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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Competition is keen in this type of pulp, but it is a very friendly sort of competing. The editors concerned are really pals- probably because they are first fans, and then editors. An interesting item in this competition concerns my own editorial work in Science Fiction. At the age of 17, when I first came into charge of Wonder Stories, one of my competitors, T. O'Conor Sloane of Amazing Stories...
...being that sort of man Wendell Willkie gets $75,000 a year, but he has never owned an automobile. (Old Indiana friends say that when he did try driving an automobile he was a menace, always arguing over his shoulder, frequently letting go the wheel to gesture with both hands.) Between his apartment on Manhattan's upper Fifth Avenue and his office on narrow, downtown Pine Street he uses subways and taxicabs...
...years later Elwood's natural gas, prodigally wasted, played out. By the time "Wen" Willkie and his three brothers were in long pants they found plenty of work in summer moving abandoned Elwood houses into the country to be used as outbuildings for farmers. Their home was a sort of perpetual debating society. They kept more than 6,000 books around the house and old Herman Willkie, back at his law practice harder than ever, woke his children in the mornings by shouting quotations from the classics...
...certain standard to maintain here and now he has been completely ruined. He is not like the Americans. He can trace his ancestry back for 600 years. He has never been a slave and neither have any of his people. He is of Royal blood and this sort of gossip touches his family. I don't know whether I will ever marry him now. It hurts me very much for him to be socially ruined. I love him more than I ever dreamed I would. My whole life has been ruined because I tried to do too much...
...life. In Manhattan a retired orchid hunter gave them a map with orchid hotspots neatly indicated. In Bogota they fell in with 67-year-old J. B., "six feet three inches tall, lean and hard, definitely English." His hunches about orchid hiding places were nearly infallible. With this sort of luck and help the young men made good...