Pulp Fiction, 1950 · page 102 of 135
A. Merritt's Fantasy Magazine, October 1950 — page 102: what you’re looking at
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RACKETEERS IN THE SKY STARTLING NOVELETTE OF AN INTERPLANETARY ATTACK Copyright 1940 by Popular Publications, Ino, CHAPTER 1 By The Moon of Health R. BULL was swimming in his Jack private pool, on Taurus, when the space attacker was discovered. Williamson The crystal-walled pool, on the doctor’s infinitesimal, independent planetoid, was proportionately as big as a_ respectable sea. Dr. Bull was a stout little man, with a smooth pink globe of a head. He had a Tha telescope could be innocently pointed clean professional white beard, merry blue at any approaching space craft. . . . eyes, and a considerable paunch. Soft pink flesh bulged out above his swimming trunks—which were embroidered with 100 (C(O) nn) (C 6)(0)©) ES (C(O)