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Dickie Loeb died in prison twelve years later, slashed 56 times with a razor blade by another convict, who said that Loeb had made homosexual advances to him. Nathan Leopold stayed on, teaching in the prison school, reorganizing the library, offering himself for malaria-control experiments during World War II. He applied for parole three times, wras turned down each time—until last week, when the Illinois parole board on a split vote approved his fourth application. He promised to devote his life to good works, plans to take a $10-a-month hospital job in Puerto Rico. Yet Leopold is still not convinced that his mind is not that of a superman. In his book, Life Plus 99 Years (Doubleday; $5.50), published this week, he refuses to recognize that he was caught up by stupidity, attributes his downfall to freaks of fate. Writes Nathan Leopold: "What a rotten writer of detective stories life is!"