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_Ain't It Too Awful!_

Dear Editor:

I knew it. It was bound to come. At last my efforts have
been rewarded. Fame has sought me out--even in Brooklyn. It
was suggested in the March issue of Astounding Stories that
I, Louis Wentzler, as one of the active contributors to "The
Readers' Corner," regale your Readers with a description of
myself, my interest in Science Fiction and how I got that
way. A picture was also requested, but this had better be
omitted. As for my personal history, bend an ear:

At the tender age of four, while making mud pies on the
doorstep of my home, I was beaned by a brick hurled by an
uncouth ruffian across the street. The results were not
fatal--who said "unfortunately?"--but from that moment I
developed a taste for Science Fiction. Had it not been for
that incident I might have grown up a normal lad; but the
caress of that brick on my cranium did things to me, and I
have been a Science Fiction addict since.

Of course, I do not contend that all Science Fiction fans
were hit by bricks, though a lot of them should be. I do
believe, however, that a slight concussion of the brain
helps one appreciate Science Fiction the more. Anyway, once
imbued with the urge I took to Science Fiction like a Hindu
to hashish. Such stories were rare in those days, but I
started to collect all I could find.

Then came the war. I was too young to fight, but I did my
bit making canteens out of old sieves. That was how my mind
worked, you see. Well, the war ended--I forgot who won--and
I went back to my beloved Science Fiction. Years have passed
since then, and I have a fine collection of stories now.
Should any of you care to see them, come around to the local
booby-hatch some time: you'll find me in Padded Cell No.
17.--Louis Wentzler, 1935 Woodbine St., Brooklyn, N. Y.

_Hurrah!_

Dear Editor:

Except for a brief letter of criticism in the August, 1930,
number of Astounding Stories, I have been a silent but loyal
follower of the magazine since its first issue. My silence
was that of profound satisfaction. Almost all the stories
suited me to perfection; and the few I did not like were
hardly worth commenting on. Since the magazine has grown
better with every issue I would probably have kept my peace