Webb Foster built a laboratory at the edge of the solar system to be left alone to do his work, however the Planetary Council still came calling...ExcerptWebb Foster was the greatest scientist in all the solar system. This, at least, had been the consensus of opinion at the last assemblage of the planets. Webb, however, had protested the accolade and offered Ku-mer of Mars in nomination for the coveted honor. But Ku-mer received only two votes--his own and that of Webb Foster. Whereupon, with Martian blandness, he had retired from the conclave and left an undisputed field to his generous rival.Webb Foster was sincerely sorry for him. He knew the proud sensitivity of the Martians, beneath their outward armor of indifference, and he tried to find Ku-mer after the members of the quinquennial meeting had scattered to their respective space ships. But Ku-mer was not to be found. He had vanished.Whereupon Webb, with a shrug of his shoulders, and slightly flattered withal, returned to his space laboratory. This was famous throughout the system, and the fruit of years of contriving. Webb Foster required absolute isolation and profound peace for his researches into the origin of all things, into the fine structure of space and time and matter. These desiderata could no longer be had on Earth, his native planet.Earth was a vast garden city with a population of ten billion humans. From pole to pole swift-moving platforms made an intricate network of intercommunication; underground, express monocars whined through vacuum tunnels; overhead, glistening planes darted along aerial traffic lanes; while from a thousand rocket ports great space liners took off for Mars, Venus, the Moon, and far-off Callisto, capital of the Jovian hegemony. A scientist, brooding on the very fundamentals, the ground plan of the universe, could find no peace on Earth.
A vivid tale of the Manchu conquest of China, and the fulfillment of the old Ming prophecy, when blood ran red in Peking —An ancient Chinese prophecy embodied in what was known as The Song of the Cakes.
The Anthology of Sci-Fi V20 is a collection of nine Sci-fi stories from some of the best writers of the past century. Included are: The Destroyer by William Merriam Rouse, The Gray Plague by L. A. Eshbach, The Death-Cloud by Nat Schachner, The Revolt of the Machines by Nat Schachner, The Hands of Aten by H. G. Winter, The Midget From the Island by H. G. Winter, The Great Dome on Mercury by Arthur Leo Zagat, Pirates of the Gorm by Nat Schachner, When the Sleepers Woke by Arthur Leo Zagat.
This is the first collection of the weird menace stories of Nat Schachner, whom John Pelan calls "Mr. Terror Tales" for his many contributions to that particular pulp. John's introduction tells more about this enigmatic writer. The stories in this collection are: The Devil's Night Club, Dime Mystery Magazine, June 1936 A Feast for Hell's Angels, Terror Tales, May 1936 Monsters of the Pit, Terror Tales, November 1934 They Dare Not Die, Terror Tales, January 1935 Thirst of the Ancients, Terror Tales, February 1935 Creatures of the Dusk, Terror Tales, July 1935 Parade of the Tiny Killers, Terror Tales, January/February 1939 Factory for Death, Dime Mystery Magazine, September 1938
Astounding Stories (Vol. VI No. 2 May, 1931); pulp science fiction and horror.In this issue:DARK MOON CHARLES W. DIFFINMysterious, Dark, Out of the Unknown Deep Comes a New Satellite to Lure Three Courageous Earthlings on to Strange Adventure. (A Complete Novelette.) WHEN CAVERNS YAWNED CAPTAIN S. P. MEEKOnly Dr. Bird's Super-Scientific Sleuthing Stands in the Way of Ivan Sarnoff's Latest Attempt at Wholesale Destruction.THE EXILE OF TIME RAY CUMMINGSYoung Lovers of Three Eras Are Swept down the Torrent of the Sinister Cripple Tugh's Frightful Vengeance. (Part Two of a Four-Part Novel.) WHEN THE MOON TURNED GREEN HAL K. WELLSOutside His Laboratory Bruce Dixon Finds a World of Living Dead Men—and Above, in the Sky, Shines a Weird Green Moon.THE DEATH-CLOUD NAT SCHACHNER AND ARTHUR L. ZAGATThe Epic Exploit of One Who Worked in the Dark and Alone, Behind the Enemy Lines, in the Great Last War.
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Astounding Stories (Vol. VII No. 1 July, 1931); pulp science fiction and horror.In this issue:THE DOOM FROM PLANET 4 JACK WILLIAMSONA Ray of Fire, Green, Mysterious, Stabs Through the Night to Dan on His Ship. It Leads Him to an Island of Unearthly Peril.THE HANDS OF ATEN H. G. WINTEROut of the Solid Ice Craig Hews Three Long-Frozen Egyptians and Is at Once Caught Up into Amazing Adventure. (A Complete Novelette.)THE DIAMOND THUNDERBOLT H. THOMPSON RICHLocked in a Rocket and Fired into Space! Such Was the Fate which Awaited Young Stoddard at the End of the Diamond Trail!THE SLAVE SHIP FROM SPACE A. R. HOLMESThree Kidnapped Earthlings Show Xantra of the Tillas How "Docile" Earth Slaves Can Be.THE REVOLT OF THE MACHINES NAT SCHACHNER AND ARTHUR L. ZAGATSomething in the Many-Faceted Mind of the Master Machine Spurs It to Diabolical Revolt Against the Authority of Its Human Masters.THE EXILE OF TIME RAY CUMMINGSOnly Near the End of the World Does Fate Catch Up with Tugh, the Cripple Who Ran Amuck Through Time.
How long was it since they had started out on the first flight that man had taken into outer space-he and those stanch comrades? Five years? God! Had it been so long? Yet here he was, back on Earth again, the kindly, blessed Earth their eyes had clung to when they were fighting desperately for their lives against the protoplasmic things that inhabited Ganymede. There was a tap on Hilary's shoulder, light, electric, yet strangely heavy in its implications. Hilary turned his head sharply, saw the landscape blotted out by a huge overshadowing bulk. Five years in a hostile universe had made him cautious. He pivoted on his heels and rose in a single flowing motion, stellite blade ready for instant action.
A vivid tale of the Manchu conquest of China, and the fulfillment of the old Ming prophecy, when blood ran red in Peking —An ancient Chinese prophecy embodied in what was known as The Song of the Cakes.
Webb Foster built a laboratory at the edge of the solar system to be left alone to do his work, however the Planetary Council still came calling...ExcerptWebb Foster was the greatest scientist in all the solar system. This, at least, had been the consensus of opinion at the last assemblage of the planets. Webb, however, had protested the accolade and offered Ku-mer of Mars in nomination for the coveted honor. But Ku-mer received only two votes--his own and that of Webb Foster. Whereupon, with Martian blandness, he had retired from the conclave and left an undisputed field to his generous rival.Webb Foster was sincerely sorry for him. He knew the proud sensitivity of the Martians, beneath their outward armor of indifference, and he tried to find Ku-mer after the members of the quinquennial meeting had scattered to their respective space ships. But Ku-mer was not to be found. He had vanished.Whereupon Webb, with a shrug of his shoulders, and slightly flattered withal, returned to his space laboratory. This was famous throughout the system, and the fruit of years of contriving. Webb Foster required absolute isolation and profound peace for his researches into the origin of all things, into the fine structure of space and time and matter. These desiderata could no longer be had on Earth, his native planet.Earth was a vast garden city with a population of ten billion humans. From pole to pole swift-moving platforms made an intricate network of intercommunication; underground, express monocars whined through vacuum tunnels; overhead, glistening planes darted along aerial traffic lanes; while from a thousand rocket ports great space liners took off for Mars, Venus, the Moon, and far-off Callisto, capital of the Jovian hegemony. A scientist, brooding on the very fundamentals, the ground plan of the universe, could find no peace on Earth.
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