Adventure Magazine Cover, April 3, 1918 — page 184: what you’re looking at

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182 great, but it represents the best effort of a man who has had his tussle with life, just as I have, and therefore there must be something worth while in it.” A® FOR the story of mine appearing in this num- ber I have little to say. It must speak for itself. Doubtless it has many faults, but it was the best I could do at the time. I trust I shall do better in the future; I trust I shall always do better in the future. Accept this first story, then, not as a fin- ished, solitary product, but as a promise of a beginning.—T. NICHOLS. ECEMBER thirteenth I received a letter from our comrade and member of our writers’ brigade, Major W. Robert Foran, written in India September thir- teenth, in reply to a letter written by me June thirteenth—the three being written three months apart to the day and all on the thirteenth, Glad I’m not super- stitious, and the hoodoo seems not to have settled on him either, for he reports himself fit with nothing to kick about except heat, Here’s more good luck to him, PARLY in the Winter came a letter from ‘‘Canuck,” which I’ve _ been unable to give until now, but which is as interesting and to the point now as it was then: Ottawa, Can. Am back again after four months in the north. I’ve had a wonderful time in the last north of northwestern Quebec, seen some grand game areas, directed probably the finest film of live game (moose) in action, etc., yet obtained, am tanned like one of my Indians and feeling tuned to a Winter’s hibernation. | HAVE followed with considerable interest your Camp-Fire talks on what all Americans owe the United States, and can only say I’m with you in all you’ve expressed—just as you’ve said it. The snake of treason—an ugly word but the only one that fits, unfortunately—must be scotched and done with absolutely no compunction; call them what you will—pro-Germans or anything else— they’re all anti-Americans and their sub-rosa activi- ties, to be squelched, must have radical application of the National knife. ~ ‘The British, including the Canadian, have always been prone to allowing too much rope to treasonable citizens, and others calling themselves such, of this country and of the British Isles. Just in the same way is the ordinary American, as I know him, similarly unbelieving in his stand that “‘it’s nothing but smoke.” As I know the foreign element, whether the ignorant immigrant or the educated resident, while you can understand an out-and- outer, it is strange but true that many who should know better, who are actual citizens of the United States, having sworn allegiance to it, renouncing their former allegiance to any and all other States or republics, are the ones who at present have been and still are getting away with un-American actions. Adventure S I see it, applicable to Canada and to the United States, to Great Britain, to France, Italy or any of the other nations fighting in this war of democracy against the right of might, every one is either heart and soul for his own country and its allies or else he is an enemy. If the latter, why, in the name of common sense is he not promptly taken directly into the State’s hands and treated as an enemy must be? Cutting out newspapers and publications in any language other than the national one is a primary essential. Over here in Canada _ the danger of permitting any other is seen in French Quebec, where rabid anti-British, anti-French, anti-Canadian, anti-conscription, all are prevalent and all are fed and inflamed by the ‘‘Nationalist” French press. We have over here much anti-Ally underground work that will never be successfully disposed of with gloves.—S. E. SANGSTER. T IS seldom that one of our woman members joins our writers’ brigade, but Lotta Adele Gannett, with a story in this issue, does so and in accordance with Camp-Fire custom rises and introduces herself. I know she will be warmly wel- comed., I never quite get used to the fact that so many women read Adventure, Yet it is not strange, after all. A woman does not necessarily prefer soft love-stories forever and forever. Weall know plenty of women whose chief interests do not lie in that direc- tion and it is natural that they, too, should like to turn to stories dealing more largely with other emotions than those of sex. Also there are plenty of women who, though they like clean love-stories, do not care for the kind whose interest is depen- dent chiefly upon the physical aspects of sex, We keep our magazine as clean and whole- Some aS we can. We want the kind of reader who likes to look upon the world as it is but prefers not to look at it through sex spectacles that tinge everything in the world with one color, the kind of reader who cares most for the big, clean, fresh-air things of life. A magazine generally gets the kind of reader it aims for and, of course, there is nothing strange in there being many women who like exactly what our type of man likes. The women members of our Camp-Fire can be sure that they get from their men comrades exactly the kind of wel- come they want from us, a frank, clean, ‘‘man to man” fellowship. Chicago, IIl. There is so little I’ve done that I’m afraid it will not be at all interesting. I was born of poor but respectful parents in the little old State of New Jersey—one of a large family who saw to it that I did not develop much conceit. I was born GoOmicsvoo S (C@