Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 50 — page 70: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

HIDDEN TREASURE OF KALIN fore, the weak oscillations set up by the incoming wave are caused by the action of the grid, to control the much greater power which is applied between anode and filament.” He glared trium- phantly at the young man. “You see?” “Tt hear your’. words, Reader,” said the Pupil slowly. “But their under- standing I have not. To me they are as the sounds the Hairies make, noises without meaning, sounds made by a mouth as the river makes sounds when it passes across stones.” He looked at the old man. “What do they mean ?” “That is why there is a Reader and a Pupil in Kalin,” said the old man grimly. “These words must hold great power and we are to find how to use that power.” He sighed as he slumped in one of the crude chairs and pulled the lamp a little nearer. “We shall read the Book together. It is important that you should 69 know these words before I die, for then there will be none to teach you how they should sound when coming from the mouth. It may be that if we really knew how they should sound their power would be ours, but we must do what we can. Now. Say after me. Anode.” The way he said it would have made the word unrecog- nisable even to the man who had first written the book, a slurring, distorted jumble of vowels and consonants, but the young man listened and forced his tongue to repeat the word. “Aynnowdee.” The old man nodded and his thin, claw-like finger passed on to the next word as he struggled with the once-a- generation task of forcing his pupil to commit the books to memory. KALIN the Warrior sat on his mount and let his sunken black eyes drift watchfully over the ridge of the hill. A small, dark, thick-set young conmmcloooks.con