Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 50 — page 88: what you’re looking at

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HIDDEN TREASURE OF KALIN many.” He tucked the book under one arm and ran to another row of _ shelves. Hastily he selected a volume and stared at rows of writhing symbols. Dropping it, he snatched another, glanced at it, and brought it over nearer to the light. “If the grandeur of a planetary world in which the earth, as a grain of sand, is scarcely perceived, fills the understanding with wonder .’ He flicked pages and read again. “As with all forces between bodies, the gravitational pull of the first body on a second 1s exactly equal in amount to the gravt- tational pull of the second body on the...” “Enough,” said Kalin wearily, and his face as he glanced at the array of books was bitter with scorn. “Words! Meaningless words! How can we ever learn from these dead things ?” “We need time,” said the old man desperately. Time 33 87 “We have no time.” Kalin turned as a warrior entered | the great room. “Yes?” “Look!” The man held out something which glittered in the guttering light of the flaring torches. “See?” He held out a long knife, a thing as different from that which Kalin wore at his side as a man was toa Hairy. It was smooth and _ polished, with a thin edge and a sharp point. The hilt was of turned wood and the guard of metal. It had a sheath, a thing of some hard, dull green sub- stance, and as Kalin took it something burned deep in his eyes. “Are there more?” “Many more. In a small room towards the end of the building. I searched as you ordered and we found many of these lying among the ruins of many boxes. There are other things, too; strange things, long and made of metal and wood. All are covered with grease, see?” He ran his finger down the side of the blade. comiclooks.conn