Show A the writer picked up a national magazine the other day and turned to an indian story A person t defile the word story in that company compan 34 the story was a rotten lot of trash bunk imagination and so unreal that a kid of eleven would say he could hammer out a better story with a mallet and block of woo every bucket of blood so fast and furious that it soon ran away from all semblance to fact into the realm of fancy uncurbed As many killings as in a movie with blank cartridges in this the indians did all the killing were won ders supermen and giggled over how easy it was vas well of course that writer chose the apaches for his heroes which is supposed to cover all one writer boasts in a book that he had written and had had them accepted mer 01 er a half hundred of western stones stories before he had actually set foot in the west As if a utah man shall begin a series on Broa broadway dAay and get by with it pure twaddle |