Description
Step back in time with the Saturday Evening Post Magazine from July 12, 1952, featuring the charming and delightful illustration of Bill and Red by renowned artist Schaeffer. This vintage magazine not only offers a glimpse into the past but also serves as a beautiful collectible for enthusiasts of classic Americana.
The interior of this magazine is in great condition, allowing you to enjoy the nostalgia without concern. Each page is well-preserved, exhibiting minimal signs of aging. You'll find no missing pages and all print is clear and legible, making it perfect for reading or display.
One of the highlighted aspects of this magazine is its overall condition. Despite its age, it has been maintained in good vintage condition, a testament to its value as a collectible item.
However, it’s important to note the condition of the cover. The cover, while still visually appealing, does show signs of age and wear. It adds character to the magazine and tells a story of its own. For a closer look, please see the accompanying photos.
- Collectible Value: A fantastic addition to any vintage magazine collection.
- Historical Nostalgia: Enjoy exploring the culture and lifestyle of the 1950s through its articles and advertisements.
Whether you are an avid collector or simply looking for a unique piece of history, this Saturday Evening Post magazine is a fantastic choice. Its blend of artisticillustration and nostalgic content makes it a delightful piece for coffee table display or reading on a quiet afternoon.
Don't miss your chance to own this charming piece of Americana. Grab your copy today and immerse yourself in the stories and illustrations from a simpler time.
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):- Short Stories
- Tom Elliott’s Harem — John Reese
- Price on His Head — Laurence Kirk
- The Big Inning — Booton Herndon
- The Bloodstained Beach — Jacland Marmur
- Articles
- Murder by Mail — Robert M. Yoder
- It Knocks Down High Blood Pressure — Milton Silverman
- The Case of the Tan Stranger — George Weller
- He’s the Stingiest Admiral! — Hugh Morrow
- Daffest Lake in America — Bill Wolf
- Look What They’re Doing With Coal! — Arthur W. Baum
- They Bite Our Helping Hand — Arthur Noyes
- Now Anyone Can Make Cloth — T. E. Murphy
- Serials
- Tombstone (Second of eight parts) — Clarence Budington Kelland
- The Hunted Woman (Fourth of six parts) — Martha Albrand
- Other Features
- Letters
- Editorials
- Post Scripts
- Verse
- Keeping Posted
- This Week’s Cover
- At first glance we feared that Red, the lad clinging to the boat, is weeping because he can’t swim, being—perhaps through superior intelligence—terrified of deep moisture. But then it was obvious that Red has just surfaced and is wiping off his snorkel. Mead Schaeffer explains that Bill Waterwings, the nonswimmer, is back on the dock, trying to make himself jump into the awful stuff lapping at his feet. Very sympathetic is Schaeffer, for once he was like Bill—until one day he slipped on the water-slick dock and found himself submerged in Winona Lake, Indiana. All his future life passed before him in a flash, and he thought, I’ve got to stay and get out of here or Art Editor Stuart, of the Post, will be mad at me. So he swam. Forevermore.








