There have been a number of interesting theories advanced about
life on Mars, but few have equalled Charles Fritch's intriguing
picture of the world of Longtree and Channeljumper in its infinite
variations, tonal and thematic. The Mars of these two is an old
culture, old and finite.
by CHARLES E. FRITCH
Longtree played. His features relaxed into a gentle smile
of happiness and his body turned a bright red orange.
Longtree sat before his hole in the ground and gazed thoughtfully among...
Psychopathology has offered possible answers to why, from
time to time, people in large quantities "see" strange
things in the sky which manage to evade trained scientific
observers, or conform to what is known about the behavior
of falling or flying bodies. And mass hysteria is by no
means a product of the present century. But what if these
human foibles were deliberately being exploited?
THE FOURTH INVASION
by Henry Josephs
Dr. Clayton's face wa...
Men have fought and died for life and liberty since the beginning of time, and they will continue the fight until time finally comes to an end. Here is a thoroughly readable story about just such a situation a story which could well be a forecast of the chilling future of your children and ours.
be it ever thus
by ... Robert Moore Williams
The planet's natives were so similar to their conquerors that no one could tell them apart except for their difference in thinking.
This was Graduation Day. The senior class from the Sta...
[Illustration: Illustrated by FRIES]
Tree, Spare That Woodman
By DAVE DRYFOOS
The single thing to fear was fear ghastly, walking fear!
Stiff with shock, Naomi Heckscher stood just inside the door to Cappy's one room cabin, where she'd happened to be when her husband discovered the old man's body.
Her nearest neighbor old Cappy dead. After all his wire pulling to get into the First Group, and his slaving to make a farm on this alien planet, dead in bed!
Naomi's mind circled frantically, contrasting her happy anticipations with this shocking actua...
By G. L. VANDENBURG
You've heard, I'm sure, about the two Martians who went into
a bar, saw a jukebox flashing and glittering, and said to it,
"What's a nice girl like you doing in a joint like this?"
Well, here's one about two Capellans and a slot machine....
Toryl pointed the small crypterpreter toward the wooden,
horseshoe shaped sign. The sign's legend was carved in bright yellow
letters. Sartan, Toryl's companion, watched up and down the open highway
This etext was produced from A Martian Odyssey and Others
published in 1949. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence
that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor
spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.
"This," said the Franciscan, "is my Automaton, who at the proper time
will speak, answer whatsoever question I may ask, and reveal all secret
knowledge to me." He smiled as he laid his hand affectionately on the
iron skull that topped the pedesta...
A TRANSMUTATION OF MUDDLES
An experienced horse trader, bargain haggler, and general swapper has a very special talent for turning two headaches into one aspirin pill....
By H. B. FYFE
Illustrated by Van Dongen
The rugged little stellar scout ship flared down to the surface of Kappa Orionis VII about a mile from the aboriginal village. The pilot, Lieutenant Eric Haruhiku, scorched an open field, but pointed out to Louis Mayne that he had been careful to disturb neither woodland nor shoreline.
"The Kappans are touchy about those, Judge," he explain...
This etext was produced from Analog Science Fact & Fiction May 1963.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S.
copyright on this publication was renewed.
At that, you know the power to enforce
the Golden Rule would make a terrible weapon!
by JAMES H. SCHMITZ
ILLUSTRATED BY LEO SUMMERS
Menesee felt excitement surge like a liv...
This etext was produced from A Martian Odyssey and Others published in 1949. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.
THE WORLDS OF IF
I stopped on the way to the Staten Island Airport to call up, and that was a mistake, doubtless, since I had a chance of making it otherwise. But the office was affable. "We'll hold the ship five minutes for you," the clerk said. "That's the best we can do...
What is it like to be a fox hunted by hounds? We find out through the senses of an escaped convict as he struggles to free himself from would-be captors. The struggle is brutal. In the end, we are left wondering which person really wins--the pursued or the pursuer. Or perhaps which one is now the pursuer, which the pursued.
This etext was produced by David Price, email email@example.com, from the 1864 Chapman & Hall "Tales of all Countries" edition.
by Anthony Trollope
I would wish to declare, at the beginning of this story, that I shall neve...