



Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online
Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net









                         _THE HAPPY HOMICIDE_

                            BY FRANK BANTA

              It's not so bad, being on trial for murder.
              Of course, it's a little embarrassing--when
                 the principal witness is the corpse!

           [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
               Worlds of If Science Fiction, March 1962.
         Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
         the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]


Attendants pushing an ambulance cot wheeled what was left of murdered
Fannie Bork into the center of the courtroom. The body was covered with
a white sheet, except for the long, slim feet which were sticking out.
Her toenails were painted red.

Forty-year-old John Bork listened while the prosecutor read the
indictment against him: "--and the same John Bork did on the twelfth