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Satellite, v. 1, issue 1, October 1938

Page 11

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11 did not realize that my courage was that of ignorance. I got to the front of the crowd, and there was a hush -- a deadly hush that only made it worse. The horror felt by the woman who first saw the awful thing was nothing compared to mine -- for she had only had a suspicion -- all of them had had only a suspicion. But I knew! Arthur Harris, rejoicing in his power, no longer fearful of it, intended utilizing it to come and see me. He could control it, but he himself had said he would leave the power he possessed free, so that he could just walk right through any walls he would find in his way. There were no cellars underneath the roads so there should be nothing else but solid earth, he reasoned, but... He forgot the large gas and water mains, which were sufficiently near to the surface to make it possible for him to... And there, in the middle of the road were his feet and ankles, sticking up almost absurdly from out the asphalt. He had gone in head first, of course, and got stuck -- stuck, probably, in a gas main where he was asphyxiated. I shall always remember the sudden horror of seeing those feet, of recognizing those peculiar shoes he always wore... THE END IN OUR NEXT ISSUE: "The Call to Arms" by Bob E. Cameron A story that will appeal to all those well versed in the "Who's Who" of science-fiction.
 
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