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Le Zombie, whole no. 53, May-June 1943
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The second day we haunted the Field Museum, inspecting the ancient and honorable Egyptians, and the more ancient prehistoric Man, with few side-trips into precious stones, Mayan culture, bronze work and the gent's room. Abby Lu got lost among the mummified Egyptians ans a Boy Scout (myself) finally found her. She was standing in front of a venerable old gentleman-mummy, working her womanly wiles on the hapless creature. Considering that he hadn't enjoyed a womans' company for about 5000 years, he was remarkably cold towards her. Thru an error I was partly responsible for, Frances spent two futile hours looking for us at the wrong museum. Enraged when she finally found us by guessing where we were, she threatened to desert the party. I pacified her by promising to mention her name on page 3 of this issue. and awarding her a lifetime subscription to LeZ. She later gave me a nickle to ease her conscience. I wondered at the time whom she borrowed that one from. Among the minor but interesting happenings were these: Al attempted to cheat an honest streetcar conductor of a penny; an attractive lass on the elevated tried to make Coger but he didn't know she was there (really didn't); a suitcase handle broke in the middle of an overpass (bridge across a street to a depot), and while an astonished cop looked on, everyone stopped there to repair it; certain unmentionables in the party persisted in leaving telephone slugs under dinner plates as tips to waitresses; big-hearted Al paid everyone's hotel bill (incidentally cheating the clerk) (and probably making a mental note to charge that to the NFFF); no native of Chicago knows a thing about the city; Helen Perry bought some grapes at a fabulous price and then left them in a dime store; Abby Lu munched on huge apples as she window-shopped; in late-at-night sessions Al attempted to explain the Battle Creek "slan shack" (fan housing project) but made little headway against hecklers who insisted on stealing bricks and painting Finlay nudes on the bottom of the swimming pool; no one thought to call on Palmer. Conclusion reached: taxi drivers are confirmed crooks. CONFAB DEPT: A "staplecon" developed recently at 530 Staples ave., famous old San Francisco address of Ackerman. Ackerman went home on leave and forgot to close the front door. A souvenir letter from the gathering, dated May 16, contains the autographs of: Tom Wright, Geo. Ebey , Bill Watson, R.A. Hoffman, Harry Honig, James Kepner, Barbara Wrede , A.M. MacDermott, Lester Anderson, Lou Goldstone, Phyllis White, and two other persons whose signatures are practically undecipherable. Will some nice reader who attended same please forward the two unknown names. 43 was also on it of course. Hoffman drew a pretty picture at the top. EYEBROW LIFTER DEPT: Mary Gnaedinger once rejected Ashleys' Nova. The first issue was mailed to her as a complimentary copy (as well as the othr editors), but a few weeks later back came the copy with a regulation rejection slip, thanking them for the privilege of reading their mss., but it wasn't quite suited to their needs. Ashley promptly rejected the rejection slip and mailed it and the copy back to her again. This time she kept it (or the office boy swiped it). COLD SHOULDER DEPT: Copies of the last issue of LeZ were mailed to the new Yorker magazine and Angelica Gibbs. They are strangely silent.
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The second day we haunted the Field Museum, inspecting the ancient and honorable Egyptians, and the more ancient prehistoric Man, with few side-trips into precious stones, Mayan culture, bronze work and the gent's room. Abby Lu got lost among the mummified Egyptians ans a Boy Scout (myself) finally found her. She was standing in front of a venerable old gentleman-mummy, working her womanly wiles on the hapless creature. Considering that he hadn't enjoyed a womans' company for about 5000 years, he was remarkably cold towards her. Thru an error I was partly responsible for, Frances spent two futile hours looking for us at the wrong museum. Enraged when she finally found us by guessing where we were, she threatened to desert the party. I pacified her by promising to mention her name on page 3 of this issue. and awarding her a lifetime subscription to LeZ. She later gave me a nickle to ease her conscience. I wondered at the time whom she borrowed that one from. Among the minor but interesting happenings were these: Al attempted to cheat an honest streetcar conductor of a penny; an attractive lass on the elevated tried to make Coger but he didn't know she was there (really didn't); a suitcase handle broke in the middle of an overpass (bridge across a street to a depot), and while an astonished cop looked on, everyone stopped there to repair it; certain unmentionables in the party persisted in leaving telephone slugs under dinner plates as tips to waitresses; big-hearted Al paid everyone's hotel bill (incidentally cheating the clerk) (and probably making a mental note to charge that to the NFFF); no native of Chicago knows a thing about the city; Helen Perry bought some grapes at a fabulous price and then left them in a dime store; Abby Lu munched on huge apples as she window-shopped; in late-at-night sessions Al attempted to explain the Battle Creek "slan shack" (fan housing project) but made little headway against hecklers who insisted on stealing bricks and painting Finlay nudes on the bottom of the swimming pool; no one thought to call on Palmer. Conclusion reached: taxi drivers are confirmed crooks. CONFAB DEPT: A "staplecon" developed recently at 530 Staples ave., famous old San Francisco address of Ackerman. Ackerman went home on leave and forgot to close the front door. A souvenir letter from the gathering, dated May 16, contains the autographs of: Tom Wright, Geo. Ebey , Bill Watson, R.A. Hoffman, Harry Honig, James Kepner, Barbara Wrede , A.M. MacDermott, Lester Anderson, Lou Goldstone, Phyllis White, and two other persons whose signatures are practically undecipherable. Will some nice reader who attended same please forward the two unknown names. 43 was also on it of course. Hoffman drew a pretty picture at the top. EYEBROW LIFTER DEPT: Mary Gnaedinger once rejected Ashleys' Nova. The first issue was mailed to her as a complimentary copy (as well as the othr editors), but a few weeks later back came the copy with a regulation rejection slip, thanking them for the privilege of reading their mss., but it wasn't quite suited to their needs. Ashley promptly rejected the rejection slip and mailed it and the copy back to her again. This time she kept it (or the office boy swiped it). COLD SHOULDER DEPT: Copies of the last issue of LeZ were mailed to the new Yorker magazine and Angelica Gibbs. They are strangely silent.
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