The Cover
Maybe Dick Sargent's young romantic is one of the lads who were heaving snowballs at girls on John Clymer's cover last week. Maybe the act of drawing a bead on a neat little blonde resulted in a queer discovery--that girls are an interesting institution beyond their value as targets and as something to pull the hair of. This is one way to describe Love, and Shakespeare has described it in other ways. A year ago that cover boy's tastes in valentining would have tended toward something awful like, "Roses are red, violets are blue. You're as pretty as the monkey in the zoo." But this year look at what his token says; and no matter how many other ladies may be featured in his adoration of the adorable sex, he'll never quite forget that first little blond target of his heart.

In this issue
Vol. 228, No. 33

Short Stories
• Girls Will Grow Up
• Voice of Murder
• The Alligator That Hated Swamps
• The Woman Who Wanted to Die

Articles
• I Lead a Goofy Life
• Swapping Zoo Keepers
• Why I Am a Conservative
• Ballplayers are as Good as ever
• My Battles in War and Peace

Serials
• Sioux Uprising
• The Floods of Fear

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