The cover
It is educational for a boy to squire a lady gourmet to a smart eatery and have the experience of surviving the bad news eventually imparted by the waiter. Thus he is taught, when his muscles are young and adaptable, to use split vision in a restaurant, one eye checking the fodder on the menu, the other the mathematics relating thereto. If this lad should say, "Mom, how about I divide by two and we each pay our own?" it will indicate a smart boy, but probably will be the last time he'll get away with that with a woman. George Hughes illustrates here a rite performed by waiters: when in doubt about the adequacy of a forth-coming tip, they cross two fingers to exert a favorable whammy on their victims. Maybe this restaurant's hat-check girl better cross all her fingers.

In this issue
Vol. 228, No. 28

Short stories
• The Trap
• Marriage Money
• Landing Party
• No Man for Nancy

Articles
• How I Got This Way
• Oh, Where Did My Money Go?
• "The Most Impossible Job in the World"
• Those Smug, Smug Russians: Communism is Their Religion
• I've Had Enough!
• The Face of America: dune Denizens
• Mr. Henry's Empire
• The Dog That Loved Foxes

Serials
• Those Midofrd Girls
• The Cast of the Missing Poison

Other features
• Letters
• Editorials
• Post Scripts
• Verse
• Keeping Posted