Among the short story men will be Edwin Hunt Hoover with another story of Dutch and Blue Danube--of how Dutch sang cowboy songs to a fetching young lady, and played detective--and how they all danced to the tune of the tenderfoot who "looked like a wise old bronc"; Robert S. Lemmon, back with another of John Mather's adventures in Ecuador, this time among the Jivaro head-hunters; Herbert Louis McNary with one of those railroad telegraph stories many of you have been asking for--only this tale will be equally enjoyable to those who haven't the slightest interest in railroad or telegraph affairs. READING UNDER DIFFICULTIES Short Stories travels to some queer corners of the earth and is read under trying conditions, but it seems that Major Altizer's experience wins hands down: Editor, SHORT STORIES, Dear Sir: I have long intended to send you a testimonial of my enjoyment of SHORT STORIES. I have been reading the magazine for years, and I must confess that it does not fail to hold my interest. The style of stories you use can certainly be nothing else than beneficial to those who enjoy a life of out-doors and adventure. There are numbers of your stories which recall to me times I spent right at the scene where the plot is laid, perhaps one of the reasons why I enjoy SHORT STORIES. I think one of my greatest disappointments was during the Great War. As you know, magazines were then prohibited from being sent by individuals to the soldiers in France. But I had a plan to overcome that. A friend back home would pick out the best stories, cut them from the covers, and mail them to me in letters. It happened that I had to spend several days and nights in a particularly exposed observation post, a letter had just been sent to me which contained a story from SHORT STORIES. Several hours later I was trying to read it, when, Wham; along came a high explosive and the debris entirely buried my short story, for I took the usual "duck" without consideration for anything else. With best wishes for the continued success of your magazine, I am, MAJOR C. S. ALTIZER, Cambria. Danford G. Britton, author of "North Wind's Message," in this issue, is another who has run across SHORT STORIES in an out-of-the-way corner. In this case the wandering copy of the magazine was the gem from which Mr. Britton's fine poem sprang. As he tells it: Something over two years ago I made one of my annual outing trips up into Canada. We were delayed in making our return journey by a real old blizzard and were holed up in our cabin for about three weeks.