eve
With the shadows of night around you
Of things that are, of things may be
Of creatures that may surround you
Have you ever questioned the why of man
Or how he came to be
Where are we going, why are we doing
Why them, why you, why me
Is man the master of his fate
Or is he just a puppet
Do we grow an arm, an ear, a leg
That incarnate fiends may sup it
Are we the tools of a greater thing
Of a light that shines eternal
Or just a toy, a jest, a laugh
To a being most infernal
In the tree of life in the cosmos vast
Is man an important twig
Or is he a smaller, a lesser thing
And just a guinea pig?

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12 SPACEWAYS [centered] IF I WEREWOLF we arrived, all was dark, save for a queer glow in one room, and we swarmed silently into the building, and into the one lighted room. And there, as we materialized into our were-forms again, we saw indeed Jack Speer--but through a haze of blue incense, which dimly revealed to us the appalling fact that he stood within a perfect pentagram and, clad in an astrologer's cloak and conical hat, was weaving a spell, as yet not quite complete, whose power already was strong enough to chill, repel, and keep us at bay. [centered] To Be Continued [line break]----------------------- [inside box] 6 WHAT THEY ARE ABOUT by J. MICHAEL ROSENBLUM [illustration of open book] The British Barbarians, by Grant Allen. P. John Lane--a "Hill Top" novel. Quite a surprise, this book; it fooled three of us book collectors who glanced through it to find whether it was stf. or not. A fairly ordinary nineteenth century love story by a prolific author of that period--but! Just as true love is finally foiled, the hero reveals all: he comes from the twenty-fifth century to probe into the almost-prehistoric happenings of the date the book was written. To me, at any rate, an original theme. The Man Who Made Gold, by Hilaire Belloc, illustrated by G. K. Chesterton. P. Arrowsmith; first edition, 1930. A none-too-serious story of a chemistry professor,who is tempted and purloins a method of transmuting lead into gold discovered by a brilliant pupil, who conveniently dies at the beginning of the yarn. Of this poor innocent's treatment in the world of big business where he is lucky enough to have some influential friends, of his short period of affluence, of his loss of the catalyst and the final solving of all difficulties by creating a new department of the League of Nations with eminent and lucrative positions for all concerned in the matter. Well worth reading. [[handwritten number 4]] ARE YOU SURE? by WALTER C. LIEBSCHER Have you ever wondered, alone at eve With the shadows of night around you Of things that are, of things may be Of creatures that may surround you Have you ever questioned the why of man Or how he came to be Where are we going, why are we doing Why them, why you, why me Is man the master of his fate Or is he just a puppet Do we grow an arm, an ear, a leg That incarnate fiends may sup it Are we the tools of a greater thing Of a light that shines eternal Or just a toy, a jest, a laugh To a being most infernal In the tree of life in the cosmos vast Is man an important twig Or is he a smaller, a lesser thing And just a guinea pig?