Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 50 — page 101: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION thing. Maybe this was hap- pening elsewhere. The warn- ing given in good faith and then the ’planes diving down to biock the roads so that there was no escape. No, not even for the little children. He looked at his watch. “We'll all go home at four o’clock,” he said, and with his new strength he chased after the children to the stream. The girls picked some butter- cups and the little boy peeled off his stockings and shoes to wade in the stream. How long can two minutes last? Papa Jones stood on a stone with the habit of a life- time to avoid getting his shoes wet. The little frog was still sitting beside the stone just as he was when Papa Jones had been a little boy. Just as he was when he had come here with Maria. The old clock in the tower struck the first stroke of four and he straightened his back. The children didn’t notice, but he looked up at the white clouds and prayed silently. The sun disappeared behind a dark cloud at the last stroke. It was a mushroom shaped cloud. THE ENVIED is the title that Jonathan Burke gives to his long novel which will appear in next month’s Authentic —a tale in the usual elegant Burke style. Support- ing it will be several short stories from old and new authors, together with a good helping of the kind of stimulating non-fiction you have come to expect from this magazine. AUTHENTIC A MONTHLY MUST! comiclooks.conn