mv: ‘./input-file.zip’ and ‘./input-file.zip’ are the same file Creating study carrel named subject-postapocalypticFiction-gutenberg Initializing database Unzipping Archive: input-file.zip creating: ./tmp/input/input-file/ inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/13944.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/29662.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/25024.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/32592.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/51687.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/51662.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/50844.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/51115.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/59259.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/59415.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/58670.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/58743.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/59602.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/59514.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/51241.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/51379.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/51396.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/53611.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/60515.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/63631.txt inflating: ./tmp/input/input-file/metadata.csv caution: excluded filename not matched: *MACOSX* === DIRECTORIES: ./tmp/input === DIRECTORY: ./tmp/input/input-file === metadata file: ./tmp/input/input-file/metadata.csv === found metadata file === updating bibliographic database Building study carrel named subject-postapocalypticFiction-gutenberg FILE: cache/13944.txt OUTPUT: txt/13944.txt FILE: cache/51687.txt OUTPUT: txt/51687.txt FILE: cache/51379.txt OUTPUT: txt/51379.txt FILE: cache/53611.txt OUTPUT: txt/53611.txt FILE: cache/60515.txt OUTPUT: txt/60515.txt FILE: cache/32592.txt OUTPUT: txt/32592.txt FILE: cache/58743.txt OUTPUT: txt/58743.txt FILE: cache/25024.txt OUTPUT: txt/25024.txt FILE: cache/51115.txt OUTPUT: txt/51115.txt FILE: cache/58670.txt OUTPUT: txt/58670.txt FILE: cache/59415.txt OUTPUT: txt/59415.txt FILE: cache/29662.txt OUTPUT: txt/29662.txt FILE: cache/63631.txt OUTPUT: txt/63631.txt FILE: cache/59514.txt OUTPUT: txt/59514.txt FILE: cache/51662.txt OUTPUT: txt/51662.txt FILE: cache/59602.txt OUTPUT: txt/59602.txt FILE: cache/51241.txt OUTPUT: txt/51241.txt FILE: cache/50844.txt OUTPUT: txt/50844.txt FILE: cache/59259.txt OUTPUT: txt/59259.txt FILE: cache/51396.txt OUTPUT: txt/51396.txt === file2bib.sh === id: 25024 author: Leiber, Fritz title: The Night of the Long Knives date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/25024.txt cache: ./cache/25024.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 1 resourceName b'25024.txt' Traceback (most recent call last): File "/data-disk/reader-compute/reader-classic/bin/file2bib.py", line 107, in text = textacy.preprocessing.normalize.normalize_quotation_marks( text ) File "/data-disk/python/lib/python3.8/site-packages/textacy/preprocessing/normalize.py", line 32, in normalize_quotation_marks return text.translate(QUOTE_TRANSLATION_TABLE) AttributeError: 'NoneType' object has no attribute 'translate' 25024 txt/../ent/25024.ent 25024 txt/../wrd/25024.wrd Traceback (most recent call last): File "/data-disk/reader-compute/reader-classic/bin/txt2keywords.py", line 54, in for keyword, score in ( yake( doc, ngrams=NGRAMS, topn=TOPN ) ) : File "/data-disk/python/lib/python3.8/site-packages/textacy/ke/yake.py", line 96, in yake word_scores = _compute_word_scores(doc, word_occ_vals, word_freqs, stop_words) File "/data-disk/python/lib/python3.8/site-packages/textacy/ke/yake.py", line 205, in _compute_word_scores freq_baseline = statistics.mean(freqs_nsw) + statistics.stdev(freqs_nsw) File "/data-disk/python/lib/python3.8/statistics.py", line 315, in mean raise StatisticsError('mean requires at least one data point') statistics.StatisticsError: mean requires at least one data point 25024 txt/../pos/25024.pos 63631 txt/../pos/63631.pos 60515 txt/../ent/60515.ent 60515 txt/../pos/60515.pos 50844 txt/../wrd/50844.wrd 63631 txt/../wrd/63631.wrd 60515 txt/../wrd/60515.wrd 50844 txt/../pos/50844.pos 59415 txt/../wrd/59415.wrd 29662 txt/../pos/29662.pos 58743 txt/../wrd/58743.wrd === file2bib.sh === id: 32592 author: Fyfe, H. 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(Horace Bowne) title: Let There Be Light date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/32592.txt cache: ./cache/32592.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 2 resourceName b'32592.txt' 50844 txt/../ent/50844.ent 58670 txt/../wrd/58670.wrd === file2bib.sh === id: 59602 author: Walton, Bryce title: The Chasm date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/59602.txt cache: ./cache/59602.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 2 resourceName b'59602.txt' 51687 txt/../pos/51687.pos 29662 txt/../wrd/29662.wrd === file2bib.sh === id: 50844 author: Sheckley, Robert title: Proof of the Pudding date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/50844.txt cache: ./cache/50844.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; 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D. (John Davys) title: Goslings date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/53611.txt cache: ./cache/53611.txt Content-Encoding UTF-8 Content-Type text/plain; charset=UTF-8 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 5 resourceName b'53611.txt' === file2bib.sh === id: 13944 author: Jefferies, Richard title: After London; Or, Wild England date: pages: extension: .txt txt: ./txt/13944.txt cache: ./cache/13944.txt Content-Encoding ISO-8859-1 Content-Type text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-Parsed-By ['org.apache.tika.parser.DefaultParser', 'org.apache.tika.parser.csv.TextAndCSVParser'] X-TIKA:content_handler ToTextContentHandler X-TIKA:embedded_depth 0 X-TIKA:parse_time_millis 5 resourceName b'13944.txt' Done mapping. Reducing subject-postapocalypticFiction-gutenberg === reduce.pl bib === id = 29662 author = Leiber, Fritz title = The Moon is Green date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 6218 sentences = 552 flesch = 92 summary = "Close the shutters at once, you little fool, and come away from the "I only wanted to look at the Moon," she said, turning around, and then Moon, like the dust from Krakatoa that drifted around the world for She shook her head dutifully and said, "No, Hank." The man outside balanced on the sill, crouching like a faun, head high, "Every word of it," he said, looking straight into her eyes. Euphemia." As he said that, looking at her, she suddenly felt beautiful. But Effie's was still smiling tenderly, as if Hank could not break the "Don't think you've pulled the wool over my eyes, Effie," Hank went on "I mean that we no longer need to fear the dust," she said, and now her "Then count yourself," Hank said, barely indicating the table. "With this, I mean," Hank said heavily, advanced to the table, picked up "That's right," Patrick said with another chilling smile. cache = ./cache/29662.txt txt = ./txt/29662.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 32592 author = Fyfe, H. B. (Horace Bowne) title = Let There Be Light date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 2420 sentences = 216 flesch = 94 summary = Blackie stood nearby, on the gravel shoulder of the highway, rubbing his When at length the tree crashed down across the road, Blackie led them Some of the robots took saws from the truck and began to cut through the Mike by their grips on the twenty feet of rope. In his right hand, Blackie twirled the part of the rope hanging between Mike and Blackie tugged again, and the machine wound Alert, Mike tossed him the other end of the rope and caught Blackie's. Blackie turned to run for one of the axes. "We better load up an' get," said Blackie. Vito dragged the robot off the highway by the head, and they began the "Better get to work on him," said Blackie, glancing at the sky. "Where first, Blackie?" asked one of the men, waiting for the women to "It burns real good, Blackie," the girl said, wrinkling her nose against cache = ./cache/32592.txt txt = ./txt/32592.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 59415 author = Blish, James title = To Pay the Piper date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 5861 sentences = 483 flesch = 84 summary = Mudgett looked up from his desk and said at once: "What now?" change Hamelin's mind, this outcry to re-educate civilians ahead of "Of course he doesn't," Carson said impatiently. "Hamelin is out in the antechamber right now," Carson said. "We're going to try to explain that to you," Carson said. "You of all people should know, Dr. Carson, how close our underground Hamelin smiled and said: "'Let's die on the surface.' "I don't know," Hamelin said, staring at each of them in turn. "Which means no civilians," Hamelin said. "I've convinced the Colonel," Carson said, "that your services in the "I'm grateful to you, Dr. Carson," Hamelin said. "It's our only course," Carson said. "Carson, we can't let that man into the machine! "But Carson, the man's a saboteur!" Mudgett shouted. "I think so too," Carson said grimly. Carson," he said, "it's a natural." "When?" Mudgett said. "When?" Mudgett said. cache = ./cache/59415.txt txt = ./txt/59415.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 58743 author = Bixby, Jerome title = Little Boy date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 5721 sentences = 450 flesch = 97 summary = He lay, knife in hand, and waited to see if anyone had seen him coming leaves, so he hadn't seen them; and they'd been looking the other way, In a half-crouch Steven started moving deeper into the park, pausing food in a bag and started to take Steven out of the city, but a madman stayed away from the men, remembering how his father had looked with half a head--and because the few times men had seen him, they'd chased Steven froze by the bole of a tree, ready to climb if the dogs came The dogs passed the point in the park where Steven waited. Steven crouched, almost too fast to see, and his knife was in his hand, feet behind, until Steven got a good look at him when he passed an open In the lieutenant's tent, the big man Steven had tried to kill said to He looked at Steven. cache = ./cache/58743.txt txt = ./txt/58743.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 59602 author = Walton, Bryce title = The Chasm date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 2695 sentences = 254 flesch = 96 summary = Sal was still resting in the corner of the old warehouse by the river. young man to Sal. His ideas maybe. "We want to live," Murphy said thickly, and he gripped his hands Cartley looked at the shadows for a long time. After a while, Sal said softly, "Well, what could we try to do, Doc?" Like you said, we only have a little time left anyway. "We'll need a little time," Cartley said. "Sure," Sal said. Cartley sat down on the bank near the boat, and Sal sat down too. "The Children," Cartley said, "never had a chance to be any other way. Cartley's hands were shaking as he gripped Sal's arm. Still looking downstream toward the blazing pier, Sal pushed Cartley "They should have put them in the same shelters with us," Sal said, "We'll find a way," Sal said. "Yes, yes, honey," Sal heard Cartley say over and over. cache = ./cache/59602.txt txt = ./txt/59602.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 13944 author = Jefferies, Richard title = After London; Or, Wild England date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 84817 sentences = 4025 flesch = 79 summary = "The water must have been cold this morning?" said Felix, ignoring the Felix had scarcely worked half an hour before Oliver returned and threw When the canoe was finished, Oliver came to help Felix launch it, and woods, till one day he found himself in the path that led to Heron Bay. Strolling to the shore of the great Lake, he sat down and watched a islands of large size stood out on the left, but Felix, not knowing the On the right shore, wooded hills rose from the water like a wall; on the Felix looked, and saw that he was opposite the extreme angle of the city "The man is a fool," said the king, who now thought that Felix was a Soon wearying of winding round these walls, Felix returned and retraced But the shepherds, ever desirous of water, and looking on Felix as a cache = ./cache/13944.txt txt = ./txt/13944.txt === reduce.pl bib === === reduce.pl bib === id = 50844 author = Sheckley, Robert title = Proof of the Pudding date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 2988 sentences = 312 flesch = 94 summary = I CREATED A THING GREATER THAN MYSELF THAT DESTROYED ME. fact that when he didn't think of anything specific, he always created cave at the lava plain his ship rested on, and at the twisted mountains He realized the power on his third day on Earth. Things he knew best, he could create best. Of course, he could have created it, but he didn't know if the things He created a chisel and mallet, but selected a granite wall that he a tall, dark-haired girl dressed in a torn, dirty one-piece coverall. Automatically, he offered her his chair and created another for girl, and a vague thought crossed his mind. And if my subconscious mind _did_ create you, then it would "All right." He stared at the cave wall and a woman started to appear. "Would you like to go away?" he said, puffing on a newly created cache = ./cache/50844.txt txt = ./txt/50844.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 59259 author = Kastle, Herbert D. title = The Outer Quiet date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 4243 sentences = 284 flesch = 86 summary = known as Punitive--the only Conqueror the trainees had ever seen. the second time, the thin beam of light had seared his eyes. Conquerors was in sight, they went out in one mad day of talk. time of the blast to the day he had passed through the new brick wall Adele helped him pick up stones, until his hands and her cradled arms followed the faces turned up to Conqueror Punitive's window. By the time George and Adele followed, men and women stood George looked at the radio, then at Adele. the first trainees slipping toward the feeding hall; the women moving When George and Adele arrived in the kitchen, all the Americans were men sat talking, following the women with their eyes, trying to forget return to the rooms, George spoke his thoughts. Two months after George and Adele Lowery's revolt, the trainees left cache = ./cache/59259.txt txt = ./txt/59259.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 51115 author = Boucher, Anthony title = Transfer Point date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 8085 sentences = 736 flesch = 85 summary = Vyrko considered the problem while Lavra sliced a peach with delicate It was three days after Kirth-Labbery's death before Vyrko had brought Vyrko never understood whether Lavra had been bored before that time. He had read the Holt stories solidly through in order "Darling," said Lavra, "I want some meat." "--and we'll know," said Lavra, "whether it's a boy or a girl." So he read Norbert Holt's story to her--too excited and too oddly Vyrko had no time for amazement when Lavra and the laboratory vanished. button because Norbert Holt had said she had poked (would poke?) the Kirth-Labbery knew and I'm the greatest man in the world. "I've got a story problem," Norbert Holt announced there. "Story problem?" Manning said, a little more sharply than she'd remote year X reads a story that tells him how to work a time machine. "I don't know," said Norbert Holt. Holt?" Manning asked the girl a cache = ./cache/51115.txt txt = ./txt/51115.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 51687 author = Westlake, Donald E. title = The Spy in the Elevator date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 6660 sentences = 666 flesch = 91 summary = Linda lived down on the hundred fortieth floor, thirteen stories away. the elevator should arrive right now, I would still be almost a minute I went into a frenzy, and kicked the elevator door "The-elevator-is-disconnected." She said it very rapidly, as though she was bouncing off her like radiation off the Project force-screen. sir," she said, her voice low, "but I'm going to tell you, so you'll she leaned even closer to the screen--"there's a spy in the elevator." radiation-proof cars, hoping to get safely within another project and elevator, praying that the spy had been captured by now and that Linda door to the right of the elevator. the spy came out, waving a gun. "If I'm a spy," he said impatiently, "then I'm supposed to look for indications of an attack by you people on my Project." "They had it all their own way," he said. cache = ./cache/51687.txt txt = ./txt/51687.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 51662 author = Kastle, Herbert D. title = Breakdown date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 5090 sentences = 619 flesch = 100 summary = Edna begged him to see the doctor living in that new house And sometimes--like right now, lying in bed beside Edna, watching Sure, he got paid for letting the fields Harry nodded and said uh-huh and used his mouth for chewing. door and Harry walked away. to the right, and pulled the rope so Plum went that way. Much later, he got up and went to the fence and climbed it. The officer holding Harry's arm said, "Pete." "Take the horse back to his farm," the officer holding Harry said. opened the door of the little car and pushed Harry inside. "He sure must like horses," he said. Harry noticed that the new house was big. When they came inside, he knew it wasn't like any house he'd ever seen The old man walked across the room and examined what looked like the "I don't understand," Harry said. Harry went home. cache = ./cache/51662.txt txt = ./txt/51662.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 51241 author = Dryfoos, Dave title = Bridge Crossing date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 5040 sentences = 480 flesch = 92 summary = "Come here, fellow," Roddie said. "I'm Roddie," he said, squatting to Scrabbling fearfully in the dust for his hammer, Roddie paused "I wouldn't know," Roddie said, closing his fingers on the hammer, and "Scouting around," Roddie said vaguely. "Well, I guess the boats have gone," Ida said. Uneasy, Roddie hefted the hammer in his hand. "I'll go first," said Roddie. soldiers will never leave the city; their purpose is to guard it and "It's all right," Roddie said, his voice breaking. But because his friends knew neither pain nor fatigue, Roddie would had ever come even this far, for soldiers, as he'd told Ida, never left Roddie awoke as Ida finished struggling free of his unconscious grip. Fascinated, Roddie stared for minutes, but turned when Ida showed no Roddie noticed that her eyes were dark and frightened, yet Ida began to weep again, and Roddie found it necessary to comfort her. cache = ./cache/51241.txt txt = ./txt/51241.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 51396 author = Evans, Dean title = Not a Creature Was Stirring date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 5332 sentences = 441 flesch = 94 summary = Gannett planted his big feet wide apart and frowned sourly around and Gannett didn't know why the sun looked sick, and he didn't know why the He went up the steps two at a time, banged through the swinging doors Gannett put both hands flat on the bar and swallowed hard. Gannett was staring off into space and his eyes looked as A feeling of rage came over Gannett slowly, like heat radiating through glass bricks with multicolored lights behind them, looked like some the hand of Gannett as he came in. Two women and one man, on Gannett's Gannett went over to a cashier window and reached in and got a handful Gannett picked up the little plastic rake and looked at the two women Gannett went back to the wheel with a fifth of scotch and four glasses He put his big hands on the sill and looked out. cache = ./cache/51396.txt txt = ./txt/51396.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 51379 author = Pangborn, Edgar title = The Music Master of Babylon date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 10808 sentences = 836 flesch = 86 summary = The Museum of Human History, with the Hall of Music on what Brian "I'm old," Brian said to the red evening. Brian recalled--it was probably that same day--opening a chest On the west side of the Hall of Music, a rather long walk from Brian's "If not Mozart," said Brian to his idle hands, "there is always The to have said he couldn't play it himself--Brian had been thinking of Brian had heard the sonata played by others two or three times in the a clock, Brian often thought, if you happened to look at the midnight "The old man pretends to not know," she said, and smiled, and seemed The man said: "We need old ones. "I am very old," said Brian. "We look for old ones," said the young man. "Marry, of course," said Brian feebly, rubbing his great, long-fingered "I can't swim it, you know," said Brian. cache = ./cache/51379.txt txt = ./txt/51379.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 53611 author = Beresford, J. D. (John Davys) title = Goslings date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 77431 sentences = 5320 flesch = 83 summary = by new names," said Mrs Gosling. "In Moscow," said Gosling, studying his Evening News. Millie only giggled, but Blanche said, "All right, dad, we won't." "'Ere, 'and it over, my gel," said Gosling, and Millie reluctantly "O' course not," said Mrs Gosling, "though I do think it odd 'e "You're half a woman, Gurney," said Thrale. "It'll come on again at night," said Gosling to himself. "Look 'ere, gels," said Mrs Gosling when she came some places as they are just about 'ere," said Mrs Gosling. "You seem set on the country for some reason," said Mrs Gosling with "Blanche lets 'er temper get the better of 'er," remarked Mrs Gosling "I don't know when I've felt the 'eat so much," said Mrs Gosling "It's that great brute by the gate, my dear," said Mrs Gosling, Mrs Gosling gulped, and Blanche and Millie looked as they used to cache = ./cache/53611.txt txt = ./txt/53611.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 60515 author = Hidalgo, Miguel title = Homecoming date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 3057 sentences = 243 flesch = 93 summary = light spilled across the sky, making the mountains silent scarlet She held the ring up to the light and read aloud, "It is forever." "Heavy bombers!" The alarm had sounded, and the men had headed for In cities, great and small, the air raid sirens sounded, high cities, where men had not died quickly and mercifully, but had rotted They were alone now, a group of tired, battered men, for whom life held Their families had long since died, their bodies turned to All its great cities had been destroyed, and those that had had taken the horse, the rifle and what food was left, and once again had seen great herds of horses like his own, stampeding across the body, he plunged into the cold water, deep down, until he thought his up at the night sky and trying to draw strength from the wind that cache = ./cache/60515.txt txt = ./txt/60515.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 63631 author = McConnell, James V. title = "Phone Me in Central Park" date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 4344 sentences = 440 flesch = 90 summary = Charles turned over on his side to look at her. Charles looked at the woman again and decided Charles smiled wanly and got up. Charles picked up a heavy book end off the table and crashed it through Charles got up slowly, noticing for the first time that his fingers Reaching the gigantic building, Charles pushed aside the body of a recording that Charles had come to the Bureau some twenty-two years "I'll try New York first," he said to himself, knowing that he was a Charles activated the switches that would flash a schematic map of New Charles stopped talking and forced his eyes upwards. Charles was by himself, the last person alive in all of New York City. But thinking about "why" didn't answer the question itself, Charles Charles stopped walking suddenly. difference, it seemed to Charles that he'd probably have a long time This was the way the plague began, but--His mind cache = ./cache/63631.txt txt = ./txt/63631.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 59514 author = Reynolds, Mack title = After Some Tomorrow date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 5378 sentences = 500 flesch = 93 summary = clan's husband as open mouthed as those who sat at his feet now. Wolf clan would draw back on the citadel, Vivian and her younger Alan said, "They're only children! The Horse said, "Two years from now they'll all be warriors. "Tommy," he said to a thirteen year old boy. Alan said, "Maureen, get another pan of ammunition. Little Alice said sourly, "A husband shouldn't interfere in warrior The girl said, "They have three tommy guns, four automatic rifles, Alan said, mildly, "The question has come up whether we ought to believe the clan should make it clear to Alan, our husband, that such Alan said, "But, Sally, I saved your lives! "Order," Alan said. clan meeting, Alan dear. "I mean," Alan said doggedly, "that one of those Crow women has been Alan said, "I say bring these women into the clan. Alan said, agonizingly, "Vivian! cache = ./cache/59514.txt txt = ./txt/59514.txt === reduce.pl bib === id = 58670 author = Walton, Bryce title = Dreamer's World date = pages = extension = .txt mime = text/plain words = 6609 sentences = 829 flesch = 90 summary = "Pat!" Greg's hand reached as though she weren't just a three-dim A kind of panic got loose in Greg's brain. Greg felt the physical power flow as he ran. Greg hadn't thought about it at all until Pat had started talking "You what?" Greg stared at the two deadly coiled weapons Drakeson Behind him Greg heard Drakeson's harsh yell. Cowls, Greg thought. occurred to Greg that Pat could go psycho and join them. He felt a little better as the cruiser broke out beyond the Cowl and Greg hardly felt the injection as he tried to think, clarify his Drakeson's hands away from the controls. "So will the Controllers," Greg said. Greg's eyes misted as he brought the cruiser to a half-crash landing. Greg!" Drakeson was framed now by that great cannibal maw. Greg's numbness was filtering away beneath Pat's warm glad eyes. Greg looked at Pat. She smiled. cache = ./cache/58670.txt txt = ./txt/58670.txt Building ./etc/reader.txt 13944 53611 51379 53611 63631 60515 number of items: 20 sum of words: 252,797 average size in words: 13,305 average readability score: 90 nouns: time; man; men; way; water; women; eyes; place; day; nothing; head; life; hand; years; something; woman; things; side; moment; food; world; face; people; night; mind; canoe; one; days; course; plague; thing; work; house; air; room; feet; door; city; morning; hands; part; sun; end; ground; body; wind; wall; others; window; forest verbs: was; had; were; be; said; been; is; have; do; ''s; did; are; see; came; looked; go; know; come; get; made; went; found; got; ''ve; left; seemed; ''re; put; ''m; saw; asked; took; thought; seen; being; has; knew; going; make; think; began; say; turned; let; felt; stood; take; passed; sat; look adjectives: other; little; more; few; old; great; many; new; long; last; first; own; such; open; good; much; same; young; small; dead; full; right; least; large; certain; whole; high; possible; most; only; second; next; black; sure; able; white; short; human; big; heavy; low; green; true; clear; wild; dark; best; ancient; better; beautiful adverbs: not; n''t; so; up; now; out; then; only; down; even; back; still; too; more; again; never; there; just; as; away; on; here; very; once; all; almost; far; off; always; in; over; well; ever; much; yet; indeed; quite; long; perhaps; suddenly; enough; soon; also; most; first; thus; together; rather; no; slowly pronouns: he; it; his; they; i; you; she; her; him; we; their; them; me; its; himself; my; us; your; our; themselves; itself; herself; one; ''s; myself; yourself; ''em; ourselves; yours; em; theirs; ours; hers; d''you; oo; you''re; you''ll; ye; ya; mine; lot''ll; i''m; ard proper nouns: _; felix; blanche; gosling; millie; thrale; mrs; gurney; brian; oliver; greg; london; eileen; lake; marlow; aurora; baron; isaacson; roddie; england; jasper; carson; steven; prince; drakeson; gannett; vyrko; may; alan; god; goslings; pat; aunt; mr; sal; earth; ida; harry; mudgett; holt; hamelin; lavra; old; hank; new; lord; house; charles; blackie; street keywords: man; look; long; york; wycombe; woman; wisteria; water; vyrko; vivian; time; thyma; thrale; thing; street; steven; sir; sal; roddie; reno; project; prince; plum; place; patrick; pat; oliver; old; norbert; new; music; museum; mudgett; mrs; molly; millie; mike; marlow; london; linda; leave; lavra; lake; labbery; jasper; isaacson; ida; house; horse; holt one topic; one dimension: said file(s): ./cache/13944.txt titles(s): After London; Or, Wild England three topics; one dimension: said; said; greg file(s): ./cache/13944.txt, ./cache/53611.txt, ./cache/51115.txt titles(s): After London; Or, Wild England | Goslings | Transfer Point five topics; three dimensions: felix said time; said gosling blanche; greg didn said; soundlessly darting _no; soundlessly darting _no file(s): ./cache/13944.txt, ./cache/53611.txt, ./cache/58670.txt, , titles(s): After London; Or, Wild England | Goslings | Dreamer''s World | The Night of the Long Knives | The Night of the Long Knives Type: gutenberg title: subject-postapocalypticFiction-gutenberg date: 2021-06-09 time: 17:06 username: emorgan patron: Eric Morgan email: emorgan@nd.edu input: facet_subject:"Post-apocalyptic fiction" ==== make-pages.sh htm files ==== make-pages.sh complex files ==== make-pages.sh named enities ==== making bibliographics id: 53611 author: Beresford, J. D. (John Davys) title: Goslings date: words: 77431.0 sentences: 5320.0 pages: flesch: 83.0 cache: ./cache/53611.txt txt: ./txt/53611.txt summary: by new names," said Mrs Gosling. "In Moscow," said Gosling, studying his Evening News. Millie only giggled, but Blanche said, "All right, dad, we won''t." "''Ere, ''and it over, my gel," said Gosling, and Millie reluctantly "O'' course not," said Mrs Gosling, "though I do think it odd ''e "You''re half a woman, Gurney," said Thrale. "It''ll come on again at night," said Gosling to himself. "Look ''ere, gels," said Mrs Gosling when she came some places as they are just about ''ere," said Mrs Gosling. "You seem set on the country for some reason," said Mrs Gosling with "Blanche lets ''er temper get the better of ''er," remarked Mrs Gosling "I don''t know when I''ve felt the ''eat so much," said Mrs Gosling "It''s that great brute by the gate, my dear," said Mrs Gosling, Mrs Gosling gulped, and Blanche and Millie looked as they used to id: 58743 author: Bixby, Jerome title: Little Boy date: words: 5721.0 sentences: 450.0 pages: flesch: 97.0 cache: ./cache/58743.txt txt: ./txt/58743.txt summary: He lay, knife in hand, and waited to see if anyone had seen him coming leaves, so he hadn''t seen them; and they''d been looking the other way, In a half-crouch Steven started moving deeper into the park, pausing food in a bag and started to take Steven out of the city, but a madman stayed away from the men, remembering how his father had looked with half a head--and because the few times men had seen him, they''d chased Steven froze by the bole of a tree, ready to climb if the dogs came The dogs passed the point in the park where Steven waited. Steven crouched, almost too fast to see, and his knife was in his hand, feet behind, until Steven got a good look at him when he passed an open In the lieutenant''s tent, the big man Steven had tried to kill said to He looked at Steven. id: 59415 author: Blish, James title: To Pay the Piper date: words: 5861.0 sentences: 483.0 pages: flesch: 84.0 cache: ./cache/59415.txt txt: ./txt/59415.txt summary: Mudgett looked up from his desk and said at once: "What now?" change Hamelin''s mind, this outcry to re-educate civilians ahead of "Of course he doesn''t," Carson said impatiently. "Hamelin is out in the antechamber right now," Carson said. "We''re going to try to explain that to you," Carson said. "You of all people should know, Dr. Carson, how close our underground Hamelin smiled and said: "''Let''s die on the surface.'' "I don''t know," Hamelin said, staring at each of them in turn. "Which means no civilians," Hamelin said. "I''ve convinced the Colonel," Carson said, "that your services in the "I''m grateful to you, Dr. Carson," Hamelin said. "It''s our only course," Carson said. "Carson, we can''t let that man into the machine! "But Carson, the man''s a saboteur!" Mudgett shouted. "I think so too," Carson said grimly. Carson," he said, "it''s a natural." "When?" Mudgett said. "When?" Mudgett said. id: 51115 author: Boucher, Anthony title: Transfer Point date: words: 8085.0 sentences: 736.0 pages: flesch: 85.0 cache: ./cache/51115.txt txt: ./txt/51115.txt summary: Vyrko considered the problem while Lavra sliced a peach with delicate It was three days after Kirth-Labbery''s death before Vyrko had brought Vyrko never understood whether Lavra had been bored before that time. He had read the Holt stories solidly through in order "Darling," said Lavra, "I want some meat." "--and we''ll know," said Lavra, "whether it''s a boy or a girl." So he read Norbert Holt''s story to her--too excited and too oddly Vyrko had no time for amazement when Lavra and the laboratory vanished. button because Norbert Holt had said she had poked (would poke?) the Kirth-Labbery knew and I''m the greatest man in the world. "I''ve got a story problem," Norbert Holt announced there. "Story problem?" Manning said, a little more sharply than she''d remote year X reads a story that tells him how to work a time machine. "I don''t know," said Norbert Holt. Holt?" Manning asked the girl a id: 51241 author: Dryfoos, Dave title: Bridge Crossing date: words: 5040.0 sentences: 480.0 pages: flesch: 92.0 cache: ./cache/51241.txt txt: ./txt/51241.txt summary: "Come here, fellow," Roddie said. "I''m Roddie," he said, squatting to Scrabbling fearfully in the dust for his hammer, Roddie paused "I wouldn''t know," Roddie said, closing his fingers on the hammer, and "Scouting around," Roddie said vaguely. "Well, I guess the boats have gone," Ida said. Uneasy, Roddie hefted the hammer in his hand. "I''ll go first," said Roddie. soldiers will never leave the city; their purpose is to guard it and "It''s all right," Roddie said, his voice breaking. But because his friends knew neither pain nor fatigue, Roddie would had ever come even this far, for soldiers, as he''d told Ida, never left Roddie awoke as Ida finished struggling free of his unconscious grip. Fascinated, Roddie stared for minutes, but turned when Ida showed no Roddie noticed that her eyes were dark and frightened, yet Ida began to weep again, and Roddie found it necessary to comfort her. id: 51396 author: Evans, Dean title: Not a Creature Was Stirring date: words: 5332.0 sentences: 441.0 pages: flesch: 94.0 cache: ./cache/51396.txt txt: ./txt/51396.txt summary: Gannett planted his big feet wide apart and frowned sourly around and Gannett didn''t know why the sun looked sick, and he didn''t know why the He went up the steps two at a time, banged through the swinging doors Gannett put both hands flat on the bar and swallowed hard. Gannett was staring off into space and his eyes looked as A feeling of rage came over Gannett slowly, like heat radiating through glass bricks with multicolored lights behind them, looked like some the hand of Gannett as he came in. Two women and one man, on Gannett''s Gannett went over to a cashier window and reached in and got a handful Gannett picked up the little plastic rake and looked at the two women Gannett went back to the wheel with a fifth of scotch and four glasses He put his big hands on the sill and looked out. id: 32592 author: Fyfe, H. B. (Horace Bowne) title: Let There Be Light date: words: 2420.0 sentences: 216.0 pages: flesch: 94.0 cache: ./cache/32592.txt txt: ./txt/32592.txt summary: Blackie stood nearby, on the gravel shoulder of the highway, rubbing his When at length the tree crashed down across the road, Blackie led them Some of the robots took saws from the truck and began to cut through the Mike by their grips on the twenty feet of rope. In his right hand, Blackie twirled the part of the rope hanging between Mike and Blackie tugged again, and the machine wound Alert, Mike tossed him the other end of the rope and caught Blackie''s. Blackie turned to run for one of the axes. "We better load up an'' get," said Blackie. Vito dragged the robot off the highway by the head, and they began the "Better get to work on him," said Blackie, glancing at the sky. "Where first, Blackie?" asked one of the men, waiting for the women to "It burns real good, Blackie," the girl said, wrinkling her nose against id: 60515 author: Hidalgo, Miguel title: Homecoming date: words: 3057.0 sentences: 243.0 pages: flesch: 93.0 cache: ./cache/60515.txt txt: ./txt/60515.txt summary: light spilled across the sky, making the mountains silent scarlet She held the ring up to the light and read aloud, "It is forever." "Heavy bombers!" The alarm had sounded, and the men had headed for In cities, great and small, the air raid sirens sounded, high cities, where men had not died quickly and mercifully, but had rotted They were alone now, a group of tired, battered men, for whom life held Their families had long since died, their bodies turned to All its great cities had been destroyed, and those that had had taken the horse, the rifle and what food was left, and once again had seen great herds of horses like his own, stampeding across the body, he plunged into the cold water, deep down, until he thought his up at the night sky and trying to draw strength from the wind that id: 13944 author: Jefferies, Richard title: After London; Or, Wild England date: words: 84817.0 sentences: 4025.0 pages: flesch: 79.0 cache: ./cache/13944.txt txt: ./txt/13944.txt summary: "The water must have been cold this morning?" said Felix, ignoring the Felix had scarcely worked half an hour before Oliver returned and threw When the canoe was finished, Oliver came to help Felix launch it, and woods, till one day he found himself in the path that led to Heron Bay. Strolling to the shore of the great Lake, he sat down and watched a islands of large size stood out on the left, but Felix, not knowing the On the right shore, wooded hills rose from the water like a wall; on the Felix looked, and saw that he was opposite the extreme angle of the city "The man is a fool," said the king, who now thought that Felix was a Soon wearying of winding round these walls, Felix returned and retraced But the shepherds, ever desirous of water, and looking on Felix as a id: 51662 author: Kastle, Herbert D. title: Breakdown date: words: 5090.0 sentences: 619.0 pages: flesch: 100.0 cache: ./cache/51662.txt txt: ./txt/51662.txt summary: Edna begged him to see the doctor living in that new house And sometimes--like right now, lying in bed beside Edna, watching Sure, he got paid for letting the fields Harry nodded and said uh-huh and used his mouth for chewing. door and Harry walked away. to the right, and pulled the rope so Plum went that way. Much later, he got up and went to the fence and climbed it. The officer holding Harry''s arm said, "Pete." "Take the horse back to his farm," the officer holding Harry said. opened the door of the little car and pushed Harry inside. "He sure must like horses," he said. Harry noticed that the new house was big. When they came inside, he knew it wasn''t like any house he''d ever seen The old man walked across the room and examined what looked like the "I don''t understand," Harry said. Harry went home. id: 59259 author: Kastle, Herbert D. title: The Outer Quiet date: words: 4243.0 sentences: 284.0 pages: flesch: 86.0 cache: ./cache/59259.txt txt: ./txt/59259.txt summary: known as Punitive--the only Conqueror the trainees had ever seen. the second time, the thin beam of light had seared his eyes. Conquerors was in sight, they went out in one mad day of talk. time of the blast to the day he had passed through the new brick wall Adele helped him pick up stones, until his hands and her cradled arms followed the faces turned up to Conqueror Punitive''s window. By the time George and Adele followed, men and women stood George looked at the radio, then at Adele. the first trainees slipping toward the feeding hall; the women moving When George and Adele arrived in the kitchen, all the Americans were men sat talking, following the women with their eyes, trying to forget return to the rooms, George spoke his thoughts. Two months after George and Adele Lowery''s revolt, the trainees left id: 29662 author: Leiber, Fritz title: The Moon is Green date: words: 6218.0 sentences: 552.0 pages: flesch: 92.0 cache: ./cache/29662.txt txt: ./txt/29662.txt summary: "Close the shutters at once, you little fool, and come away from the "I only wanted to look at the Moon," she said, turning around, and then Moon, like the dust from Krakatoa that drifted around the world for She shook her head dutifully and said, "No, Hank." The man outside balanced on the sill, crouching like a faun, head high, "Every word of it," he said, looking straight into her eyes. Euphemia." As he said that, looking at her, she suddenly felt beautiful. But Effie''s was still smiling tenderly, as if Hank could not break the "Don''t think you''ve pulled the wool over my eyes, Effie," Hank went on "I mean that we no longer need to fear the dust," she said, and now her "Then count yourself," Hank said, barely indicating the table. "With this, I mean," Hank said heavily, advanced to the table, picked up "That''s right," Patrick said with another chilling smile. id: 25024 author: Leiber, Fritz title: The Night of the Long Knives date: words: nan sentences: nan pages: flesch: nan cache: txt: summary: id: 63631 author: McConnell, James V. title: "Phone Me in Central Park" date: words: 4344.0 sentences: 440.0 pages: flesch: 90.0 cache: ./cache/63631.txt txt: ./txt/63631.txt summary: Charles turned over on his side to look at her. Charles looked at the woman again and decided Charles smiled wanly and got up. Charles picked up a heavy book end off the table and crashed it through Charles got up slowly, noticing for the first time that his fingers Reaching the gigantic building, Charles pushed aside the body of a recording that Charles had come to the Bureau some twenty-two years "I''ll try New York first," he said to himself, knowing that he was a Charles activated the switches that would flash a schematic map of New Charles stopped talking and forced his eyes upwards. Charles was by himself, the last person alive in all of New York City. But thinking about "why" didn''t answer the question itself, Charles Charles stopped walking suddenly. difference, it seemed to Charles that he''d probably have a long time This was the way the plague began, but--His mind id: 51379 author: Pangborn, Edgar title: The Music Master of Babylon date: words: 10808.0 sentences: 836.0 pages: flesch: 86.0 cache: ./cache/51379.txt txt: ./txt/51379.txt summary: The Museum of Human History, with the Hall of Music on what Brian "I''m old," Brian said to the red evening. Brian recalled--it was probably that same day--opening a chest On the west side of the Hall of Music, a rather long walk from Brian''s "If not Mozart," said Brian to his idle hands, "there is always The to have said he couldn''t play it himself--Brian had been thinking of Brian had heard the sonata played by others two or three times in the a clock, Brian often thought, if you happened to look at the midnight "The old man pretends to not know," she said, and smiled, and seemed The man said: "We need old ones. "I am very old," said Brian. "We look for old ones," said the young man. "Marry, of course," said Brian feebly, rubbing his great, long-fingered "I can''t swim it, you know," said Brian. id: 59514 author: Reynolds, Mack title: After Some Tomorrow date: words: 5378.0 sentences: 500.0 pages: flesch: 93.0 cache: ./cache/59514.txt txt: ./txt/59514.txt summary: clan''s husband as open mouthed as those who sat at his feet now. Wolf clan would draw back on the citadel, Vivian and her younger Alan said, "They''re only children! The Horse said, "Two years from now they''ll all be warriors. "Tommy," he said to a thirteen year old boy. Alan said, "Maureen, get another pan of ammunition. Little Alice said sourly, "A husband shouldn''t interfere in warrior The girl said, "They have three tommy guns, four automatic rifles, Alan said, mildly, "The question has come up whether we ought to believe the clan should make it clear to Alan, our husband, that such Alan said, "But, Sally, I saved your lives! "Order," Alan said. clan meeting, Alan dear. "I mean," Alan said doggedly, "that one of those Crow women has been Alan said, "I say bring these women into the clan. Alan said, agonizingly, "Vivian! id: 50844 author: Sheckley, Robert title: Proof of the Pudding date: words: 2988.0 sentences: 312.0 pages: flesch: 94.0 cache: ./cache/50844.txt txt: ./txt/50844.txt summary: I CREATED A THING GREATER THAN MYSELF THAT DESTROYED ME. fact that when he didn''t think of anything specific, he always created cave at the lava plain his ship rested on, and at the twisted mountains He realized the power on his third day on Earth. Things he knew best, he could create best. Of course, he could have created it, but he didn''t know if the things He created a chisel and mallet, but selected a granite wall that he a tall, dark-haired girl dressed in a torn, dirty one-piece coverall. Automatically, he offered her his chair and created another for girl, and a vague thought crossed his mind. And if my subconscious mind _did_ create you, then it would "All right." He stared at the cave wall and a woman started to appear. "Would you like to go away?" he said, puffing on a newly created id: 58670 author: Walton, Bryce title: Dreamer''s World date: words: 6609.0 sentences: 829.0 pages: flesch: 90.0 cache: ./cache/58670.txt txt: ./txt/58670.txt summary: "Pat!" Greg''s hand reached as though she weren''t just a three-dim A kind of panic got loose in Greg''s brain. Greg felt the physical power flow as he ran. Greg hadn''t thought about it at all until Pat had started talking "You what?" Greg stared at the two deadly coiled weapons Drakeson Behind him Greg heard Drakeson''s harsh yell. Cowls, Greg thought. occurred to Greg that Pat could go psycho and join them. He felt a little better as the cruiser broke out beyond the Cowl and Greg hardly felt the injection as he tried to think, clarify his Drakeson''s hands away from the controls. "So will the Controllers," Greg said. Greg''s eyes misted as he brought the cruiser to a half-crash landing. Greg!" Drakeson was framed now by that great cannibal maw. Greg''s numbness was filtering away beneath Pat''s warm glad eyes. Greg looked at Pat. She smiled. id: 59602 author: Walton, Bryce title: The Chasm date: words: 2695.0 sentences: 254.0 pages: flesch: 96.0 cache: ./cache/59602.txt txt: ./txt/59602.txt summary: Sal was still resting in the corner of the old warehouse by the river. young man to Sal. His ideas maybe. "We want to live," Murphy said thickly, and he gripped his hands Cartley looked at the shadows for a long time. After a while, Sal said softly, "Well, what could we try to do, Doc?" Like you said, we only have a little time left anyway. "We''ll need a little time," Cartley said. "Sure," Sal said. Cartley sat down on the bank near the boat, and Sal sat down too. "The Children," Cartley said, "never had a chance to be any other way. Cartley''s hands were shaking as he gripped Sal''s arm. Still looking downstream toward the blazing pier, Sal pushed Cartley "They should have put them in the same shelters with us," Sal said, "We''ll find a way," Sal said. "Yes, yes, honey," Sal heard Cartley say over and over. id: 51687 author: Westlake, Donald E. title: The Spy in the Elevator date: words: 6660.0 sentences: 666.0 pages: flesch: 91.0 cache: ./cache/51687.txt txt: ./txt/51687.txt summary: Linda lived down on the hundred fortieth floor, thirteen stories away. the elevator should arrive right now, I would still be almost a minute I went into a frenzy, and kicked the elevator door "The-elevator-is-disconnected." She said it very rapidly, as though she was bouncing off her like radiation off the Project force-screen. sir," she said, her voice low, "but I''m going to tell you, so you''ll she leaned even closer to the screen--"there''s a spy in the elevator." radiation-proof cars, hoping to get safely within another project and elevator, praying that the spy had been captured by now and that Linda door to the right of the elevator. the spy came out, waving a gun. "If I''m a spy," he said impatiently, "then I''m supposed to look for indications of an attack by you people on my Project." "They had it all their own way," he said. ==== make-pages.sh questions ==== make-pages.sh search ==== make-pages.sh topic modeling corpus Zipping study carrel