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NOW HEARS er die : ce "New Kind of Hearing-Aid _ Makes Living Worthwhile! ' NO DEVICE OF ANY KIND . IN EITHER EAR This HARD-OF-HEARING man even HEARS WHISPERS AGAIN, yet there is so device of any kind in bis ear! No so-called ‘invisible’ or “phantom” earpiece, no headband, no pressure anywhere! Whether or not you now wear a hear- ing aid, you.owe it to yourself to prove that you can now HEAR with a brilliance and clarity you mever expected to enjoy again, yet never wear anything in your ear! Mail coupon at once for FREE information about this amazing invention! ACOUSTICON, Dept. M-96 95-25 149th St., Jamaica 1, N.Y. Piease send me complete illustrated information about sour marvelous new hearing invention that requires nothing jn my ear and no headband. Oe PII si istencstsieirennsaoneene CALL IN YOUR FLAG— —for an exciting run through pages of RAIL- ROAD MAGAZINE. Redball freights and moun- tain drags, sleepy short lines and narrow-gage pikes—they’re all in the big August issue, now om your newsstand or send 35¢c to— RAILROAD maGcaTlinet 205 E. 42nd St., New York City 17 Sufferers from Asthma and the discomforts of excessive secretions in the nasa] passages associated with Hay Fever have, for over 50 years, found quick, temporary relief by smoking PAGE’S INHALERS. Pleasant, inexpensive. At lead- ing drug stores. Consolidated Chemical Co., § 808 Cherry St., Grand Rapids 6, Michigan 130 A. MERRITT’S FANTASY (Continued from page 120) to think of simple and common sense tests of the things he told them. “And here, doc,” the voice of Vera Frame went on. ‘‘A message just came from Wells and Watterson, in New York.” Her strong deft hands raised his head on the pillow, so that he could read the teleprinter strip that she handed to him. CONGRATULATIONS CAPTAIN PLANETEER. YOUR DEFENSE OF EARTH MAGNIFICENT PUBLIC- ITY. WELLS AND WATTERSON BEG YOU ACCEPT OUR DEEPEST APOLOGIES PREVIOUS MES- SAGE. FUTURE OF INDEPEND- ENT TAURUS NOW SECURE. AN- TICIPATE RECORD BUSINESS FOR TAURIUM AND REACTIVA- TION. WE REMAIN AT YOUR SERVICE ANY FUTURE DIFFI- CULTIES. With a bland pink baby smile, Dr. Bull read that message twice. He asked the ‘nurse to snap on the telecast receiver built into the ceiling. The red, reactivated bull was just fading into his own kindly, white- bearded face, cheerily greeting all the planets. Suddenly Dr. Bull sat up in bed, rue- fully fingering the unfamiliar smoothness of his rosy chin. “Shut it off, Vee,” he told the nurse quickly. : “We've got a new war, with the IMA. Call the makeup department, and have them find a false beard for me. I’m going on TAU, right now, to tell the planets that I really conquered the hghtning death —in spite of all the jealous claims of the IMA mossbacks at Panama—with Tauri- um and the extraordinary radiogenic re- activation.” (C(O) nn) (C 6)(0)©) cS (C(O)