Pulp Fiction, 1950 · page 81 of 132
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The Yeast Wen by David H. Keller, M D. . Dr. Keller may have herewith dreamed up the secret weapon that will end war. Above all, it is a humane weapon as readere will learn, but it is well nigh an invincible one. He thought up this idea back in the early Amazing Stories and it is still con- sidered one of Dr. Keller's best, one of the most original con- ceptions of an author distinguished by his originality. As might be expected of a man trained in the science of saving life and lessening pain, Dr. Keller put his mind to the problem of hu- manizing warfare. What he came up with was not a new bomb, a new gun, a new plane or tank .. . but a military secret that might lie under the nose of any housewife or cook. But read for yourself all about the terrible war between Eupenia and Moronia. ... NLESS the unexpected happened, Moronia would be de- stroyed. The last war had killed and maimed many of her young men, ruined her finances and deprived her people of even a hope for better years to come. The kingdom of Eupenia now completely surrounded Moronia, shutting off on all sides her commerce and intercourse with friendly nations. The next war would end the struggle and strife that had lasted for centuries, Like a previous conqueror, Premier Plautz arose day after day in the Eupenian Senate to croak out his celebrated, quadruple-worded threat—a threat that he hoped some day would be fulfilled prophecy. “Moronia must be destroyed!” he cried, and the Eupenians, drunk with success and power, answered with renewed plaudits and increased appropriations for the final struggle. “Moronia must be destroyed” he said on the first of September. “She lies in the middle of our fair country, like a dreaded and threatening cancer. We have cut off her commerce and bled her manpower white. Now is the time to destroy her, and occupy her farms and cities with our own deserving populace. Moronia must be destroyed! Our army hopes to occupy her capital by Christmas Day. After such a victory we will have good reason to celebrate the Birthday of our Master. From that day on the name of Mor- onia will be only a memory and a warning—a memory of our power and a warning to any future enemy. Moronia must be destroyed! Moronia shall be destroyed!” Immediately after this short address the Senate adjourned. The War Council met that afternoon to perfect plans for the next war, as yet unde comiclsooks.com