Astounding Science Fiction, British Edition — page 4: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

ENOUGH ROPE By POUL ANDERSON There’s nothing that so gladdens the heart of a military dictator as the seizing of new territory, planting the ‘flag on new planets. illustrated by Miller URULTA, Arkazhik of Unzuvan, fitted his own personality. A mag- nificent specimen of Ulugani male- hood, two and a half meters tall, so broad that he seemed shorter, he dwarfed the thin red-haired human before him. His robes were a barbaric shout of color, as if he were draped in fire and rainbows, and the volume of his speaking made the fine crystal orna- ments in the audience chamber tremble and sing, ever so faintly. But the words were hard and steady and utterly cold. _ “Our will in this matter is unshak- able,’”’ he said curtly. “If the League conniiclooolks.e© im