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diff --git a/63130-0.txt b/63130-0.txt index 3692e4c..a0c5557 100644 --- a/63130-0.txt +++ b/63130-0.txt @@ -1250,7 +1250,7 @@ But the time would come ... and soon ... when he would have to do something. For he couldn't let the ship return to the Ring. To do that would be to infest the other ships parked there, spread the bugs throughout the solar system. And those bugs definitely were something -the solar system cold get along without. +the solar system could get along without. The ship shuddered and twisted, weaving its way through the pack of players. More plates ripped loose. Glancing up, Meek could see the diff --git a/63130-h/63130-h.htm b/63130-h/63130-h.htm index 7624748..465752c 100644 --- a/63130-h/63130-h.htm +++ b/63130-h/63130-h.htm @@ -1,15 +1,12 @@ -<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" - "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> -<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" xml:lang="en" lang="en"> +<!DOCTYPE html> +<html lang="en"> <head> - <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8" /> - <meta http-equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css" /> + <meta charset="utf-8"> <title> - The Project Gutenberg eBook of Mr. Meek Plays Polo, by Clifford D. Simak. + Mr. Meek Plays Polo | Project Gutenberg </title> - <link rel="coverpage" href="images/cover.jpg" /> - - <style type="text/css"> +<link rel="icon" href="images/cover.jpg" type="image/x-cover"> + <style> body { margin-left: 10%; @@ -86,26 +83,26 @@ div.titlepage p { <h2>By CLIFFORD D. SIMAK</h2> -<p>Mr. Meek was having his troubles. First, the<br /> -<i>educated</i> bugs worried him; then the<br /> -welfare worker tried to stop the Ring Rats' feud<br /> -by enlisting his aid. And now, he was a drafted<br /> -space-polo player—a fortune bet on his ability<br /> +<p>Mr. Meek was having his troubles. First, the<br > +<i>educated</i> bugs worried him; then the<br > +welfare worker tried to stop the Ring Rats' feud<br > +by enlisting his aid. And now, he was a drafted<br > +space-polo player—a fortune bet on his ability<br > at a game he had never played in his cloistered life.</p> -<p>[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from<br /> -Planet Stories Fall 1944.<br /> -Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that<br /> +<p>[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from<br > +Planet Stories Fall 1944.<br > +Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that<br > the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]</p> </div> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <p>The sign read:</p> -<p class="ph1"><i>Atomic Motors Repaired. Busted<br /> -Plates Patched Up. Rocket Tubes<br /> +<p class="ph1"><i>Atomic Motors Repaired. Busted<br > +Plates Patched Up. Rocket Tubes<br > Relined. Wheeze In, Whiz Out!</i></p> <p>It added, as an afterthought, in shaky, inexpert lettering:</p> @@ -183,7 +180,7 @@ shoulders.</p> <p>"You are the gentleman who can fix things?" he asked the mechanic.</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>The mechanic stared. Here was no hell-for-leather freighter pilot, no be-whiskered roamer of the outer orbits. Meek's hair was white and @@ -287,7 +284,7 @@ rheumatism bothers him, to pick up a bundle of papers. Subscribes to a daily paper, he does. Only man out here that does any reading. But all he reads is the sports section. Nuts about sports, Gus is."</p> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <p class="ph1">II</p> @@ -408,7 +405,7 @@ could fix up some kind of game...."</p> <p>"Forget it, Gus," warned Moe. "If you're thinking of energy guns at fifty paces, it's out. Miss Perkins won't stand for anything like that."</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>Gus wiped his whiskers and looked hurt. "Nothing of the sort," he denied. "Dang it, you must think I ain't got no sportsmanship at all. I @@ -517,7 +514,7 @@ want to, long as you're walking on the stilts."</p> <p>Meek gulped. He could imagine what stilt walking would be like in a place where gravity was no more than the faintest whisper.</p> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <p class="ph1">III</p> @@ -582,7 +579,7 @@ mockery of space before them.</p> <p>Meek shrugged his shoulders, almost upsetting himself.</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>The bugs had started the game and Meek craned forward cautiously, watching eagerly, stylus poised above the notebook.</p> @@ -648,7 +645,7 @@ Hamilton's shack blinked with the weaving of the rock.</p> <p>"Gus will give me hell for this," he told himself.</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>Gus shook the small wooden box thoughtfully, listening to the frantic scurrying within it.</p> @@ -730,7 +727,7 @@ Ring go out into space to play that most dangerous of all sports, space polo. For the outcome of that game will decide, forever, the supremacy of one of the two sectors."</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>Meek rose from his chair, opened his mouth as if to speak, but sank back again when Gus hissed at him and held a finger to his lips for @@ -825,7 +822,7 @@ the most valuable team member."</p> <p>"I'm going to win her," Gus declared.</p> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <p class="ph1">IV</p> @@ -922,16 +919,16 @@ coming in here and messing around with things?"</p> to be dignified about it. But it was hard to be dignified with someone lifting one by the shoulder so one's toes just barely touched the floor.</p> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <div class="figcenter"> - <img src="images/illus.jpg" alt=""/> + <img src="images/illus.jpg" alt=""> <div class="caption"> <p><i>"Ulp!" ulped Mr. Meek shakily.</i></p> </div> </div> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <p>"All that's the matter with you," insisted the dangling Meek, "is that you know Gus and his men will give you a whipping. They'd done it, @@ -971,7 +968,7 @@ Twenty-three.</p> <p>"Mr. Meek," he panted, "you got to come right away. It's Gus. He's all tangled up with rheumatiz!"</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>Gus stared up with anguished eyes at Meek.</p> @@ -1095,7 +1092,7 @@ I was a kid I was a ten-goal man."</p> <p>They were satisfied at that.</p> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <p class="ph1">V</p> @@ -1161,7 +1158,7 @@ hadn't been for all the ballyhoo about the mystery coach.</p> <p>But more especially, if he'd kept his fool mouth shut and not made that bet with Craney.</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>Meek groaned and tried to remember the few things he did know about polo. And he couldn't think of a single thing, not even some of the @@ -1246,7 +1243,7 @@ Seemed to be crawling.</p> <p>He bent closer and froze. It was crawling. There was no doubt of that. Crawling with rock-bugs.</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>Breath whistling between his teeth, Meek ducked his head under the panel. Every wire, every control was oozing bugs!</p> @@ -1336,7 +1333,7 @@ factors in the form of opposing spaceships.</p> should have turned the ship. The ship didn't turn. Meek snatched his hand away as if the key had burned his finger.</p> -<hr class="tb" /> +<hr class="tb" > <p>Back on the line the ship wheeled into position of its own accord and a moment later was off again. Meek clung to his chair with shaking hands. @@ -1348,7 +1345,7 @@ see him sitting there, doing nothing.</p> something. For he couldn't let the ship return to the Ring. To do that would be to infest the other ships parked there, spread the bugs throughout the solar system. And those bugs definitely were something -the solar system cold get along without.</p> +the solar system could get along without.</p> <p>The ship shuddered and twisted, weaving its way through the pack of players. More plates ripped loose. Glancing up, Meek could see the @@ -1402,7 +1399,7 @@ every ounce of power he had, launching himself into space.</p> it, snapped it on to full acceleration. Something seemed to hit him on the head and he sailed into the depths of blackness.</p> -<hr class="chap" /> +<hr class="chap" > <p class="ph1">VI</p> diff --git a/LICENSE.txt b/LICENSE.txt index 6312041..b5dba15 100644 --- a/LICENSE.txt +++ b/LICENSE.txt @@ -1,4 +1,4 @@ -This eBook, including all associated images, markup, improvements, +This book, including all associated images, markup, improvements, metadata, and any other content or labor, has been confirmed to be in the PUBLIC DOMAIN IN THE UNITED STATES. @@ -7,5 +7,5 @@ the "Copyright How-To" at https://www.gutenberg.org. No investigation has been made concerning possible copyrights in jurisdictions other than the United States. 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