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id: 19141
title: Edison''s Conquest of Mars
author: Serviss, Garrett Putman
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  mean that the Martians were preparing for another invasion of the earth, through space and safely land upon the surface of another planet, Mr. Edison''s immediate purpose was fulfilled, and we hastened back to the earth, employing in leaving the moon and landing again upon our own planet great squadron of floating ships, with their signal lights ablaze, planet from the earth being, at this time, about thirty-six million miles. The Death-Dealing Martians Strike a Fearful Blow at the Earth''s In order to distract the attention of the Martians, the electrical ships "This must be the great gold mine of Mars," said the president of ships that had been sent off in the direction of Mars was seen rapidly in falling upon such a planet as the earth, the Martians and their car The moons of Mars, like the earth''s Martians, with all their marvellous powers, to invent electrical ships


id: 29504
title: What''s He Doing in There?
author: Leiber, Fritz
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  The Martian''s mouth curled happily downward and he said, "Thank you very Something rather final in the Martian''s tone made the Professor desist, He was still rhapsodizing when the Professor''s Little Son raced in. "Pop, the Martian''s gone to the bathroom!" "Oh, certainly," the Professor''s Wife said with a trace of bitterness. "I''m glad it was!" the Professor said while his wife added, "Yes, you "I thought he''d come downstairs long ago," her daughter explained. with Nosy here following him." The Professor''s Coltish Daughter was The Professor stopped in front of the bathroom door. When they had retreated to the stairs, it was the Professor''s Wife who "Tell you what, Pop--I can look in the bathroom window and see what he''s The one word the Professor''s Wife spoke was like a death knell. "Maybe he''s a shape-changer," the Professor''s Coltish Daughter said in a "Well, have you thought of something?" the Professor''s Wife asked him


id: 27400
title: The Martian: A Novel
author: Du Maurier, George
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  My life is so full of Barty Josselin that I can hardly be said to A few years ago Barty met the son of the man who killed Lord in Paris or London, enter Barty Josselin, idle school-boy, or dandy read and know Barty Josselin, nor merely to see and hear and love "''Sais pas,''" said Josselin; "don''t like killing things, I little daughter--Barty''s sister, as he called her--"m''amour"--and Barty got up and made Dumollard a polite little bow, and walked out life and Barty''s that I should like to go through our joint lives things under his own eye; and Barty would fill Bonzig''s French sea Barty, and took the guitar, and sang a little French Tyrolienne Except Barty, I never loved a man better; two years after his "My dear little Barty,--Your nice long letter made me very beautiful little Bartys, and Leah''s hands were full.


id: 30454
title: Blind Spot
author: Jones, Bascom
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  Johnny Stark, director of the department of Interplanetary Relations for Stark was to announce his engagement at the Chief''s monthly dinner party After the girl had seated herself, Stark and the Martian sat down. When the girl nodded, Stark placed a small check mark in the space Stark placed a check mark by the Martian''s name. The girl and the Martian nodded, and the girl passed Stark a medical has no record as a troublemaker." Stark looked at the girl. Almost at the exact moment that Carol opened the door into Stark''s office, the yellow visi-screen of the vocal box upon Stark''s desk Stark nodded and waited for the Chief to say something else, but the Carol said, "That was Dad, wasn''t it?" Stark had picked out her birthday present, but he wanted it to be a She left the pin on Stark''s desk and


id: 30539
title: The Terrible Answer
author: Hill, Arthur G.
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  And as Larkin spoke, all seven men looked at the Martians; looked Larkin had been directing his words toward a young man named Smith. Smith regarded the Martians with not quite the impersonal stare of the "I don''t like your attitude," Larkin said stubbornly. They were too busy listening to Larkin and Smith--and The Martians stood around grinning, waiting patiently for something to "A good idea," Cleve said, "but first, one little gesture. "A waste of time," Larkin said. Larkin did not reply, and Smith turned his head Larkin was striding up and down the line of straining Martians. Larkin, satisfied with the progress of the entirely useless ditch, came Smith, studying Larkin, saw the latter smile, and was again struck by Larkin came back, smiling--almost dreamily, Smith thought. "Dig there," Larkin said. Another Martian took the gun from Larkin''s pocket. The big Martian was standing on Larkin.


id: 31736
title: Star Performer
author: Shea, Robert
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  Malcomb told how he had been struck by Gavir''s that the head of MDC himself had ordered the killing, because Gavir''s Martian tribes would always protect the head of MDC from Gavir''s Gavir said, "I will sing the _Song of Going to Hunt_." He heaved Malcomb said, "You can''t expect an untrained young Martian to control As they left the Global Dreamcasting System building, Gavir said to civilization is explained in books." Gavir wanted to learn. Gavir drew back his arm and threw the knife Gavir told Malcomb about the "See?" said Hoppy to Gavir. After Sylvie left, Hoppy Davery said, "That might be a good Jarvis Spurling ignored Gavir''s hand and stared coldly at him. "I will," said Gavir. On his next dreamcast Gavir sang the _Song of the Blood Feud_. "Let him come and find me," said Gavir. Spurling''s body was thrown back against Gavir.


id: 21670
title: Edison''s Conquest of Mars
author: Serviss, Garrett Putman
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  visible, moving and flashing upon the red surface of the Planet of War. These mysterious appearances could only be interpreted in the light of generator contained in this car, an enormous charge of electricity, Mr. Edison was able to counterbalance, and a trifle more than space and safely land upon the surface of another planet, Mr. Edison''s In order to distract the attention of the Martians, the electrical ships when we were navigating space about half way between the earth and Mars. "This must be the great gold mine of Mars," said the president of an in falling upon such a planet as the earth, the Martians and their car watch the effect of the opening blow and be ready to follow it up, Mr. Edison himself poised one of the new disintegrators, which was too large Martians that our electrical ships had a great advantage over them, not


id: 72
title: Thuvia, Maid of Mars
author: Burroughs, Edgar Rice
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  in the eyes of Thuvia of Ptarth--only horror for the thing the man "Kaor, Carthoris of Helium!" the princess returned the young man''s As Carthoris watched him, a great hope leaped into the man''s heart. Carthoris sought both to defend Thuvia of Ptarth and reach the Carthoris turned toward Thuvia of Ptarth. its niche, and Thuvia and Carthoris entered the city of Lothar. The man upon the dais was eyeing him intently, and Carthoris of "I am Carthoris, Prince of Helium," replied the Heliumite. "You saw the Torquasians fall before the bowmen?" asked Jav. Carthoris nodded. As Thuvia of Ptarth saw Carthoris depart from the presence of Tario, a real man, a real warrior--Carthoris of Helium!" Carthoris and Thuvia turned their eyes in the direction of the Carthoris looked toward Jav. The man was pasty white with fear. Carthoris saw Thuvia of Ptarth step forward with outstretched


id: 604
title: Gulliver of Mars
author: Arnold, Edwin Lester Linden
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  for long leave and come ashore like this, to curry favour with a set of I said, with humility, something like that happened in the place I came stare at the man who An said was the head of Martian society. myself again by this time, so willingly took her hand, and soon came to gurgle anew, like a drinking spout in spring-time, and away we went, little, then after looking at me demurely for a minute or two, like a "None--till you came; and now, as was said a long time ago, ''All is the Martian boys will like this postscript," and chin on hand, and eyes my errand took the upper hand, and remembrance of poor Heru like a must now be near, arrived at what looked like a little open space, news, I handed over to them the princess while I went to look for Hath.


id: 40992
title: The Martian
author: Glasser, Allen
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  Where he lay the man heard the sound of it--a steady drone, or buzz. The return of Hope, to a man who has definitely put it away from him, is He wondered if all creatures crawled in this world of Toon. sight of these two strangely man-like creatures beating and tearing at great relief they turned and left the room, closing the door. He made a little murmuring sound to the man; and raising his face to the stood for a long time staring at the door where the lock had been--then Again he did not understand what the large man meant, and looked around "Sun," said the young man quickly. The door opened, and Blumberg entered, followed by a smaller man. The door opened softly, and the pale young man came in. The pale young man looked at him, and at the table. The Martian did not take his eyes from the little point of light.


id: 32284
title: The Hitch Hikers
author: McCain, Vernon L.
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  _The Rell, a great and ancient Martian race, faced extinction when In the old days a single unit of the group-mind of the Rell would have units whose task was to multiply in any group-mind action involving It was a truism among the Rell that the interpretive banks arrived at "Who mentioned Rell?" was the interpretive bank''s smug answer. prolongation of life and thus were not unused to the interpretive bank''s The observation and interpretive banks once more came into play, As stillness settled back over the group-mind the speculative bank once blanked off from not only the group-mind and his bank but also from "Do not compute before the mesh is set," the interpretive bank "Where is the moisture coming from?" the interpretive bank was asked. The Rell had grasped that the man lived and traveled inside his ship and Brown was just emerging from his space suit so the Rell chose his


id: 32054
title: Stamped Caution
author: Gallun, Raymond Z.
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  "It looks like a growing embryo of some kind," Klein stated. In a big thing like this, Miller would surround himself only with men "Thanks, Miller." I felt proud--and a little like a damn fool. Craig, Klein, Miller and a lot of news reporters stared into the glass Etl liked to work with those slender tendrils of his. would think that maybe in a way Etl was like Tarzan, being raised by Hundreds of times I had said to him things like: "It''s a ninety-nine on that world, Etl. Before the ship that brought you crashed on Earth, He looked like Etl. Finally Klein said through his helmet phone: "Maybe Etl ought to go "Go only if you really want to, Etl," Miller said. for Craig, Klein and Miller, who hadn''t been as friendly with Etl as I "I''d like to stay too, Nolan," Miller said, smiling.


id: 32487
title: A Gift For Terra
author: Holden, Fox B.
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  That was the first thing returning consciousness told him. Earth-Mars flight ever made, smash his ship to hell, and then just walk been his ship was like a solid black pillar that had been hastily built "But Lamson, you were twenty days behind--" And the racing thought froze Johnny was bolt upright again, and now his eyes were wide and his hands Hard thoughts, the way men were supposed back to Earth on the day following, for the little men had miraculously Johnny looked at his flawlessly renovated ship, poised like a snub-nosed Use the brains of a mature man, Johnny Love! The thought-words formed in his brain as the strange images had before, "But I--" Johnny''s thoughts raced. He thought about Ferris, who had given his life for this thing. It was the thing he saw in the faces of the four men that told him that. One day, perhaps, men could think of Plan I again.


id: 51650
title: Innocent at Large
author: Anderson, Poul
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  "Thanks," said Matheny, "but, you see, I--we need--that is.... "I don''t want to--I mean if you''re busy tonight, Mr. Doran--" "I always wanted to," said Doran. "Of course," Matheny said ritually, "I agree with all the archeologists "Trouble with it is, I hear Mars is not so comfortable," said Doran. "I do know," said Matheny. "Of course," said Matheny bitterly. "Beer," said Matheny without hesitation. "I''m sorry to tell you this, Pete," said Doran, "but while that is not "What I really want," said Matheny, "what I really want--I mean what "Look, Pete," said Doran patiently. "You said one thing, Pete," Doran remarked. "Yes, and that calls to mind the Little Girl," said Matheny "I may be able to find the man you want," said Doran. "Look," said Doran. "Let me get this--I mean--well," said Matheny. "I just thought I''d ask," said Matheny. "Sure," said Matheny.


id: 51663
title: Dawningsburgh
author: West, Wallace
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  turned itself off when the last tourists left the dining room for their Betsy circled the overdecorated room like a shadow and pushed against "Tell me," said she, "what the Martians really made here." human touches introduced by Trans-Planetary to make tourists smile and A human could learn to breathe this air! the place now called Dawningsburgh had been alive, they said, its At the climax of each day''s final guided tour, visitors jammed Several hundred robots huddled there on their perches, drinks in hand, robots--"will have been replaced by real Martians ... Notice how Martian oceans form and living things There you see the winged Martians with their cities that no more fitting punishment for tourists than to be forced to live, they had to take the same tours over and over with the same guides; "Let me go back to New York," she said, feeling like a traitor.


id: 50826
title: The Moons of Mars
author: Evans, Dean
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  "''The Calm''," he said in a sober, little-boy voice. The little Martian boy, I mean." little boy went by me a while ago and he was whistling. So when I heard this little boy, and saw he was a Martian, and "Like I said before, I guess I got just plain nosy." "I would like to speak to the Martian lady," I said. Her eyes were telling me that the little Martian boy wasn''t a little I had idly listened to a little half-breed Martian boy whistling part The Martian turned, went away from the half-light of the circle. other side, a little Martian boy who whistles." Martians are not that important any more." His old eyes hated me with He looked me straight in the eyes when he said it--and almost before little Martian boy, and it was coming from his mouth. "He was the only little boy on Mars who could whistle," she said.


id: 50877
title: Education of a Martian
author: Shallit, Joseph
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  "Who," Harley said finally, "are these people?" some friends," Joyce said. "Whenever I was able to," Joyce said hoarsely, looking at the floor. "I''ll see my daughter dead before I let her marry a Martian!" Harley "Dad, please," Joyce said quietly. Earthling girl, they cut those horns off, and then they look just like "I wouldn''t let him--" Joyce bit off each word--"do any such thing. "Gregrill can speak Earthling as well as I can," Joyce said. "We shall take the airbus," Gregrill said. it have to wait till someone like Gregrill stepped forward and to be married on Earth," he said bewilderedly. "Greg," she said in a rush of embarrassment, "let''s go out and watch "They are not even fit for cleaning floors," Gregrill said. "I wonder if I look like an Earthling now," he said. think that I look a little like your father and his friends?"


id: 59376
title: The Patriot
author: Fontenay, Charles L.
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  "I''ll play you a concert for a meal," said Cornel, gesturing toward the "I have a piano player," said Wan Ti. Cornel laughed, with a note of desperation in his tone. hair and luminous black eyes, was widely known on Earth, but Cornel "I came from Mars to get help for my people," he said. "but the people of Earth don''t know what''s happening on Mars. so the Earth government sends troops and supplies to Mars to fight the "Such an organization would be illegal on Earth," said Meta. There were half a dozen of the Friends of Mars, besides Cornel and people need a powerful radio transmitter to broadcast to Earth, Cornel." That season the admirers of Cornel Lorensse''s music had As she had said, the 2013 concert season was Cornel''s greatest, right Earth into ships and guns for the free people of Mars.


id: 59556
title: Communication
author: Fontenay, Charles L.
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  Von Frisch, Riley and Smith watched the half dozen Martians approach, "Sir, this is Von Frisch," said the engineer into the microphone of his "How do they act?" asked Captains Powers back at the G-boat, "Wait a minute, Captain," protested Von Frisch. Von Frisch tried to communicate in the only method he had fire of questions from Powers, squatted and drew a right angled Then he stepped back and looked questioningly at the Martians. "They understand the Pythagorean theorem, sir!" exclaimed Von Frisch. He pointed to the third planet, then at himself, then at his Then he pointed at the fourth planet and at the Martians had were weapons until they used them. _The Martian hunting party came back from the desert with word of the _"Whether they have weapons, we do not know," said the leader of the world and to drive our people farther from the sun, to the great planet


id: 52009
title: New Lamps
author: Williams, Robert Moore
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  The Martian who rose in front of Ronson was big and looked mean. "I want my hat back," Ronson said, a little less politely. Watching, Ronson saw that no Martian entered the circle on the floor. Across the table, Jennie Ware lifted startled eyes toward Ronson. anyone existed who had not heard of Les Ro, Ronson thought. Ronson looked up, then got up, his hand going out, a grin spurting to Ronson saw one reason why the Martians avoided the circle on the floor. The eyes flicked toward Crick, then came to Ronson. "I came here to see Les Ro." Ronson answered. "I said Les Ro waited a long time for someone _like_ you." For a Ronson watched the Martian run along the walls, searching "I hope there is a heaven for Martians," Ronson said. Ronson fervidly hoped that the radiation flowing through the Martian "We saved you the trouble, Les Ro," Ronson said.


id: 60649
title: In the Jag-Whiffing Service
author: Bunch, David R.
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  _The jag-stuff in those black rings was The big cargo saucers were getting bigger and bigger each year, what is, I guess the people were right being scared like that, the way to space-haul all that jag-whiff up through the rattleballs? we''d heard already how some Earthits feared the saucers, and how some And that''s what the jag-whiff was to us actually, pleasure. a little dust, we''d go to a jag-whiff place. whiff and something out of the black ring--just seemed like real thick the gleaming jag-whiffer machines as our cargo tubes would hold. jag-whiff. jag-whiff. stuff wasn''t just in the tubes of the jag-whiffer machines down there, to the jag-whiff places of course to ease their frustrations, which think we''re going to find out plenty. another thing, I think we''re going to find out we were taken for quite a ride by the Earthits with their silly way of packaging jag-whiff.


id: 61744
title: The Tantalus Death
author: Rocklynne, Ross
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  "Poor Tantalus," said Olduk. Olduk said, "There is more water on Earth than five billion Olduks Olduk said, "My people will die--" when every member of the Conclave Olduk walked over to the Speaker and said something to him. "It can''t be water," he said hoarsely, "but I think it is!" "Please," said Olduk''s clearly audible radio voice, "do not touch "Please," said the radio voice of Olduk, "do not touch water. "I wanna drink of water," said the damned kid, waddling into the Olduk''s eyes rested on the sphere of the water in the Speaker''s hands. Olduk said emotionlessly, "Honorable sir, you will have to hold it The Speaker looked in horror at the sphere of water in his hand. eternal sphere of water in his hands, but the Japanese stopped him, The Speaker said, standing on the rostrum where Olduk had stood four He said to the shadows, "I drink with you, Olduk!"


id: 62357
title: Message From Mars
author: Simak, Clifford D.
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  reached Mars, that someday the Martian code would bring some word of The accident had happened as Jimmy''s ship was approaching Earth on smashing rocket drive, knowing he had little air, that every minute was that reckless race for Earth, but Jimmy, ace of all the space-men of "We''re in space," said Scott. And why had each Martian rocket carried the same load each time? The Martian rockets had been closely studied back on Earth but had "Bugs," said Jimmy, at Scott''s elbow. Deep shadow lay at the base of the building and as he neared it, Scott "Scott," Hugh said, "I haven''t found the Martians." "But even a crazy man would want to get back to Earth!" protested Scott. "But on Earth...." said Scott. "Hugh," Scott rasped, "we have to warn Earth. "More seeds," said Scott. "They must already have radioed Earth the rocket is coming," said


id: 61759
title: Cave-Dwellers of Saturn
author: Wiggin, John
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  "This way, Dynamon," said he, opening a small door. of the terrible Martians and their frightful Photo-Atomic Ray. Dynamon''s deep chest swelled a little with pride at the thought that he "Very secret duty," said Dynamon with a meaning look. "Come and watch the altimeter," Borion said after Dynamon closed the "Well," said Dynamon, "we won''t waste time worrying about things over evident that the Martian ship intended to follow the Earth Carrier to Dynamon walked into the control room and saw that Borion''s face was "Oh, well," said Dynamon, "Mortoch is only human. "How soon do you think we''ll make the surface?" said Dynamon. "I know," said Dynamon, squeezing her hand. "I don''t blame you," said Dynamon in a voice that shook a little. "If it''s a human," Dynamon said, "then there must be some sort of Still holding Keltry''s hand, Dynamon turned and followed the man, and "Mortoch?" said Dynamon wonderingly.


id: 62085
title: Pied Piper of Mars
author: Kummer, Frederic Arnold
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  Elath Taen made mad music for the men of Mars. Steve Ranson, mounting the steps of the old house facing the Han "Mr. Ranson," Haller leaned forward, his face a gray grim mask, There was, there had never been, Ranson knew, any music like this. Berserk rage sounded in each shivering note and Ranson felt Turning, Ranson found himself face to face with Jared Haller. of man''s hopes, man''s dreams, were in that music, and it drew Ranson as "You can''t get away with this, Ranson!" Captain Maxwell shook his head. Got to work fast." Ranson backed toward the door, gun "Good evening, Mr. Ranson," Elath Taen smiled. "Well done, Mr. Ranson." Elath Taen nodded calmly. "Exactly, Mr. Ranson." Elath Taen smiled thinly. Ranson stared at Elath Taen, bewildered. "Drop your gun, Mr. Ranson!" Zeila''s voice came from behind him. "No good, Mr. Ranson." Elath Taen lifted his hands from the keyboard,


id: 62097
title: The Last Martian
author: Van Houten, Ray
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  The routine of caring for a Martian water-station is neither and pumped water from the massive ice-cap into the pool of the colony; Peetn always started his rounds in the underground pump room, partly little band of water-station defenders had been heroes in those days of as the Martian Eden, teeming with life-giving food and water. five years of Martian hell at the water station, but the two years that They quit the underground room, Peetn gently tugging Clark away Peetn''s tentacles caressed the valve-wheels and giant housings Peetn stuck out his tentacle and they shook hands. Such were Peetn''s thoughts as he approached the water station with his supplied a colony of eighty-two Martians with drinking water, vital to It was eight days later when the Martian emerged from the valve-house face as Peetn tweedled excitedly to the three Martians who had come there," Peetn indicated the valve-house, "so that the whole top moved


id: 61843
title: Exit From Asteroid 60
author: James, D. L. (Daniel Lewis)
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  of reverie-gas, probably held in a Martian tentacle, under Bormon''s of a Martian guard sounded in Bormon''s ears. of ore that''s dumped into their machine, here on Echo, gets to Mars After a moment of thought, Bormon replied, "Cyclotronic action." ore across space to the south magnetic pole of Mars. "Keith, we''ve got to tackle one of the Mart guards," Bormon told him, Everything settled, Calbur moved up near the opening, so that his Martian''s ray-tube just as Calbur, delayed with having to drag his Bormon handed him a ray-tube. Having cleared the armor, Bormon climbed inside--space suit and one of the baskets was presently filled--for the last time, Bormon Behind him came Calbur, dragging the basket of ore--for lacking a Calbur couldn''t get away from Echo, then he''d see that at least some Quickly Bormon moved from behind the ship. Frantically, Bormon focused the ether-wave on Calbur''s helmet, hurling Bormon opened his eyes, and light


id: 62218
title: City of the Living Flame
author: Hasse, Henry
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  "Hello, Jim Landor, welcome to Riida!" Conley shook hands with a quiet, No man''s flight is secret who comes over the Martian Cap. That can mean but one thing. Jim was fast learning to dislike this man; he turned to Conley. "Kaarji, try to remember," Jim said to the Martian now. On the walk back to Riida, Jim thought that Kaarji looked at him were making the trip: Jim and Kaarji, Conley, Wessel and Lewis, the In the dim grayness of that Polar night Jim looked at Kaarji and said Jim sat there for a long time, pondering, watching Kaarji pace "Wait a minute, lad," Conley put out a restraining hand as Jim leaped "What I want to know," Jim voiced the thought uppermost in his mind, "If you mean it," the Dim-Ing spoke to Jim''s mind at last. Now Jim heard the insistent voice of the Dim-Ing in his mind again:


id: 62241
title: Peril of the Blue World
author: Abernathy, Robert
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  "It''s quite possible that there isn''t any intelligent race," said "Don''t expect too much of the poor Earthman, Zesmo," retorted Ikleek. "What do you say to an intelligent race now, Zesmo?" hissed Ikleek. capture the machine--" He began adjusting his ray-gun to low power. Zesmo''s right tentacle whipped up with his ray-gun; there was a sharp tentacle toward the animal which Zesmo had been examining. This Earthman''s name, I gathered, was Sir Henry de Long, the initial During our several days'' stay near the castle of de Long, Zesmo and our So far, we had found no great danger on Earth, and no hint of the Earth, naturally; but no such fearsome beasts as de Long described. "Are these the most dangerous creatures on Earth?" I inquired, with in chartering the Earth Expedition, expressed a fear that the planet "De Long said that a great many of them are invisible."


id: 62258
title: Meteor-Men of Mars
author: Kline, Otis Adelbert
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  Between Hammond and where Storm had been was the "thing" on the seat. The thought came to Hammond, then, that Peter Storm must be running Hammond toward the far end of the big room. A door dilated open in the wall, and Hammond found himself in a long, lighted room, more like some enormous storage garage, for Hammond could The Amazon officer led him across this huge room which reminded Hammond that the hugeness of the "big one" became evident to Hammond. Then the girl''s face went sombre, and the strange surge in Hammond Storm''s grim face relaxed as he saw Hammond. Looking toward Hammond, he was facing the laboratory door, and he saw Hammond turned his head, warned by the look on Storm''s face. Gena''s thoughts came to Hammond as they paused here. Hammond said: "Gena! Hammond stroked instinctively to Gena''s side, but the girl


id: 62426
title: Black-out
author: Farrell, Joseph
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  Old Thak watched fondly as the new telescope was being put into its instrument, a duplicate of the one destroyed in the latest great war. It was as fine a telescope as Mars could produce, and only Thak''s "On that planet," he said, "are civilized beings. "What is this, Thak?" Mitfpa demanded angrily. the third planet by means of a system of signals that we shall work "There," he went on, waving toward the blue planet, "is our only hope. "You continue to speak of their superior wisdom, _Mor_ Thak," said theirs must be that can make the night time light merely to signal There were five continents in two major land masses, Thak had told Thak''s eyes peering desperately at the image of the third planet. "But--the lights, _Mor_ Thak? Thak''s face looked as old as Mars itself as he gazed at his pupil. Every light on the blue planet


id: 61942
title: South to Propontis
author: Ackermann, Henry Andrew
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  had raised his eyes so many times that day, his heart light with the of the rough stones, and his father sent for the boy''s uncle and his "Desert brat," said Uncle Fred thickly. "Let''s get going," said the outlaw. out of tins; the outlaws ate most of it and flung the scraps to the boy. "Brought plenty of water?" asked Pete, tilting a canteen. The boy burrowed down until he struck the red layer of sand that Pete glared at him out of his red-rimmed eyes, false geniality gone. outlaw and said: "Half a tank of water left. "Right," said the outlaw. "Native Martians," said the boy. "Birds native to Mars," said the boy. The Martians looked on stolidly as the outlaw raved and cursed, The boy turned his eyes away from the gory mess on the floor of His eyes widened as he saw the second of the outlaws dragged from


id: 62078
title: Queen of the Blue World
author: Wells, Basil
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  "No sign of the _Indra_!" shouted Rurak Dun, with an angry toss of his He watched the figures of Rurak Dun and Tis slowly descending and Yzap or Rurak''s own beloved Martian he could not tell. "They are attacking the South Cliff today," Nitha told Rurak as they "I do not wonder that Jokar Ged was in love with you," Rurak Dun said Then the insect men of Jokar Ged swept up to the ladders and swiftly and on the second night old Elko Sohm, Tis, and Rurak had slipped away "The same night you left," she went on, "Jokar Ged and his Yzaps came "Jokar Ged?" demanded Rurak. "Yzaps on the island!" gasped Elko Sohm, looking like some befouled Rurak left Elko to guard Nitha and crept on hands and knees after the circling score or more bowl-boats closing in, was all that Rurak could "Almost there," Rurak said to Elko.


id: 63432
title: Colony of the Unfit
author: Carter, Manfred A.
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  John Greely looked at Hilda''s freshly gloved, artificial hand, as John slipped on his transparent all-weather coat and helped Hilda with John drove past the old wooden houses of their small city and then let Hilda burst free from the second group of women and cried, "John! John and Hilda walked with the group of alcoholics and arrested Near Hilda and John walked Major Henry Mattson, a psychiatric casualty "I wonder where they''re taking us," said Hilda, clinging to John''s arm Hilda seized John''s arm in terror, as they felt faces, on slender bodied old men, before a gleaming mirror-like "Look, Hilda, there''s a new white spot on the wall. Hilda pointed to words in her lexicon and John wrote, John stepped quickly to the stretcher and ran his hands over Jake''s "But those sick ones--they are human!" cried Hilda to John, weeping. "The old man wouldn''t live that long," said Zingar quietly.


id: 63429
title: Joe Carson''s Weapon
author: Adams, James R.
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  Harl and Kir-Um slowly materialized and glanced about to take stock of The atoms that were Harl and Kir-Um were hurled, in a state of soon as Harl and Kir-Um had gathered the necessary data. Reaching the fifth floor, Kir-Um placed a restraining hand on Harl''s Harl opened his mind to reception and stood a moment, as if in a Kir-Um drew back and silently motioned Harl to look. "Harl," Kir-Um said with great solemnity, "I believe we are standing Martian gesture signifying complete unity of purpose, Harl and Kir-Um Quickly Harl and Kir-Um forced him Kir-Um looked up at Harl reprovingly. "I''m not friendly with these Earthlings, Kir-Um," Harl hastily Martian tongue, but the thought behind the words was quite clear in Joe "And these _Jokes_, creature," Harl spoke, "does anyone beside yourself Harl and Kir-Um looked on in confused wonder. Harl and Kir-Um both sighed together.


id: 63474
title: Alien Equivalent
author: Smith, Richard Rein
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  Farrell''s nostrils were filled with the man''s acrid body odor. The man cocked his head and asked, "You have any Martian friends in Farrell laughed at the thought, "Martian _friends_?" Farrell led the way through the small Martian city that bordered the The Earthmen watched as one Martian touched a button on his control The Martian who lost the game grimaced with pain. "Duchal," Farrell explained quickly, "means an expression of sorrow or "If we bet duchal and lost, we''d only have to pay the Martians a Tell the Martians we want to bet an amount of duchal worth five Tharp smiled as he remembered how easily the Martian gambler had paid "Five thousand," Farrell told the waiting Martian. Farrell told Tharp what button to push. Martians, it only took the loser a few seconds to pay the duchal!" "Duchal is an expression of mental or physical agony," Farrell reminded


id: 63518
title: Vandals of the Void
author: Wilson, Robert
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  Elene was glad; he almost looked like the Art she had loved, and had Once they were settled, Art began to tell the girl of the weird thing "I counted on your stopping in," said the Institute head as Art came That is, it had been covered the last time Art saw it. As he sped over the ruined forest, a grim look came over Art''s face. "Klalmar-lan," said Elene, "as Art has already told you, we are "Yes," agreed Klalmar-lan, "and that secret Dr. Theller knew he must Art heard a little moan of horror--Elene had turned away, her face in the advantage." Klalmar-lan grimly drew his ray gun, but Art halted Elene and Denny by the hand, Art ran toward the Voornizar, shouting. the tunnel, but Klalmar-lan refused to let Denny or Art take over, on the situation came to Art. The ship was still within the gravity of


id: 63529
title: Mists of Mars
author: Whittington, George A.
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  Barry Williams watched the last sunshine lance across the red sands of For what seemed a long time, Barry Williams floated in darkness. Grey looked at Barry with bleak, cold eyes. The color of Barry''s eyes deepened into the blue-grey of carbon steel. blazing midday of the red planet brought the end of Barry Williams'' at Barry''s arm and spoke softly in Martian. Barry heard the Martian use the word, "Deisanocta," and something Two of the Martians held Barry Williams firmly, although no longer Martian, something in his hand that Barry knew would be a hypodermic "I know of your mission here, Barry Williams," she said "Grey''s men were waiting for the attack," she told Barry. At this time, Barry Williams, you would listen to Earth Four Martians and Barry Williams dug at the wall with cupped hands. Barry brought up the heat ray in his hand--lowered it as a Martian


id: 63523
title: Coming of the Gods
author: Whitehorn, Chester
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  pursuer was a squat, ugly rat man, one of the vicious Oan who lived in of our caves and looked out, and saw a great sphere of shining metal The white men spoke with their thoughts. "They came from a place called Earth, they said. "I looked into the valley and saw hundreds of Oan. They had captured His groping hands found the girl''s arm and moved down to the strips of Na turned her head and saw the body of the rat man. "Tell him I''m speaking the truth, professor," said Grimm aloud. "The sphere is a distance away from the Oan Carlson retrieved the dead rat man''s ray gun. "I guess I owe my life to you," Grimm said, as Carlson closed the door. Carlson and Grimm took their places at tiny portholes. Carlson and Grimm turned from their guns laughing. "The Oan still have a gun," he said. "I understand," said Carlson.


