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Centauri, issue 4, Summer 1945
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Page 10 Thoughts While Thinking better name for it. Considering the activities in this room, parlour fits quite well. The rest we'll leave to your imagination. Immediately to the right inside the front door (did you get thru it okay?) is a cubbyhole known as the Temple of the Old Foo', where sleeps and thinks the Evans. He has his library and files therein. Ahead of you are two doors; the one on the left leading to the Playground, the royal Ashley bedroom. The other, to the right, opens onto the Gourge Room. In the old days it was referred to as the dining room. If you safely negotiate the Playground you'll find yourself in the bathroom, which is mighty handy. If you likewise successfully negotiate the Gourge Room you'll come to the kitchen, which is almost as handy. Any time after that you are apt to pop out the back door and find yourself a doormat, shoe-scrape or a mutton chop for a dog who likes to lick faces. Upstairs. Aha, upstairs! At the top of the stairs is Liebscher's room, having a wall which isn't a wall, and which no one is allowed to peek thru without knocking, only you can't knock because it isn't a wall. He defies you to reach him in such manner. There is no door. You must stoop under or push the wall aside. If it were a real wall it would be annoying. Beyond that is Mr. Wiedenbeck's room, which, said to say, is just a room. We couldn't find one extraordinary fact about this room to startle people with. Mr. Wiedenbeck is mundane. However, we like to sleep in it best, which we did with gusto and things. To the rear of these two rooms is a gigantic attic made over into a studio. It houses thousands of books and magazines along the walls. Night-times, this is Thelma Morgan's private domain wherein she may wander about in her nightgown as she pleases. She reads Atlantic Monthly and Fortune magazines and keeps them hidden under her mattress for fear others will see them and think her stodgy. The one sure way to confound a Slan Shacker is to buttonhole him away from the others, put a confidential smirk on your face, and whisper: "Just between you and me, old man, what do you think of Slan Shack as a whole?" -- We glee. # # # # # FROME
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Page 10 Thoughts While Thinking better name for it. Considering the activities in this room, parlour fits quite well. The rest we'll leave to your imagination. Immediately to the right inside the front door (did you get thru it okay?) is a cubbyhole known as the Temple of the Old Foo', where sleeps and thinks the Evans. He has his library and files therein. Ahead of you are two doors; the one on the left leading to the Playground, the royal Ashley bedroom. The other, to the right, opens onto the Gourge Room. In the old days it was referred to as the dining room. If you safely negotiate the Playground you'll find yourself in the bathroom, which is mighty handy. If you likewise successfully negotiate the Gourge Room you'll come to the kitchen, which is almost as handy. Any time after that you are apt to pop out the back door and find yourself a doormat, shoe-scrape or a mutton chop for a dog who likes to lick faces. Upstairs. Aha, upstairs! At the top of the stairs is Liebscher's room, having a wall which isn't a wall, and which no one is allowed to peek thru without knocking, only you can't knock because it isn't a wall. He defies you to reach him in such manner. There is no door. You must stoop under or push the wall aside. If it were a real wall it would be annoying. Beyond that is Mr. Wiedenbeck's room, which, said to say, is just a room. We couldn't find one extraordinary fact about this room to startle people with. Mr. Wiedenbeck is mundane. However, we like to sleep in it best, which we did with gusto and things. To the rear of these two rooms is a gigantic attic made over into a studio. It houses thousands of books and magazines along the walls. Night-times, this is Thelma Morgan's private domain wherein she may wander about in her nightgown as she pleases. She reads Atlantic Monthly and Fortune magazines and keeps them hidden under her mattress for fear others will see them and think her stodgy. The one sure way to confound a Slan Shacker is to buttonhole him away from the others, put a confidential smirk on your face, and whisper: "Just between you and me, old man, what do you think of Slan Shack as a whole?" -- We glee. # # # # # FROME
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