Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 53 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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WITHOUT LOVE that they were only holding down the fort until the new owners should mature. As a result they worked twice as hard to have everything ship- shape and so uphold the honour of the Old Men. They could have spared themselves the trouble. The problems of the Old Men never even entered the consciousness of the New. But the Teamsters did not foresee that, and so they died in droves as they took greater and greater risks, extending their intuitive faculties beyond their farthest limits. Max and Menilissa may have died in that period. I say “‘may,” for they disappeared, and markers with their names were erected in the 135 H.E. plot of the Teamsters’ cemetery at Rosemont. Then the New Men began to take over, and more Team- sters risked and lost their lives trying to keep up with them. Fermin was in that group. This I know for sure. I found him. He, too, lies at Rosemont. Tiger disappeared, 19 and for some reason was never listed as dead. Mattis disappeared, also, but him, the third generation New Men might have killed. I, a lonely grey man, having neither much dash nor much imagi- nation, a book worm, I received the honours which the New Men saw fit to bestow on me as the last survivor of what they called the “‘Father Team.” I became an honorary New Man. Yes, they had use for me and a couple of other sur- vivors like myse'f. The wise men, the scientists of one culture, become the witch doctors of the succeeding one. They treated us Teamsters with respect and drew upon our knowledge of old things. But don’t think that we didn’t pay for our position. We paid for it with shame and humilia- tion. They used us and then ignored us when we had given them what we had to give. It: was Greece and Rome all over again. Greece had some knowledge, but Rome had comicloooks.conn