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Walt's Wramblings, issue 4, circa 1943

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[[drawing of a creature related tot he story with caption]] snulbug's grampa poobug

Re the article on the Marie Celeste in Zizzle Pop. Mebbe you all would be interested in the story of the Patriot. The Patriot is another one of those 'everything in order' crew missing ships. The daughter of Aaron Burr decided to go get her father and let him live out his days with herself and her husband. Just a day or so before she decided to take the trip she got the idea that her Dad would be more likely to come back with her if she had her portrait painted. So she had her portrait painted and it boarded the ship immediately before her. Neither Thoedosia Burr or any of the crew of this ill-fated ship were ever seen again. Eighty years later a doctor went to the ramshackled shack of a woman, a lowly beachcomber, there among her affects was the portrait that Aaron Burrs' daughter had painted for her father. It seems that during a particulary violent storm the Patriot was sighted just off the reefs and gallant band of men went out to try and save her. When they boarded her there was not a soul on board. Everything was in order, the dishes stacked, the beds made and so forth. As all good beachcombers are want to do they pillaged the ship and left her to be dashed to pieces on the rocks. By the time the owner of the portrait got there, rather her father got there all that was left was the portrait. Thus we have another unexplained mystery of the sea. What happened to Theodosia Burr and the crow of the ship, why was everything in order? Do all these strange sea mysteries have rational explanations, I wonder! Incidentally, the portrait is not a part of the collection of one Herbert Pratt of Glenview, Long Island.
See Ima Huckster and Hooza Fishmonger in "Vending on Venus"
You puzzle fiends can figure this one out:
Stand    Took    To    Taking    I    You     Throw    My.
See Mary Prairie and Sonny Meadows in "Foiled in the Fields"
Frank Robinson and Ecco Connor have developed a sudden passion for collecting National Geographic Magazines. While I don't share their enthusiasm and never expect to be an avid collector of said magazines there are certain issues of this magazine that should be of interest to flans.
The July 1939 issue has eight color paintings of astronomy, like those that appear on Astounding from time to time. They are might attractive paintings, much more attractive than those that appear on Astounging covers. The February 1942 issue has innumerable paintings of Dinosaurs, Mastodons, Pterodactyls, etc. If you have no originals to put on your wall, these do a mighty job of taking their place.
See Darlene Diddle and Patrick Passion in "Moonlight, Beyond Recall"
Gosh, wow, boyOboy, I've been working in a new stock room out here at the plant and they have a now electric mimeograph which makes me drool down to my toes. They have a super duper mimeoscope which makes me drooler and they have a Ditto machine which makes me droolost. Gosh, efen I was only a rich man. Incidentally I brought some of my stencils from home and run them off on the mimeo, the results you have in your hands.

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[[drawing of a creature related tot he story with caption]] snulbug's grampa poobug Re the article on the Marie Celeste in Zizzle Pop. Mebbe you all would be interested in the story of the Patriot. The Patriot is another one of those 'everything in order' crew missing ships. The daughter of Aaron Burr decided to go get her father and let him live out his days with herself and her husband. Just a day or so before she decided to take the trip she got the idea that her Dad would be more likely to come back with her if she had her portrait painted. So she had her portrait painted and it boarded the ship immediately before her. Neither Thoedosia Burr or any of the crew of this ill-fated ship were ever seen again. Eighty years later a doctor went to the ramshackled shack of a woman, a lowly beachcomber, there among her affects was the portrait that Aaron Burrs' daughter had painted for her father. It seems that during a particulary violent storm the Patriot was sighted just off the reefs and gallant band of men went out to try and save her. When they boarded her there was not a soul on board. Everything was in order, the dishes stacked, the beds made and so forth. As all good beachcombers are want to do they pillaged the ship and left her to be dashed to pieces on the rocks. By the time the owner of the portrait got there, rather her father got there all that was left was the portrait. Thus we have another unexplained mystery of the sea. What happened to Theodosia Burr and the crow of the ship, why was everything in order? Do all these strange sea mysteries have rational explanations, I wonder! Incidentally, the portrait is not a part of the collection of one Herbert Pratt of Glenview, Long Island. See Ima Huckster and Hooza Fishmonger in "Vending on Venus" You puzzle fiends can figure this one out: Stand Took To Taking I You Throw My. See Mary Prairie and Sonny Meadows in "Foiled in the Fields" Frank Robinson and Ecco Connor have developed a sudden passion for collecting National Geographic Magazines. While I don't share their enthusiasm and never expect to be an avid collector of said magazines there are certain issues of this magazine that should be of interest to flans. The July 1939 issue has eight color paintings of astronomy, like those that appear on Astounding from time to time. They are might attractive paintings, much more attractive than those that appear on Astounging covers. The February 1942 issue has innumerable paintings of Dinosaurs, Mastodons, Pterodactyls, etc. If you have no originals to put on your wall, these do a mighty job of taking their place. See Darlene Diddle and Patrick Passion in "Moonlight, Beyond Recall" Gosh, wow, boyOboy, I've been working in a new stock room out here at the plant and they have a now electric mimeograph which makes me drool down to my toes. They have a super duper mimeoscope which makes me drooler and they have a Ditto machine which makes me droolost. Gosh, efen I was only a rich man. Incidentally I brought some of my stencils from home and run them off on the mimeo, the results you have in your hands.