by Smith and Robbins, was the finest thing in its class I have ever read. Not since good old Jack London's Before Adam has anything appealed to me as that story did. Why can't we have more along the general lines of that one? Wish you could see your way clear to run some of Ambrose Bierce's among your Weird Story Reprints. He was the noblest Roman of them all. Your stories are all good, and some are superlative; so keep on as you are, and I think we readers will be satisfied."
"Here's hoping we get more weird stories and that they get weirder and weirder," writes Betty Rice, of Skowhegan, Maine. "The weirder they are the better I like them."
Writes Allan Lee, of Portage la Prairie, Manitoba: "Such stories as Under the N-Ray and The Voices From the Cliff, about scientific wonders and strange natural phenomena, appeal to the imagination and provide good, clean and extremely interesting entertainment, and I would like to see more of that kind in Weird Tales. But you have everybody to please, and tastes differ, for if you only have one or two stories of this type in an issue, you will have my continued enthusiastic interest.}}
Well, folks, next month we will give you a story in which scientific interest and stark horror are so closely interknit that you can not separate one from the other without injuring the story. It is called The Horror on the Links, and it is by Seabury Quinn; and if it will not make the gooseflesh creep along your spine and delicious little shivers chase each other under your skin as the horror grows and accumulates—if it will not do this, we say, then we don't know a true horror-story when we see one. The author has become facetious about his own story, in a letter to the editor, and has given us a choice of limericks about it from the Complete Limerick Book:
A menagerie came to our place,
And I loved the gorilla's grimace.
It surprized me to learn
That he owned the concern,
Being human, but odd in the face.
Or this:
There was a young man of Westphalia,
Who yearly grew tail-ier and tail-ier,
Till he took on the shape
Of a Barbary Ape,
With the consequent paraphernalia.
Three stories fought it out for the readers' especial favor in the July issue: The Werewolf of Ponkert, by H. Warner Munn; Farthingale's Poppy, Eli Colter's tale of a will that reached from beyond the tomb; and The Stranger From Kurdistan, B. Hoffmann Price's very short tale of devil-worship. It may be wondered why a four-page "filler" story such as The Stranger From Kurdistan found so much favor with the readers, but we believe the reason is Mr. Price's perfect story-technique, the ingenuity of his story plot, and the purple splendor of his style. Another story by him. The Sultan's Jest, appears in the present issue.
What is YOUR favorite story in this month's Weird Tales? Send in your vote to The Eyrie, Weird Tales, 408 Holliday Building, Indianapolis, Indiana. And if you have any criticisms or suggestions to make, tell us about them. This magazine belongs to you, the readers, and we want to keep it responsive to your wishes. So let us know whether we please you or not.
