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increased number of pages has been enthusiastically received by you, the readers, judging by the letters that you have sent to the Eyrie. The only doubt in any of your letters has been a slight fear that we will not be able to keep up the quality that you have come to expect in. We can only pledge again that there will be no falling off in the quality of our stories. Of this you may be sure.

Sam Moskowitz writes from Newark, New Jersey: "Need I mention the great gratification with which I read the jumbo (comparatively speaking) issue of which hit the newsstand but a few days past? The increased content, it gives me pleasure to state, has not in the least affected the fine quality of your material. All the little nicknacks which give the magazine atmosphere are back again, along with the masterful Finlay and the incomparable Lovecraft, Howard and Smith. May you find the success your magazine justly deserves."

Harry Warner, Jr., writes from Hagerstown, Maryland: "What a shock to see 32 pages thicker! Of course, I had known it was coming, for I had seen the announcements, and was expecting it. But even at that, it still seems too good to be true. Now if you can only continue to fill 160 pages with the kind of literature you are accustomed to printing everything will be all right. I Found Cleopatra ended wonderfully, one of the best Egyptian tales I've ever read, and with a truly logical ending. The only fault I can find is that there was a little too much 'cowboy and Indian' stuff in parts of it; outside of that it was perfect. Clark Ashton Smith's ability as an author is confirmed even more by The Double Shadow, and in The Transgressor by Henry Kuttner you have one of the few really good time-travel tales ever written. This is a pet subject of mine, but most of the yarns along this line are positively silly. But in a thousand words or so Kuttner writes one of the best of them all—perhaps only second to the grand-daddy of them all, Wells' The Time Machine. The Drifting Snow came a little soon after The Snow-Man, but despite this was truly readable. The Last Horror didn't click with me, for some reason; marvelous as a psychological study, but not so fitting for. I've not read the rest of the issue yet—no time, except for Death Is an Elephant which was okay. Unusual subject, and well done."

Paul N. Nicholaioff writes: "After finishing reading the February issue of I couldn't resist the urge to write you and let you know how much I enjoyed it! 160 pages! I almost collapsed after thumbing it down through the last page to make sure it was true. Many times in the past whenever I finished reading  I often asked myself grudgingly: 'Couldn't they spare a few more pages?'—but was glad to get the next month's issue and fork over that two-bits across the counter, willingly, too. So you can imagine my feelings when I espied 153