Authentic Science Fiction Monthly, Issue 45 — page 66: what you’re looking at

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SOME OTHER TIME He paused, and then said: *‘Why don’t you kill?” The Molinarian smiled, his tight, artificial face very hu- man. “Our way of life pre- cludes that. Our philo- sophy——”’ He stopped, swal- lowed, and went on: “Our philosophy——”’ ““Yes!’’ Carpenter shouted. ““Yes, we can! Give me your philosophy and I'll incorpor- ate it with the new children we create up here. Then Earth will never have need to descend to the squirming horrors that we have seen in the mirror. Stretch out a helping hand, alien!”’ “T’ve been a blind, stupid sort of thing, haven’t I?’ the alien stated flatly. ““With the contact with a man of your integrity, Doctor Carpenter, I should have realised at once that that was the answer. Share our concepts of life with you! Turn the Galaxy into a peace- ful, prosperous, friendly asso- ciation of systems. What a dream that is!” “And a dream that [ can make flower, beginning here, 65 at the Eugenic Research Sta- tion. All the new children, created at the behest of the Earth Government, will be new in body and new and fresh in mind, also. They will be perfectly suited for the great step of crossing the Galaxy.” Carpenter chuckled with the wonder of it all. ‘Perhaps, who knows, they will be the supermen every- body’s afraid of, after all.” “Superchildren,”’ Louise said, rising and coming over to him. She put her hand in his and stroked away the trembling that shook his fin- gers. “‘Superchildren, with a benign philosophy of life that can bring only good to the Galaxy.” She smiled at Car- penter. ““The Molinarian can cure you, you know. Don’t forget that.” ““Thaven’t,’’ he said, huskily. *‘And of the new, better, clean children, one will be ours.” | Outside, in the gathering darkness of the Martian night, the first stars were beginning to shine. comiclooks.cormn