Peter the Brazen returns! Wireless operator Peter Moore continues his adventures in Len Yang as he battles the sinister figure of power and evil, the mysterious Gray Dragon. Written by long-time Argosy author George F. Worts under his primary pen-name, Peter the Brazen made a marked impression on Argosy reader Lester Dent when he co-created Doc Savage. The saga of Peter the Brazen is amongst the best adventure series in the history of pulp fiction.
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The town of Wayback is fictional...unless you happen to live in eastern Montana, then that could change. Some of my people are real, only their names and descriptions have been changed to protect the guilty. A few of the events, in my stories, actually happened-REALLY, they did. Some, but not all, are purely from the messed-up mind of the author. Were they just dreams? Only I can answer that, and I won't. We'll leave that to your imagination. It's more fun that way. I was born on a small farm, outside a small town in northern Minnesota, during the blizzard of February 1933. At the age of six I started school in a one-room schoolhouse, and still remember my first grade teacher, Agnes Pelequin. Lovely woman and she still is. I went back to Minnesota just this year, rapped on her door and as she opened it, she paused, only for a moment, then exclaimed: "George Smith!" What a memory. It was during her teachings that I became interested in writing, remembering yet, my first words of poetry. "Little snowflakes/falling from the sky-
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