with letters from William F. Zuckert, Richard F. Behm, Gertrude Hemken, Manly Wade Wellman, Robert A. Madle, N. J. O'Neail, Richard Kraft, Karl K. Webber, Julius Hopkins, M. W. Schauffler, Bernard Austin Dwyer, Wilfred Wright, J. Vernon Shea, Jr., Margaret H. Gray, Michael Liene, Alvin V. Pershing, J. Mackay Tait, T. O. Mabbott, James Whiting Saunders, Paul L. McCleave, Seymour Kapetansky, Harold F. Keating, Howard Brenton MacDonald, H. W. Marian, Andrew Galet, Orin S. McFarland and Flo M. Post

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with letters from William F. Zuckert, Richard F. Behm, Gertrude Hemken, Manly Wade Wellman, Robert A. Madle, N. J. O'Neail, Richard Kraft, Karl K. Webber, Julius Hopkins, M. W. Schauffler, Bernard Austin Dwyer, Wilfred Wright, J. Vernon Shea, Jr., Margaret H. Gray, Michael Liene, Alvin V. Pershing, J. Mackay Tait, T. O. Mabbott, James Whiting Saunders, Paul L. McCleave, Seymour Kapetansky, Harold F. Keating, Howard Brenton MacDonald, H. W. Marian, Andrew Galet, Orin S. McFarland and Flo M. Post ../../ (1938)

Because a man walking along a lonely country road in a rainstorm is to encounter, half a mile farther on, a grisly werewolf is no reason, that I can see, for the limbs of the trees to appear like skeleton arms reaching out for him, or for the raindrops to fall with the sound of hissing snakes bent upon his destruction, or for the wind to howl at him with the voices of a thousand haunted spirits.
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with letters from William F. Zuckert, Richard F. Behm, Gertrude Hemken, Manly Wade Wellman, Robert A. Madle, N. J. O'Neail, Richard Kraft, Karl K. Webber, Julius Hopkins, M. W. Schauffler, Bernard Austin Dwyer, Wilfred Wright, J. Vernon Shea, Jr., Margaret H. Gray, Michael Liene, Alvin V. Pershing, J. Mackay Tait, T. O. Mabbott, James Whiting Saunders, Paul L. McCleave, Seymour Kapetansky, Harold F. Keating, Howard Brenton MacDonald, H. W. Marian, Andrew Galet, Orin S. McFarland and Flo M. Post ../../ (1938)

Horror rarely sets the stage before descending upon us. I wish it did! When it strikes, it strikes suddenly, without warning. From happiness we are switched to misery and back again almost without knowing how it all happened. The trouble with striving constantly for this kind of atmosphere is that it defeats its own purpose. You are plunged into gloom with the story's first paragraph and are mentally prepared for anything that may happen. When I bought a volume of Poe's works some years ago, I naturally waded through those dealing in horror first.
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with letters from William F. Zuckert, Richard F. Behm, Gertrude Hemken, Manly Wade Wellman, Robert A. Madle, N. J. O'Neail, Richard Kraft, Karl K. Webber, Julius Hopkins, M. W. Schauffler, Bernard Austin Dwyer, Wilfred Wright, J. Vernon Shea, Jr., Margaret H. Gray, Michael Liene, Alvin V. Pershing, J. Mackay Tait, T. O. Mabbott, James Whiting Saunders, Paul L. McCleave, Seymour Kapetansky, Harold F. Keating, Howard Brenton MacDonald, H. W. Marian, Andrew Galet, Orin S. McFarland and Flo M. Post ../../ (1938)

But your January issue compels me to write for the rhird time, to express a compliment and a complaint. First the compliment. Roads, by Seabury Quinn, stands out as the most beautiful piece of fantasy ever published in any magazine. From early in the story the outcome was obvious, yet at no time did it detract from the beauty or interest of the compelling and reverent treatment of a sacred theme. Mr. Quinn is indeed to be congratulated upon his ability, and I wish to extend to him my personal thanks for enriching my Christmas by his magnificent story.
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