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Acolyte, v. 2, issue 3, whole no. 7, Summer 1944
Page 24
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seized the clipping which gave the detailed account of Bullit's death. He read it twice and dropped it as if the entire episode had an unpleasant odor. He cleared his throat. "You know, Anderson, it's very strange. The newspaper says that Bullit didn't die immediately. He was taken to a hospital, where he screamed and raved about some [underlined] thing coming to life and chasing him, haunting his every footstep. Some small, dark thing.... "And by the way, you say you knew Carver well. Did you ever see that--thing on his side? What did it look like?" I didn't answer right away. I lit another cigaret. "Yes, and it wasn't a nice sight. I saw it one time, as he guessed, when he passed out, and I had to undress him and put him to bed. I'd say it was a sort of deformed 'Siamese twin' that just never developed normally." Our eyes met across the table. We never mentioned the subject again. [line break] ********************* [title underlined] EDITORIALLY SPEAKING. (Concluded from page 2) or critical in nature. While we have several pieces along these lines promised to us, at the moment we have practically nothing of this nature actually on hand. Can [underlined] you help us?....Before he went into the army, Dalvan Coger started a hard-cover checklist of Frank Owen; if any of you are in a position to finish it up, please let us know, and we will send you his notes....We also need [underlined] good poetry; fiction, however, is desired only by arrangement....The next issue is rather nebulous at the moment; however, it will be highlighted by another short-story by Anthony Boucher, something or other by Lovecraft, and will probably feature stories by R. H. Barlow and Fritz Leiber, Jr. The cover will be by Howard Wandrei. [line break] ********************* [poem] SATAN'S HOLE Evil spawns in the shallows at Satan's Hole Where man meets the Devil to sell his soul. Bend the knee quickly, and say a prayer... They never return who linger there. The chasm is wide, and the pool is deep. From under the waters, shadows leap. Can those be rocks which leer and stare? They never return who linger there. Bats dart low in the dim half-light. The wail of a banshee is heard, and Fright, Vulture-like, swoops through the dank, foul air... They never return who linger there. Shrill blows the wind, sobbing and sighing. Voices lament, moaning and crying. A werewolf howls from his hidden lair... They never return who linger there. Slow-dripping water--or is it the sound Of globules of blood from and open wound? Pass the spot swiftly--beware, beware... They never return who linger there. --Rita Barr [centered] -- 24 --
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seized the clipping which gave the detailed account of Bullit's death. He read it twice and dropped it as if the entire episode had an unpleasant odor. He cleared his throat. "You know, Anderson, it's very strange. The newspaper says that Bullit didn't die immediately. He was taken to a hospital, where he screamed and raved about some [underlined] thing coming to life and chasing him, haunting his every footstep. Some small, dark thing.... "And by the way, you say you knew Carver well. Did you ever see that--thing on his side? What did it look like?" I didn't answer right away. I lit another cigaret. "Yes, and it wasn't a nice sight. I saw it one time, as he guessed, when he passed out, and I had to undress him and put him to bed. I'd say it was a sort of deformed 'Siamese twin' that just never developed normally." Our eyes met across the table. We never mentioned the subject again. [line break] ********************* [title underlined] EDITORIALLY SPEAKING. (Concluded from page 2) or critical in nature. While we have several pieces along these lines promised to us, at the moment we have practically nothing of this nature actually on hand. Can [underlined] you help us?....Before he went into the army, Dalvan Coger started a hard-cover checklist of Frank Owen; if any of you are in a position to finish it up, please let us know, and we will send you his notes....We also need [underlined] good poetry; fiction, however, is desired only by arrangement....The next issue is rather nebulous at the moment; however, it will be highlighted by another short-story by Anthony Boucher, something or other by Lovecraft, and will probably feature stories by R. H. Barlow and Fritz Leiber, Jr. The cover will be by Howard Wandrei. [line break] ********************* [poem] SATAN'S HOLE Evil spawns in the shallows at Satan's Hole Where man meets the Devil to sell his soul. Bend the knee quickly, and say a prayer... They never return who linger there. The chasm is wide, and the pool is deep. From under the waters, shadows leap. Can those be rocks which leer and stare? They never return who linger there. Bats dart low in the dim half-light. The wail of a banshee is heard, and Fright, Vulture-like, swoops through the dank, foul air... They never return who linger there. Shrill blows the wind, sobbing and sighing. Voices lament, moaning and crying. A werewolf howls from his hidden lair... They never return who linger there. Slow-dripping water--or is it the sound Of globules of blood from and open wound? Pass the spot swiftly--beware, beware... They never return who linger there. --Rita Barr [centered] -- 24 --
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