Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, No. 66 — page 29: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION mine here. I’d always refused. So they stooped to this.” “Well,” Vaun said indig- nantly. ““They tried to kill us, and we solved this problem for you. So at least you know that not all Terrans are——” “Of course not, Mister _Vaun.” Rahming was smiling now, for the first time since they had known him. “I owe you a great debt, and I shall pay your fees. But it is nice to know who I am up against. I think that the Terran Mining Syndicate may find me willing to talk terms, at a price.’” He chuckled then, and his big belly heaved. ““They’re smart,’ Vaun warned. ““They developed this killer weed from Michelmas Daisy. One sackful in a bin was enough to ruin the entire crop. You’ll——” “ll be enough to ruin them, too,’’ Rahming wheezed. Vaun and Calshot looked at him and decided that he would, too. Then they solemnly shook hands. Vaun and Calshot, The Old Firm, had pulled off their first case. Now they could get that junkheap of a door fixed. Now they could branch out, become big-time—both their imaginations ran away with them, plans bubbling out of Vaun, to be pooh-poohed by Calshot. The Old Firm were at it again. 7th ANNUAL MIDWESTCON The 7th Annual Midwestcon will be held on May 26th and 27th, 1956, at the North Plaza Motel, 7911 Reading Road, Cincinnati 37, Ohio, U.S.A. Full details from: Don Ford, 129 Maple Avenue, Sharonville, Ohio. 28 comiclooks.com