Avon Fantasy Reader No. 14 — page 64: what you’re looking at

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

‘The tiny lead face should be a blob of expressionless putty and paint. But it wasn’t. Instead the toy soldier’s countenance was frozen in a grimace of unspeak- able horror—rivaled only by the face of the man so near its own! 62 comicloooks.com