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[page 1] <Written in cursive.> The Story of the Mathom Sun <End cursive.> HOOHAH Yes, it has been one year. It is a long story of which only a shortened form is suitable for telling. Once, in late Octoober 1966, here was an ad. It was in a wargaming magasine @magazine@. What are wargames? Many know. They are these expensive, huge game boards, all worked with maps and entirely covered by tiny hexagonal boxes. They have small cardboard squares on which names and numbers are printed. Italian armor: can move 5 squares, attack with 10, defend with 1. All of them. There is a die and players who throw the die to decide battles between the small cardboard pieces. Well, there is a company called Avalon Hill which makes wargaming. Being wisely managed, they know that wargamers were few and, likely, far apart. So, they made their wargamess @wargames@ playable by mail and published this magazine so that people could put ads in it. This way, an old man in Missouri could paly @play@ (org, play) an expensive Avalon Hill game with a lad in Georgia by mail. People not only did this but they formed clubs by mail. So it was a high school lad in Annandale, Virginia, named Charles Welch, called himself Gandalf. He put an ad in the paper and in no time at all, he had _9½_ (??? Typers @Typer’s@ note: my back space is where his ½ is) members! He wanted to have wargaming tournaments (between mailing clubs) and discuss Tolkien and also to have everyone learn Tengwar, the alphabet in the appendices of the _Lord of the Rings_. I, who had heard of the club through Joe Thomas @,@ a dwarve @dwarf@ called Dain, joined as Hildifons Took and asked if we might change the club (no use waiting until later to change the club). Everyone would have either a Took or a Brandybuck name and no wargaming and a paper, a journal like in the Tolkien Society of America. Gandalf didn't think _anyone_ would like being a Took and _especially_ a Brandybuck. He'd think about the wargaming but he did like the idea of a paper. He, of course, would put it out. That was in Jan. of 1967. Two months later, Gandalf (or G.) disbanded the club because we banbhed <series of struck out letters> (typers note: AARGH!!) a hateful dwarve named Thror who hated elves, ents, and Hobbits. I was sort of behind that. He had insulted Hobbits (me) first and with a little time, he hung himself (not literally). As I As I had said, G. didn't like it so he and his dwarve buddies started the Dwarves of Moria club. The restoof @rest of@ us kept up our Neo-Numenoreans club. The paper idea was now more interesting and Aragorn and Eomer and Faramir in St. Louis said they'd be glad to publish it. It was to be called the Mathom because a _mathom_ is something that has no immediate use but is too important to throw away. I sent a rough draft down there but Aragorn lost it. It took me a month to find this out. By then it was just about June. [page 2] THE STORY OF THE MATHOM SUN, cont. Mr. Otis, one of the members of the renowned D.H.S. English department, offered the services of the school ditto machine for the Mathom Sun. (I had called it the Mathom _Sun_ because Sun sounded like a fine word.) That June night, I printed the first Mathom Sun. Dittoed the next day, it sold for 10¢ and was five pages long. It was followed by a Mathern Sun whose first page was backwards and contained the first El Brick. Now, a year later, a Mathom Sun which should be far improved. Any ads, notices, short stories or poems, any small illustrations (½ page or less) are welcome. Subscribe now. Send 60¢ and you receive this issue the last issue, and two future issues (15¢ each).