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Post by dem bones on Dec 22, 2019 17:06:54 GMT
Edith & Ejler Jacobson - House of the Mummy Men: ( Terror Tales, March-April, 1939). The mad genius that burned like a searing flame in the twisted brain of Dr. Timothy Howard would allow him no rest until his great plan was completed = until the anguished screams of his reluctant young assistant should be moulded in a pageant of pain that would force an unfriendly world to admit his greatness!J. D. Stamer - The Egyptian Coffin: ( Tales for the Midnight Hour, (Scholastic, 1977). Vandal night-watchman receives his comeuppance in the Egyptian Room of the British Museum. James Whitlash - The Mummy: Mystery Magazine, Jan. 1933). Not seen. Referenced in Steve Guariento's Light into Ink: A Critical Survey of 50 Film Novelizations, Ideogram, 2019).
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Post by dem bones on Feb 1, 2020 17:38:15 GMT
Orgy in the Egyptian Room! Albert Smith - Mr. Grubbe's Night with Memnon: ( Illuminated Magazine, May 1843). "The monumental punch-bowl was directly pushed on one side, and they began to dance again, Mr. Grubbe, getting gradually more and more excited by the music, until, unable to contain himself any longer, he rushed from his recess, and seizing a fair young daughter of the Nile round the waist, was in an instant whirling round in the throng of deities, mummies, hieroglyphics, ibises, and anomalous creations who composed the assembly."Following an afternoon's wine tasting on the docks, an inebriated Mr. Withers Grubbe, antiquarian, falls asleep in the Egyptian room of the British Museum. Imagine his bewilderment when, on the stroke of midnight, a Memnonian orchestra strike up a tune, the exhibits come to life, the mummy cases give up their inmates, and the chamber is temporarily transformed into the rowdiest dance hall! Initially horrified, Grubbe can't help but get caught up in the moment. Can it be that his life's ambition - "to get up some paper that should produce a striking sensation in the learned world by the novel facts that it might disclose" - is finally to be realised? Frederick Graves - The Dead Face: ( Pall Mall, Sept. 1910). Catullus Valentine, the brilliant Egyptologist, recently lost his beloved wife, Isdryl, to a mystery disease. Now, much against the wishes of his colleagues, he presses ahead with a lunatic new project - an attempt to resurrect the fourth dynasty Priestess Ah-Ra by reciting from a magical ritual buried alongside her.
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Post by dem bones on Feb 2, 2020 7:29:23 GMT
Miss C. J. Turner Edwin Wooton - The Secret of Horeb-Ra-Men: ( Idler, May 1909). "Since this mummy ... was discovered near Cairo, everyone who has had to do with it has met with some disaster. Steffen, the excavator, was killed by a mad fanatic. The captain of the Morning Star, the boat that carried the mummy, was swept overboard in a gale and was drowned. The crane that lowered the mummy case at Southampton, let it slip, and it killed a labourer. The train that brought the thing to Birmenpool ran off the line, and crushed the driver ..." What abominable crime could this Priest of Osiris have committed that his dust be cursed so? Paul Whyte, Egyptologist, makes it his business to find out.
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Post by dem bones on Feb 3, 2020 18:46:29 GMT
Percy Spense Charles J. Mansford - At the Pyramid of the Sacred Bulls: ( Windsor, April 1896). Houssa, son of the desert and "a more odoriferous Arab than any I have met before" according to one satisfied customer, is hired by typically obnoxious Western tomb-looters to locate titular Pyramid. They are particularly interested in a mouldering papyrus concealed somewhere therein on which is recorded the ritual to resurrect the sleeping Queen Arga. Only by doing so can will they learn the whereabouts of a pricelees pearl. Houssa leads the white men to their goal, retrieves that which they seek, and leaves them to it ....
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Post by dem bones on Apr 24, 2020 6:26:14 GMT
To my Egypt from my heart - Antony Will Graven Michael Avallone - The Curse of Cleopatra: (Lyle Kenyon Engel [ed.], Tales of the Frightened #1, Spring 1956). "When one item is looted from the sacred tombs of Egypt, the dead one cannot sleep," and according to the legend, Cleopatra and Tanopsis the High Priest have wandered the earth for several centuries seeking reunion with the ring stolen from her dead fingers by tomb-robbers. October 1956, Manhattan. William Rameses, President of Firm Fit Foundations, Inc., and keen Egyptologist, hires Lucille Nile as his personal secretary, not least for her "firm upturned breasts of almost sculptured magnificence"/ uncanny resemblance to Cleopatra, a comparison she is quick to laugh off. Today, Rameses has Lucille accompany him to a business meeting with Samarko the antique dealer, who has acquired something he just knows the money man will consider a must for his private museum .... Such a shame to strike this one from the list but it lacks the essential mummy. With thanks to Steve Scott of pulpscans.
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Post by dem bones on Apr 25, 2020 16:16:31 GMT
Rudy Nappi Ledru Baker, Jr. - The Queen's Bedroom: (Lyle Kenyon Engel [ed.], Tales of the Frightened #2, Aug. 1957). Dying confession of grave-robber Rolly Andrews, 32, sealed inside an air-tight tomb ninety feet below the hard desert rock. Initially, Andrews had travelled to Cairo to obtain mummies legitimately for the museum back home, but then he met Dr. David Barkley, famous Egyptologist, and Janice, obligatory beautiful daughter of same (a Queen Tewosret look-a-like this time), who persuaded him to join their excavation of the tomb of Queen Hetepheres. At first Rolly feels cheated that the death chamber is bereft of customary treasure, but on raising the Queen's stone sarcophagus with a Hydraulic jack, Barkley reveals the secret "bedroom" beneath, and within, her mummified body and abundance of gold and jewels. Whereupon Rolly's greed got the better of him, dooming them both. Mummy lacks get up and go but curse has retained potency. Suspect that Ledru Baker Jr and Michael Avallone may be one and same entity, although I've not a shred of evidence to support this.
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Post by bluetomb on Apr 25, 2020 21:53:05 GMT
Recently read The Vaults of Yoh Vombis and The Empire of the Necromancers. Was most impressed by both, the former seemed to me something that could have been a great fun sci fi horror in the 80's with no alteration than expansion and the latter strong on dusty, doomy atmosphere and nightmarish but richly deserved comeuppance. The former also brings a general question to mind : does anyone else find the more gruesome scenes in older pulp often as effective as or even more so than some of their much more explicit modern counterparts? I think there can be something quite powerful about older works pushing as far as they can go when they really risk not getting published, unlike more recent ones that don't have much more than token restraint.
Anyway though, have I missed Clark Ashton Smith's The Double Shadow looking through this thread? A mummy plays an important though not primary part. Sorcerer Avyctes and apprentice Pharpetron find a triangular tablet, untranslatable until they learn that it comes from the serpent people of primordial time. They obtain a key (really, having to send the ghost of a prehistoric wizard back in time to get it should have warned them off), make a translation and find that it details a conjuration, which they set to with faithful mummy Oigos to complete their magical triangle. The results are roughly the sort of thing they should have expected... Jolly good fantasy/weird menace blend.
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Post by severance on Apr 26, 2020 17:00:38 GMT
Sorry Dem, but Ledru Baker Jr and Michael Avallone aren't/weren't one and the same. Ledru Shoopman Baker Jr. published four novels that I've been able to find - "And Be My Love" - Gold Medal, 1951, "The Cheaters" - Gold Medal, 1952, "The Preying Streets" - Ace, 1955 and "Brute Madness" - Novel Books, 1961.
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Post by dem bones on Apr 27, 2020 5:12:57 GMT
Sorry Dem, but Ledru Baker Jr and Michael Avallone aren't/weren't one and the same. Ledru Shoopman Baker Jr. published four novels that I've been able to find - "And Be My Love" - Gold Medal, 1951, "The Cheaters" - Gold Medal, 1952, "The Preying Streets" - Ace, 1955 and "Brute Madness" - Novel Books, 1961. Good to hear from you Sev, and thanks for setting me straight on that.
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Post by dem bones on Apr 29, 2020 6:07:59 GMT
Angus stood rooted to the spot, his eyes dilated with terror. The thing reached him . . . There was a short, sharp struggle and then dreadful silence. And the heap in the corner that had once been Maginty looked like a bundle of old rags, carelessly discarded.] Bron Fane (R. Lionel Fanthorpe) - The Secret of the Pyramid: ( Supernatural Stories #49, Oct. 1961. “Under the crumbling stone and faded gilt the thing waited.” When old Angus Maginty, nightwatchman at Bridgeford Museum, is murdered by a mummy ("Amen el Karak, the High Priest of Set, Beloved of Set, High Priest of Darkness, to give him his full titles"), Inspector Rod Gorman turns to his old friend, Val Stearman, star reporter of the ‘Daily Globe,’ and the enigmatic La Noire to put the menace back in its sarcophagus. Read on Pel Torro.com. Bron Fane (R. Lionel Fanthorpe) - The Green Sarcophagus: ( Supernatural Stories #41, March 1961). They prised up the jewelled lid and gazed in terror on the long-dead face . . . "You don’t think this is anything unhuman, do you, not anything from space like that Quatermass experiment?” Promising title to the contrary, another we can strike from our list due to absence of mummy. Labourers unearth the five ton cylinder beneath a street near the Embankment. Val Stearman and La Noire transport their find to the laboratory where Professor Augustus Clitheroe wears out several diamond drills in failing to open the thing. He eventually triumphss by subjecting the metallic casing to a high pitched frequency - releasing a hideous, indestructible eight foot monstrosity of pure evil! Read on Pel Torro.com. * Thanks to Dr. Strange for the tip off! *
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Post by dem bones on May 2, 2020 11:16:43 GMT
"Whoever she was she had died easily and beautifully. Her white body was a succession of gracious curves, and her hands were crossed on small, firm breasts that even in death reminded Foster of magnolia buds." E. Hoffman Price - Tailor Made Mummy: ( Spicy Mystery Stories, July 1936). Handling mummies was Foster's business - but he didn't think the job involved butchering a beautiful girl to fake an Egyptian Queen! Denis Foster, a young, out of work Egyptologist is abducted and forced to embalm the corpse of a recent "suicide" by chemist Merrill Kane, Ida, his grasping "full-breasted and luxurious" trophy wife, and creepy cronies Hassan, a hook-nosed Arab bruiser, and Selin, the necrophiliac chauffeur. Kane's enormous inheritance relies upon his vindicating late uncle's reputation by presenting the mummy of Queen Hatshepsu to the world famous Cosmopolitan Museum. Dr. Eric von Blauvelt's crackpot theory that the Queen had been removed from her tomb and reburied at Deir el Bahri earned the ridicule of his peers, and he died bitter and broken. Kane knows the old fool had it all wrong, so his only chance is to manufacture his own Hatshepsu from female corpses. To this end, the fiends snatch Coptic stunner Nefeyda Malouf from New York's Syrian quarter ("lovelier than he had dreamed any woman could be ... "). How Miss Malouf dies - quick and painless, or tortured plaything of Kane's pet rapists - depends entirely on Foster's willingness to co-operate.
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Post by dem bones on May 4, 2020 17:24:14 GMT
Michael Zuroy - The Awful Experiment: (Richard E. Decker [ed.], Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine, Nov. 1963). "Perhaps among you right now there is a resurrected mummy. Perhaps your neighbour, or your best friend." Death Row confession of Professor Holloway S. Dutt, MAD ARCHAEOLOGIST, who's not been the same since wife Freda passed away. Professor Dutt is obsessed with the death practices of ancient Egypt and desperate to put one over on those stupid fools at the University by returning two mummies to life. Unfortunately, the ritual requires human sacrifice. To this end, Dutt murders his sponsor and her husband, in an attempt to revive Sethomana, prince of Egypt and his consort, Tolatha.
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Post by dem bones on May 14, 2020 10:37:44 GMT
Metro, Thursday 14 May, 2020.
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Post by andydecker on May 14, 2020 11:07:01 GMT
Hard to believe that this is from this year.
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Post by cromagnonman on May 14, 2020 11:36:38 GMT
I have personally witnessed a number of inexplicable and blood-curdling sights at the British Museum. All of them associated with the price stickers attached to the tat in the gift shop.
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