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HIS department is a clearing-house wherein you, the readers of, can exchange ideas and express your opinions about the stories in this magazine; what you like or dislike, and why; what you wish to see in the magazine; and other comments pertinent to such a magazine as this. We have not enough space to print all the letters we receive, but we try to give an accurate cross-section of reader opinion in the space at our disposal. We want you to feel that the Eyrie belongs to you, and that you have the right to air your views, whether they be derogatory or otherwise.

H. P. Lovecraft writes from his home in Providence, Rhode Island: "The Way Home is one of the most atmospherically satisfying things I have seen lately, and I was interested to note that the author is Paul Ernst under an anagrammatic alias. I live in hope that the purely weird element may regain its ascendancy, as tales like that would imply Other good yarns in recent issues of WT are The Cold Gray God, The Mystery of the Last Guest, Shadows in Zamboula, The Hand of Wrath, and The Chain of Aforgomon"

Alvin V. Pershing, of Bowling Green, Kentucky, writes: "I desire to read a Smith story in each issue. Howard's Shadows in Zamboula is one of the very finest tales of horror and weirdness that I have ever been privileged to read. I am glad to see that Paul Ernst has not written a new Doctor Satan story in the December issue, but his story of Dancing Feet was fine. (I did not like his Doctor Satan stories.) The finish of The Carnival of Death was of a high order. It certainly deserves great praise as one of the best serials published by you. It was almost as good as The Trail of the Cloven Hoof I like the recent semi-nude covers. Whoever is the artist who draws the sketches for Howard's two last stories is good. His portrayal of Conan satisfies my fanciful image of him, even his face. Who is he?" [The artist is James Napoli.—]

Edythe M. Baird, of Latuda, Utah, writes: "I have only been reading WT since last January. But although I have always had a horror of the occult and such-like things, WT draws me every month. Its stories are magnetic. I have just finished the December issue. The Hour of the Dragon promises plenty of thrills. The Man with the Blue takes my next vote, and then Dancing Feet and The Great Brain of Kaldar. I didn't care much for The Chain of Aforgomon. I missed Doctor Satan this month. Those are a series of stories well worth mentioning. Give us more Jules de Grandin, and may I say 'Long Live.

Frederick B. Shroyer, of Ann Arbor, Michigan, writes: "I usually drop a line to your office about once every three or four years. I believe that it is about time, therefore, for this periodical duty and pleasure. I have read your magazine for the last eight years and have felt a personal pride in its steady rise from a pulp thriller to a magazine of truly literary merits. Congratulations! You have by no means reached perfection. Far from it! But I believe that if you continue to live up to the old policy of publishing a magazine that is really and entirely weird, you will eventually be the proud publishers of a magazine that will be comparable to the best. I feel that recently you have been drift-