Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 41 — page 37: what you’re looking at

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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION had no more than put his hands on the top of the glass door than Strothmeyer pressed the waking stud. Churchill-Hitler stiffened, as the massive dose of radia- tion struck him full in the back. Strothmeyer held the stud down, a wild look in his eye, as he counted ten. Pro- fessor Knaut moaned upon his bed. The projector crackled. Strothmeyer released the stud, and the figure in the nest sank limply into the webbing. He ran up and opened the door and took the wrist of the body as it lay. There was no pulse! The first part of the ex- periment was over. Now for the more difficult part. He pulled the heavy body out of the nest and dumped it upon the cold floor. Then he crouched above its head and worked its arms back and forth in the approved move- ments of artificial respiration. As he did so, he spoke in a trembling and earnest voice, full of entreaty. “Sir Winston! Come back! Wake up. He is gone, Mr. Churchill. This body is yours, Sir Winston. Come back and take it. Do you hear me? The 36 world needs you! The people of Britain and America need you!” The body began to breathe. Strothmeyer felt its pulse. It was strong and regular, and he exulted, but then he felt a sudden doubt. He backed away from the body, now living again, and picked up the kilo weight, which lay beside the cracked skull of Churchill One. Then he ap- proached and waited for Churchill Two to wake fully. It was many minutes. The blast from the waking ray had been enough to kill, when the body was tenanted by one who hated and despised it. The after-effects of the blast might still be giving difficulty to the proper tenant—if it was really to be the proper tenant now, and not the dictator again. As Strothmeyer crouched at a strategic distance from the hard-used Churchill Two, he heard Professor Knaut wheezing and mumbling on the bed. He wondered how serious the old man’s condi- tion might be. Even if Knaut should recover from the stroke —if that was what it was—he comicloooks.conn