Amazing Stories, Vol. 2, No. 1 — page 99: what you’re looking at

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98 love to see all the strange and wonderful things of which my Tom tells me!” Bradley bent and whispered in her ear. the word and you may both go with us.” Billings heard and speaking in English, asked Ajor if she would go. “Yes,” she answered, “if you wish it; but you know, my Tom, that if Jor captures us, both you and Co-Tan’s man will pay the penalty with your lives—not even his love for me or his admiration for you can save you.” Bradley noticed that she spoke in English— broken English like Co-Tan’s but equally appeal- ing. “We can easily get you aboard the ship,” he said, “on some pretext or other, and then we can sail away. They can neither harm nor detain us, nor will we have to fire a shot at them.” And so it was done, Bradley and Co-Tan taking Ajor and Billings aboard to “show” them the’ ves- sel, which almost immediately raised anchor and moved slowly out into the sea. “T hate to do it,” said Billings. “They have been fine to me. Jor and Tan are splendid men and they will think me an ingrate; but I can’t waste my life here when there is so much to be done in the outer world.” As they steamed down the inland sea past ‘the island of Oo-oh, the stories of their adventures were retold, and Bradley learned that Bowen Tyler and his bride had left the Galu country but a fort- night before and that there was every reason to believe that the Toreador might still be lying in the Pacific not far off the subterranean mouth of the river which emitted Caprona’s heated waters into the ocean. Late in the second day, after running through “Say AMAZING STORIES swarms of hideous reptiles, they submerged at the en point where the river entered beneath the cliffs and shortly after rose to the sunlit surface of the Pacific; but nowhere as far as they could see was sign of another craft. Down the coast they steamed toward the beach where Billings had made his crossing in the hydro-aeroplane and just at dusk the lookout announced a light dead ahead. It proved to be aboard the Toreador, and a half-hour later there was such a reunion on the deck of the trig little yacht as no one there had ever dreamed might be possible. mourned any of the German dead or Benson, the traitor, whose ugly story was first told in Bowen Tyler’s manuscript. Tyler and the rescue party had but just reached the yacht that afternoon. They had heard, faintly, the signal shots fired by the U-33 but had been un- able to locate their direction and so had assumed that they had come from the guns of the Toreador.. It was a happy party that sailed north toward sunny, southern California, the old U-33 trailing in the wake of the Toreador and flying with the lat- ter, the glorious Stars and Stripes, beneath which she had been born in the shipyard at Santa Monica. Three newly married couples, their bonds now duly solemnized by the master of the ship, joyed in the peace and security of the untracked waters of the south Pacific and the unique honeymoon which, had - it not been for stern duty ahead, they could have wished protracted till the end of time. And so they came one day to dock at the ship- yard which Bowen Tyler now controlled, and here the U-33 still lies while those who passed so many eventful days within and because of her, have gone their various ways. THE END. The Plague of the Living Dead ByjA. HYATT VERRILL (Concluded) crashing, pattering, until at last all was still—not a sound was heard. Awed and shaken, the watchers, accompanied by a band of armed troops, made their way cautiously to the devastated area. A vast new crater yawned where the Living Dead had been. For half a dozen miles about, the island was littered with debris; but nowhere could a trace be found of the terrible beings. And as no one, anywhere, has ever reported find- ing one of the monsters, or any fragments of their immortal bodies, it is safe to assume that some- where, far beyond the earth’s attraction, the Liv- ing Dead, blown to infinitesimal atoms, are doomed to forever remain suspended in space. The terrific explosion, which was reported by ships at sea and which was plainly heard at Roque over fifty miles distant, was passed off as a nat- ural, but harmless eruption of Sugar Loaf volcano. : sais MAN “comicbooks.co : * . : % ‘ “eas Ae ee OD UF . 7 , Oe: fe eee pian i je eas POSS ANNO aN pe AT REAR SC As for Doctor Farnham, with ‘the several thou- sands of dollars left from his fortune, he built a Of the Allies there were only . Tippet and James to be mourned, and no one ~ church and a hospital, and he still resides quietly in Abilone, devoting his talents and his knowledge to ~ healing the sick and relieving the suffering. His three human experiments are still with him. Never — have they divulged what they know, and never do they mention the fact that they were subjected to the doctor’s treatment, for they have got the idea that if SS Poe Lal 5 V Spe Vou ts ‘ - ~~ the officials should discover they are immortal, they — Am ‘ would meet the same fate as the Living Dead. | As far as can be seen or determined, they are _ as lively and chipper as ever, but whether they are fated to live on forever, or whether their span of — life has merely been extended, no one can say. At — any rate, the oldest fellow has made his will, and » the other two are in constant dread of being killed by motor cars. So, being immortal does not, appar, ently, rid a person of the fear of death. ba | Me F5 ves