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THE LOG-BOOK. 765 There will be nine chapters in the opening instalment, and I feel sure those of you who like adventure tales will feel well repaid for reading them. “DROPPING INTO MEXICO” BY F. K. SCRIBNER is a timely short story that will next month bring back to the ArGcosy pages a con- tributor who has long been absent from them. Mr. Scribner wrote ‘‘ The Eleventh Rider ” and several other stirring adventure tales for us, and in “ Dropping Into Mex- ico’ he has taken an up-to-the-minute situation along the border and woven out of it a narrative replete with thrills. Do you recall ‘‘ Cochrane’s Australian Stunt” in the March number? Well, in August, Mr. Russell will relate another episode in the career of that slick specimen of American nerve placed against a background in the Antipodes. The new story is called “COCHRANE HANDS OUT A LEMON” and I think you will agree with me that the Scotchman who gets the unwelcome fruit quite deserved to have it put over on him. STRAIGHT FROM THE SHOULDER ever attempting to be one; probably couldn’t do half as well myself should I ever be so foolish Readers have been responding to my leader in’ as to make such an attempt, and will be pleased the May Leg in great shape. And it now appears’ to boost should I ever run across another story that there are a few people that notice who writes from the same author which I deem warrants it; a story. I'll start off with the letter of one cor- ne Ege oe read it out of ergs! , and in respondent, who says I am at liberty to print his eee ee ea oe paisa pg roast if I leave off his name and address, which : he gives me in full, so I'll only sign here one “‘QETTING AWAY FROM THOMP- initial, and the town. I want to add, however, ”» COT that I had scarcely read his communication when SON” G HIM a man appeared in my office and remarked: Now, quickly pass on to the following, re- “That was a ripping novel you had in the ceived two days later, from a man who gives it, May Arcosy.” He’s a fellow who writes stories but wishes his address suppressed if we print. himself, and when you get praise from one of You will perhaps recall the number of letters these gentlemen, it’s going some. But, of course, praising the April novel which appeared in the everybody has a right to his opinion, and now [Log last month. Imagine, then, what sort of a for Mr. M.’s, whose jolts are certainly eased up magazine an editor would have to make if he with courteous shock-absorbers. relied solely for guidance on what his readers : wrote in to him. st. Albans, Vermont. New York City. The writer very seldom notices or cares who I get your Arcosy every month at the news- the author of any story may be, except semi- stand, but lately I am finding fault with the occasionally, in case of one being remarkably good yovels. I was barely able to read “Four Speeds or particularly bad; and, to my mind, you have for Forest Hill,” while I had to lay down your a beautiful illustration of the latter in the May magazine in disgust when I started your April number, occupying about one-half the entire read- — jgcue containing “A Mystery of Roscoe Conkling ing matter. I refer to that much-ado-about- park.” But since “Getting Away From Thomp- nothing pot-pourri of trash and nonsense called son” evens the score, I will find no more fault “Getting Away From Thompson,” which I deem with the magazine. Vee the most crude, uninteresting story I have waded through in many years, one which never should MORE PRAISE FOR THE MAY have been written, submitted, accepted, or pub- lished. I am not writing this for the Log-Book; NOVEL it is the candid, honest opinion of one who much ; 3 ; : = prefers to boost rather than knock, and sincerely Here's a man who pins his faith to authors trusts, for both your own and author Franklin’s mes. I hope he does not feel too lonely in the sake that an extremely limited number of your P0Sition he has taken. Note that he, too, likes readers share my opinion. Should you desire to the May novel. Log it (it must be at your own, not my wish) Russelville, Kentucky. you are at liberty to do so; but kindly refrain You would like to hear if the readers notice from using my name and address. Assure Frank- the authors’ names, and want to say that I do, lin I am not a writer myself; do not contemplate _ the very first thing; and if I have read anything by CORMICLOOOKS (C©