Description
Step back in time with this remarkable vintage piece: the Saturday Evening Post Magazine from October 10, 1959, featuring a stunning cover illustration titled "Blue Ridge" by renowned artist Clymer. This classic magazine encapsulates the charm and aesthetic of mid-20th century America, making it a must-have for collectors and nostalgia enthusiasts alike.
The vivid artwork on the front cover captures the essence of the breathtaking Blue Ridge Mountains, inviting readers to lose themselves in the picturesque landscapes that define this iconic region. It's more than just a magazine; it's a glimpse into a different era, rich with culture and creativity.
Condition matters, and we understand that. The item pictured in this listing is precisely what you will receive. Take a close look at the images to assess its unique vintage charm and any signs of aging, as this magazine is without a label, enhancing its collectible appeal.
Please note that we offer combined shipping on multiple purchases. Just ask us, and we'll figure out the most convenient and economical way for you to receive your items. Every magazine is carefully placed in a plastic protective covering to ensure it arrives in great condition.
Don't miss your chance to own a piece of American history! This magazine is perfect for interior decoration, gifts for enthusiasts, or even as a conversation starter in your home. Here's what makes this magazine so special:
- Beautiful Cover Art: A captivating illustration that highlights the natural beauty of the Blue Ridge region.
- Collectible Vintage Item: A timeless piece from the 1950s, perfect for collectors and vintage lovers.
Make this Saturday Evening Post Magazine October 10, 1959, a part of your collection today! Whether for yourself or as a thoughtful gift, it’s sure to enchant and inspire. Grab it before it’s gone!
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
- The Hunter and the Huntress — Harold Mead
- The Varsity Sheik — Neill C. Wilson
- Duel in the Dusk — Gerald Kersh
- Lesson in Courage — Williams Forrest
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Articles
- My Father, F. D. R. (First of five articles) — James Roosevelt, as told to Sidney Shalett
- Adventures of the Mind, 37: Science and Sex Ethics — George W. Corner
- The Face of America: The Destroyer — Photograph by Frank Ross
- Can the Colts Do It Again? — Al Silverman
- I Call on Dick Clark — Pete Martin
- Hunting the Invisible Killers: Conclusion, The Era of New Viruses — Green Williams
- In Gandhi’s Footsteps — Arthur Bonner
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Serials
- Engineers Don’t Fight (Conclusion) — William Chamberlain
- The Case of the Waylaid Wolf (Sixth of eight parts) — Erle Stanley Gardner
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Other Features
- Letters
- Editorials
- Post Scripts
- Verse
- Hazel
- Keeping Posted
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The Cover
- When those green highlands are seen from afar, they are blue, as highlands are wont to be. Hence, long ago somebody had an inspiration and named them the Blue Ridge Mountains. But these aren’t in Virginia, like the ones in the old ballad featuring “the trail of the lonesome pine”—are you aged enough to remember that? These hills are near Boone, North Carolina, viewed from the trail of the nonlonely automobile. When Columbus discovered America he found the Americans smoking tobacco, and the work going on in the ’baccy field here testifies that the custom still persists. In the foreground you see a stationary burro, a detail which painter John Clymer probably considers a still life. It’s a pretty fair bet that fifteen minutes from now the animal will still be still.