mpt
to Dominate the Earth_
_By_ Arthur J. Burks

_A Large Instalment of_

BRIGANDS of the MOON

_The Splendid Interplanetary Novel_
_By_ Ray Cummings

The RAY of MADNESS

_The Account of Another of Dr. Bird's Amazing Exploits_
_By_ Captain S. P. Meek

--_And Many Other Stories by Your Favorite Authors!_

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The Soul Master

_By Will Smith and R. J. Robbins_

Desperately O'Hara plunged into Prof. Kell's mysterious mansion.
For his friend Skip was the victim of the eccentric scientist's
de-astralizing experiment, and faced a fate more hideous than
death.

[Illustration: _A terrific force was emanating from that devilish globe
above._]

The train was slowing down for Keegan. A whistle from the locomotive
ahead had warned the two alert young men in the smoker to that effect,
and they arose to leave the train. Both were neatly and quietly dressed.
One carried a medium-sized camera with the necessary tripod and
accessory satchel. The other carried no impediments of any sort. Both
were smoking cigars, evidently not of expensive variety, judging by the
unaromatic atmosphere thereabouts.

"Can't see what Bland shipped us up to this one-horse dump for,"
grumbled Skip Handlon, the one who carried the camera. He was the
slighter of the two and perhaps half a head shorter than the other. "Do
you know anything about it?"

"Not much," confessed the other as they alighted from the smoker. "All I
can tell you is that Bland sent for me early this morning, told me to
get a story out of this Professor Kell and to drag you along. After we
get there you are to do as judgment dictates. But I remember that the
Chief was specific as regards one thing. You are to get the proff's mug.
Don't forget. The old fellow may growl and show fight, but it's up to
you to deliver the goods--or, in this case, get them. Don't depend on me
for help. I expect to have troubles of my own." Thus gloomed Horace
Perry, star reporter for the Journal.

"This Keegan place"--Handlon was using his eyes swiftly and
comprehensively--"isn't worth much. Can't see how it manages to even
rate a name. Some dump, all right!"

"You said a couple mouthfuls."

"How's the train service, if any?"

"Rotten. Two trains a day." The other was anything but enthusiastic.
"We've a nice long wait for the next one, you can bet. Now, just add to
that a rough reception after we reac