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You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of -the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at -www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: Lazarus Come Forth - -Author: Ray Bradbury - -Release Date: October 10, 2020 [EBook #63430] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ASCII - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LAZARUS COME FORTH *** - - - - -Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class="titlepage"> - -<h1>Lazarus Come Forth</h1> - -<h2>By RAY BRADBURY</h2> - -<p>The Morgue Ship had gleaned information from<br /> -space that would end the three hundred year war,<br /> -knowledge that would defeat the aggressor<br /> -Martians—if Brandon could carry it to Earth.</p> - -<p>[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from<br /> -Planet Stories Winter 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" /> - -<p>Logan's way of laughing was bad. "There's a new body up in the -air-lock, Brandon. Climb the rungs and have a look."</p> - -<p>Logan's eyes had a green shine to them, eager and intent. They were -ugly, obscene.</p> - -<p>Brandon swore under his breath. This room of the Morgue Ship was -crowded with their two personalities. Besides that, there were scores -of cold shelves of bodies freezing quietly, and the insistent -vibration of the coroner tables, machinery spinning under them. And -Logan was like a little machine that never stopped talking.</p> - -<p>"Leave me alone." Brandon rose up, tall and thinned by the years, -looking as old as a pocked meteor. "Just keep quiet."</p> - -<p>Logan sucked his cigarette. "Scared to go upstairs? Scared it might be -your son we just picked up?"</p> - -<p>Brandon reached Logan in about one stride, and while the Morgue Ship -slipped on through space, he clenched the coroner's blue uniform with -the small bones inside it and hung it up against the wall, pressing -inward until Logan couldn't breathe. Logan blew air, his eyes looked -helpless. He tried to speak and could only grunt like a stuck pig. He -waved his short arms, flapping.</p> - -<p>Brandon kept him there, crucified on a fist.</p> - -<p>"I told you. Let me search for my own son's body in my own way. I don't -need your tongue."</p> - -<p>Logan's eyes were losing their shine, were getting blind and glazed. -Brandon stepped back, releasing the little assistant. Logan bumped -softly against metal flooring, his mouth hungry for air, his nostrils -flaring for breath. Brandon watched the little face of Logan over the -crouched, gasping body, with red color and anger shooting up into it -with every passing second.</p> - -<p>"Coward!" he threw it out of himself, Logan did. "Got -yellow—neon-tubing—for your spine. Coward. Never went to war. Never -did anything for Earth against Mars."</p> - -<p>Brandon said the words in slow motion. "Shut up."</p> - -<p>"Why?" Logan crept back, inching up the metal hull. The blood pumps -under the skirts of the tables pulsed across the warm silence. "Does -it hurt, the truth? Your son'd be proud of you, okay. Ha!" He coughed -and spat. "He was so damn ashamed of you he went and signed up for -space combat. So he got lost from his ship during a battle." Logan -licked his lips very carefully. "So, to make up for it, you signed on a -Morgue Ship. Try to find his body. Try to make amends. I know you. You -wouldn't join the Space Warriors to fight. No guts for that. Had to -get a nice easy job on a morgue ship—"</p> - -<p>Lines appeared in Brandon's gaunt cheeks, his eyes were closed, the -lids pale. He said, and tried to believe it himself, "Someone has to -pick up the bodies after the battle. They can't go flying on forever in -their own orbits. They deserve burial."</p> - -<p>The bitterness of Logan struck even deeper. "Who are you tryin' to -convince?" He was on his feet now. "Me, it's different. I got a right -to running this ship. I was in the other war."</p> - -<p>"You're a liar," Brandon retorted. "You hunted radium in the asteroids -with a mineral tug. You took this Morgue Ship job so you could go right -on hunting radium, picking up bodies on the side."</p> - -<p>Logan laughed softly, but not humorously. "So what? Least I'm no -coward. I'll burn anybody gets in my way." He thought it over. -"Unless," he added, "they give me a little money."</p> - -<p>Brandon turned away, feeling ill. He forced himself to climb up the -rungs toward that air-lock, where that fresh body lay, newly still-born -from space by the retrieving-claw. His palms let wet shining prints -on the rungs. His climbing feet made a soft noise in the cold metal -silence.</p> - -<p>The body lay in the cold air-lock's center, as thousands had lain -before. Its posture was one of easy slumber, relaxed and not speaking -ever again.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Brandon took in his breath. Numbly he realized it was not his son. -Every time a new body was found he feared and yet hoped it would be -Richard. Richard of the easy laughter and good smile and dark curly -hair. Richard who was now floating off somewhere toward some far -eternity.</p> - -<p>Brandon's eyes dilated. He went to his knees and with efficient darts -of his eyes, he covered the vital points of this strange uniform with -the young body inside it. His heart pounded briefly, and when he got -up again he acted like he had been struck in the face. He walked -unsteadily to the rungs.</p> - -<p>"Logan," he called down the hole in a numbed voice. "Logan, come up -here. Quick."</p> - -<p>Logan climbed lazily up, emitting grunts and smoke.</p> - -<p>"Look here," said Brandon, kneeling again by the body.</p> - -<p>Logan looked and didn't believe it. "Where in hell'd you get that?"</p> - -<p>Lying there, the face of the body was like snow framed by the -ebon-black of the hair. The eyes were blue jewels caught in the snow. -There were slender fingers reclining against the hips. But, most -important of all, was the cut of the silver metal uniform, the grey -leather belt and the bronze triangle over the silent heart with the -numerals 51 on it.</p> - -<p>Logan held onto the rungs. "Three hundred years old," he whispered it. -"Three hundred years old," he said.</p> - -<p>"Yes." The Numerals 51 were enough for Brandon. "After all these -centuries, and in perfect condition. Look how calm he is. Most corpse -faces aren't—pretty. Something happened, three hundred years ago, and -he's been drifting, alone, ever since. I—" Brandon caught his breath.</p> - -<p>"What's wrong?" snapped Logan.</p> - -<p>"This man," said Brandon, wonderingly, "committed suicide."</p> - -<p>"How do you figure?"</p> - -<p>"There's not a mark of decompression, centrifugal force, disintegrator -or ray-burn on him. He simply <i>stepped</i> out of a ship. Why should a -Scientist of the 51 Circle commit suicide?"</p> - -<p>"They had wars back there, too," said Logan. "But this is the first -time I ever seen a stiff from one of them. It can't happen. He shoulda -been messed up by meteors."</p> - -<p>A strange prickling crept over Brandon. "When I was a kid, I remember -thumbing through history books, reading about those famous 51 -Scientists of the Circle who were doing experimental work on Pluto back -in the year 2100. I memorized their uniforms, and this bronze badge. -I couldn't mistake it. There was a rumor that they were experimenting -with some new universal power weapon."</p> - -<p>"A myth," said Logan.</p> - -<p>"Who knows? Maybe. Maybe not. But before that super weapon was -completed, Earth fell beneath Mar's assault. The 51 Scientists -destroyed themselves and their Base when the Martians came. -The—myth—says that if the Martians had been only a month later—the -weapon would have been out of blueprint and into metal."</p> - -<p>Brandon stopped talking and looked at the long-boned, easily slumbering -Scientist.</p> - -<p>"And now he shows up. One of the original 51. I wonder what happened? -Maybe he tried to reach Earth and had to leap into space to escape the -Martians. Logan, we've got history with us, pulled in out of space, -cold and stark under our hands."</p> - -<p>Logan laughed uneasily. "Yeah. Now, if we only had that weapon. Baby, -that'd be something to sing about, by God."</p> - -<p>Brandon jerked.</p> - -<p>Logan looked at him. "What's eating you?"</p> - -<p>Brandon laid his fingers on the dead Scientist's skull.</p> - -<p>"Maybe—just maybe—we <i>have</i> got the weapon," he said.</p> - -<p>His hand trembled.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The coroner pumps throbbed warmly under the table, while manipulating -tendrils darted swiftly, effectively over the dead Scientist's body. -Brandon moved, too, like a machine. In a regular fury he had forced -Logan to hurry the body down into the preparations room, inject -adrenalin, thermal units, apply the blood pump and accomplish a -thousand other demanding and instantaneous tasks.</p> - -<p>"Now, out of the way, Logan. You're more trouble than help!"</p> - -<p>Logan stumbled back. "Okay, okay. Don't get snotty. It won't work. I -keep telling you. All these years."</p> - -<p>Brandon could see nothing. Logan's voice was muffled, far away. There -was only the surge of pumps, the sweating heat of the little cubicle, -and niche number 12 waiting to receive this body if he failed. Brandon -swallowed, tightly. Niche number 12 waiting, cold, ready, waiting for a -body to fill it. He'd have to fight to keep it empty.</p> - -<p>He began to sing-song words over and over as he injected stimulants -into the body. He didn't know where the words came from, from -childhood, maybe, from his old religious memories:</p> - -<p>"Lazarus come forth," Brandon said softly, bending close, adjusting the -manipulatory tendrils. "Lazarus, come forth."</p> - -<p>Logan snorted. "Lazarus! Will you can that!"</p> - -<p>Brandon had to talk to himself. "Inside his brain he's got that energy -weapon that Earth can use to end the war. It's been frozen in there -three hundred years. If we can thaw it out—"</p> - -<p>"Who ever heard of reviving a body after that long?"</p> - -<p>"He's perfectly preserved. Perfectly frozen. Oh, God, this is Fate. I -know it. I feel it. Came to find Richard and I found something bigger! -Lazarus! Lazarus, come forth from the tomb!"</p> - -<p>The machines thrummed louder, beating into his ears. Brandon listened, -watched for just one pulse, just one beat, one word, one moment of life.</p> - -<p>"Air for the lungs," and Brandon attached oxygen cones over the fine -nose and relaxed lips. "Pressure on the ribs." Metal plates pressuring -the rib case slowly out and in. "Circulation." Brandon touched the -control at the foot of the table and the whole table tilted back and -forth in a whining teeter-tauter.</p> - -<p>A report clipped through on the audio:</p> - -<p>"Morgue Ship. Battle Unit 766 calling Morgue Ship. Off orbit of Pluto -234CC, point zero-two, off 32, one by seven, follow up. Battle just -terminated. Six Martian ships destroyed. One Earth ship blasted apart -and bodies thrown into space. Please recover. 79 men. Bodies in orbit -heading toward sun at 23456 an hour. Check."</p> - -<p>Logan flipped his cigarette away. "That's us. We got work to do. Come -on. Let that stiff cool. He'll be here when we come back."</p> - -<p>"No!" Brandon fairly shouted it, eyes wild. "He's more important than -all those men out there. We can help them later. He can help us now!"</p> - -<p>The table came to a halt, bringing absolute silence.</p> - -<p>Brandon bent forward to press his ear against the warmed rib-casing.</p> - -<p>"Wait."</p> - -<p>There it was. Unbelievably, there it was. A tiny pulse stirring like -a termite down under, softly and sluggishly moving through the body, -jabbing the heart and—NOW! Brandon cried out. He was shaking all over. -He was setting the machine in operation again, and talking and laughing -and going crazy with it.</p> - -<p>"He's alive! He's alive! Lazarus has come from the tomb! Lazarus -reborn again! Notify Earth immediately!"</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>At the end of an hour, the pulse was timing normal, the temperature was -lowering down from a fever, and Brandon moved about the preparations' -room watching every quiver of the body's internal organs through the -tubular-fluoroscope.</p> - -<p>He exulted. This was having Richard alive again. It was compensation. -You roared into space looking somewhere for your lost self-respect, -your pride, looking for your son who is shooting on some soundless -orbit into nothing, and now the biggest child of Fate is deposited in -your arms to warm and bring to life. It was impossible. It was good. -Brandon almost laughed. He almost forgot he had ever known fear of -death. This was conquering it. This was like bringing Richard back to -life, but even more. It meant things to earth and humanity; things -about weapons and power and peace.</p> - -<p>Logan interrupted Brandon's exultant thinking by blowing smoke in -his face. "You know something, Brandy? This is damn good! You done -something, Mister. Yeah."</p> - -<p>"I thought I told you to notify Earth."</p> - -<p>"Ah, I been watching you. Like a mama hen and her chick. I been -thinking, too. Yeah." Logan shook ashes off his smoke. "Ever since you -pulled in this prize fish, I been turning it over in my mind."</p> - -<p>"Go up to the radio room and call Earth. We've got to rush the -Scientist to Moon Base immediately. We can talk later."</p> - -<p>There was that hard green shine to Logan's narrow eyes again. He poked -a finger at Brandon. "Here's the way I get it. Do we get rewarded for -finding this guy? Hell, no. It's our routine work. We're <i>supposed</i> to -pick up bodies. Here we got a guy who's the key to the whole damn war."</p> - -<p>Brandon's lips hardly moved. "Call Earth."</p> - -<p>"Now, hold on a moment, Brandy. Let me finish this. I been thinking, -maybe the Martians'd like to own him, too. Maybe they'd like to be -around when he starts talking."</p> - -<p>Brandon made a fist. "You heard what I said."</p> - -<p>Logan put his hand behind him. "I just want to talk peaceable with you, -Brandy. I don't want trouble. But all we'll get for finding this stiff -is a kiss on the cheek and a medal on the chest. Hell!"</p> - -<p>Brandon was going to hit him hard, before he saw the gun in Logan's -fingers, whipped out and pointing.</p> - -<p>"Take a look at this, Brandy, and don't lose your supper."</p> - -<p>In spite of himself, Brandon quailed. It was almost an involuntary -action. His whole body plunged back, aching, pulling with it.</p> - -<p>"Now, let's march up to the radio room. I got a little calling to do. -Get on with you. Hup!"</p> - -<p>In the radio-room, Logan touched studs, raised a mike to his lips and -said:</p> - -<p>"Beam to Mars. Beam to Mars. Morgue Ship of Earth calling. Mars Beam -answer."</p> - -<p>After an interval, Mars gave answer. Logan said:</p> - -<p>"I've just picked up the body of a 51 Circle Scientist. He's been -resuscitated. Give me your fleet commander. I got things to talk over -with him." Logan smiled. "Oh, <i>hello</i>, commander!"</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Half an hour later, the discussions were over, the plans made. Logan -hung up, satisfied. Brandon looked at him as if he couldn't believe he -was serious.</p> - -<p>Back down in the control room, Logan set a course, and then forced -Brandon to get the body ready. He bragged about the deal. "A half ton -of radium, Brandy. Not bad, eh? Good pay. More than Earth'd ever give -me for my routine duty."</p> - -<p>Brandon shuddered. "You fool. The Martians will kill us."</p> - -<p>"Uh-uh." Logan pantomimed him into moving the body onto a rollered -table and taking it to the emergency life-craft air-lock. "I'm not that -dumb. I'm having you wire this emergency life-boat with explosive. We -collect the minerals first. We blow up the body if the Martians act -funny. We make them wait until we've collected our half and gotten five -hours' start toward Earth before we allow them to pick up the body. -Nice, huh?"</p> - -<p>Brandon swayed over the task of wiring the life-boat with explosive. -"You're cutting your own throat. Handing over a weapon like that to -the Martian enemy."</p> - -<p>It was no again from Logan. "After the Martians pick up the body and -we're safely on our way home to Earth, I press a button and the whole -damn thing blows up. They call it double-crossing."</p> - -<p>"Destroy the body?"</p> - -<p>"Hell, yes. Think I want a weapon like that turned over to the enemy? -Guh!"</p> - -<p>"The war'll go on for years."</p> - -<p>"So Earth'll wind up winning, anyhow. We're getting along, slow but -sure. And when the war's over, I got a load of radium to set myself up -in business and a big future in front of me."</p> - -<p>"So you kill millions of men, for that."</p> - -<p>"What'd they do for me? Ruined my guts in the last war!"</p> - -<p>There had to be some argument, something to say, quick, something to -do to a man like Logan. Brandon thought, quickly. "Look, Logan, we can -work this, but save the body."</p> - -<p>"Don't be funny."</p> - -<p>"Put one of the <i>other</i> bodies in the ship we send out. Save Lazarus' -body and run back to Earth with it!" insisted Brandon.</p> - -<p>The little assistant shook his head. "The Martians'll have an -intra-material beam focused on the emergency ship when they get within -one hundred thousand miles of her. They'll be able to tell then if the -body's dead or alive. No dice, Brandy."</p> - -<p>It was hardly like leaping himself, thought Brandon. It was just -frustration and rage and unthinking action. Brandon jumped. Logan -hardly flicked an eyelid as he pressed the trigger of his paragun. It -paralyzed the legs from under Brandon and he collapsed. The gun sprayed -over his groin and chest and face, too, in a withering shower of -red-hot needles. The lights went out.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>There was a loose sensation of empty space, and acceleration minus -power. Pure soundless momentum. Brandon forced his eyes open painfully, -and found himself alone in the preparations' room, lying stretched upon -one of the coroner tables, bound with metal fibre.</p> - -<p>"Logan!" he bellowed it up through the ship. He waited. He did it -again. "Logan!"</p> - -<p>He fought the metal fibre, knotting his fists, twisting his arms. He -yanked himself back and forth. It pretty well held, except for a -looseness in the right hand binding. He worked on that. Upstairs, a -queer, detached Martian bass voice intoned itself.</p> - -<p>"500,000 miles. Prepare your emergency craft with the body of the -Scientist inside of it, Morgue Ship. At 300,000 miles, release the -emergency craft. We'll release <i>our</i> mineral payment ship now, giving -you a half hour leeway to pick it up. It contains the exact amount you -asked for."</p> - -<p>Logan's voice next:</p> - -<p>"Good. The Scientist is alive, still, and doing well. You're getting a -bargain."</p> - -<p>Brandon's face whitened, bringing out all the hard, scared bones of -it, the cheeks and brow and chin bones. He jerked against the binding -and it only jumped the air from his lungs so he sobbed. Breathing -deeply, he lay back. They were taking his child back out into space. -Lazarus, his second son, whom he had birthed out of space with a metal -retriever, they were taking back out and away from him. You can't -have your real son; so you take the second best and you slap him into -breathing life, into breathing consciousness, and before he is a day -old they try to tear him away from you again. Brandon fairly yelled -against his manacles of wire. Sweat came down his face, and the stuff -from his eyes wasn't all sweat.</p> - -<p>Logan tiptoed down the hard rungs, grinning.</p> - -<p>"Awake, Sleeping Beauty?"</p> - -<p>Brandon said nothing. His right hand was loosened. It was wet and -loosened, working like a small white animal at his side, slipping from -its wire trap.</p> - -<p>"You can't go ahead with it, Logan."</p> - -<p>"Why not?"</p> - -<p>"The Earth Tribunal will find out."</p> - -<p>"You won't tell them." Logan was doing something across the room. -He was the only moving thing in front of a hundred cold shelves of -sleeping warriors.</p> - -<p>Brandon gasped, tried to get up, fell back. "How'll you fake my death?"</p> - -<p>"With an injection of sulfacardium. Heart failure. Too much pulse on a -too old heart. Simple." Logan turned and there was a hypodermic in his -hand.</p> - -<p>Brandon lay there. The ship went on and on. The body was upstairs, -lying breathing in its metal cradle, mothered by him and jerked to -life by him, and now going away. Brandon managed to say:</p> - -<p>"Do me a favor?"</p> - -<p>"What?"</p> - -<p>"Give me the drug now. I don't want to be awake when you send Lazarus -out. I don't want that."</p> - -<p>"Sure." Logan came walking across the deck, raising the hypodermic. It -glittered hard and silver fine, and sharp.</p> - -<p>"One more thing, Logan."</p> - -<p>"Hurry it up!"</p> - -<p>Only one arm free, one leg able to move slightly. Logan was pressing -against the table, now. The hypodermic hesitated in his fingers.</p> - -<p>"This!" said Brandon.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>With one foot, Brandon kicked the teeter-tauter control at the base -of the board. The board, whining, began to elevate swiftly. With his -free arm, instantly pulling the last way free from the wire, Brandon -clutched Logan's screaming head and jammed it down under the table, -under the descending board. Board and metal base ground together and -kept on going three inches. Logan screamed only once. The sounds after -that were so horrible that Brandon retched. Logan's body slumped and -hung, arms slack, hypo dropped and shattered on the deck.</p> - -<p>The whole table kept going up and down, up and down.</p> - -<p>It made Brandon sicker with each movement. The whole room revolved, -tipped, spun sickishly. The corpses in all their niches seemed to -shiver with it.</p> - -<p>He managed to kick the control to neutral and the table poised, -elevated at the heels, so blood pounded hotly into Brandon's pale -face, lighting, coloring it. His heart was pounding furiously and the -chronometer upon the hull-wall clicked out time passing, time passing -and miles with it, and Martians coming so much the closer....</p> - -<p>He fought the remaining wires continuously, cursing, bringing threads -and beads of blood from raw wrist, ankle and hips. Red lights buzzed -like insects on the ceiling, spelling out:</p> - -<p>"ROCKET COMING ... UNKNOWN CRAFT ... ROCKET APPROACHING...."</p> - -<p>Hold on, Lazarus. Don't let them wake you all the way up. Don't let -them take you. Better for you to go on slumbering forever.</p> - -<p>The wire on his left wrist sprang open. It took another five minutes to -bleed himself out of the ankle wires. The ship spun on, all too quickly.</p> - -<p>Not looking at Logan's body, Brandon sprang from the table and with -an infinite weariness tried to speed himself up the rungs. His mind -raced ahead, but his body could only sludge rung after rung upward into -the radio room. The door to the emergency rocket boat was wide and -inside, living quietly, cheeks pink, pulse beating softly in throat, -Lazarus lay unthinking, unknowing that his new father had come into his -presence.</p> - -<p>Brandon glanced at his wrist chronometer. Almost time to slam that -door, shoving Lazarus out into space to meet the Martians. Five minutes.</p> - -<p>He stood there, sweating. Then, decided, he put a tight audio beam -straight on through to green Earth. Earth.</p> - -<p>"<i>Morgue Ship coming home. Morgue Ship coming home! Important cargo. -Important cargo. Please meet us off the Moon!</i>"</p> - -<p>Setting the ship controls into an automatic mesh, he felt the -thundering jets explode to life under him. It was not alone their -shaking that pulsed through his body. It was something of himself, too. -He was sick. He wanted to get back to Earth so badly he was violently -ill with the desire. To forget all of war and death.</p> - -<p>He could give Lazarus to the enemy and then turn homeward. Yes, he -supposed he could do that. But, give up a second son where you already -have given up one? No. No. Or, destroy the body now? Brandon fingered -a ray-gun momentarily. Then he threw it away from him, eyes closed, -swaying. No.</p> - -<p>And if he should try to run away to Earth now? The Martians would -pursue and capture him. There was no speed in a Morgue Ship to -outdistance superior craft.</p> - -<p>Brandon walked unsteadily to the side of the sleeping Scientist. He -watched him a moment, touching him, looking at him with a lost light in -his eyes.</p> - -<p>Then, he began the final preparations, lifting the Scientist, going -toward the life rocket.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The Martians intercepted the emergency life-rocket at 5199CVZ. The -Morgue Ship itself was nowhere visible. It had already completed its -arc and was driving back toward Earth.</p> - -<p>The body of Lazarus was hurried into the hospital cubicle of the -Martian rocket. The body was laid upon a table, and immediate efforts -were made to bring it out of its centuries of rest.</p> - -<p>Lazarus reclined, silver uniform belted across the middle with soft -mouse-grey leather, bronze symbol 51 over the heart.</p> - -<p>Breathlessly, the Martians crowded in about the body, probing, -examining, trying, waiting. The room got very warm. The little purple -eyes blinked hot and tensed.</p> - -<p>Lazarus was breathing deeply now, sighing into full aware life, Lazarus -coming from the tomb. After three hundred years of avoid death.</p> - -<p>Armed guards stood on both sides of the medical table, weapons poised, -torture mechanisms ready to make Lazarus speak if he refused to tell.</p> - -<p>The eyes of Lazarus fluttered open. Lazarus out of the tomb. Lazarus -seeing his companions, iris widening upon itself, forcing shape out of -mist. Seeing the curious blue skulls of anxious Martians collected in a -watching crowd about him. Lazarus living, breathing, ready to speak.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="figcenter"> - <img src="images/illus.jpg" alt=""/> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p>Lazarus lifted his head, curiously, parted his lips, wetted them with -his tongue, and then spoke. His first words were:</p> - -<p>"What time is it?"</p> - -<p>It was a simple sentence, and all of the Martians bent forward to catch -its significance as one of the Martians replied:</p> - -<p>"23:45."</p> - -<p>Lazarus nodded and closed his eyes and lay back. "Good. He's safe then, -by now. He's safe."</p> - -<p>The Martians closed in, waiting for the next important words of the -waking dead.</p> - -<p>Lazarus kept his eyes closed, and he trembled a little, as if, in spite -of himself, he couldn't help it.</p> - -<p>He said:</p> - -<p>"<i>My name is Brandon.</i>"</p> - -<p>Then, Lazarus laughed....</p> - - - - - - - - -<pre> - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Lazarus Come Forth, by Ray Bradbury - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LAZARUS COME FORTH *** - -***** This file should be named 63430-h.htm or 63430-h.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/6/3/4/3/63430/ - -Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United -States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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If you are not located in the United States, you'll have -to check the laws of the country where you are located before using this ebook. - -Title: Lazarus Come Forth - -Author: Ray Bradbury - -Release Date: October 10, 2020 [EBook #63430] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ASCII - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LAZARUS COME FORTH *** - - - - -Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - - - - - Lazarus Come Forth - - By RAY BRADBURY - - The Morgue Ship had gleaned information from - space that would end the three hundred year war, - knowledge that would defeat the aggressor - Martians--if Brandon could carry it to Earth. - - [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from - Planet Stories Winter 1944. - Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that - the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] - - -Logan's way of laughing was bad. "There's a new body up in the -air-lock, Brandon. Climb the rungs and have a look." - -Logan's eyes had a green shine to them, eager and intent. They were -ugly, obscene. - -Brandon swore under his breath. This room of the Morgue Ship was -crowded with their two personalities. Besides that, there were scores -of cold shelves of bodies freezing quietly, and the insistent -vibration of the coroner tables, machinery spinning under them. And -Logan was like a little machine that never stopped talking. - -"Leave me alone." Brandon rose up, tall and thinned by the years, -looking as old as a pocked meteor. "Just keep quiet." - -Logan sucked his cigarette. "Scared to go upstairs? Scared it might be -your son we just picked up?" - -Brandon reached Logan in about one stride, and while the Morgue Ship -slipped on through space, he clenched the coroner's blue uniform with -the small bones inside it and hung it up against the wall, pressing -inward until Logan couldn't breathe. Logan blew air, his eyes looked -helpless. He tried to speak and could only grunt like a stuck pig. He -waved his short arms, flapping. - -Brandon kept him there, crucified on a fist. - -"I told you. Let me search for my own son's body in my own way. I don't -need your tongue." - -Logan's eyes were losing their shine, were getting blind and glazed. -Brandon stepped back, releasing the little assistant. Logan bumped -softly against metal flooring, his mouth hungry for air, his nostrils -flaring for breath. Brandon watched the little face of Logan over the -crouched, gasping body, with red color and anger shooting up into it -with every passing second. - -"Coward!" he threw it out of himself, Logan did. "Got -yellow--neon-tubing--for your spine. Coward. Never went to war. Never -did anything for Earth against Mars." - -Brandon said the words in slow motion. "Shut up." - -"Why?" Logan crept back, inching up the metal hull. The blood pumps -under the skirts of the tables pulsed across the warm silence. "Does -it hurt, the truth? Your son'd be proud of you, okay. Ha!" He coughed -and spat. "He was so damn ashamed of you he went and signed up for -space combat. So he got lost from his ship during a battle." Logan -licked his lips very carefully. "So, to make up for it, you signed on a -Morgue Ship. Try to find his body. Try to make amends. I know you. You -wouldn't join the Space Warriors to fight. No guts for that. Had to -get a nice easy job on a morgue ship--" - -Lines appeared in Brandon's gaunt cheeks, his eyes were closed, the -lids pale. He said, and tried to believe it himself, "Someone has to -pick up the bodies after the battle. They can't go flying on forever in -their own orbits. They deserve burial." - -The bitterness of Logan struck even deeper. "Who are you tryin' to -convince?" He was on his feet now. "Me, it's different. I got a right -to running this ship. I was in the other war." - -"You're a liar," Brandon retorted. "You hunted radium in the asteroids -with a mineral tug. You took this Morgue Ship job so you could go right -on hunting radium, picking up bodies on the side." - -Logan laughed softly, but not humorously. "So what? Least I'm no -coward. I'll burn anybody gets in my way." He thought it over. -"Unless," he added, "they give me a little money." - -Brandon turned away, feeling ill. He forced himself to climb up the -rungs toward that air-lock, where that fresh body lay, newly still-born -from space by the retrieving-claw. His palms let wet shining prints -on the rungs. His climbing feet made a soft noise in the cold metal -silence. - -The body lay in the cold air-lock's center, as thousands had lain -before. Its posture was one of easy slumber, relaxed and not speaking -ever again. - - * * * * * - -Brandon took in his breath. Numbly he realized it was not his son. -Every time a new body was found he feared and yet hoped it would be -Richard. Richard of the easy laughter and good smile and dark curly -hair. Richard who was now floating off somewhere toward some far -eternity. - -Brandon's eyes dilated. He went to his knees and with efficient darts -of his eyes, he covered the vital points of this strange uniform with -the young body inside it. His heart pounded briefly, and when he got -up again he acted like he had been struck in the face. He walked -unsteadily to the rungs. - -"Logan," he called down the hole in a numbed voice. "Logan, come up -here. Quick." - -Logan climbed lazily up, emitting grunts and smoke. - -"Look here," said Brandon, kneeling again by the body. - -Logan looked and didn't believe it. "Where in hell'd you get that?" - -Lying there, the face of the body was like snow framed by the -ebon-black of the hair. The eyes were blue jewels caught in the snow. -There were slender fingers reclining against the hips. But, most -important of all, was the cut of the silver metal uniform, the grey -leather belt and the bronze triangle over the silent heart with the -numerals 51 on it. - -Logan held onto the rungs. "Three hundred years old," he whispered it. -"Three hundred years old," he said. - -"Yes." The Numerals 51 were enough for Brandon. "After all these -centuries, and in perfect condition. Look how calm he is. Most corpse -faces aren't--pretty. Something happened, three hundred years ago, and -he's been drifting, alone, ever since. I--" Brandon caught his breath. - -"What's wrong?" snapped Logan. - -"This man," said Brandon, wonderingly, "committed suicide." - -"How do you figure?" - -"There's not a mark of decompression, centrifugal force, disintegrator -or ray-burn on him. He simply _stepped_ out of a ship. Why should a -Scientist of the 51 Circle commit suicide?" - -"They had wars back there, too," said Logan. "But this is the first -time I ever seen a stiff from one of them. It can't happen. He shoulda -been messed up by meteors." - -A strange prickling crept over Brandon. "When I was a kid, I remember -thumbing through history books, reading about those famous 51 -Scientists of the Circle who were doing experimental work on Pluto back -in the year 2100. I memorized their uniforms, and this bronze badge. -I couldn't mistake it. There was a rumor that they were experimenting -with some new universal power weapon." - -"A myth," said Logan. - -"Who knows? Maybe. Maybe not. But before that super weapon was -completed, Earth fell beneath Mar's assault. The 51 Scientists -destroyed themselves and their Base when the Martians came. -The--myth--says that if the Martians had been only a month later--the -weapon would have been out of blueprint and into metal." - -Brandon stopped talking and looked at the long-boned, easily slumbering -Scientist. - -"And now he shows up. One of the original 51. I wonder what happened? -Maybe he tried to reach Earth and had to leap into space to escape the -Martians. Logan, we've got history with us, pulled in out of space, -cold and stark under our hands." - -Logan laughed uneasily. "Yeah. Now, if we only had that weapon. Baby, -that'd be something to sing about, by God." - -Brandon jerked. - -Logan looked at him. "What's eating you?" - -Brandon laid his fingers on the dead Scientist's skull. - -"Maybe--just maybe--we _have_ got the weapon," he said. - -His hand trembled. - - * * * * * - -The coroner pumps throbbed warmly under the table, while manipulating -tendrils darted swiftly, effectively over the dead Scientist's body. -Brandon moved, too, like a machine. In a regular fury he had forced -Logan to hurry the body down into the preparations room, inject -adrenalin, thermal units, apply the blood pump and accomplish a -thousand other demanding and instantaneous tasks. - -"Now, out of the way, Logan. You're more trouble than help!" - -Logan stumbled back. "Okay, okay. Don't get snotty. It won't work. I -keep telling you. All these years." - -Brandon could see nothing. Logan's voice was muffled, far away. There -was only the surge of pumps, the sweating heat of the little cubicle, -and niche number 12 waiting to receive this body if he failed. Brandon -swallowed, tightly. Niche number 12 waiting, cold, ready, waiting for a -body to fill it. He'd have to fight to keep it empty. - -He began to sing-song words over and over as he injected stimulants -into the body. He didn't know where the words came from, from -childhood, maybe, from his old religious memories: - -"Lazarus come forth," Brandon said softly, bending close, adjusting the -manipulatory tendrils. "Lazarus, come forth." - -Logan snorted. "Lazarus! Will you can that!" - -Brandon had to talk to himself. "Inside his brain he's got that energy -weapon that Earth can use to end the war. It's been frozen in there -three hundred years. If we can thaw it out--" - -"Who ever heard of reviving a body after that long?" - -"He's perfectly preserved. Perfectly frozen. Oh, God, this is Fate. I -know it. I feel it. Came to find Richard and I found something bigger! -Lazarus! Lazarus, come forth from the tomb!" - -The machines thrummed louder, beating into his ears. Brandon listened, -watched for just one pulse, just one beat, one word, one moment of life. - -"Air for the lungs," and Brandon attached oxygen cones over the fine -nose and relaxed lips. "Pressure on the ribs." Metal plates pressuring -the rib case slowly out and in. "Circulation." Brandon touched the -control at the foot of the table and the whole table tilted back and -forth in a whining teeter-tauter. - -A report clipped through on the audio: - -"Morgue Ship. Battle Unit 766 calling Morgue Ship. Off orbit of Pluto -234CC, point zero-two, off 32, one by seven, follow up. Battle just -terminated. Six Martian ships destroyed. One Earth ship blasted apart -and bodies thrown into space. Please recover. 79 men. Bodies in orbit -heading toward sun at 23456 an hour. Check." - -Logan flipped his cigarette away. "That's us. We got work to do. Come -on. Let that stiff cool. He'll be here when we come back." - -"No!" Brandon fairly shouted it, eyes wild. "He's more important than -all those men out there. We can help them later. He can help us now!" - -The table came to a halt, bringing absolute silence. - -Brandon bent forward to press his ear against the warmed rib-casing. - -"Wait." - -There it was. Unbelievably, there it was. A tiny pulse stirring like -a termite down under, softly and sluggishly moving through the body, -jabbing the heart and--NOW! Brandon cried out. He was shaking all over. -He was setting the machine in operation again, and talking and laughing -and going crazy with it. - -"He's alive! He's alive! Lazarus has come from the tomb! Lazarus -reborn again! Notify Earth immediately!" - - * * * * * - -At the end of an hour, the pulse was timing normal, the temperature was -lowering down from a fever, and Brandon moved about the preparations' -room watching every quiver of the body's internal organs through the -tubular-fluoroscope. - -He exulted. This was having Richard alive again. It was compensation. -You roared into space looking somewhere for your lost self-respect, -your pride, looking for your son who is shooting on some soundless -orbit into nothing, and now the biggest child of Fate is deposited in -your arms to warm and bring to life. It was impossible. It was good. -Brandon almost laughed. He almost forgot he had ever known fear of -death. This was conquering it. This was like bringing Richard back to -life, but even more. It meant things to earth and humanity; things -about weapons and power and peace. - -Logan interrupted Brandon's exultant thinking by blowing smoke in -his face. "You know something, Brandy? This is damn good! You done -something, Mister. Yeah." - -"I thought I told you to notify Earth." - -"Ah, I been watching you. Like a mama hen and her chick. I been -thinking, too. Yeah." Logan shook ashes off his smoke. "Ever since you -pulled in this prize fish, I been turning it over in my mind." - -"Go up to the radio room and call Earth. We've got to rush the -Scientist to Moon Base immediately. We can talk later." - -There was that hard green shine to Logan's narrow eyes again. He poked -a finger at Brandon. "Here's the way I get it. Do we get rewarded for -finding this guy? Hell, no. It's our routine work. We're _supposed_ to -pick up bodies. Here we got a guy who's the key to the whole damn war." - -Brandon's lips hardly moved. "Call Earth." - -"Now, hold on a moment, Brandy. Let me finish this. I been thinking, -maybe the Martians'd like to own him, too. Maybe they'd like to be -around when he starts talking." - -Brandon made a fist. "You heard what I said." - -Logan put his hand behind him. "I just want to talk peaceable with you, -Brandy. I don't want trouble. But all we'll get for finding this stiff -is a kiss on the cheek and a medal on the chest. Hell!" - -Brandon was going to hit him hard, before he saw the gun in Logan's -fingers, whipped out and pointing. - -"Take a look at this, Brandy, and don't lose your supper." - -In spite of himself, Brandon quailed. It was almost an involuntary -action. His whole body plunged back, aching, pulling with it. - -"Now, let's march up to the radio room. I got a little calling to do. -Get on with you. Hup!" - -In the radio-room, Logan touched studs, raised a mike to his lips and -said: - -"Beam to Mars. Beam to Mars. Morgue Ship of Earth calling. Mars Beam -answer." - -After an interval, Mars gave answer. Logan said: - -"I've just picked up the body of a 51 Circle Scientist. He's been -resuscitated. Give me your fleet commander. I got things to talk over -with him." Logan smiled. "Oh, _hello_, commander!" - - * * * * * - -Half an hour later, the discussions were over, the plans made. Logan -hung up, satisfied. Brandon looked at him as if he couldn't believe he -was serious. - -Back down in the control room, Logan set a course, and then forced -Brandon to get the body ready. He bragged about the deal. "A half ton -of radium, Brandy. Not bad, eh? Good pay. More than Earth'd ever give -me for my routine duty." - -Brandon shuddered. "You fool. The Martians will kill us." - -"Uh-uh." Logan pantomimed him into moving the body onto a rollered -table and taking it to the emergency life-craft air-lock. "I'm not that -dumb. I'm having you wire this emergency life-boat with explosive. We -collect the minerals first. We blow up the body if the Martians act -funny. We make them wait until we've collected our half and gotten five -hours' start toward Earth before we allow them to pick up the body. -Nice, huh?" - -Brandon swayed over the task of wiring the life-boat with explosive. -"You're cutting your own throat. Handing over a weapon like that to -the Martian enemy." - -It was no again from Logan. "After the Martians pick up the body and -we're safely on our way home to Earth, I press a button and the whole -damn thing blows up. They call it double-crossing." - -"Destroy the body?" - -"Hell, yes. Think I want a weapon like that turned over to the enemy? -Guh!" - -"The war'll go on for years." - -"So Earth'll wind up winning, anyhow. We're getting along, slow but -sure. And when the war's over, I got a load of radium to set myself up -in business and a big future in front of me." - -"So you kill millions of men, for that." - -"What'd they do for me? Ruined my guts in the last war!" - -There had to be some argument, something to say, quick, something to -do to a man like Logan. Brandon thought, quickly. "Look, Logan, we can -work this, but save the body." - -"Don't be funny." - -"Put one of the _other_ bodies in the ship we send out. Save Lazarus' -body and run back to Earth with it!" insisted Brandon. - -The little assistant shook his head. "The Martians'll have an -intra-material beam focused on the emergency ship when they get within -one hundred thousand miles of her. They'll be able to tell then if the -body's dead or alive. No dice, Brandy." - -It was hardly like leaping himself, thought Brandon. It was just -frustration and rage and unthinking action. Brandon jumped. Logan -hardly flicked an eyelid as he pressed the trigger of his paragun. It -paralyzed the legs from under Brandon and he collapsed. The gun sprayed -over his groin and chest and face, too, in a withering shower of -red-hot needles. The lights went out. - - * * * * * - -There was a loose sensation of empty space, and acceleration minus -power. Pure soundless momentum. Brandon forced his eyes open painfully, -and found himself alone in the preparations' room, lying stretched upon -one of the coroner tables, bound with metal fibre. - -"Logan!" he bellowed it up through the ship. He waited. He did it -again. "Logan!" - -He fought the metal fibre, knotting his fists, twisting his arms. He -yanked himself back and forth. It pretty well held, except for a -looseness in the right hand binding. He worked on that. Upstairs, a -queer, detached Martian bass voice intoned itself. - -"500,000 miles. Prepare your emergency craft with the body of the -Scientist inside of it, Morgue Ship. At 300,000 miles, release the -emergency craft. We'll release _our_ mineral payment ship now, giving -you a half hour leeway to pick it up. It contains the exact amount you -asked for." - -Logan's voice next: - -"Good. The Scientist is alive, still, and doing well. You're getting a -bargain." - -Brandon's face whitened, bringing out all the hard, scared bones of -it, the cheeks and brow and chin bones. He jerked against the binding -and it only jumped the air from his lungs so he sobbed. Breathing -deeply, he lay back. They were taking his child back out into space. -Lazarus, his second son, whom he had birthed out of space with a metal -retriever, they were taking back out and away from him. You can't -have your real son; so you take the second best and you slap him into -breathing life, into breathing consciousness, and before he is a day -old they try to tear him away from you again. Brandon fairly yelled -against his manacles of wire. Sweat came down his face, and the stuff -from his eyes wasn't all sweat. - -Logan tiptoed down the hard rungs, grinning. - -"Awake, Sleeping Beauty?" - -Brandon said nothing. His right hand was loosened. It was wet and -loosened, working like a small white animal at his side, slipping from -its wire trap. - -"You can't go ahead with it, Logan." - -"Why not?" - -"The Earth Tribunal will find out." - -"You won't tell them." Logan was doing something across the room. -He was the only moving thing in front of a hundred cold shelves of -sleeping warriors. - -Brandon gasped, tried to get up, fell back. "How'll you fake my death?" - -"With an injection of sulfacardium. Heart failure. Too much pulse on a -too old heart. Simple." Logan turned and there was a hypodermic in his -hand. - -Brandon lay there. The ship went on and on. The body was upstairs, -lying breathing in its metal cradle, mothered by him and jerked to -life by him, and now going away. Brandon managed to say: - -"Do me a favor?" - -"What?" - -"Give me the drug now. I don't want to be awake when you send Lazarus -out. I don't want that." - -"Sure." Logan came walking across the deck, raising the hypodermic. It -glittered hard and silver fine, and sharp. - -"One more thing, Logan." - -"Hurry it up!" - -Only one arm free, one leg able to move slightly. Logan was pressing -against the table, now. The hypodermic hesitated in his fingers. - -"This!" said Brandon. - - * * * * * - -With one foot, Brandon kicked the teeter-tauter control at the base -of the board. The board, whining, began to elevate swiftly. With his -free arm, instantly pulling the last way free from the wire, Brandon -clutched Logan's screaming head and jammed it down under the table, -under the descending board. Board and metal base ground together and -kept on going three inches. Logan screamed only once. The sounds after -that were so horrible that Brandon retched. Logan's body slumped and -hung, arms slack, hypo dropped and shattered on the deck. - -The whole table kept going up and down, up and down. - -It made Brandon sicker with each movement. The whole room revolved, -tipped, spun sickishly. The corpses in all their niches seemed to -shiver with it. - -He managed to kick the control to neutral and the table poised, -elevated at the heels, so blood pounded hotly into Brandon's pale -face, lighting, coloring it. His heart was pounding furiously and the -chronometer upon the hull-wall clicked out time passing, time passing -and miles with it, and Martians coming so much the closer.... - -He fought the remaining wires continuously, cursing, bringing threads -and beads of blood from raw wrist, ankle and hips. Red lights buzzed -like insects on the ceiling, spelling out: - -"ROCKET COMING ... UNKNOWN CRAFT ... ROCKET APPROACHING...." - -Hold on, Lazarus. Don't let them wake you all the way up. Don't let -them take you. Better for you to go on slumbering forever. - -The wire on his left wrist sprang open. It took another five minutes to -bleed himself out of the ankle wires. The ship spun on, all too quickly. - -Not looking at Logan's body, Brandon sprang from the table and with -an infinite weariness tried to speed himself up the rungs. His mind -raced ahead, but his body could only sludge rung after rung upward into -the radio room. The door to the emergency rocket boat was wide and -inside, living quietly, cheeks pink, pulse beating softly in throat, -Lazarus lay unthinking, unknowing that his new father had come into his -presence. - -Brandon glanced at his wrist chronometer. Almost time to slam that -door, shoving Lazarus out into space to meet the Martians. Five minutes. - -He stood there, sweating. Then, decided, he put a tight audio beam -straight on through to green Earth. Earth. - -"_Morgue Ship coming home. Morgue Ship coming home! Important cargo. -Important cargo. Please meet us off the Moon!_" - -Setting the ship controls into an automatic mesh, he felt the -thundering jets explode to life under him. It was not alone their -shaking that pulsed through his body. It was something of himself, too. -He was sick. He wanted to get back to Earth so badly he was violently -ill with the desire. To forget all of war and death. - -He could give Lazarus to the enemy and then turn homeward. Yes, he -supposed he could do that. But, give up a second son where you already -have given up one? No. No. Or, destroy the body now? Brandon fingered -a ray-gun momentarily. Then he threw it away from him, eyes closed, -swaying. No. - -And if he should try to run away to Earth now? The Martians would -pursue and capture him. There was no speed in a Morgue Ship to -outdistance superior craft. - -Brandon walked unsteadily to the side of the sleeping Scientist. He -watched him a moment, touching him, looking at him with a lost light in -his eyes. - -Then, he began the final preparations, lifting the Scientist, going -toward the life rocket. - - * * * * * - -The Martians intercepted the emergency life-rocket at 5199CVZ. The -Morgue Ship itself was nowhere visible. It had already completed its -arc and was driving back toward Earth. - -The body of Lazarus was hurried into the hospital cubicle of the -Martian rocket. The body was laid upon a table, and immediate efforts -were made to bring it out of its centuries of rest. - -Lazarus reclined, silver uniform belted across the middle with soft -mouse-grey leather, bronze symbol 51 over the heart. - -Breathlessly, the Martians crowded in about the body, probing, -examining, trying, waiting. The room got very warm. The little purple -eyes blinked hot and tensed. - -Lazarus was breathing deeply now, sighing into full aware life, Lazarus -coming from the tomb. After three hundred years of avoid death. - -Armed guards stood on both sides of the medical table, weapons poised, -torture mechanisms ready to make Lazarus speak if he refused to tell. - -The eyes of Lazarus fluttered open. Lazarus out of the tomb. Lazarus -seeing his companions, iris widening upon itself, forcing shape out of -mist. Seeing the curious blue skulls of anxious Martians collected in a -watching crowd about him. Lazarus living, breathing, ready to speak. - -Lazarus lifted his head, curiously, parted his lips, wetted them with -his tongue, and then spoke. His first words were: - -"What time is it?" - -It was a simple sentence, and all of the Martians bent forward to catch -its significance as one of the Martians replied: - -"23:45." - -Lazarus nodded and closed his eyes and lay back. "Good. He's safe then, -by now. He's safe." - -The Martians closed in, waiting for the next important words of the -waking dead. - -Lazarus kept his eyes closed, and he trembled a little, as if, in spite -of himself, he couldn't help it. - -He said: - -"_My name is Brandon._" - -Then, Lazarus laughed.... - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Lazarus Come Forth, by Ray Bradbury - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LAZARUS COME FORTH *** - -***** This file should be named 63430.txt or 63430.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/6/3/4/3/63430/ - -Produced by Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United -States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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