Description
Step back in time with this authentic copy of the Saturday Evening Post Magazine from December 27, 1952, featuring a captivating cover illustration by the renowned artist Steven Dohanos. This vintage magazine captures the spirit of Christmas Eve, a theme that resonates deeply with nostalgia and warmth. A cherished piece for collectors and history enthusiasts alike, this magazine provides a glimpse into the cultural landscape of the early 1950s.
The cover art by Dohanos is a masterclass in mid-century illustration, showcasing a cozy, festive scene that embodies the essence of the holiday season. It’s not just a magazine; it’s a piece of art that brings historical charm to any collection. Delight in the details of the era as you explore the stories and advertisements that reflect life in the 1950s.
This item is the exact one you’ll receive, ensuring transparency and trust in your purchase. Please take a moment to review the pictures to appreciate the condition. We’ve included a plastic protective covering to keep your magazine in pristine condition, making it ideal for display or as a thoughtful gift for the vintage enthusiast in your life.
Key Features:
- Authentic vintage item from December 27, 1952, showcasing unique Christmas Eve artwork.
- Protective plastic covering included for preservation and display purposes.
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This Saturday Evening Post Magazine is more than just a collectible; it's a conversation starter that brings history to life. Add this remarkable piece to your collection today and celebrate the charm of yesteryears.
Note: The content list below is digitally transcribed for searchability. Please refer to the photos for the exact Table of Contents.
Inside This Issue (Full Table of Contents):-
4 Short Stories
- The Lady Wasn’t Bashful — James Charles Lynch
- The Cradle — Stuart Cloete
- Men Are Naturally Dangerous — Dorothy Blake
- The Killer of Hourglass Lake — Robert Murphy
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Novelette
- The Magic Afternoon — Clemente Ripley
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7 Articles
- Our Baby Was Born Blind — Frank M. Stevenson as told to Andrew Hamilton
- Manhattan’s Haughtiest Eatery — Charles Wertenbaker
- The Mystery of the Private Chapel — Hartzell Spence
- Congress vs. the Plunging Neckline — Henry F. and Katharine Pringle
- I Fly the Night Skies over Korea — Lt. Comdr. Franklin Metzner, USN
- What I Learned from the Russians — Marguerite Higgins
- The Town Where It Rains Money — George Sessions Perry
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2 Serials
- The Big Heat (First of seven parts) — William P. McGivern
- The Secret of the Purple Reefs (Fourth of eight parts) — Dorothy Cottrell
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Other Features
- Letters
- Editorials
- Post Scripts
- Verse
- Keeping Posted
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This Week’s Cover
- The painter wanted to feel what the world feels on Christmas Eve. But that was weeks ago, and the mood did not seem to be abroad in the land. In Korea the hills were running red, and at home the fever of politics bred ill will among men. So the painter went into a little church in a little town called Greenfield Hill. The choir was rehearsing, and the mood the man sought was in their singing. Then he went up into the church tower, where he stood for a long while beside the old bell, watching nightfall touch the Connecticut hills like a benediction. In the sky shone one especially bright star. From it came the thought: There is a specially bright star every night—men do not have to wait for Christmas Eve. Then Doan’s hand was ready to paint.