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                  _Nuts to wild talents! Mine was no
              satisfaction, never earned me a penny--and
              now it had me fighting for my life in_ ...

                          THE LITTLE RED BAG

                             By JERRY SOHL

           [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
              Worlds of If Science Fiction, January 1960.
         Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
         the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]


About an hour out of San Francisco on the flight to Los Angeles, I made
the discovery. I had finished reading the _Chronicle_, folded and put
it beside me, turned and looked out the window, expecting to see the
San Joaquin Valley but finding only a sea of clouds instead. So I
returned my attention to the inside of the plane, to the overstuffed
gray-haired woman asleep beside me