arrives.
You ask us Readers to criticize the magazine. Well, I have
no complaints worth mentioning, except that some of the
illustrations do not tally sufficiently with the text of the
story. Some of the stories, in my opinion, are weak and not
worth reading. But, as tastes differ, I take everything as
it is, and say you have a first-class publication.
Will you thank your Authors for me for the very many hours
of interesting reading they have given me during the past
twelve months? Later I intend to get my Astounding Stories
bound in cloth covers, each twelve months' issue in a
volume.
If any Reader sees this letter--of course, should you think
it worth while to publish it--and can spare the time to
write to me here in Australia, I would be very grateful.
Perhaps we could exchange snapshots of various places of
interest. Every part of America interests me, so a Reader
need not back out because he thinks his district would not
be interesting enough.
Here's hoping Astounding Stories grows and prospers as the
years go by, so as to give more entertainment to me and my
fellow-readers. A rather selfish wish, you may think, but
you will forgive me when I say that I look forward with
great pleasure to each month's issue.--Claude J. Nanley, 65
Forrest St., Mt. Lawley, Western Australia.
_Note to Ray Cummings_
Dear Editor:
I have just started Ray Cummings' latest story in the April
issue. Although I wish Cummings would lay off this type of
story, I am willing to read anything by him. Jack
Williamson's "The Lake of Light" ranked second in this
issue. He is another Merritt. "The Ghost World," by S. P.
Wright, came third. Edmond Hamilton was better than he has
been of late.
If anyone wants to read "Through the Dragon Glass," "The
Girl in the Golden Atom," etc, and writes to me, I will tell
him where they can be obtained. (This is not an attempt at
free advertising.) I know several places where it is
possible to secure works of this kind and will be glad to
assist anyone who doesn't.
Cummings brought me to your mag. He is keeping me there. So
hold on to him. But, please tell him to forget all about
time and probe the mysteries of the infinitely large and
small, of interplanetary space, of future civil
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