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THE SCIENCE FICTION SCOUT is published monthly by COSMIC PUBLICATIONS, 137-07, 32nd Avenue, Flushing, New York. James V. Taurasi . . . . . . . . EDITOR
VOLUME 2 -- NUMBER 3 -o- DECEMBER, 1936   -o-  W H O L E  NUMBER  9

THE EDITOR'S CORNER
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Starting with this issue, THE SCIE-NCE FICTION SCOUT will be published monthly and be given free to sub-scribers of FANTASY NEWS. It will take the place of SPACE LINES, INC. There will be no editorial restric-tion to the new SCOUT, we will pub-lish any item of science-fiction, that we think will interest the re-aders, be they fiction, poems, ar-ticles or what-not. Material and comments will be appreciated. (JVT)

Reprint 
Department
THE MONARCH OF MARS
by ALLEN GLASSER
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(REPRINTED from THE PLANET, Oct 130)
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He sits alone, on a crimson throne,
The last of a dying race;
And his ruby crown seems to weigh 
him down,
As he stares into empty space. 
-------
He thinks once more of the years
before,
When he ruled o'er a planet
proud;
And he hears again the acclaim of
me
Who are now but dust in the
shroud. 
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He, too, must pass on,
where the
rest have gone,
to that sphere from which
none come back;
And a lifeless globe, in a blood-
red robe,
Shall career on its destined
track
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Next month's reprint: THE HISTORY OF SCIENCE FICTION, by Mort Weisinger. Reprinted from THE PLANET. 
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This Months Fiction:
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WROO-WREE; or, THE BLACK SPACE PACK
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Another Midgetale by
WILLIAM S. SYKORA

Hollow silence prevaded all space. The darkness was black with neg-ative space. In the far, dim dis-tance, a pale, wan streak of yell-owish light shimmered indistinct-ly. Slowly the filament of light lengthened, and then the sound was heard. it pulsed evenly, fisrt sounding low, far down the musi-cal scale; then extremely high, extending almost beyond the range of audibility. 
"Wroo-wree", "Wroo-wree", "Wroo-wree", it said, and the light pulsed with it too. 
A pale haze seemed to emanate from the thin light streak. Pale it was, like the dawn, and paler. And as the blackness of blank space faded, the sound be-came softer, fainter, hardly per-ceptible. The haze grew slowly lighter, the light gradually st-

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THE SCIENCE FICTION SCOUT is published monthly by COSMIC PUBLICATIONS, 137-07, 32nd Avenue, Flushing, New York. James V. Taurasi . . . . . . . . EDITOR VOLUME 2 -- NUMBER 3 -o- DECEMBER, 1936 -o- W H O L E NUMBER 9 THE EDITOR'S CORNER **************************** Starting with this issue, THE SCIE-NCE FICTION SCOUT will be published monthly and be given free to sub-scribers of FANTASY NEWS. It will take the place of SPACE LINES, INC. There will be no editorial restric-tion to the new SCOUT, we will pub-lish any item of science-fiction, that we think will interest the re-aders, be they fiction, poems, ar-ticles or what-not. Material and comments will be appreciated. (JVT) Reprint Department THE MONARCH OF MARS by ALLEN GLASSER -------------------------------- (REPRINTED from THE PLANET, Oct 130) -------------------------------- He sits alone, on a crimson throne, The last of a dying race; And his ruby crown seems to weigh him down, As he stares into empty space. ------- He thinks once more of the years before, When he ruled o'er a planet proud; And he hears again the acclaim of me Who are now but dust in the shroud. -------- He, too, must pass on, where the rest have gone, to that sphere from which none come back; And a lifeless globe, in a blood- red robe, Shall career on its destined track ________________________ -o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o- ________________________ Next month's reprint: THE HISTORY OF SCIENCE FICTION, by Mort Weisinger. Reprinted from THE PLANET. ________________________ -o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o- ________________________ This Months Fiction: ------------------------------------ WROO-WREE; or, THE BLACK SPACE PACK ------------------------------------ Another Midgetale by WILLIAM S. SYKORA Hollow silence prevaded all space. The darkness was black with neg-ative space. In the far, dim dis-tance, a pale, wan streak of yell-owish light shimmered indistinct-ly. Slowly the filament of light lengthened, and then the sound was heard. it pulsed evenly, fisrt sounding low, far down the musi-cal scale; then extremely high, extending almost beyond the range of audibility. "Wroo-wree", "Wroo-wree", "Wroo-wree", it said, and the light pulsed with it too. A pale haze seemed to emanate from the thin light streak. Pale it was, like the dawn, and paler. And as the blackness of blank space faded, the sound be-came softer, fainter, hardly per-ceptible. The haze grew slowly lighter, the light gradually st-