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“New York to Paris in ten hours! This marvelous giant of the future will make such a trip with ease, flying in the stratosphere, high above all storms and danger, carrying hundreds of passengers in luxurious comfort.
“When we stop to consider the progress of aerial science during the years since the Wrights lifted their unwieldy craft aloft, we can’t help but make an attempt to picture the plane of the future. Already the day of the giant airliner has come, and the trend is definitely toward large size and toward higher flight levels. We will build larger ships as time goes by, and we will send them higher, until finally we utilize the stratosphere lanes where exist the ideal conditions to insure swift transportation to any part of the globe with the greatest possible safety factor. No storms, no uncertain conditions, no varying ceiling, but uniform and prevailing weather factors which can be permanently charted. That these giants of the heights will hurtle through the rarefied air at cruising speeds of 450 miles per hour, at the 50,000-foot level is not a vague dream but a scientific feasibility. In this graphic diagram we have attempted to depict the stratosphere airliner of 50 years from now, with a few of the scientific marvels of construction and engineering that will make it an actuality.”
“The crouching, shackled scientists are surprised and horrified by the entrance of the leader of the visitors from the comet – a grotesque, nightmarish figure, whose body was a cylinder of smooth black metal instead of flesh; who had four spider-like metal lower limbs and four metal tentacles instead of arms. On top of this body was a small cube which could be turned at will in any direction, and in each side of which was a single circle of soft glowing light, instead of eyes. It seemed to be of a high order of intelligence. . .
“In presenting this new author to our readers, all we can say is that we hope that this story will not be the last one by Mr. Hamilton to appear in AMAZING STORIES. For sheer audacity of imagination and for the presentation of good scientifiction, we believe that Mr. Hamilton will soon find a place of his own in the minds of every reader. There is so much that is novel, so much that is interesting in this story, that we are sure that it will be widely acclaimed by everyone.”
(Through the late 1920s and early 1930s Edmond Hamilton wrote for all of the science fiction pulp magazines and was very popular as an author of space opera, a subgenre he created along with E.E. “Doc” Smith. Hamilton was the primary force behind the “Captain Future” franchise, a science fiction pulp that won him many fans. In 1942, he began writing for DC Comics and was instrumental in the early growth of the “Legion of Super-Heroes” feature, as one of its first regular writers.)
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Published in “Amazing Stories Quarterly,” Vol. 1, No. 4 (Fall, 1928).
“… pointed in different directions – we can easily steer toward any given point, merely by turning one or more of the tubes in the direction opposite from that in which we desire to go, and shooting a charge of explosive gas through the tubes. . .That isn’t perfect, but I think it will be close enough for now. My mechanism for controlling the rocket tubes is very crude and imperfect. When I get time, I expect to work it out in such a way that the rockets can be operated automatically by means of the joy stick – just like ordinary flying. For the time being, however, our present method will serve the purpose. I think.” [Quoting the story]
[Note: Our spacefarers in the “Spirit of Youth” used the rudder and prop to get the plane high enough above the earth. Then they kicked in the rockets for the journey into space. Sounds a bit like Virgin Galactic’s strategy for getting into space, except that the “Spirit of Youth” made it all the way to the moon. I wonder if Richard Branson read “Amazing Stories” in his youth.]
The cover art by Robert Gibson Jones is for "The Insane Planet" (novelet) by Alexander Blade (house Pseud.). The issue also Includes "M'Bong-Ah" (short novel) by Rog Phillips; "The Venemous Girdle" by Lester Barclay; "The Immortal Menace" by Craig Browning [Rog Phillips]; "Lunar Legacy" by Charles Recour; and "Half-Way Street" by Joseph R. Galt.
“What was the dread secret of the clouded emerald-like box with its blood-red, ‘sinking’ inscription? And what had it to do with the horror that threatened all connected with the eccentric millionaire who owned the box?”
The millionaire’s niece and doctor are “swept up into a nightmare chase across the Atlantic in a desperate battle with eldritch forces from a drowned kingdom.”
[Synopsis at Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/book/show/4358436-claimed]
The novel first appeared in 1920 as a three-part serial in Argosy magazine. The author, Francis Stevens (pen name of Gertrude Barrows) has been called “the most gifted woman writer of science fiction and science fantasy between Mary Shelley and C. L. Moore.”
As a team of geologists explore deep in the Yucatan jungle, they find themselves near the ruins of an ancient Mayan temple. It is an amazing sight. But what they don’t understand about these crumbling ruins is that they were also the site of an ancient alien spaceport – a spaceport that is still active. They soon find themselves attacked by alien raiders from the dark side of the moon! One of the geologists, Richard Carson, hides in the shadows, barely escaping with his life. He watches, horrified, as his colleagues are all horribly slain, with one lone survivor, Dr. Howland, being taken prisoner by the alien beasts. Howland then finds himself with a one-way ticket back to the moon, where a lost race of turtle-like moon beings plans the eventual conquest of the Earth, a planet they had once ruled, eons in the past.
Edmond Hamilton (1904-1977) began his career in 1926 as a writer for “Weird Tales.” He was a member of the remarkable group of writers assembled by “Weird Tales” editor Farnsworth Wright that included H.P. Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard. Hamilton became one of the magazine’s most prolific contributors, with 79 works of fiction published from 1926 to 1948.
Through the late 1920s and early 1930s Hamilton wrote for all the science fiction pulp magazines, and contributed horror and thriller stories to other magazines as well. He was the primary force behind the Captain Future franchise, a pulp designed for juvenile readers that won him many fans, but diminished his reputation in later years when science fiction moved away from space opera. Hamilton was always associated with an extravagant, romantic, high-adventure style of science fiction, perhaps best represented by his 1947 novel “The Star Kings,” about a 20th-century man flung 2000 centuries into the future where he is Prince of a Galactic Empire.
In 1942, Hamilton began writing for DC Comics specializing in stories for their characters Superman and Batman.
[Source: Wikipedia]
The illustrations are from “Moon People of Jupiter” by Isaac R. Nathanson in “Amazing Stories Quarterly,” Vol. 4, No. 2 (Spring, 1931).
“Commander Lowell looked on, a happy smile on his face. ‘All right, everybody,’ he finally commanded. ‘We still have lots of work before us. Many of our repairs are not of a permanent nature. We must land somewhere.’. . . The choice narrowed down between Io and Europa as the only bodies on which a safe landing might possibly be made. . . further careful observations revealing signs of an atmosphere, we decided to attempt a landing on Io. . .
“We were now only a little more than 300,000 miles from Jupiter, and only about 50,000 miles from Io, which was approaching us fast; and we steered straight for that satellite, with all hands standing by.
“As we neared its surface, the engines braked hard. The final signal to land was given. We circled the surface of Io at a high rate of speed, but could not control the ship as formerly. Diving down at an oblique angle to within a few miles, we shot along, still going at about five miles a minute; barely cleared some extraordinarily high mountains, and continued at a slower pace toward open country; the ship the while settling rapidly and partially out of control.
“Skimming the surface, we finally made a long, scraping landing, with considerable force, sufficiently hard to throw us all to the floor, but with no serious injury.
“As we struck the surface, and above the grating and grinding of the ship, a loud commotion arose outside and cries rang out on all sides of us, the sounds carrying through the steel walls of our space-ship. On looking out, I was dumbfounded to see that we had landed right in the midst of some great city; and in our imperfect descent, had created great destruction, wrecking many of the buildings, and killing and maiming numbers of the inhabitants. . .” [Quoting the story]
Answer: The sodium lines revealed a morse code from Jupiter telling this strange story.
“In the center of one of these groups on a great crystal chair, reclined a creature of about eight feet in height, whose shining silver scales reflected the mingled light with a dull gleaming radiance. . . Assured by a nod from Moa, I knew it was the Magu, and I looked at it curiously.” [Accompanying description]
The setting is an underground city on the third moon of Jupiter (referred to in the story as "Five-Three," the third moon of the fifth planet). The young man is Davie. He ended up unexpectedly with his dad on a journey aboard dad’s secretly-built spaceship to Mars, which got diverted to Jupiter’s moon instead. His dad did not survive the rough landing on the moon.
The young lady, Moa, is a resident of the underground city on Jupiter’s moon and can converse with Davie in Greek. Her ancestors were from “Atlanta-Mu” (Atlantis) and were taken captive by men of Mars millennia ago. According to Moa, “the men of Four (Mars) came down in seven great metal ships and landed in the Palace Gardens in Atlanta-Mu just after its defeat by the Greeks. . . The men of Atlanta-Mu were superstitious and thought these strange things were fiends of some kind, because they thought that their Gods looked like us, you see, and so they fought the men of Four (Mars). . . In that battle many people were captured and all kinds of things . . . were crowded into the metal ships and carried to the white cities of Four.”
“But, Moa, tell me then why you are here and not on Four?”
“Because these men [the Beetle-men seen in the background] of Five-Three breathe the air about the density that we are used to. . . Four is a very old world, Davie, and I suppose that they look upon our little span of history as a day and upon us as children. . . The men of Five-Three are kind and allow us a great deal of liberty in their city.”
“And who is this Magu?”
“A scientist from Four who lives in the observatory and consults with the inner circle of learned men from Five-Three on their problems.”
“A sort of commander-in-chief from Mars?”
“Not a commander – just adviser. He does not stay here long. Another relieves him and he goes back to Four to recover. It is the atmospheric pressure – you see, it is as if we were to go down to the sea floor. We can stay for a while, but not very long.” [Excerpts from a conversation between Moa and Davie]
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"Lucile Taylor Hansen (1897 – 1976) was an American writer of science fiction and popular science articles and books who used a male writing persona for the early part of her career. She is the author of eight short stories, nearly sixty nonfiction articles popularizing anthropology and geology, and three nonfiction books." -- Wikipedia
Theme of the week is Tarantino inspired!!
I have the cool Mia Wallace type wig, so I was pretty sure that I wanted to do a Pulp Fiction type photo. I was looking on line today and there are quite a few Mia Wallace type photos that, in my mind, have been seriously overdone. So I wanted to try something on my own. I was feeling a bit Mia Wallace-y. Maybe it didnt quite transfer to film, but I kinda had a shot in my mind, and this is pretty close to it. So I just rolled with it,
"Rebirth of the Human Race!”
Characters over a thousand years old remember how things use to be before some catastrophe had destroyed everything on earth.
Though interesting, the story is dated and racist, typical of the early twentieth century when it was written.
“Commanders leading their army of ants to battle against their enemy, the A-urians, over the important matter of climate.” [Accompanying cover description]
Considered one of Coblentz’s most bizarre and most interesting futuristic fantasies, the novel concerns Henry Merwin, who after taking part in an experiment finds himself 12,000 years in the future. Taken captive by a giant race, he is forced to care for their insect pets. He falls in love with a fellow prisoner, Luellan, but his captors will not allow them to marry. Instead, he is forced to go to war with his insect charges. The insects eventually grow to such a size that they take over much of the earth. Merwin escapes to rescue Luellan.
The novel was published in book form in 1950 by Fantasy Publishing, Inc. (FPCI) and regarded as one of the stronger titles from this publisher. Groff Conklin of “Galaxy Science Fiction” said in 1951 that the story was “one of the most interesting and believable anti-Utopias of recent years,” comparing the future society’s methods to that of George Orwell’s “Nineteen Eighty-Four.” Conklin concluded, “Make no mistake – this is not one of science fiction’s works of genius. But it is fresh and full of uncomfortable ideas about the future.” [Source: Wikipedia]
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“Why was this incredible metal city buried for countless ages beneath the surface of earth? Rodney Marlow found it buried beneath his farm and in it the secret of an amazing menace.”
Lookin' back on the track
for a little green bag
George Baker - Little green bag
(Theme song from Reservoir Dogs)
-Damrak, Amsterdam
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Magazine Editor’s Introduction to the story:
“We don’t know absolutely that any of the planets are inhabited, yet some of our best scientists are firmly convinced that at least Mars has intelligent beings, and possibly Venus. (Sadly, it is a “No!” to both.) The lines and ridges that can be seen through the powerful telescopes, seem to be canals built by some intelligent beings, apparently advanced in some fields of science. (It seems the canals on Mars were a figment of human imagination based on an optical illusion that fooled even famed astronomer Percival Lowell, discoverer of Pluto).
“It is quite possible that telescopes more powerful than our most advanced present-day instruments will be built. Radio is still in its infant stages. Aviation, also, must inevitably make great strides. One or two more inventions that will tend to nullify gravitation and a combination of the perfected inventions and discoveries mentioned before, and conquering the ether for trips to other planets may not be so impossible after all. Mr. Vincent gives us, in a manner not beyond the laymen’s understanding, mathematical calculations, expert advice, and reasons based on scientific fact, why such results might sometime be achieved. And basing his story on accepted science, he gives us an excellent picture of what the inhabitants of Venus might really be like and what their life and customs might be like.” (Venus’ runaway greenhouse effect sends temperatures soaring to that of molten lead, making life impossible, I’m afraid.)
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[Note: It is the eve of America's Great Depression and Hugo Gernsback's "Experimenter Publishing Company" was forced into bankruptcy. The publisher of this particular issue of the Quarterly is listed as the Irving Trust Company, the trustee in bankruptcy. Though the Gernsback brothers lost control of Experimenter Publishing, the magazines did not miss an issue and were quickly sold to another publisher. The Gernsbacks promptly started new magazines to compete with their former ones.]
“The editor of this magazine, in a talk with Mr. Verrill, who is not only an author of note, but a noted explorer as well, asked him to do a special ant story for this magazine. It is interesting to note, that practically the entire story was written in the South American jungle, during Mr. Verrill’s latest expedition. . .
“Mr. Verrill has for many years been making a deep study of ants and their habits, and the things that he tells us of them in this story are not at all exaggerated. If you magnify the usual ant, you will have exactly what Mr. Verrill gives us in this notable document. . .
“Few people are interested enough to study a dry scientific work of ant-life, but here we are given the greatest scientifiction story of ants and the way they live, made particularly interesting because it is in fiction form. It is not only a first class piece of literature, but it is a gem from a purely scientific viewpoint also.” [From the Editor’s Note]
[Note: One of the scariest movies I remember seeing as a kid is "Them," which is all about giant ants.]
A classic dungeon torture painting by artist John Duillo, from the men's adventure magazine art collection of my friend Rich Oberg. More here - bit.ly/zp8SHc
“The monster raises a tremendous rock to hurl it at the battered spaceship, while the doomed explorers vainly shoot their little bullets at the impenetrable scales of the gigantic beast. . .
“Our author seems to improve with each story. In the present interplanetarian story we get the adventures of two explorers on Neptune, one of the little-known planets of our solar system.
“Mr. Juve has that rare ability of making his story live; for he has studied the atmosphere of the places he writes about and given us that ‘local color’ which is so necessary when describing a strange planet. . . He has not only given us a vivid picture of life on a planet wholly different than ours, but he has provided a story full of dramatic situations and thrilling adventures.”
“Here is a ‘different’ story. The earth is tight in the grips of a menace never before heard of – something which cannot be fought off or conquered by the best weapons of defense obtainable. There seems no choice between the two alternatives given the human race. What is there to be done? Our new author gives us a story of striking originality, unusually interesting and quite plausible in its scientific aspects. We welcome our new author.” [Editor’s Introduction]
“As the Darkness gradually drew ever nearer, Universarian scientists began to speculate anxiously as to what the cosmic disturbance really was. And they found out. The Darkness was a sea of dust! An ocean of minute particles of destroyed worlds – powdered remains of dead suns that had crashed in mighty collision. An ocean without end! Millions upon millions of miles of dust – fragments of meteors, crumbled planets, disintegrated satellites – in one measureless mass.
“And it was moving! It was flowing through infinity, restless, ever-advancing. Dust! A cosmic destroyer! Its huge bulk inundating worlds, stars, universes, as an ocean of water pours over grains of sand. Dust! . . . Countless wild plans and suggestions poured into the Universal Astronomical News System Headquarters on the three inhabited worlds. They worked ceaselessly to find some feasible way of thwarting the doom which was slowly descending upon the solar system to wipe it out. . .
“Tquerl Vraltu, Deket, rapidly led up to his subject by first pointing out the futility of trying to combat the Dust. Then, like a bombshell came his startling idea.
“And so, Mr. President,” he was almost shouting now, “I am convinced that there is but one way to save earth – force her from her orbit!” [Quoting the story]
So, the cover depicts a scene in which the earth is seen flying from its orbit after tons of “atomite” are released in the pits of Brazil, which were specially prepared for the discharge.
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A similar premise is in China's fifth highest-grossing film of all time, "The Wandering Earth," released in 2019:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=0TDII5IkI3Y
It follows a group of astronauts and rescue workers guiding the Earth away from an expanding Sun.
A prequel, "The Wandering Earth 2," was released this year.
"Happiness resides not in possessions, and not in gold. Happiness dwells in the soul."
~ Democritus
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Drink: Coffee
Food: Vanilla cupcakes
Book: The Unknown Quantity by Mignon G. Eberhart (1953; my copy is the 1963 Popular Library paperback)
“Everything in this world is relative, with or without Einstein. Even time is relative. As Benjamin Franklin pointed out, the Ephemerid fly lives only twenty-four hours; yet leads a normal existence. During those twenty-four hours, it lives a full-time life, which, to the fly is of the same duration as a 60- to 70-year-old life led by the human being. So too is it with a microbe or microbe organism, which lives only a few minutes and then dies. These few minutes constitute a normal cycle. It simply lives much more quickly, although it does not realize it.
“You can conversely imagine a race of super-beings on some other planet, which normally would live perhaps 10,000 years, as computed according to our time. To them our few years of allotted life would be incomprehensible.
“Here is a charming story which contains excellent science and will make you understand a great deal about the atomic world, if you do not know it already. Also, it contains that most elusive jewel, -- the surprise ending.”
Premise of “Out of the Sub-Universe:” Scientists have found that certain harmonics of the cosmic ray, when enormously amplified, have the property of reducing or increasing the mass and volume of all matter, without changing its form.
I silenzi che mettono a disagio... Perchè sentiamo la necessita' di chiacchierare di puttanate, per sentirci a nostro agio? E' solo allora che sai di aver trovato qualcuno di davvero speciale, quando puoi chiudere quella cazzo di bocca per un momento e condividere il silenzio in santa pace.
(Mia Wallace)
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“Far in the heart of an African jungle lies the great and powerful city of Urania, the abode of the Masked Emperor. Far over the world extends the emperor’s influence. From the bowels of the earth he extracts limitless power.
“Our young explorers are held in the iron grip of the merciless wheeled-robot, while the masked Emperor of Urania transmits through his strange equipment the orders that will seal their doom.”
Madame Le Squab threw the best Halloween parties! ... Artwork by the great Samson Pollen for a story in FOR MEN ONLY, April 1958. You can see more classic men's adventure magazine art by Sam Pollen in the books POLLEN'S WOMEN, POLLEN'S ACTION, and POLLEN IN PRINT: 1955-1959, which I co-edited with Wyatt Doyle. In addition to being on Amazon worldwide, they're available directly from me via the online bookstore linked to my MensPulpMags[dot]com blog.
The illustrations are from “The Blue Barbarians” by Stanton A. Coblentz in “Amazing Stories Quarterly,” Vol. 4, No. 3 (Summer, 1931).
A satire on the American economic and political system as they existed in 1931, “The Blue Barbarians” was published in book form in 1958 by Avalon Books.
The Sun is fading and humanity needs a new home if it is to survive and Venus has been chosen for exploration. Seven expeditions have gone to Venus and vanished: now the eighth is leaving, led by physicist Erom Reve accompanied by self-styled poet Daolgi Kar who brings his little dog Tippy.
Reaching Venus, the men must bail out of their space car before meteors destroy it. They descend under electric parachutes and then make their way across the alien landscape until they come to a city, where they are captured and put into a zoo. Over several weeks they learn the rudiments of the Venusian language and convince the Venusians that they are not animals. The two men (with Tippy) are sent to prison for entering the nation of Wultho illegally. After a year, they are sent to work in a sawdust factory, which soon burns down due to Daolgi’s inattention to his job.
Green glass is the highest denomination of Venusian currency and Erom learns how to make a large quantity of it, becoming the richest and most powerful man on Venus. The Venusians greed for colored glass is exceeded only by their eagerness to slaughter each other. They use a newly invented death ray in an orgy of self-annihilation. The humans head back to Earth to prepare for humanity’s move to soon-to-be-depopulated Venus. [Synopsis courtesy of Wikipedia]
Published in “Amazing Stories Quarterly,” Vol. 1, No. 1 (Winter 1928)
“The next day Professor Sherard broadcast his last words to the world. It was the message of the last hope, a call for migration to the moon. . . The moon offers the only refuge if any of earth’s inhabitants are to survive. . . Within a normal week it will be not less than fifty-thousand, despite its retarded progress. Then its tides will leap higher than our loftiest peaks, many of which will be destroyed by earthquakes or undermined by the flood. . .
“When the moon has attained a proximity of about twenty-five thousand miles (and its approach stops and reverses), another glacial age will have truly come upon the earth. Though our globe may become a ball of ice like the distant planets Neptune and Uranus, it is possible that the fury of the tides will prevent the waters congealing as a whole. However, there will be icebergs rivaling Mount Everest in size. Moreover, the sorely perplexed planet will be all but split asunder by centrifugal force which is already manifesting itself in cataclysmic earthquakes. But the world will survive because of its density. . .” [Quoting the story]
[Note: In a recent movie directed by Roland Emmerich, "Moonfall" (2022), the moon is knocked out of its orbit and sent on a collision course with earth, Needless to say, the catastrophe that follows is on full display. Though fun to watch, the other stuff about a Dyson Sphere, white dwarf and rogue AI is nutty as a fruitcake.]
Norman Saunders (1907-1989) was a prolific commercial artist who produced paintings for pulp magazines, paperbacks, men’s adventure magazines, comic books and trading cards. He painted for all the major pulp magazine publishers, including Fawcett Publications from 1928-1934 and as a free-lancer from 1935-1942. He was well known for his fast-action scenes and beautiful women and he worked in almost any genre – western, detective, sports and the saucy pulps (sometimes signed as “Blaine,” his middle name).
Saunders got his first assignment from the trading card company Topps in 1958, painting over the photos of baseball players who had been traded so that they would appear to be wearing the jersey of their new team. By 1962, he was creating artwork for other cards, including the infamous Mars Attacks series. Saunders painted the 55-card set.
The illustration shows “the malignant intelligence of space taking, for their own, an air vessel of the Earth with its passengers, bound across the continent .” [Accompanying description]
“They have been so near that we can now say they are groups of immense shapes, always shining faintly of their own light. We are only hoping that if they are intent on mischief, it may not be directed our way, since we have arrived now so close to Esteris (Jupiter). . . We have found out what the strange things are, but do not wish to put a name to them. They are now always seen either passing in the direction of Esteris, or else coming from that direction. We are only hoping Esteris is not inhabited by them, for if it is there is no hope for us . . .
“Slowly, stubbornly, realization came to the populace, as the detestable hordes overspread the Earth, and a mad panic set in, which reached its remotest corners. All races, colors, and conditions alike – such as were left of them – began to mill about in frantic terror. If it had at first been difficult to coax or browbeat them to do anything in the way of taking precautions, it was now impossible to get them to do anything but skulk in their homes, or whatever places seemed to offer them the most security from the primordial menace . . .” [Quoting the story]
“After what you’ve done to me . . . kill me!”
From the back cover:
It is no exaggeration to say that this powerful story is one of the most dramatic novels Roland Vane has ever penned. Taking as his “heroine” a woman – little more than a girl – who finds herself drawn into a loveless marriage because of a girlish indiscretion, he traces the effect of marital disillusion until at last it flares out into an intense, unreasoning hatred.
Fascinated by a handsome young lover, she embarks on a life of deceit, until, carried on by a wild surging passion which neither of them can resist, she and her lover are involved in a stark tragedy to which there can only be one conclusion.
Her lover pays the price, but the woman who has loved and lost cannot escape the retribution which is remorselessly overtaking her. Eventually, the prey of a wretched blackmailer who filches from her money, body, and soul, she discovers too late that the wages of sin are sometimes even worse than death.
Painting by Earl Norem, via the Men's Adventure Magazines Facebook Group (www.facebook.com/groups/187984097012/), from the collection of member Gordon Conrad. Does any know what magazine it was used in?