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Rh stated that officers in the A. E. F. wore no identification or "dog tags." This is wrong, I have upon good authority.' Vas you dere, Joie? Well, I was, and officers did not wear dog tags, which were small discs of aluminum bearing the soldier's serial number. Officers have no serial numbers, and dog tags were not issued to them. They were permitted, at their own expense, to have bracelets with their name, rank and arm of service, together with their unit, engraved upon them, but these had to be changed if they were transferred from one outfit to another. Also (especially in scout patrol work) they were required to remove all indicia of units from their persons and uniforms before going over. It was for this reason that I was careful to have both the officers killed by shell fire—so that their hands were blown away and all possibility of their bracelets being found removed. And in conclusion I leave off as I began. Officers did not wear dog tags."

Marjorie Brown writes from Milwaukee: "If I could ever hope to write half as well as Lovecraft I'd know the true meaning of satisfaction! It was a long while before I could actually make myself believe that he had passed away. In my estimation his work ranks far beyond that of Poe, and Poe, I know, would be hard to beat. I heard that Derleth was working on a collection of Lovecraft. I hope that this is true, and that the publication will not be delayed I was sorry not to find a story by Bloch in the July issue. Of course I thought Lovecraft's dream story beautifully written; Ernst's is certainly amusing; and Earl Peirce, Jr., I feel handled a difficult story in a masterly manner. His phrases seemed to hold the perfect shade of expression. I'm not so well acquainted with him, and would like to see more of his work. A swell issue! But let's have more of Bloch."

John F. Burke writes from Liverpool, England: "I am very sorry to note that you are attempting to 'crash' the science-fiction market. Fond as I am of science-fiction, it is possible to get plenty of that elsewhere, without your

romantic weird tale bridges the shadowy years that intervene between our own times and the Thirteenth Century, and back again, with unbelievable fascination.

of you who remember the same author's Globe of Memories will not want to miss this suberb tale, which employs a somewhat similar technique. It is a novelette of the cruel years when Simon de Montfort was ravaging the fair land of Provence with fire and sword, against desperate and bloody resistance. This fine story will be printed complete

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