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 excited, though, and he promised  to take   had passed Venus with a  thousand  miles   n  m Es  T c m E rtw4lW~ ··1~1~1t\f~\}itt!l:'.:tih/F:}Wj11
 it  up  with  the  colonel .  The  colonel   to spare, scarcely even feeling her gravity   1  11
 would go to the general.   pull  as  they  swept  by  at  800  miles  per
 Blake  groaned.   In  his  radioscope   second  and left her far astern.
 screen  the Spirit of Terra now was visi-  Everyone  was  talking  all  at  once  in
 ble  as  a  tiny  speeding  dot  with  a  ten-  the  captain's  lounge.  The  ship's  entire
 mile  trail  of  incandescent  gases  astern.   staff  of  officers  was  here.  And  an  au-
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 He thought he saw faint illumination off   burn-haired  girl.   -  1   --  ~   ---- ... , ... ,,-...:-.-. ·,::-.-:;:•::>,->,>Y.❖:-~•,»
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 to one side.   Captain Brand  had  shooed  off all  her   ~   --~--.,,.,,.,   ~ --6   :;;.--""-  ......,_   .,,,i·,~~<c.:'<-,,m~,,=·>··
 "See  that,  Masters ?"  he  demanded.   other  admirers  and  had  her  sitting  be-
 "Doesn't  it  look as if they were blasting   side  him  on  one  of  the  comfortable  di-  One difficulty  sometimes  encountered in  running one of  Smith's. novels  is  that
 a  steering  jet  or  something?"   vans.  She  looked  brightly  up  at  the   the  serial  following  it,  while,  perhaps,  a  good.  workmanlike  job  in  itself.  tends  to
                    seem  rather  pale.  That difficulty has  been  s-ettlcd.  I  thiok-or,  rather,  pushed  off
 "It  does,  Tommy,  it  does!   But,   big man· over the rim of her glass.
 Lord,  they're  only  four  hundred  thou-  "You,"  he  was  telling  her,  " will  see   into  the future  by  five  months.  The next serial  will  be  " If This_ Go~ On-". by
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                    Robert A.  Heinlein.  It is one of the strongest novels I  have seen  111  sc1ence-fict on.
 sand  miles  off.  And  730  miles  a  sec-  your  Tommy  boy.  And  you'll  be  able   one  of  the  most  beautifully  and  carefully  detailed  pieces  of  science-fiction.  lt:s  a
 ond.  It's  too late."   to marry him,  if I  have  anything  to say
                    two-part novel, utterly different from Smith's "Gray Lensman,'' yet as strong a piece
 Blake  tore  into  the  radio · room  as  a   about it.  That  is,  if  I  think  he·s  good   1
 call  came  in.  It  was  General  Fulsen.   enough for  you when  I  look  him over."   of work in an equally tense field.   .-
 H e  had  to  tell  his  story  all ·over  again.   The  girl  laughed  throatily.  happily.   ·• If This  Goes  On-" is  the  first  of two novels  we  have  lined  up.  It gives a
 H e  was  nearly  sobbing  as  he  finished.   "How  can  you  arrange  that?"  she  de-  deadly keen picture of the future of a thing that is today an art, but will. tomorrow,
 "Can't you  see, sir ?"  he  pleaded.  "The   manded.   be a  science, a  more fateful and important science,  insofar  as  Man's future  ~s  con-
 major  checked  with  the  other  sphere.   "How would you like to be my daugh-  cerned.  than  the  science  of  medicine.  It is  the future  of propaganda, ~nd  its  fol-
 He knows  it's the  truth.  We've only  a   ter,  Miss  Zona?"  The  captain  looked   lower.  dictatorship.  P ropaganda and dictatorship de,·eloped  to  their  ultimate.  the
 few  minutes  and  it  won't make any dif-  down  at his  big  red  hands  c\llcl  blushed   goal  toward  which  they tend  today-a false cult,  hiding behind  the mask  of  a  new
 ference  to  any  of  us !"   as  if  this  were  a  proposal  of  marriage.   religion !
 "I'll see what I  can do with the space   The girl's eyes  misted.  "Why?"  she
                        It's  fiction-and  it's  prophecy.  And  it  is  so thoroughly  different  in  strength
 line,  young  man."  The  G.  H.  Q.  car-  asked  softly.   ·   and  presentation  from  any  predecessor  that  it· wins  Astounding·s  rare  Nova
 rier was  off and  Tommy  Blake tore his   "Because,"  Brand  told  her  solemnly,
 hair.   "that way you could  have  your Tommy   designation.
 "He'll  see what he can do!"  he raved   Blake.  Look:  I'm  the  la"y  and  every-  That is a  two-part serial.  We have already chosen  its  succes:or, "Blackot~l."
 at nobody  at all.  "See what he  can  do.   thing  else  on  this  ship.  I  can  marry   I  announce  them  both  no,v,  because  they form,  really.  an  almost_ 1~ter-connecttng
 Masters,  if  we  live  to  tell  the  tale,  I'm   people  or divorce  them.  I'm  the  judge   pair,  though "Blackout" is in no s nse a  sequel, is:  in fact. by a  drfferent author-
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 getting out  of this damn service."   and  the  jury and  the  preacher,  i(  nec-  L.  Ron  Hubbard.  But as  "If Tb1s  Goes  On-" ts  the future  of  propaganda  and
 Masters  grinned  in  spite  of  the  im-  essary.  I  can  adopt  you,  have  the  pa-  dictatorship.  "Blackout"  is  the  future  of  their  spawn-creeds  and  war.  We have
 pending  catastrophe.   Two  closeJy   pers  attested  and all,  right here.  T hen,   heard  for  months  that  "another  E uropean  war  will  mean  the  end  of  European
 cropped  heads  came together  before the   with  my  permission  as your father,  you   ci,·ilization."  Well,  what  would  that  mean?
 radioscope  screen.   can  marry  anybody  you  please  on
 "They  are!"  exulted  'Blake.  " They   Venus.   Passport  be  cl-darned.   Be-  ·  " Blackout" is  a  o-rim and  final answer-the night that comes  when  "Europe's
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 arc  blasting  off  the  side.   And  say !   sides"-Brand  searched  the  girl's  won-  tights  are  going out,  one  by one"- and are  not  lit  agam.
 M.asters !  They're off  the line.  They'll   drous and wondering eyes-'·I  like  you,   1t is not a simple publicity  boast,  but an honest  opinion of a  lonf timc  ~ciencc-
 m1s_s  us.  To  hell  with  G.  H.  Q.  and   Miss  Zona.  I  sort of  think  I'd  like  to   fiction  reader  when  I  say  that  these  two  complementary  novels,  If  This  Goes
 their song of 'see  what  I  can do.' "   have you  for  a  daughter."   On- "  and "Blackout," are two o( the  most  po,,-erful and truly meaningful stories
 The  two  OBS.  men  did  a  war dance   Brand  looked  away.  The  chatter  o(   science-fiction  has  produced.  If  you  have  a  friend  you  want  to  introduce  to
 of their own  as  a  trail  of penciled  flame   the  crowded  lounge  was  a  meaningless   science-fiction,  these  are the  stories  for  him  to  begin  on.
 swept  across  the  viewplate  and  off  into   background  for  his  leaping  thoughts.
 space.  Venus  was  safe  and  so  was  the   "Why, you old dear," a  soft voice  was   Due to the short while the  November  issue has been on the stands  at the time
 S pirit of Terra.   saying.  "I've  lost  a  father  and  found   this  issue  was  made  up,  this  month,  Analyt1cal  Laboratory  contains  insufficient
 a new one.  I  ... I  think I'd  like what   data  and  will  be postponed, giving a  double  Laboratory next  month.
 TN Captain Brand's lounge  there was   you propose, D-dad<ly Brand.  I'm sure
 great rejoicing.  A few minutes ago they   I  would.''                        Tm;:  EDITOR.
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