Winford Publications' new weird magazine, out in about two months, will sell for fifteen cents a copy, and is tentatively titled _Mystery Novels Monthly_. It will feature a book-length mystery novel each issue, but all the shorter stories will be of a strictly weird nature. J. Silberkeit is the editor.... Miss C. L. Moore has returned to 'Northwest' Smith as a character in a new story titled "Julhi," which will probably appear in the February WT.... Nat Schachner, besides writing science fiction and weird-mystery yarns for _Astounding_, _Dime Mystery_, and _Terror Tales_, likewise writes quite regularly for _Super Detective_.... E. Hoffmann Price sells consistently to the new mag, _Spicy Detective Stories_.... _Tales of the Uncanny_, a new English magazine, features weird yarns by such well known authors as Algernon Blackwood, H. G. Wells, John Buchan, Hugh Walpole, Michael Arlen, H. R. Wakefield, and Somerset Maughan. _The Edmond Hamilton Lowdown_ Here's the story behind the discovery and making of Edmond Hamilton as related by Farnsworth Wright: "Hamilton's first story, entitled 'Beyond the Unseen Wall' was rejected by me ten years ago, but I liked its possibilities so well that I sent Hamilton a three-page typewritten letter with the rejection, telling him how I thought the story might be fixed up; because it sagged in the middle and was rather unconvincingly set forth. I did not know Hamilton from Adam's off ox, but a year later he sent the story back again, rewritten and so much changed that I hardly recognized it. I accepted it immediately, and I suggested "The Desert God" as an acceptable title. Hamilton wrote back suggesting a new one, "The Monster-God of Mamurth," which is the title under which we printed it in _Weird Tales_. Hamilton has not had a reject from us since then. Up to the present, he has had 43 stories printed in _Weird Tales_, and several more are in our hands and will appear soon." * * * * * The Primal City by Clark Ashton Smith In these after-days, when all things are touched with insoluble doubt and dereliction, I am not sure of the purpose that had taken us into that little visited land. I recall, however, that we had found explicit mention, in a volume of which we possessed the one existing copy, of certain vast prehuman ruins lying amid the bare plateaus and stark pinnacles of the region. How we had acquired the volume I do not know; but Sebastian Polder and I had given our youth and much of our manhood to the quest of hidden knowledge; and this book was a compendium of all things that men have forgotten or ignored in their desire to repudiate the inexplicable.