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If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: To the sons of tomorrow - -Author: Irving Cox - -Illustrator: Beecham - -Release Date: July 19, 2022 [eBook #68565] - -Language: English - -Produced by: Greg Weeks, Mary Meehan and the Online Distributed - Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net. - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK TO THE SONS OF TOMORROW *** - - - - - - TO THE SONS OF TOMORROW - - BY IRVING COX, JR. - - ILLUSTRATED BY BEECHAM - - The _Olympus_ could never return to her home planet; - her crew was destined to live out their lives among - the savages of this new planet. But savages could be - weaned from their superstitions and set on the road - to knowledge, Theusaman thought. Or could they? - - [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from - Rocket Stories, July 1953. - Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that - the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] - - -Baiel had always shown me the degree of respect prescribed in the Space -Code. Aboard the _Olympus_ we clashed only once, and that was when I -ordered the emergency landing. - -"You've no right to risk it, Captain Theusaman," he protested. - -"We can't do anything else," I answered. "We're ninety-three million -light years away from the Earth, and twenty-five outside the patrol -area." - -"Sir, this star sector is totally new to us!" Baiel was standing by -the control panel, a tall, thin man in his early thirties. His face -was hollowly angular, sun-bronzed and capped with a brush of thick, -black hair. He looked away from the sight dome and I saw bitterness -and anger blazing in his blue eyes. "This is an exploratory expedition, -Captain Theusaman. We were sent out to record the conditions beyond the -periphery of the Earth charts, and it's vitally important for us to -return with the data." - -"I'm aware of that, Baiel." - -"Then face the facts. We've blown our dorsal tubes and lost our -emergency fuel. Unless we restock with fissionable material, we've no -chance of getting back to Earth. You believe we can restock on that -unknown planet out there, but--" - -"I know we can. I've seen the spectroanalysis; it doesn't lie." - -"Not in the statement of data. But--with the best of intentions--a -man can lie in the generalization he draws from the data. The -spectroanalysis tells us that planet out there has an atmosphere like -ours. It tells us there's an abundance of fissionable material in the -mineral chemistry. But suppose it can't be recovered with any of the -machines we have aboard? If we land, we'll have no chance of rising -again." - -"It's a necessary risk." - -"No, Captain Theusaman! We have almost enough energy in our functioning -tubes to reach the outer fringe of the patrol area. From there we'd -be close enough to beam an emergency call back to Earth. One of the -patrols might pick it up in time to--" - -"Might," I snapped. "I'm glad you recognize that as a possibility, -Baiel." - -"Even if none of us survives, our data will still be there; sooner or -later an Earth ship would find the _Olympus_." - -"You risk more than I do, Baiel." - -"But our information would be saved for the scientific processors." - -"I prefer to save the men. We know they can live on that planet, even -if we find no fissionable material. The issue is settled." - -"There's one other consideration, Captain Theusaman. With our dorsal -tubes gone, we can't maneuver. Even you can understand, sir, that a -crash-landing--" - -"I've given the orders, Baiel. Will you execute them, or must I have -you cabinized for insubordination?" - -"Very well, sir." - -He departed without saluting. - -Baiel was right, on both counts. I knew there was a chance he might be. -Yet I had made emergency landings before. Nothing had ever gone wrong. - -This time it did. As soon as we nosed into the stratosphere we were in -trouble. The _Olympus_ angled down too sharply. The gyrometers failed, -since they were engineered to make use of the compensating drive from -the dorsal tubes. I tried to bring the ship up into the freedom of -space again, but the best I could manage was a slow, corkscrew dive -toward the unknown planet. - -As we spun through the cloud wreath, I studied the globe carefully. -Within limits, I could still select the place where I wanted to land. -The planet was capped at both poles by gleaming ice fields which spread -down over the sphere like giant hands. Only a narrow equatorial band -was free of ice. The landing site I chose was a wooded area at the edge -of the glacier. The nearby ridge of jagged mountains suggested volcanic -action, and the possible presence of the fissionable metals we wanted. - -We crash-landed at the base of the glacier, skipping over the ragged -ice until the bow caught and shattered in a deep ice gorge. The safety -stabilizers functioned in all the cabins that were not pierced by -ice. Our heaviest casualties were among the tube-room crew and the -astrographers. Only one of the scientists survived. I ordered station -formation on the frozen meadow outside the ship. Baiel bawled out the -roster, while I ticked off the names of the survivors: forty crewmen, -none seriously wounded; one scientist, fatally hurt; and fifteen of the -female staff of astrographical clerks. Counting Baiel and myself, we -numbered fifty-eight. - -As the last of the names was read off, we stood for a moment shivering -in the icy wind. Slowly Baiel looked up from the ship's roll and let -his blue eyes move along the buckled hulk of the _Olympus_. Then he -glanced at me, and the set of his jaw was as coldly emotionless as the -ice bank behind him. - -"Have you any further orders to give, Captain Theusaman?" His tone -was frankly insolent. I clenched my fists, but checked the response -I might have made. Baiel and I were the only Space Officers with the -expedition; any difference between us would be disastrous. - -"Turn all hands into the stern cabins," I said, "and break out the -landing gear. It'll keep us warm. Detail five men to check on the -damage, and have them report to me." - - * * * * * - -An hour later Baiel and I stood at the control panel reading through -the list of damages. Remarkably little had happened--nothing, at least, -that we could not repair with material we had at hand. We organized all -survivors into repair crews of five each; even the women were given -assignments. - -Baiel and I made preliminary soil tests for fissionable metals. The -computer prognosis from such highly selective data is never infallible, -but the probable degree of error is no more than .0006. Over a period -of two hours we made five tests, with the same results. There was -fissionable matter on the planet--no doubt of that--but it was locked -in a chemical combination we could not release without building a giant -separation plant such as we used on Earth. - -"Our data is too limited if we sample so close to the ship," I told -Baiel. - -"Possibly." There was a long pause before he added the prescribed, -"sir." - -I nodded toward the hill sloping away from the glacier toward a forest -of tangled pines. "We'll make another test down there." With a shrug, -Baiel followed after me obediently. - -Three miles from the _Olympus_, in a thick grove of trees, we found -the man. Naked, he lay bound over a heap of boulders, his dead eyes -staring up at the sky. A gash had been torn in his chest and his blood -had spilled out over chunks of glacial ice arranged in a crude pyramid -beside him. - -To both of us, the sight of a man and the thing it implied was vaguely -terrifying. For almost five centuries expeditions of Earthmen had -explored the skies, slowly reaching beyond our own solar system toward -the stars. Where the atmosphere was hospitable, we had built thriving -colonies. But nowhere had we found a race of people like ourselves. The -planets had been so consistently untenanted that we had grown to expect -nothing else. - -Now here, on this unknown world, twenty-five million light years -beyond the periphery of the Earth patrols--here we found men, men like -ourselves! - -Baiel cut the thongs and lifted the rigid body off the pile of rock. -"If you don't mind, Captain," he said, "I'd like to examine--this--up -in the ship lab. Since there's a chance--just a chance, sir"--His -sarcasm was unmistakable, "--that we'll be staying here, I want to know -what we're up against." - -Late that night, while the rest of the expedition slept, Baiel and I -carried the body into the laboratory. Baiel performed a thoroughgoing, -workman-like autopsy. It was impossible not to admire his efficiency -and skill. We were momentarily united in the rising excitement of -mutual curiosity. - -"There's a fascinating structural similarity to our own," Baiel -pointed out. "Identical organs; identical blood composition. All -the differences are minor--a smaller brain case, with a retreating -forehead, and pronounced orbital ridges. And look at those teeth and -the chinless jaw!" - -"In a way, it suggests Bonn's Hypothesis," I said. - -"Aubrey Bonn? Why, he's the laughing stock of the Anthropological -Academy. We've never found a whisper of evidence to suggest a basis for -his Hypothesis." - -"How could we? There have never been any people on any of the planets -we've explored." - -Baiel dropped his scalpel and stepped back from the table, kneading -his chin thoughtfully. "Bonn said that an identical chemistry and -atmosphere, plus identical time phase, would produce an identical -chronology of the species. This planet may do that. It should have -been obvious when we had the negative tests for fissionable material. -The Earth itself is the only planetary body we know where we've had to -build separation plants to recover the metal." - - * * * * * - -"But, according to Bonn's Hypothesis, the resemblance should be exact." -With disgust, I glanced at the torn corpse on the table. "None of us -has an idiot's skull like that." - -"We may have had once, Captain. You're forgetting the time phase. -This planet is the Earth as it was millennia in the past, in the age -of the great glaciers. The ice cap here has obviously reached its -maximum penetration. It will begin to recede now, decade by decade, -and civilization will slowly take root where now there is nothing but -primitive savagery." - -"Civilization, out of that brain, Baiel?" - -He smiled at the ape-face of the corpse. "Not that, but the one that -comes after. Perhaps the new man will evolve, Captain." Baiel licked -his lips thoughtfully. "Or perhaps he will be created." - -"I don't think I quite follow--" - -"Created by the gods!" Laughing, Baiel ripped off his laboratory jacket -and flung it over the corpse. "I think, Captain, that we shouldn't tell -the others about him quite yet. You and I have some investigating to do -first." - -The next morning Baiel called me into the control room. When the door -was shut, he turned up the viewscreen. By adjusting the angle of the -beam, he had focused the projection upon the _Olympus_ and the frozen -terrain surrounding the ship in a ten mile radius. - -The ship lay on a tilted, empty meadow above a forest of pines. -Five miles away a limestone cliff rose out of the forest. A crude, -semicircular clearing was beneath the cliff and on it we saw a tribe -of men and women gathered around a fire built at the mouth of a cave. -Baiel turned up a section enlargement and we studied the men carefully. -There was no doubt that they were the counterparts of the corpse lying -in the laboratory of the _Olympus_. - -That same morning Baiel and I made our first visit to the village. -Fortunately we went armed, for they received us with violent hostility, -attempting to drive us away with a volley of spears. - -A peculiar greeting from a people we now understand to be cordial and -open in their friendship! But their motivation was entirely logical. -Faced by a diminishing source of food, the tribe saw every stranger as -a potential threat to tribal survival. - -Baiel and I used our Haydens to curb their belligerence. The sight -of red flame blasting their spears into dust awed them into a sullen -kind of submission. But it was not until our second visit, when we -took them a gift of bear meat, that we began to make any progress in -communication. - -We watched curiously while the tribe wolfed the meat, crudely searing -it over an open fire. As hungry as they obviously were, each of them -nonetheless set aside a liberal portion which was later taken to -a grizzled old man who never moved from the mouth of the cave. In -response to our gestures, they made it clear to us that the old man was -their equivalent of high priest. He apparently commanded the wind and -the sun, and he had some sort of a terrifying blood relationship with -the glacier. - -Comfortably fed, the tribe became cordial. Baiel and I had found a -touchstone. Whenever we visited the village after that, we always -took them food. In less than a week we knew their dialect. It was a -very small vocabulary, built chiefly of denotative symbols. Baiel -concentrated his attention upon the high priest; I stayed with the -tribal Chief. - -It was a tactical error on my part, since Baiel already knew what he -intended to do. I did not. I wasn't aware, then, that the conflict -between us had already begun. - - * * * * * - -As our degree of communication improved, the various members of the -tribe shyly began to express curiosity about us. Our Haydens aroused -no interest, except for a vague and superstitious awe. The mechanism -of the weapon was entirely beyond their comprehension; they wrote it -off as a kind of magic closely allied to the mysteries practiced by -their priest. Our garments were of greater significance. The tribe was -irresistibly drawn to caress the sleek material, to hold it against -their cheeks and chatter excitedly over its unexpected warmth. - -Once, as we sat in a circle around the fire, the Chief asked me the -name of our tribe. - -"We are Earthmen." - -"The Earth tribe? I do not know it." - -"It is not a tribe, but a place." I picked up a handful of soil. "This -is earth to you--everything that you see around you. We came from -another place like this, a place in the sky." - -They stared at me blankly. Then one of the young hunters scooped up -soil, as I had, and said brightly, "Earth. Yes, your name for the -hunting ground. Earth! It is a good name." - -"No. We are Earthmen!" - -"Yes, Earthmen--all of us. Not beasts that howl by night and haunt the -forest trails. Men. We are men. But also we have a tribe." - -I tried to make my explanation more explicit. "We came here in a sky -carrier which is named the _Olympus_. It rests now up by the great ice -wall. There are others like us, too, who may--" I stopped, because one -by one they were rising and moving away from me. - -"You are wrong!" the Chief cried. "Your tribe cannot live by the -glacier, on the tabooed ground!" - -As he mentioned the name, it threw the whole tribe into a panic. -Nothing I could say would undo their rising fear. They shrank from -me, running into the dark recesses of the cave. Eventually the high -priest--with Baiel standing beside him--restored order by crying shrill -prayers up at his brother, the glacier. Fortunately, the harm I had -done did not seem to call for the drastic remedy of human sacrifice. - -After the tumult had passed, the Chief said to me, "It was a cruel -thing to say, Seus-man." (The tribe always had trouble pronouncing my -name; sometimes they would drop whole syllables from it.) - -"On my word, it was not meant so," I replied. After a silence, I asked -cautiously, "Suppose it had been true?" - -"It may not be. The brother glacier is a great threat to us all. He is -not a friend. In my time and in the time of my father before me, the -ice has always moved closer to us, everywhere destroying more and more -of our hunting ground." - -"Can your people not move away from it, into better land?" - -"We have, as far as we dare. Beyond the forest the ground is taboo. -There the sun god strikes fire from the mountain tops, to warn us away -from his domain." - -"Is there no land on the other side of the fire mountains?" - -"The hunting ground of the dead. It is not for us, the living." - -When Baiel and I returned at dusk to the _Olympus_, I walked -thoughtfully through the swirling snow, saying very little. For the -first time I faced, without regret, the fact that we were doomed -to live out our lives on this frozen, nameless world. I had found a -purpose, and it seemed good. - -This friendly, impoverished tribe was man himself, as he had been -on the Earth in the remote darkness of our own uncharted past--man, -clinging precariously to a hard-won savagery, plagued by ice and wind, -threatened by a vanishing supply of food. - -To the nearly insurmountable problems set by nature, this tribe -had added one final prison of their own creation, the taboos and -superstitions that penned them fast on the brink of the glacier. As -things stood, the tribe would not survive. To become men as we were, -they had to be freed of the weight of the gods, freed of superstition -so they could deal with the facts of reality. With our help the tribe -might eventually learn how to create a civilization. Without it, they -were doomed. - -Hesitantly I explained myself to Baiel. - -"Of course," he said. "It's obvious. We can't allow nature to forget -the proper chronology of the species, can we?" - -"It will be slow work, but--" - -"But not impossible. Their life span averages less than thirty years; -ours exceeds a century. That's time enough." - -He agreed with me at once and, I think, he was entirely sincere. We -were simply using the same words to express two totally opposed ideas. -Neither of us, I'm sure, was aware of the ambiguity. - - * * * * * - -The need for decision came immediately. That night the power failed in -the _Olympus_ and the winter cold settled slowly into the cabins. The -residue of fuel energy left in the tanks was not enough to power the -heating grids, and our portable solar heaters were ineffectual in the -cavernous space of our cabins. Our food tanks froze over; the producing -cultures died. Baiel and I built an open furnace in the control room, -and the expedition crowded there around the fire. - -Baiel and I had already told them about the primitive village; -the expedition had learned the tribal tongue as we brought the -knowledge back to the _Olympus_. Now, for the first time, I told them -frankly that we were never going to leave the planet. Hand-picked, -psycho-processed personnel, the expedition adjusted readily to the -new reality. Without the benefits of the machines of our earthly -civilization, we were faced with extreme hardships on such an -unfriendly world. Our only sound course was to join the village tribe -and survive through mutual efforts. - -The following morning I went to the Chief to propose the merger. He -refused until I offered to guarantee a food supply for both groups. -It was a safe enough promise. We had the Haydens and enough energized -rounds to kill anything that walked the forest, for at least a year or -more. I counted heavily on the fact that, within that period, we would -be able to unhinge the paralyzing weight of tribal gods and taboos. The -tribe could then be encouraged to migrate into a more fertile area. - -The business of negotiation was concluded in less than an hour. But the -elaborate ceremony of union lasted for two days. It was not a frequent -occurrence, and yet tribes had occasionally united in the past. There -was, therefore, a rigid body of custom proscribing the form; it was -interpreted entirely by the priest. - -Since I symbolized the chief of the incoming tribe, I was expected -to spend the first night in the village alone, while the rest of the -expedition shivered around the improvised fire in the _Olympus_. The -Chief sealed me in tribal brotherhood by the gift of his daughter. -Dayhan was shy, filthy, repulsive with the stench of the animal skins -she wore. Lice ran in her matted hair and grime streaked her cheeks. -She smiled at me with an idiot's grin. - -Yet I went willingly with Dayhan to the dark recess of the cave, -which was traditionally reserved to the new wedded. It was painfully -obvious that the success of my negotiations depended upon our mating. -I stomached my revulsion in silence. In the morning, when Dayhan first -addressed me publically as "My Lord," the tribe was satisfied. - -Throughout the day the ceremony became general, climaxed by the -symbolic mingling of blood. To satisfy custom, each member of the -expedition--except for the women--was paired with a tribesman of equal -status. Curiously, they seemed to accept Baiel as our high priest. With -decided misgiving, I watched while he complacently established himself -in the priest's portion of the cave. - -At sundown the ceremony ended. The old priest mounted a granite -pedestal erected near the fire. Raising his long arms to the sky, he -screamed guttural syllables at the gathering darkness. As the sun -tinged the distant glacial wall with scarlet, the priest looked down -upon the throng and proclaimed the need for sacrifice to brother -glacier. - -The members of our expedition reacted with shocked silence, but the -primitive tribe matter-of-factly went through the deadly lottery. The -chosen hunter moved out toward the sacrificial grove, followed by the -priest who held his blade naked in his hand. - -I cried reason at them, to hold them back. But the tribe neither heard -nor comprehended. With glazing eyes they were lost in the terrifying -ecstacy of tradition. Satisfy brother glacier, and the village would be -safe. - - * * * * * - -At the grove Baiel suddenly joined the priest. They whispered together -for a moment. Then Baiel raised his arms and spoke. - -"Wait! We bring the tribe the new gods of the sun. Our gods are -stronger than brother glacier. Let them speak to the ice, and no life -need be given." - -"Let the new gods satisfy the old!" the tribal priest echoed. - -His statement gave Baiel's innovation the stamp of approval. The tribe -began to chant a sing-song thanksgiving. Baiel, like the priest, -raised his arms and shouted gibberish which they took as prayer. When -he lowered his hand, he pointed at the pile of rock in the grove. Red -flame flashed. The stones dissolved. The surrounding ice wasted into a -pool of water, slowly seeping into the blackened earth. - -It was a simple enough trick. Baiel had concealed a Hayden in his -sleeve. But it impressed the tribe. They sang their exaltation, -clapping hands on the broad shoulders of the young hunter who had been -spared. - -Baiel joined me as we walked back to the village. - -"I knew something had to be done, Captain Theusaman," he explained. -"Fortunately, my idea worked." - -"It's wrong, Baiel; all wrong." - -"I saved the man, didn't I?" - -"By substituting new gods for theirs. We want to free them, Baiel." - -"Is there any other way to do it?" - -"By teaching them the truth. By destroying their burden of gods and -superstitions--not by creating more." - -This amused him and he laughed. I thought his reaction was odd, but I -still misinterpreted it. - -For the next two months I became more and more involved in helping the -tribe find its way toward civilization. We could not impose anything -remotely like our Earth culture. The answer to the problem, without -the technique for reaching the solution, would be meaningless. But in -small things, like the brief spring thaws that slowly ate away their -planet-capping glacier, we could erode and destroy their shell of -savagery. - -Because of its application to my own situation with Dayhan, the first -teaching I undertook was cleanliness. On the Earth it is an old joke -that, when we build, we plan the bathing facilities first; our space -ships are notably awkward to maneuver because we include so many -elaborate baths. To us, filth equates with savagery. Cleanliness was -a concept which the tribe quickly adopted and understood, because the -reward was both visible and immediate. - -We erected stone culverts above the fire, melting chunks of ice and -channeling the warm water into a stone pool built inside the cave. -Following the example set by the expedition, the tribe shortly took to -daily bathing as a matter of course. We taught them to scrape the filth -from their skins, to comb the lice out of their hair. - -I was amazed--and enormously pleased--with the physical change a bath -brought in Dayhan. Her stringy hair took on a golden luster. Her dirty -skin softened and color came slowly into her yellow cheeks. The running -sores dried, caked, and disappeared. Instinctively she came to be aware -of her potential loveliness. She began to experiment with braiding -her hair in various ways over her slanting skull. Once I found her -trying sprigs of greenery in the knot and studying the effect in her -reflection in the bathing pool. - -The cave was always warm, particularly when the wind and snow howled -through the village; but it was uncomfortably crowded. Because the fire -was built at the mouth of the cave, the oxygen inside was inadequate. -We never slept through a night without feeling a nagging nausea from -the foul air we breathed. - -Therefore, as soon as the tribe understood how the stone culvert had -been built, we proposed building stone cabins. So rapidly had they -learned that most of the labor was performed by the tribe. The Earth -people merely advised and suggested. And we did very little of that, -allowing them a great deal of trial and error experimentation. - -It was the happiest time of our merger with the tribe. Everyone worked, -and worked in unison. I had never made any explanation of my point of -view to the other members of the expedition. I hadn't considered it -necessary. No Earthman was certified for space travel unless he had -first been successfully psycho-processed. In effect, that meant that -we took a scientific rather than an emotional view of any given set of -data. Since each of us was faced with an identical pattern of facts, I -assumed that each of us would approximate the same generalization. - -To a degree, that happened. We all realized the need to teach the -tribe; no one proposed bringing machines from the _Olympus_ to give the -savages the products of our culture without their specifics. One by one -members of the expedition followed my lead and mated with the women of -the tribe. - -Only our own women--the fifteen astrographical clerks--and half a dozen -men held off. I failed to perceive the significance until it was too -late. The six men were Baiel's closest friends; each of them had spent -at least a year at the Academy, while the rest of us were Rankers, -traditionally considered their inferiors. And the women, being clerks -rather than crewmen, had not been psycho-processed. - -The breach into factions came when our village of stone huts was -completed. We were faced with the problem of heating. I wanted the -solution to be worked out by the tribe without our help. Slowly they -made progress in their efforts to discover how to build fires within -the huts without filling the rooms with smoke. They had just discovered -how to pierce the roofs with chimneys when I awoke, one morning, to -find that Baiel had presented them with a pat answer to the problem. - - * * * * * - -During the night he had stealthily returned to the _Olympus_ with four -of his men. They had brought back to the village a dozen solar heaters. -Before I was awake, he had presented the heaters to the tribe as gifts -of the sun god. - -In wonder the tribe gathered around the tiny machines, holding out -their hands to feel the mysterious warmth. Then they thronged at -Baiel's feet as he stood on the rock pedestal above the village fire. -They swayed and chanted their prayers which had once been reserved -solely for the majesty of brother glacier. - -As I approached, Baiel began to address them. - -"The sun god sends you these because of your obedience to his ways. -Through me--through Baiel, the high priest--he makes you promise of -even greater gifts than this, if your faith continues." - -The tribal chanting arose in ecstacy. The old priest knelt at Baiel's -feet, offering up a chunk of glacial ice in token of brother glacier's -submission. - -"There is one all-powerful god!" Baiel cried. "Only one. And I, Baiel, -I am his priest." - -"All-powerful; the only one," the villagers responded. - -It was at that point that I intervened. The tribe stared at me in -bewilderment. I took one of the heaters and dismantled it. - -"This was made by men," I explained. "By men like yourselves. See, this -is no more than a substance like the hard veins of metal you find in -your rocks. In time you can learn to make these as we do." - -For a quarter of an hour I talked, patiently repeating and -demonstrating the facts. But still their eyes were glazed with -bewilderment and the ghosts of hidden fears. Since they had no -understanding of the processing of ore, how could I explain away the -appearance of the supernatural? Even when I disassembled the machine, I -proved nothing except that I was tinged with godhood myself. - -Baiel stood smirking, saying nothing. When I turned on him in anger, he -said quietly: - -"Earthmen understand reason, Theusaman." It was the first time he had -dropped my title, and he did so intentionally. "These animals--this -amusing burlesque of real men--I'm afraid you ask too much of them." - -"I ask nothing but their right to survive and evolve, as we did." - -"But they can't. Haven't you learned that yet?" - -Still smiling, he slid off the pile of rock and went into the cave. I -followed him. One by one, the members of the expedition gathered around -us. Slowly fifteen women and six men grouped themselves behind Baiel. -The rest of the Earthmen were with me. Baiel was outnumbered and most -of his people were unarmed, but they faced us with a peculiarly firm -kind of confidence. - -"I think it's time we had an understanding," I said. "I'm still in -command here, Baiel, and--" - -"In command? Of a ship that will never fly again, and an expedition -that can never return to Earth? In another ten years, Theusaman, the -glacier will have moved over the _Olympus_. It will be ground into -dust." - -"That's hardly the point." - -"It writes finale to the past. It means this planet is ours--it must -be--whether we want it or not." - -"Ours, and theirs, Baiel." - -He threw back his head and laughed. "In the Academy, Theusaman, -we're taught to face reality, not to romanticize it. This tribe is -semi-human, if you like; I'm charitable enough to grant that. But they -aren't men, any more than the primitive species on the Earth were men. -Observe the skull of your--your bride, if you will; observe the idiocy -in her vacant eyes; observe--" - -"This is man as he was, Baiel! You pointed that out to me yourself." - - * * * * * - -"On the contrary, I was simply discussing the Bonn Hypothesis. I never -said I believed it. On the Earth, Theusaman, before true man appeared, -nature created a number of semi-men--homo-failures, you might say. -They weren't men; they grew to the limits of their physical potential, -but they never achieved human rationality. At the end of the Earth's -ice age, the continents were widely populated by the last of nature's -failures. Then, abruptly--we've never known where he originated, or -how--man himself came on the scene. Overnight he wiped out the half-men -and took over the planet. Man has come here, now, Theusaman; these -failures will survive only so long as we need them. At the moment, they -constitute a convenient labor force. A handful of us can control them -by controlling their gods." - -I drew my Hayden. "As I said, Baiel, I'm still in command of this -expedition." - -He shrugged. "You've out-Haydened me, naturally; any Ranker could. If I -reach for mine, you'll burn me where I stand." - -"I'm glad you understand that. Give me your weapons--you, Baiel, and -all your followers. Make any excuse you like to the tribe. You'll never -have an activated Hayden again, for hunting or any other purpose." - -Without resistance, they allowed themselves to be disarmed. I pulled -the charges on all their weapons and negativized them. - -"You settle everything so smoothly," Baiel laughed. "Next, of course, -you'll propose a--" - -I cut him short. "All the expedition is here in the cave with us. They -all understand the differences between Baiel's objectives and mine. The -issue is clear enough for a vote." Slowly the hands went up. I counted -twenty-two in Baiel's faction, more than thirty in my own. - -"So typical!" Baiel snorted. "So much like an Earthman! The will of the -majority--our universal cure-all for all things." - -"You agree to abide by it, Baiel?" - -His eyebrows arched in a mocking imitation of surprise. "Can an -Earthman do anything else, Captain?" - -"So that we won't have a repetition of this morning's episode," I -said, "I'm giving this order: None of us will return to the _Olympus_ -again for any reason without my consent. If it is violated, I'll take -disciplinary action under the terms of the Space Code." - -There was a mutter of agreement, primarily from my faction, and the -angry meeting broke up. Nothing had been settled, except the division -of the expedition into two camps. We never worked together again in -harmony. Since Baiel's group was unarmed, their greatest potential -danger seemed to be gone; yet the village tension persisted. - -Baiel could no longer use his Hayden to make a spectacular display -of the power of the sun god; slowly the old priest began to reassert -the cult of brother glacier. It seemed to me that Baiel encouraged -the change; certainly he and the old priest became more intimate than -before. I wanted to order an end to their close association, but my own -faction was against it. - -"Baiel's harmless," they told me again and again. "Don't ride him, -Captain. Let this thing simmer down and we'll have them all on our side -again." - -Gradually I realized that the very existence of the _Olympus_ was a -constant threat to the precarious stability of our community. There -were still countless machines aboard which could be converted into -further enervating gifts of the sun god. The _Olympus_ had to be -destroyed, and yet I had no means to accomplish it. - -Built to withstand the extreme radiations of spatial sunlight -unfiltered by any atmosphere, the metal of the hull was immune to -the relatively low degree of heat generated by the Hayden. Only the -converted energy used to fuel the tubes could be used for emergency -welding if repairs had to be made away from our Earth bases. While -there was still a residue sealed in the tanks, I knew it was not enough -to liquidate even a part of the ship. - -The alternative was to move the community to a place where it would be -physically impractical to return to the _Olympus_. To the south the -land would be more fertile in any case, the game more plentiful. To -migrate had always been one of my goals for the tribe. - -But, when I proposed migration, I came face to face with the strongest -of their taboos. The volcanic mountains to the south were more -terrifying than brother glacier, which moved inexorably closer with -the passing years. No argument, no logic, no patient persuasion could -weaken the force of the taboo. Even Dayhan, who had learned so much, -refused to listen to me. Beyond the fire mountains lay the hunting -ground of the dead; it was forever forbidden to the living. - -Suddenly, one night, the sky to the south blazed orange-red as the -slumbering volcano erupted. The ground trembled and we heard long -crevices cracking through the glacial ice; a gray ash settled down from -the sky, smearing the snow heaped around our stone huts. - -The tribe flocked in terror to the old priest. Brother glacier, he told -them, was angry because he had been neglected; brother glacier demanded -sacrifices. - -Baiel stood on the stone pedestal beside the priest, smirking -helplessly. When he caught my eye, he pointed to his sleeve to show -me that it was empty. Since I had negativized his Hayden, he could do -nothing to prevent the orgy of human slaughter. - -I climbed the pedestal and tried reason. For a moment it seemed that -the tribe might listen. But the earth shook again and, panic stricken, -they started their lottery. Even then I would not have resorted to -Baiel's trick, if they had not chosen one of the Earthmen for the -sacrifice. - -I made a display of the sun god's power; it worked, of course. The old -priest responded as if he had been waiting for my cue, and swayed the -mob with him. Then Baiel began to exhort them, crying that the quaking -ground was a sign sent by his god, not brother glacier. I slid blindly -back to my stone hut, sick with self-revulsion; I felt soiled with the -same deception of which Baiel stood accused. - - * * * * * - -The next morning, while the ground still shook periodically, Baiel -returned to the _Olympus_. It was whispered on all sides, from both his -faction and my own. - -I had to follow him. I had to know what he was up to. But the -undercurrent of feeling ran so high, it seemed necessary to conceal my -intention. I said I was going root-digging in the forest. According to -custom, Dayhan went with me. - -I had taught her a great deal, but not enough to overcome her fear of -the tabooed ground. She was willing to wait for me at the edge of the -forest, just outside the sacrificial grove, but I hated to leave her -alone and relatively unprotected. With some misgiving, I gave her my -Hayden. - -"My Lord!" Dayhan's almond eyes widened as she fingered the weapon. It -was the first time I had allowed any of the tribe to touch an energized -Hayden. - -"Do you trust a woman's hand with the brother-of-the-sun?" she asked. -"Can I hope to understand the bark of your great god?" - -"It is only a weapon, like your spear or arrow." - -"So my Lord has taught me." - -"It will burn any animal that threatens you while you wait." - -"As I have seen when you go hunting. I point this small end at the -beast, and then call upon the sun god for--" - -"No, Dayhan. Aim well and push the small handle. It is not a god that -makes the power, but the skill of man. Do not change the nozzle dial, -or you will blast the whole forest into flame." - -"Enough sun-fire to burn the forest! Yet you say he is no god. I am -truly your mate, my Lord, when you share such power with me." - -I left the forest and walked across the ice-covered meadow toward the -glacier. Three miles away, nestled like a black beetle at the foot of -the ice wall, lay the smashed cylinder of the _Olympus_, already nearly -covered with ice and snow. A thin ribbon of smoke curled up from the -open furnace. - -Baiel met me at the door of the control room. Over his fraying -officer's uniform he wore a clumsy cloak of animal skins, as I did -myself. Particles of ice were frozen into his black beard, transforming -it into a jutting blade of ebony. I was suddenly aware how much he -had changed since our crash-landing. Always thin, he now appeared -emaciated. His youth was gone. Only the blaze in his blue eyes remained -the same--glittering, self-confident, determined. Denied the dress, -the grooming, the daily ritual of shaving, both Baiel and I had become -bearded, stoop-shouldered patriarchs, imposing hulks in our animal -cloaks. - -"I expected you would follow me," Baiel said. - -"Why did you come?" For a moment, I felt a peculiar warmth and pity for -him. "It's insubordination. I'll have to take disciplinary action when -we go back." - -"I'm only trying to help, Captain." The words seemed right, but the -voice was mocking. - -Baiel turned to the viewscreen and dialed the focus on the area of the -planet south of the volcanic mountains. I saw rolling hills and rich -forests, green plains watered by a network of streams; the land was a -broad peninsula surrounded by the calm, blue water of an immense sea. -There was no indication of human inhabitants. - -"I know you've been trying to encourage the tribe to move," Baiel -explained. "I came up here to see if I could locate a place for us to -migrate. This peninsula is ideal, Captain. It's far enough from the -glacier for agriculture to be practical, and--" - -"The problem isn't to find the place, Baiel, but to conquer their taboo -against migration." - -"But you can do that, Captain; just teach the little savages to reason -the way men do. Nothing to it." He smiled, then, and held out his hand. -"Face it, Captain Theusaman; admit you're wrong! Last night you had to -call on the gods; you couldn't control them any other way. If the sun -god orders a migration, we can have them on their way in two hours." - -"So you're still trying to convince me that you're right." - -"Of course; that's why I wanted you to follow me here. Would I have any -other reason?" - -His answer seemed too quick. I looked at him, frowning, but the smile -on his face was unreadable. - -"Tell me, Baiel: What did you really want on the _Olympus_?" - -He shrugged. "I came to use the viewscreen." - -"You risked discipline for something so foolish?" - -"What else? I can't bring any of the machines back to the village; you -would throw them out. I can't power the tubes and go back to Earth." - -It was all so glibly logical; yet I knew he was lying. I moved toward -him, snatching the fringe of his cloak in my clenching fists. "I'm -asking once again, Baiel: What did you expect to find here?" - - * * * * * - -"My Lord! My Lord!" - -Baiel and I both whirled toward the open cabin door. Dayhan was -outside, slowly crossing the last fifty feet of icy meadow toward the -ship. When Baiel saw her, the smile sagged on his lips and he sprang -from the ship. - -"You're on tabooed ground!" he cried. "Go back!" - -"I have no fear." Her words were brave, but her voice was a choked -whisper as she looked up at the towering undulations of the glacier -glaring in the sun. "Where my Lord can go, I will follow. Brother -glacier is no god. See! I defy him." She raised my Hayden and aimed it -unsteadily at the wall of ice above the _Olympus_. - -"No!" Baiel screamed. "The sun god will destroy you!" - -Baiel was ten paces ahead of me. He reached her as she fired. He -knocked the Hayden from her hand with such force that Dayhan was -thrown sprawling on the slick ground. - -Above us tons of ice, dislodged by the Hayden blast, broke and slid -down the face of the glacier upon the _Olympus_, rocking the ship over -on its side. Baiel flung up his hands in terror, but lowered them a -moment later. Behind his facial mask of stark fear, I saw a strange -expression of uneasy surprise and calculation. - -I moved toward him, my fists doubled. - -"Even when they begin to conquer the taboos," I cried, through clenched -teeth, "you still try to prevent it!" - -"No, Captain; you've got it wrong. I just wanted--you--you had no right -to give her the Hayden." Baiel spoke in a hoarse, nervous whisper, -backing away from me slowly. - -"Dayhan's my wife." - -"She's still a primitive animal." - -I lunged at him. He turned and ran. I would have followed, but Dayhan -began to call after me frantically. I returned to help her. The ground -beneath her was stained red; a jagged blade of ice had ripped a deep -gash in her leg. - -With my knife I cut a strip from my fur jacket and wound it as a -tourniquet above the pulsing wound. My fingers were numb with cold. I -worked slowly and awkwardly, but at last the bleeding ceased. Dayhan -tried to stand, but she could not. - -"Leave me here, my Lord," she whispered. "Brother glacier is angry; he -wants my blood." - -"It was simply an accident, Dayhan. The glacier had nothing to do with -it." - -"I trod on tabooed ground. I defied him." - -"Man makes the taboos and the punishments and the sacrifices!" - -"So you have said, my Lord, and yet--" - -"I have taught you truth. You walked alone and without harm on tabooed -ground. You must tell that to your people. The harm came to you after -you found us, Dayhan--from Baiel. Only man is cruel to man, not the -gods." - -I pulled her arm around my shoulder and we began the slow, painful walk -back to the village. We had to stop frequently to rest. Twice I loosed -the tourniquet to permit the blood to circulate in her lower leg. - -It was four hours before we reached the edge of the forest. There two -of my men met us. They had begun to search the forest for me when Baiel -returned to the village alone. We improvised a stretcher for Dayhan and -carried her between us. The bleeding of her wound had stopped. With a -pinpoint Hayden beam, I turned a drift of snow into steam and used the -boiled water residue to cleanse the caked blood away from the cut. I -seared a strip of skin and used it as a bandage. On the gently swaying -stretcher Dayhan closed her eyes and slept. - - * * * * * - -When we were still a quarter of a mile from the village, the chief and -a small band of his hunters met us on the forest trail. - -"The sun god speaks to us in a giant voice," the chief said. "It -thunders in every corner of our village!" - -"What does the god say?" - -"He orders to take up our goods and go. He gives us the hunting ground -of the dead, beyond the fire mountains." - -"And your people fear to obey?" - -"No. Your sun god is all-powerful. It is your own people who prevent -us. They hold the priest, Baiel, with his followers, imprisoned in the -cave by means of your weapons, the brothers-of-the-sun. They tell us it -is not the sun god who speaks, but Baiel himself." - -"They tell you truly." - -"But no man can have so great a voice as that we hear!" - -So that was why Baiel had gone back to the _Olympus_! He had returned -to the village with a portable amplifier concealed under his fur cloak. -"Baiel is no priest," I told the Chief. "He speaks for no god. The -great voice you hear is made by a machine, such a thing as this weapon -that we use to slay meat for the tribe." - -"You speak knowingly, Seus-man, because you, too, are a priest of the -sun. You showed us that much last night. Some of my tribe say you and -all your people are not simple priests, but brother gods." - -"We are men." - -"I have married my daughter to the brother-god of the sun!" - -"We are men; men!" - -"But have you not advised us to move, as the sun god does now? In our -blindness we have heard and not obeyed. And now the sun god gives -orders that we must be gone before he rides directly overhead; yet your -people will not allow it." - -"So Baiel's putting a time limit on the migration," I mused aloud. -"Why? Tell me, Chief, how it was, from the beginning." - -"As soon as you left, Seus-man, our old priest walked in the village, -declaring we would have a great sign from the sun today. Later the -priest, Baiel, returned and went into the cave, with some of your -people. We began to hear the voice of the sun. The others of your -people--the ones who carry the weapons--gathered outside, shooting -streaks of fire at the cave, but above it so that no man was harmed. -They cried to Baiel to come forth and give himself to them. He refused, -and so things stand. I came seeking you. Only you can intercede with -your priests so they allow us to obey the god. Come quickly, for our -time is short." - -We gave Dayhan's stretcher to four of the hunters. I turned to follow -the chief back to the village. Only then did he seem to notice his -daughter. With deference he glanced at her pale face. Trembling, he -asked: - -"She is dead?" - -"No; but she has been hurt." - -"Her Lord has punished her?" - -"She was harmed by a piece of ice." - -"Brother glacier still means to be revenged on us! If we do not hasten -to obey the voice of the sun, who will protect us?" - -"Protect yourselves, as men. No god has any power to equal yours." - -"You speak as a priest of the sun. You hold the weapon of the sun in -your hand. You are not like us." - -"I am no different. I am a man, the husband of your daughter. Here, -take my weapon." I thrust the Hayden into his hand. "Does it make you -different? Are you transformed into a god?" - -He caressed the cold metal, slowly raising the nozzle and pointing -it at a drift of snow. The red flame sputtered and steam swirled up, -coating the pines overhead with a film of ice. - -"The power of the sun," he whispered. "Come, Lord, we must go quickly -to our people." - -In the village I found the men of my faction arranged in a semi-circle -in front of the cave mouth. Huddled behind them was perhaps -three-fourths of the tribe, the women my men had taken as mates and -their families. The rest of the tribe was packed densely at the mouth -of the cave, swaying and shouting their worship as the voice of Baiel -thundered at intervals out of the darkness of the cavern. - -One of my men saluted raggedly, explaining how the situation had -developed. He added: "We have been aiming above their heads, trying to -frighten them away from the cave. No luck, so far." - -"Of course Baiel's people aren't armed?" - -"No, but too many of the tribe would be killed if we tried to rush the -cave." - -"I think we can starve them out." - -To hesitate was the natural result of our psycho-processing. Violence, -we had always been taught, was the resort of the disoriented, not a -solution to any problem. Even now we could not bring ourselves to give -up the pattern of our Earthly civilization. - -Since it was the prescribed rational procedure, I tried to talk to the -tribe. From the beginning my argument was weak, for I was opposing the -migration which I had myself advocated. It meant nothing to them when -I tried to point out the difference in motivation; but it symbolized -everything to me. The migration to a better land had to come as a -result of their conquest of tribal taboos, not as an exchange of -allegiances from brother glacier to the sun god. - - * * * * * - -As soon as Baiel heard my voice, he began to jeer at me over the -amplifier. When I made no reply, his tone gradually changed. Over and -over he repeated the orders of the sun god, that the migration must -begin by high noon. But his mockery was slowly tainted with fear, as -the sun mounted the heavens and my armed men still held the tribe in -the village. - -The stretcher bearers arrived with Dayhan. She was awake. She sat up -against my shoulder, holding tight to my hand. Softly she spoke to the -tribe as I had: - -"It is not the gods that rule us. There are no taboos; the glacier is -but a thing of ice, without life. I have seen for myself. I have walked -unharmed on the tabooed ground. In truth, we must migrate to the south, -but my Lord has taught us that we must go of our own will and not -because of fear of the sun god." - -She was one of the tribe. They knew her as they knew their own -children. She spoke in their words, in terms of their concepts. It -should have convinced them, but it did not. Instead they retreated from -her, cringingly respectful, muttering among themselves that Dayhan's -mating had changed her into a brother-god. - -Suddenly there was a stirring at the cave mouth. The massed tribesmen -shifted aside reluctantly. Eight of the women who had been in Baiel's -faction slid down toward us, weeping with fear. At once Baiel's voice -boomed out: - -"The time is up. You have not obeyed. I was sent by the sun god to lead -you to safety, and you have not heeded me. The god will strike, now, -at the glacier and tear this ground from beneath your feet. I give you -one chance more. Offer up Captain Theusaman in sacrifice and I, Baiel, -will lead you to a new world. But you must make the sacrifice at once. -The god grows impatient." - -My men closed around Dayhan and me protectively, but at first there was -no need. The concept bewildered the tribe. They had accepted me, too, -as priest of the sun; the god could not demand my blood. According to -the theory of their superstitions, it made no sense. - -One of the women who had fled from the cave was brought to me. -White-faced, she twisted her hands together in anguish while she talked. - -"We didn't know he'd done it, Captain Theusaman--I swear it!" - -"Who?" - -"Baiel--this morning at the _Olympus_. He just told us." - -"But what? Speak up! Tell me!" - -"He put on the automatic power in the control room, timed to energize -the dorsal tubes at noon." - -"No harm in that. The tubes are blown. The blast will simply send open -flame soaring into the sky." - -"There's forty hours' residue in the tank. Baiel thought the sight of -the flame would terrify the tribe into obeying him. But he says the -ship was overturned this morning, after he had set the dials; so the -broken tubes are pointing down toward the base of the glacier." - -I understood the woman's terror, then, and my own body tensed with -cold fear. Instead of making a harmless display, the sun-hot energy, -blasting through the naked dorsal tubes for the next forty hours, would -be fed into the glacier and the ground beneath it. In half that time -the liquefying flame could pierce the planetary crust and reach its -molten core. - -As I sprang to my feet the first shock stabbed into the frozen ground. -The shattering explosion of the crumbling glacier rocked the air. In -the distance a cloud of steam arose, blood red from the flames raging -beneath it. In seconds the sun was blotted over with thick clouds. Hot -rain began to fall. - -The earth quivered so violently it was almost impossible to stand. Yet -still Baiel's voice boomed through the village. - -"Give me the blood of Theusaman and I spare the tribe!" - -From priest, he had become the sun god himself. - -The rain fell in a deluge. The snow dissolved into slush, and the -village ran with mud. - -Dayhan screamed. I turned and saw one of the tribal hunters atop the -stone pedestal, drawing careful aim on me with his bow and arrow. I -caught the shaft in the air with a wide angle beam from my Hayden. - -"Give me the blood of Theusaman!" Baiel cried. - -The quaking increased steadily. Small landslides of stone began -to slither from the face of the cliff. The roof of the cave shook -and sagged. The tribe backed away, swirling around me in fury and -brandishing their spears in the bleary air. - -The distant rending of the glacier reached a new climax of thunder, and -the deluge swelled into a torrent. The draining water became a stream, -racing muddily through the village and eating at the crumbling cliffs. -The skies darkened as if it were dusk. It was difficult to recognize -faces in the frenzy of squirming bodies. - -Driven by the madness of Baiel's chanting voice, many of the young -hunters threw themselves upon us. We used Haydens only as a last -resort, and the sluggish, hand-to-hand fighting in the rising mud went -on indecisively. No one was badly hurt. It was too easy to escape -clutching arms; it was too hard to know the face of friend from foe -in the gloom. Shouting voices were drowned by the rising wind, the -ceaseless din of crumbling glacial ice. - -Abruptly the battle was over. A terrified whisper swept the throng: -the god was gone! Someone had looked into the cave and found it empty. -Baiel and ten of his faction had fled; thirty of the tribe had departed -with them. - - * * * * * - -The shock was paralyzing to those who stayed behind. The tribe began to -wail its lamentation. The god had deserted them! I moved from group to -group, repeating my familiar theme: - -"The gods can neither harm nor save you. That you must do for -yourselves." - -It had no effect. They stared at me with vacant eyes. They repeated -dumbly in reply: "The sun god is gone. He leaves us to the mercy of -brother glacier." - -The stream coursing through the village had risen slowly until it -became a raging river. Still the tribe made no effort to escape. They -had violated their code of the supernatural, and they believed they -must resign themselves to their punishment. I watched as a woman was -carried away by the flood, drowned screaming beneath a part of the -cliff which washed down upon her. - -During a momentary lull in the din, the old chief mounted the swaying -stone pedestal, brandishing the Hayden I had given him. - -"The sun god has not gone," he cried. "See, I share his power, and I -know he is still among us." He pointed the Hayden at the mouth of the -cave, and the stone crumbled in the caress of red flame. "Seus-man is -the sun god; Baiel was false, sent of evil things." - -"Seus-man," the crowd whispered. After a moment, they began to shout -with new hope. "Seus-man! Seus-man! Seus! Seus!" - -On their shoulders they lifted me up and carried me to the pedestal. As -I began to speak, I saw a wall of water moving down upon us, crested by -a foaming wave. It was the first flood tide from the melting glacier. -If it reached the village unbroken, the tribe would be wiped out. - -I snatched the Hayden from the Chief, aiming the point of flame at the -base of the cliff. Dirt and granite toppled into the path of the flood. -The tribe dropped on its knees in the thick mud, shouting praise of my -name. - -My crude dam might hold for an hour, certainly no longer. I had no time -to convince them by persuasion. It would be opposing the full violence -of reality with the thin web of philosophy. The important thing at the -moment was to lead the tribe to safety. - -I looked down upon them and I began to speak wearily. - -"I am Theusaman, god of the sun," I said. "Take up your possessions and -follow me...." - -Baiel had won, after all. - - * * * * * - -All that happened more than fifty years ago. - -I did lead the tribe to safety; that much I accomplished. They have -since built many villages and they have learned the art of agriculture -and of domesticating cattle. They have thrived and grown and joined -with other tribes. They will survive and someday rule their planet. - -As Baiel once predicted, the glacier is rapidly retreating. The process -began with the heat generated by the exposed dorsal tube of the dead -_Olympus_. Each spring the run-off of melting water is greater than the -ice which accumulates during the winter. When the glacier is gone, it -will give my people a fertile world like our own Earth. - -For that I am glad, because I have given them nothing else. - -Nothing else! - -I have, instead, saddled them with a hierarchy of gods. The tribes -which migrated across the sea have taken a part of my name as their -sun god; they call me Amon. Here at home they call me Zeus. Dayhan has -become Diana, the goddess of the forests. Even Baiel leaves his name -with a people settled in the desert, though to us Baal persists as a -god of evil things. - -Ironically, the one thing of Earth that I have given these people -is the name itself. This planet they call the Earth, unaware of any -other. They think of themselves as Earthmen. And I? I am called Zeus of -Olympus, father of all the gods! - -Perhaps I judge my failure too bitterly. I am an old man, now, the last -living survivor of the expedition. I have looked into the face of my -sons and my grandsons, as I have the sons and grandsons of the other -Earthmen who were with our expedition. Our children have our features, -not the slant skulls and ape arms of their mothers. Have we, by chance, -left on this lonely planet something of our potential ability as -Earthmen? - - * * * * * - -Though I cannot live long enough to know the answer, I would like to -believe that we have. Because I want to believe, I leave this written -account of the truth. I address it to my sons of tomorrow--to men who -have finally made themselves free of taboo and superstition. To them -I say: Lift up your eyes to the sky, to that other Earth across the -emptiness of space. 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But savages could be<br /> -weaned from their superstitions and set on the road<br /> -to knowledge, Theusaman thought. Or could they?</p> - -<p>[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from<br /> -Rocket Stories, July 1953.<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>Baiel had always shown me the degree of respect prescribed in the Space -Code. Aboard the <i>Olympus</i> we clashed only once, and that was when I -ordered the emergency landing.</p> - -<p>"You've no right to risk it, Captain Theusaman," he protested.</p> - -<p>"We can't do anything else," I answered. "We're ninety-three million -light years away from the Earth, and twenty-five outside the patrol -area."</p> - -<p>"Sir, this star sector is totally new to us!" Baiel was standing by -the control panel, a tall, thin man in his early thirties. His face -was hollowly angular, sun-bronzed and capped with a brush of thick, -black hair. He looked away from the sight dome and I saw bitterness -and anger blazing in his blue eyes. "This is an exploratory expedition, -Captain Theusaman. We were sent out to record the conditions beyond the -periphery of the Earth charts, and it's vitally important for us to -return with the data."</p> - -<p>"I'm aware of that, Baiel."</p> - -<p>"Then face the facts. We've blown our dorsal tubes and lost our -emergency fuel. Unless we restock with fissionable material, we've no -chance of getting back to Earth. You believe we can restock on that -unknown planet out there, but—"</p> - -<p>"I know we can. I've seen the spectroanalysis; it doesn't lie."</p> - -<p>"Not in the statement of data. But—with the best of intentions—a -man can lie in the generalization he draws from the data. The -spectroanalysis tells us that planet out there has an atmosphere like -ours. It tells us there's an abundance of fissionable material in the -mineral chemistry. But suppose it can't be recovered with any of the -machines we have aboard? If we land, we'll have no chance of rising -again."</p> - -<p>"It's a necessary risk."</p> - -<p>"No, Captain Theusaman! We have almost enough energy in our functioning -tubes to reach the outer fringe of the patrol area. From there we'd -be close enough to beam an emergency call back to Earth. One of the -patrols might pick it up in time to—"</p> - -<p>"Might," I snapped. "I'm glad you recognize that as a possibility, -Baiel."</p> - -<p>"Even if none of us survives, our data will still be there; sooner or -later an Earth ship would find the <i>Olympus</i>."</p> - -<p>"You risk more than I do, Baiel."</p> - -<p>"But our information would be saved for the scientific processors."</p> - -<p>"I prefer to save the men. We know they can live on that planet, even -if we find no fissionable material. The issue is settled."</p> - -<p>"There's one other consideration, Captain Theusaman. With our dorsal -tubes gone, we can't maneuver. Even you can understand, sir, that a -crash-landing—"</p> - -<p>"I've given the orders, Baiel. Will you execute them, or must I have -you cabinized for insubordination?"</p> - -<p>"Very well, sir."</p> - -<p>He departed without saluting.</p> - -<p>Baiel was right, on both counts. I knew there was a chance he might be. -Yet I had made emergency landings before. Nothing had ever gone wrong.</p> - -<p>This time it did. As soon as we nosed into the stratosphere we were in -trouble. The <i>Olympus</i> angled down too sharply. The gyrometers failed, -since they were engineered to make use of the compensating drive from -the dorsal tubes. I tried to bring the ship up into the freedom of -space again, but the best I could manage was a slow, corkscrew dive -toward the unknown planet.</p> - -<p>As we spun through the cloud wreath, I studied the globe carefully. -Within limits, I could still select the place where I wanted to land. -The planet was capped at both poles by gleaming ice fields which spread -down over the sphere like giant hands. Only a narrow equatorial band -was free of ice. The landing site I chose was a wooded area at the edge -of the glacier. The nearby ridge of jagged mountains suggested volcanic -action, and the possible presence of the fissionable metals we wanted.</p> - -<p>We crash-landed at the base of the glacier, skipping over the ragged -ice until the bow caught and shattered in a deep ice gorge. The safety -stabilizers functioned in all the cabins that were not pierced by -ice. Our heaviest casualties were among the tube-room crew and the -astrographers. Only one of the scientists survived. I ordered station -formation on the frozen meadow outside the ship. Baiel bawled out the -roster, while I ticked off the names of the survivors: forty crewmen, -none seriously wounded; one scientist, fatally hurt; and fifteen of the -female staff of astrographical clerks. Counting Baiel and myself, we -numbered fifty-eight.</p> - -<p>As the last of the names was read off, we stood for a moment shivering -in the icy wind. Slowly Baiel looked up from the ship's roll and let -his blue eyes move along the buckled hulk of the <i>Olympus</i>. Then he -glanced at me, and the set of his jaw was as coldly emotionless as the -ice bank behind him.</p> - -<p>"Have you any further orders to give, Captain Theusaman?" His tone -was frankly insolent. I clenched my fists, but checked the response -I might have made. Baiel and I were the only Space Officers with the -expedition; any difference between us would be disastrous.</p> - -<p>"Turn all hands into the stern cabins," I said, "and break out the -landing gear. It'll keep us warm. Detail five men to check on the -damage, and have them report to me."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>An hour later Baiel and I stood at the control panel reading through -the list of damages. Remarkably little had happened—nothing, at least, -that we could not repair with material we had at hand. We organized all -survivors into repair crews of five each; even the women were given -assignments.</p> - -<p>Baiel and I made preliminary soil tests for fissionable metals. The -computer prognosis from such highly selective data is never infallible, -but the probable degree of error is no more than .0006. Over a period -of two hours we made five tests, with the same results. There was -fissionable matter on the planet—no doubt of that—but it was locked -in a chemical combination we could not release without building a giant -separation plant such as we used on Earth.</p> - -<p>"Our data is too limited if we sample so close to the ship," I told -Baiel.</p> - -<p>"Possibly." There was a long pause before he added the prescribed, -"sir."</p> - -<p>I nodded toward the hill sloping away from the glacier toward a forest -of tangled pines. "We'll make another test down there." With a shrug, -Baiel followed after me obediently.</p> - -<p>Three miles from the <i>Olympus</i>, in a thick grove of trees, we found -the man. Naked, he lay bound over a heap of boulders, his dead eyes -staring up at the sky. A gash had been torn in his chest and his blood -had spilled out over chunks of glacial ice arranged in a crude pyramid -beside him.</p> - -<p>To both of us, the sight of a man and the thing it implied was vaguely -terrifying. For almost five centuries expeditions of Earthmen had -explored the skies, slowly reaching beyond our own solar system toward -the stars. Where the atmosphere was hospitable, we had built thriving -colonies. But nowhere had we found a race of people like ourselves. The -planets had been so consistently untenanted that we had grown to expect -nothing else.</p> - -<p>Now here, on this unknown world, twenty-five million light years -beyond the periphery of the Earth patrols—here we found men, men like -ourselves!</p> - -<p>Baiel cut the thongs and lifted the rigid body off the pile of rock. -"If you don't mind, Captain," he said, "I'd like to examine—this—up -in the ship lab. Since there's a chance—just a chance, sir"—His -sarcasm was unmistakable, "—that we'll be staying here, I want to know -what we're up against."</p> - -<p>Late that night, while the rest of the expedition slept, Baiel and I -carried the body into the laboratory. Baiel performed a thoroughgoing, -workman-like autopsy. It was impossible not to admire his efficiency -and skill. We were momentarily united in the rising excitement of -mutual curiosity.</p> - -<p>"There's a fascinating structural similarity to our own," Baiel -pointed out. "Identical organs; identical blood composition. All -the differences are minor—a smaller brain case, with a retreating -forehead, and pronounced orbital ridges. And look at those teeth and -the chinless jaw!"</p> - -<p>"In a way, it suggests Bonn's Hypothesis," I said.</p> - -<p>"Aubrey Bonn? Why, he's the laughing stock of the Anthropological -Academy. We've never found a whisper of evidence to suggest a basis for -his Hypothesis."</p> - -<p>"How could we? There have never been any people on any of the planets -we've explored."</p> - -<p>Baiel dropped his scalpel and stepped back from the table, kneading -his chin thoughtfully. "Bonn said that an identical chemistry and -atmosphere, plus identical time phase, would produce an identical -chronology of the species. This planet may do that. It should have -been obvious when we had the negative tests for fissionable material. -The Earth itself is the only planetary body we know where we've had to -build separation plants to recover the metal."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>"But, according to Bonn's Hypothesis, the resemblance should be exact." -With disgust, I glanced at the torn corpse on the table. "None of us -has an idiot's skull like that."</p> - -<p>"We may have had once, Captain. You're forgetting the time phase. -This planet is the Earth as it was millennia in the past, in the age -of the great glaciers. The ice cap here has obviously reached its -maximum penetration. It will begin to recede now, decade by decade, -and civilization will slowly take root where now there is nothing but -primitive savagery."</p> - -<p>"Civilization, out of that brain, Baiel?"</p> - -<p>He smiled at the ape-face of the corpse. "Not that, but the one that -comes after. Perhaps the new man will evolve, Captain." Baiel licked -his lips thoughtfully. "Or perhaps he will be created."</p> - -<p>"I don't think I quite follow—"</p> - -<p>"Created by the gods!" Laughing, Baiel ripped off his laboratory jacket -and flung it over the corpse. "I think, Captain, that we shouldn't tell -the others about him quite yet. You and I have some investigating to do -first."</p> - -<p>The next morning Baiel called me into the control room. When the door -was shut, he turned up the viewscreen. By adjusting the angle of the -beam, he had focused the projection upon the <i>Olympus</i> and the frozen -terrain surrounding the ship in a ten mile radius.</p> - -<p>The ship lay on a tilted, empty meadow above a forest of pines. -Five miles away a limestone cliff rose out of the forest. A crude, -semicircular clearing was beneath the cliff and on it we saw a tribe -of men and women gathered around a fire built at the mouth of a cave. -Baiel turned up a section enlargement and we studied the men carefully. -There was no doubt that they were the counterparts of the corpse lying -in the laboratory of the <i>Olympus</i>.</p> - -<p>That same morning Baiel and I made our first visit to the village. -Fortunately we went armed, for they received us with violent hostility, -attempting to drive us away with a volley of spears.</p> - -<p>A peculiar greeting from a people we now understand to be cordial and -open in their friendship! But their motivation was entirely logical. -Faced by a diminishing source of food, the tribe saw every stranger as -a potential threat to tribal survival.</p> - -<p>Baiel and I used our Haydens to curb their belligerence. The sight -of red flame blasting their spears into dust awed them into a sullen -kind of submission. But it was not until our second visit, when we -took them a gift of bear meat, that we began to make any progress in -communication.</p> - -<p>We watched curiously while the tribe wolfed the meat, crudely searing -it over an open fire. As hungry as they obviously were, each of them -nonetheless set aside a liberal portion which was later taken to -a grizzled old man who never moved from the mouth of the cave. In -response to our gestures, they made it clear to us that the old man was -their equivalent of high priest. He apparently commanded the wind and -the sun, and he had some sort of a terrifying blood relationship with -the glacier.</p> - -<p>Comfortably fed, the tribe became cordial. Baiel and I had found a -touchstone. Whenever we visited the village after that, we always -took them food. In less than a week we knew their dialect. It was a -very small vocabulary, built chiefly of denotative symbols. Baiel -concentrated his attention upon the high priest; I stayed with the -tribal Chief.</p> - -<p>It was a tactical error on my part, since Baiel already knew what he -intended to do. I did not. I wasn't aware, then, that the conflict -between us had already begun.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>As our degree of communication improved, the various members of the -tribe shyly began to express curiosity about us. Our Haydens aroused -no interest, except for a vague and superstitious awe. The mechanism -of the weapon was entirely beyond their comprehension; they wrote it -off as a kind of magic closely allied to the mysteries practiced by -their priest. Our garments were of greater significance. The tribe was -irresistibly drawn to caress the sleek material, to hold it against -their cheeks and chatter excitedly over its unexpected warmth.</p> - -<p>Once, as we sat in a circle around the fire, the Chief asked me the -name of our tribe.</p> - -<p>"We are Earthmen."</p> - -<p>"The Earth tribe? I do not know it."</p> - -<p>"It is not a tribe, but a place." I picked up a handful of soil. "This -is earth to you—everything that you see around you. We came from -another place like this, a place in the sky."</p> - -<p>They stared at me blankly. Then one of the young hunters scooped up -soil, as I had, and said brightly, "Earth. Yes, your name for the -hunting ground. Earth! It is a good name."</p> - -<p>"No. We are Earthmen!"</p> - -<p>"Yes, Earthmen—all of us. Not beasts that howl by night and haunt the -forest trails. Men. We are men. But also we have a tribe."</p> - -<p>I tried to make my explanation more explicit. "We came here in a sky -carrier which is named the <i>Olympus</i>. It rests now up by the great ice -wall. There are others like us, too, who may—" I stopped, because one -by one they were rising and moving away from me.</p> - -<p>"You are wrong!" the Chief cried. "Your tribe cannot live by the -glacier, on the tabooed ground!"</p> - -<p>As he mentioned the name, it threw the whole tribe into a panic. -Nothing I could say would undo their rising fear. They shrank from -me, running into the dark recesses of the cave. Eventually the high -priest—with Baiel standing beside him—restored order by crying shrill -prayers up at his brother, the glacier. Fortunately, the harm I had -done did not seem to call for the drastic remedy of human sacrifice.</p> - -<p>After the tumult had passed, the Chief said to me, "It was a cruel -thing to say, Seus-man." (The tribe always had trouble pronouncing my -name; sometimes they would drop whole syllables from it.)</p> - -<p>"On my word, it was not meant so," I replied. After a silence, I asked -cautiously, "Suppose it had been true?"</p> - -<p>"It may not be. The brother glacier is a great threat to us all. He is -not a friend. In my time and in the time of my father before me, the -ice has always moved closer to us, everywhere destroying more and more -of our hunting ground."</p> - -<p>"Can your people not move away from it, into better land?"</p> - -<p>"We have, as far as we dare. Beyond the forest the ground is taboo. -There the sun god strikes fire from the mountain tops, to warn us away -from his domain."</p> - -<p>"Is there no land on the other side of the fire mountains?"</p> - -<p>"The hunting ground of the dead. It is not for us, the living."</p> - -<p>When Baiel and I returned at dusk to the <i>Olympus</i>, I walked -thoughtfully through the swirling snow, saying very little. For the -first time I faced, without regret, the fact that we were doomed -to live out our lives on this frozen, nameless world. I had found a -purpose, and it seemed good.</p> - -<p>This friendly, impoverished tribe was man himself, as he had been -on the Earth in the remote darkness of our own uncharted past—man, -clinging precariously to a hard-won savagery, plagued by ice and wind, -threatened by a vanishing supply of food.</p> - -<p>To the nearly insurmountable problems set by nature, this tribe -had added one final prison of their own creation, the taboos and -superstitions that penned them fast on the brink of the glacier. As -things stood, the tribe would not survive. To become men as we were, -they had to be freed of the weight of the gods, freed of superstition -so they could deal with the facts of reality. With our help the tribe -might eventually learn how to create a civilization. Without it, they -were doomed.</p> - -<p>Hesitantly I explained myself to Baiel.</p> - -<p>"Of course," he said. "It's obvious. We can't allow nature to forget -the proper chronology of the species, can we?"</p> - -<p>"It will be slow work, but—"</p> - -<p>"But not impossible. Their life span averages less than thirty years; -ours exceeds a century. That's time enough."</p> - -<p>He agreed with me at once and, I think, he was entirely sincere. We -were simply using the same words to express two totally opposed ideas. -Neither of us, I'm sure, was aware of the ambiguity.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The need for decision came immediately. That night the power failed in -the <i>Olympus</i> and the winter cold settled slowly into the cabins. The -residue of fuel energy left in the tanks was not enough to power the -heating grids, and our portable solar heaters were ineffectual in the -cavernous space of our cabins. Our food tanks froze over; the producing -cultures died. Baiel and I built an open furnace in the control room, -and the expedition crowded there around the fire.</p> - -<p>Baiel and I had already told them about the primitive village; -the expedition had learned the tribal tongue as we brought the -knowledge back to the <i>Olympus</i>. Now, for the first time, I told them -frankly that we were never going to leave the planet. Hand-picked, -psycho-processed personnel, the expedition adjusted readily to the -new reality. Without the benefits of the machines of our earthly -civilization, we were faced with extreme hardships on such an -unfriendly world. Our only sound course was to join the village tribe -and survive through mutual efforts.</p> - -<p>The following morning I went to the Chief to propose the merger. He -refused until I offered to guarantee a food supply for both groups. -It was a safe enough promise. We had the Haydens and enough energized -rounds to kill anything that walked the forest, for at least a year or -more. I counted heavily on the fact that, within that period, we would -be able to unhinge the paralyzing weight of tribal gods and taboos. The -tribe could then be encouraged to migrate into a more fertile area.</p> - -<p>The business of negotiation was concluded in less than an hour. But the -elaborate ceremony of union lasted for two days. It was not a frequent -occurrence, and yet tribes had occasionally united in the past. There -was, therefore, a rigid body of custom proscribing the form; it was -interpreted entirely by the priest.</p> - -<p>Since I symbolized the chief of the incoming tribe, I was expected -to spend the first night in the village alone, while the rest of the -expedition shivered around the improvised fire in the <i>Olympus</i>. The -Chief sealed me in tribal brotherhood by the gift of his daughter. -Dayhan was shy, filthy, repulsive with the stench of the animal skins -she wore. Lice ran in her matted hair and grime streaked her cheeks. -She smiled at me with an idiot's grin.</p> - -<p>Yet I went willingly with Dayhan to the dark recess of the cave, -which was traditionally reserved to the new wedded. It was painfully -obvious that the success of my negotiations depended upon our mating. -I stomached my revulsion in silence. In the morning, when Dayhan first -addressed me publically as "My Lord," the tribe was satisfied.</p> - -<p>Throughout the day the ceremony became general, climaxed by the -symbolic mingling of blood. To satisfy custom, each member of the -expedition—except for the women—was paired with a tribesman of equal -status. Curiously, they seemed to accept Baiel as our high priest. With -decided misgiving, I watched while he complacently established himself -in the priest's portion of the cave.</p> - -<p>At sundown the ceremony ended. The old priest mounted a granite -pedestal erected near the fire. Raising his long arms to the sky, he -screamed guttural syllables at the gathering darkness. As the sun -tinged the distant glacial wall with scarlet, the priest looked down -upon the throng and proclaimed the need for sacrifice to brother -glacier.</p> - -<p>The members of our expedition reacted with shocked silence, but the -primitive tribe matter-of-factly went through the deadly lottery. The -chosen hunter moved out toward the sacrificial grove, followed by the -priest who held his blade naked in his hand.</p> - -<p>I cried reason at them, to hold them back. But the tribe neither heard -nor comprehended. With glazing eyes they were lost in the terrifying -ecstacy of tradition. Satisfy brother glacier, and the village would be -safe.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>At the grove Baiel suddenly joined the priest. They whispered together -for a moment. Then Baiel raised his arms and spoke.</p> - -<p>"Wait! We bring the tribe the new gods of the sun. Our gods are -stronger than brother glacier. Let them speak to the ice, and no life -need be given."</p> - -<p>"Let the new gods satisfy the old!" the tribal priest echoed.</p> - -<p>His statement gave Baiel's innovation the stamp of approval. The tribe -began to chant a sing-song thanksgiving. Baiel, like the priest, -raised his arms and shouted gibberish which they took as prayer. When -he lowered his hand, he pointed at the pile of rock in the grove. Red -flame flashed. The stones dissolved. The surrounding ice wasted into a -pool of water, slowly seeping into the blackened earth.</p> - -<p>It was a simple enough trick. Baiel had concealed a Hayden in his -sleeve. But it impressed the tribe. They sang their exaltation, -clapping hands on the broad shoulders of the young hunter who had been -spared.</p> - -<p>Baiel joined me as we walked back to the village.</p> - -<p>"I knew something had to be done, Captain Theusaman," he explained. -"Fortunately, my idea worked."</p> - -<p>"It's wrong, Baiel; all wrong."</p> - -<p>"I saved the man, didn't I?"</p> - -<p>"By substituting new gods for theirs. We want to free them, Baiel."</p> - -<p>"Is there any other way to do it?"</p> - -<p>"By teaching them the truth. By destroying their burden of gods and -superstitions—not by creating more."</p> - -<p>This amused him and he laughed. I thought his reaction was odd, but I -still misinterpreted it.</p> - -<p>For the next two months I became more and more involved in helping the -tribe find its way toward civilization. We could not impose anything -remotely like our Earth culture. The answer to the problem, without -the technique for reaching the solution, would be meaningless. But in -small things, like the brief spring thaws that slowly ate away their -planet-capping glacier, we could erode and destroy their shell of -savagery.</p> - -<p>Because of its application to my own situation with Dayhan, the first -teaching I undertook was cleanliness. On the Earth it is an old joke -that, when we build, we plan the bathing facilities first; our space -ships are notably awkward to maneuver because we include so many -elaborate baths. To us, filth equates with savagery. Cleanliness was -a concept which the tribe quickly adopted and understood, because the -reward was both visible and immediate.</p> - -<p>We erected stone culverts above the fire, melting chunks of ice and -channeling the warm water into a stone pool built inside the cave. -Following the example set by the expedition, the tribe shortly took to -daily bathing as a matter of course. We taught them to scrape the filth -from their skins, to comb the lice out of their hair.</p> - -<p>I was amazed—and enormously pleased—with the physical change a bath -brought in Dayhan. Her stringy hair took on a golden luster. Her dirty -skin softened and color came slowly into her yellow cheeks. The running -sores dried, caked, and disappeared. Instinctively she came to be aware -of her potential loveliness. She began to experiment with braiding -her hair in various ways over her slanting skull. Once I found her -trying sprigs of greenery in the knot and studying the effect in her -reflection in the bathing pool.</p> - -<p>The cave was always warm, particularly when the wind and snow howled -through the village; but it was uncomfortably crowded. Because the fire -was built at the mouth of the cave, the oxygen inside was inadequate. -We never slept through a night without feeling a nagging nausea from -the foul air we breathed.</p> - -<p>Therefore, as soon as the tribe understood how the stone culvert had -been built, we proposed building stone cabins. So rapidly had they -learned that most of the labor was performed by the tribe. The Earth -people merely advised and suggested. And we did very little of that, -allowing them a great deal of trial and error experimentation.</p> - -<p>It was the happiest time of our merger with the tribe. Everyone worked, -and worked in unison. I had never made any explanation of my point of -view to the other members of the expedition. I hadn't considered it -necessary. No Earthman was certified for space travel unless he had -first been successfully psycho-processed. In effect, that meant that -we took a scientific rather than an emotional view of any given set of -data. Since each of us was faced with an identical pattern of facts, I -assumed that each of us would approximate the same generalization.</p> - -<p>To a degree, that happened. We all realized the need to teach the -tribe; no one proposed bringing machines from the <i>Olympus</i> to give the -savages the products of our culture without their specifics. One by one -members of the expedition followed my lead and mated with the women of -the tribe.</p> - -<p>Only our own women—the fifteen astrographical clerks—and half a dozen -men held off. I failed to perceive the significance until it was too -late. The six men were Baiel's closest friends; each of them had spent -at least a year at the Academy, while the rest of us were Rankers, -traditionally considered their inferiors. And the women, being clerks -rather than crewmen, had not been psycho-processed.</p> - -<p>The breach into factions came when our village of stone huts was -completed. We were faced with the problem of heating. I wanted the -solution to be worked out by the tribe without our help. Slowly they -made progress in their efforts to discover how to build fires within -the huts without filling the rooms with smoke. They had just discovered -how to pierce the roofs with chimneys when I awoke, one morning, to -find that Baiel had presented them with a pat answer to the problem.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>During the night he had stealthily returned to the <i>Olympus</i> with four -of his men. They had brought back to the village a dozen solar heaters. -Before I was awake, he had presented the heaters to the tribe as gifts -of the sun god.</p> - -<p>In wonder the tribe gathered around the tiny machines, holding out -their hands to feel the mysterious warmth. Then they thronged at -Baiel's feet as he stood on the rock pedestal above the village fire. -They swayed and chanted their prayers which had once been reserved -solely for the majesty of brother glacier.</p> - -<p>As I approached, Baiel began to address them.</p> - -<p>"The sun god sends you these because of your obedience to his ways. -Through me—through Baiel, the high priest—he makes you promise of -even greater gifts than this, if your faith continues."</p> - -<p>The tribal chanting arose in ecstacy. The old priest knelt at Baiel's -feet, offering up a chunk of glacial ice in token of brother glacier's -submission.</p> - -<p>"There is one all-powerful god!" Baiel cried. "Only one. And I, Baiel, -I am his priest."</p> - -<p>"All-powerful; the only one," the villagers responded.</p> - -<p>It was at that point that I intervened. The tribe stared at me in -bewilderment. I took one of the heaters and dismantled it.</p> - -<p>"This was made by men," I explained. "By men like yourselves. See, this -is no more than a substance like the hard veins of metal you find in -your rocks. In time you can learn to make these as we do."</p> - -<p>For a quarter of an hour I talked, patiently repeating and -demonstrating the facts. But still their eyes were glazed with -bewilderment and the ghosts of hidden fears. Since they had no -understanding of the processing of ore, how could I explain away the -appearance of the supernatural? Even when I disassembled the machine, I -proved nothing except that I was tinged with godhood myself.</p> - -<p>Baiel stood smirking, saying nothing. When I turned on him in anger, he -said quietly:</p> - -<p>"Earthmen understand reason, Theusaman." It was the first time he had -dropped my title, and he did so intentionally. "These animals—this -amusing burlesque of real men—I'm afraid you ask too much of them."</p> - -<p>"I ask nothing but their right to survive and evolve, as we did."</p> - -<p>"But they can't. Haven't you learned that yet?"</p> - -<p>Still smiling, he slid off the pile of rock and went into the cave. I -followed him. One by one, the members of the expedition gathered around -us. Slowly fifteen women and six men grouped themselves behind Baiel. -The rest of the Earthmen were with me. Baiel was outnumbered and most -of his people were unarmed, but they faced us with a peculiarly firm -kind of confidence.</p> - -<p>"I think it's time we had an understanding," I said. "I'm still in -command here, Baiel, and—"</p> - -<p>"In command? Of a ship that will never fly again, and an expedition -that can never return to Earth? In another ten years, Theusaman, the -glacier will have moved over the <i>Olympus</i>. It will be ground into -dust."</p> - -<p>"That's hardly the point."</p> - -<p>"It writes finale to the past. It means this planet is ours—it must -be—whether we want it or not."</p> - -<p>"Ours, and theirs, Baiel."</p> - -<p>He threw back his head and laughed. "In the Academy, Theusaman, -we're taught to face reality, not to romanticize it. This tribe is -semi-human, if you like; I'm charitable enough to grant that. But they -aren't men, any more than the primitive species on the Earth were men. -Observe the skull of your—your bride, if you will; observe the idiocy -in her vacant eyes; observe—"</p> - -<p>"This is man as he was, Baiel! You pointed that out to me yourself."</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>"On the contrary, I was simply discussing the Bonn Hypothesis. I never -said I believed it. On the Earth, Theusaman, before true man appeared, -nature created a number of semi-men—homo-failures, you might say. -They weren't men; they grew to the limits of their physical potential, -but they never achieved human rationality. At the end of the Earth's -ice age, the continents were widely populated by the last of nature's -failures. Then, abruptly—we've never known where he originated, or -how—man himself came on the scene. Overnight he wiped out the half-men -and took over the planet. Man has come here, now, Theusaman; these -failures will survive only so long as we need them. At the moment, they -constitute a convenient labor force. A handful of us can control them -by controlling their gods."</p> - -<p>I drew my Hayden. "As I said, Baiel, I'm still in command of this -expedition."</p> - -<p>He shrugged. "You've out-Haydened me, naturally; any Ranker could. If I -reach for mine, you'll burn me where I stand."</p> - -<p>"I'm glad you understand that. Give me your weapons—you, Baiel, and -all your followers. Make any excuse you like to the tribe. You'll never -have an activated Hayden again, for hunting or any other purpose."</p> - -<p>Without resistance, they allowed themselves to be disarmed. I pulled -the charges on all their weapons and negativized them.</p> - -<p>"You settle everything so smoothly," Baiel laughed. "Next, of course, -you'll propose a—"</p> - -<p>I cut him short. "All the expedition is here in the cave with us. They -all understand the differences between Baiel's objectives and mine. The -issue is clear enough for a vote." Slowly the hands went up. I counted -twenty-two in Baiel's faction, more than thirty in my own.</p> - -<p>"So typical!" Baiel snorted. "So much like an Earthman! The will of the -majority—our universal cure-all for all things."</p> - -<p>"You agree to abide by it, Baiel?"</p> - -<p>His eyebrows arched in a mocking imitation of surprise. "Can an -Earthman do anything else, Captain?"</p> - -<p>"So that we won't have a repetition of this morning's episode," I -said, "I'm giving this order: None of us will return to the <i>Olympus</i> -again for any reason without my consent. If it is violated, I'll take -disciplinary action under the terms of the Space Code."</p> - -<p>There was a mutter of agreement, primarily from my faction, and the -angry meeting broke up. Nothing had been settled, except the division -of the expedition into two camps. We never worked together again in -harmony. Since Baiel's group was unarmed, their greatest potential -danger seemed to be gone; yet the village tension persisted.</p> - -<p>Baiel could no longer use his Hayden to make a spectacular display -of the power of the sun god; slowly the old priest began to reassert -the cult of brother glacier. It seemed to me that Baiel encouraged -the change; certainly he and the old priest became more intimate than -before. I wanted to order an end to their close association, but my own -faction was against it.</p> - -<p>"Baiel's harmless," they told me again and again. "Don't ride him, -Captain. Let this thing simmer down and we'll have them all on our side -again."</p> - -<p>Gradually I realized that the very existence of the <i>Olympus</i> was a -constant threat to the precarious stability of our community. There -were still countless machines aboard which could be converted into -further enervating gifts of the sun god. The <i>Olympus</i> had to be -destroyed, and yet I had no means to accomplish it.</p> - -<p>Built to withstand the extreme radiations of spatial sunlight -unfiltered by any atmosphere, the metal of the hull was immune to -the relatively low degree of heat generated by the Hayden. Only the -converted energy used to fuel the tubes could be used for emergency -welding if repairs had to be made away from our Earth bases. While -there was still a residue sealed in the tanks, I knew it was not enough -to liquidate even a part of the ship.</p> - -<p>The alternative was to move the community to a place where it would be -physically impractical to return to the <i>Olympus</i>. To the south the -land would be more fertile in any case, the game more plentiful. To -migrate had always been one of my goals for the tribe.</p> - -<p>But, when I proposed migration, I came face to face with the strongest -of their taboos. The volcanic mountains to the south were more -terrifying than brother glacier, which moved inexorably closer with -the passing years. No argument, no logic, no patient persuasion could -weaken the force of the taboo. Even Dayhan, who had learned so much, -refused to listen to me. Beyond the fire mountains lay the hunting -ground of the dead; it was forever forbidden to the living.</p> - -<p>Suddenly, one night, the sky to the south blazed orange-red as the -slumbering volcano erupted. The ground trembled and we heard long -crevices cracking through the glacial ice; a gray ash settled down from -the sky, smearing the snow heaped around our stone huts.</p> - -<p>The tribe flocked in terror to the old priest. Brother glacier, he told -them, was angry because he had been neglected; brother glacier demanded -sacrifices.</p> - -<p>Baiel stood on the stone pedestal beside the priest, smirking -helplessly. When he caught my eye, he pointed to his sleeve to show -me that it was empty. Since I had negativized his Hayden, he could do -nothing to prevent the orgy of human slaughter.</p> - -<p>I climbed the pedestal and tried reason. For a moment it seemed that -the tribe might listen. But the earth shook again and, panic stricken, -they started their lottery. Even then I would not have resorted to -Baiel's trick, if they had not chosen one of the Earthmen for the -sacrifice.</p> - -<p>I made a display of the sun god's power; it worked, of course. The old -priest responded as if he had been waiting for my cue, and swayed the -mob with him. Then Baiel began to exhort them, crying that the quaking -ground was a sign sent by his god, not brother glacier. I slid blindly -back to my stone hut, sick with self-revulsion; I felt soiled with the -same deception of which Baiel stood accused.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The next morning, while the ground still shook periodically, Baiel -returned to the <i>Olympus</i>. It was whispered on all sides, from both his -faction and my own.</p> - -<p>I had to follow him. I had to know what he was up to. But the -undercurrent of feeling ran so high, it seemed necessary to conceal my -intention. I said I was going root-digging in the forest. According to -custom, Dayhan went with me.</p> - -<p>I had taught her a great deal, but not enough to overcome her fear of -the tabooed ground. She was willing to wait for me at the edge of the -forest, just outside the sacrificial grove, but I hated to leave her -alone and relatively unprotected. With some misgiving, I gave her my -Hayden.</p> - -<p>"My Lord!" Dayhan's almond eyes widened as she fingered the weapon. It -was the first time I had allowed any of the tribe to touch an energized -Hayden.</p> - -<p>"Do you trust a woman's hand with the brother-of-the-sun?" she asked. -"Can I hope to understand the bark of your great god?"</p> - -<p>"It is only a weapon, like your spear or arrow."</p> - -<p>"So my Lord has taught me."</p> - -<p>"It will burn any animal that threatens you while you wait."</p> - -<p>"As I have seen when you go hunting. I point this small end at the -beast, and then call upon the sun god for—"</p> - -<p>"No, Dayhan. Aim well and push the small handle. It is not a god that -makes the power, but the skill of man. Do not change the nozzle dial, -or you will blast the whole forest into flame."</p> - -<p>"Enough sun-fire to burn the forest! Yet you say he is no god. I am -truly your mate, my Lord, when you share such power with me."</p> - -<p>I left the forest and walked across the ice-covered meadow toward the -glacier. Three miles away, nestled like a black beetle at the foot of -the ice wall, lay the smashed cylinder of the <i>Olympus</i>, already nearly -covered with ice and snow. A thin ribbon of smoke curled up from the -open furnace.</p> - -<p>Baiel met me at the door of the control room. Over his fraying -officer's uniform he wore a clumsy cloak of animal skins, as I did -myself. Particles of ice were frozen into his black beard, transforming -it into a jutting blade of ebony. I was suddenly aware how much he -had changed since our crash-landing. Always thin, he now appeared -emaciated. His youth was gone. Only the blaze in his blue eyes remained -the same—glittering, self-confident, determined. Denied the dress, -the grooming, the daily ritual of shaving, both Baiel and I had become -bearded, stoop-shouldered patriarchs, imposing hulks in our animal -cloaks.</p> - -<p>"I expected you would follow me," Baiel said.</p> - -<p>"Why did you come?" For a moment, I felt a peculiar warmth and pity for -him. "It's insubordination. I'll have to take disciplinary action when -we go back."</p> - -<p>"I'm only trying to help, Captain." The words seemed right, but the -voice was mocking.</p> - -<p>Baiel turned to the viewscreen and dialed the focus on the area of the -planet south of the volcanic mountains. I saw rolling hills and rich -forests, green plains watered by a network of streams; the land was a -broad peninsula surrounded by the calm, blue water of an immense sea. -There was no indication of human inhabitants.</p> - -<p>"I know you've been trying to encourage the tribe to move," Baiel -explained. "I came up here to see if I could locate a place for us to -migrate. This peninsula is ideal, Captain. It's far enough from the -glacier for agriculture to be practical, and—"</p> - -<p>"The problem isn't to find the place, Baiel, but to conquer their taboo -against migration."</p> - -<p>"But you can do that, Captain; just teach the little savages to reason -the way men do. Nothing to it." He smiled, then, and held out his hand. -"Face it, Captain Theusaman; admit you're wrong! Last night you had to -call on the gods; you couldn't control them any other way. If the sun -god orders a migration, we can have them on their way in two hours."</p> - -<p>"So you're still trying to convince me that you're right."</p> - -<p>"Of course; that's why I wanted you to follow me here. Would I have any -other reason?"</p> - -<p>His answer seemed too quick. I looked at him, frowning, but the smile -on his face was unreadable.</p> - -<p>"Tell me, Baiel: What did you really want on the <i>Olympus</i>?"</p> - -<p>He shrugged. "I came to use the viewscreen."</p> - -<p>"You risked discipline for something so foolish?"</p> - -<p>"What else? I can't bring any of the machines back to the village; you -would throw them out. I can't power the tubes and go back to Earth."</p> - -<p>It was all so glibly logical; yet I knew he was lying. I moved toward -him, snatching the fringe of his cloak in my clenching fists. "I'm -asking once again, Baiel: What did you expect to find here?"</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>"My Lord! My Lord!"</p> - -<p>Baiel and I both whirled toward the open cabin door. Dayhan was -outside, slowly crossing the last fifty feet of icy meadow toward the -ship. When Baiel saw her, the smile sagged on his lips and he sprang -from the ship.</p> - -<p>"You're on tabooed ground!" he cried. "Go back!"</p> - -<p>"I have no fear." Her words were brave, but her voice was a choked -whisper as she looked up at the towering undulations of the glacier -glaring in the sun. "Where my Lord can go, I will follow. Brother -glacier is no god. See! I defy him." She raised my Hayden and aimed it -unsteadily at the wall of ice above the <i>Olympus</i>.</p> - -<p>"No!" Baiel screamed. "The sun god will destroy you!"</p> - -<p>Baiel was ten paces ahead of me. He reached her as she fired. He -knocked the Hayden from her hand with such force that Dayhan was -thrown sprawling on the slick ground.</p> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<div class="figcenter"> - <img src="images/illus.jpg" alt=""/> -</div> - -<hr class="chap" /> - -<p>Above us tons of ice, dislodged by the Hayden blast, broke and slid -down the face of the glacier upon the <i>Olympus</i>, rocking the ship over -on its side. Baiel flung up his hands in terror, but lowered them a -moment later. Behind his facial mask of stark fear, I saw a strange -expression of uneasy surprise and calculation.</p> - -<p>I moved toward him, my fists doubled.</p> - -<p>"Even when they begin to conquer the taboos," I cried, through clenched -teeth, "you still try to prevent it!"</p> - -<p>"No, Captain; you've got it wrong. I just wanted—you—you had no right -to give her the Hayden." Baiel spoke in a hoarse, nervous whisper, -backing away from me slowly.</p> - -<p>"Dayhan's my wife."</p> - -<p>"She's still a primitive animal."</p> - -<p>I lunged at him. He turned and ran. I would have followed, but Dayhan -began to call after me frantically. I returned to help her. The ground -beneath her was stained red; a jagged blade of ice had ripped a deep -gash in her leg.</p> - -<p>With my knife I cut a strip from my fur jacket and wound it as a -tourniquet above the pulsing wound. My fingers were numb with cold. I -worked slowly and awkwardly, but at last the bleeding ceased. Dayhan -tried to stand, but she could not.</p> - -<p>"Leave me here, my Lord," she whispered. "Brother glacier is angry; he -wants my blood."</p> - -<p>"It was simply an accident, Dayhan. The glacier had nothing to do with -it."</p> - -<p>"I trod on tabooed ground. I defied him."</p> - -<p>"Man makes the taboos and the punishments and the sacrifices!"</p> - -<p>"So you have said, my Lord, and yet—"</p> - -<p>"I have taught you truth. You walked alone and without harm on tabooed -ground. You must tell that to your people. The harm came to you after -you found us, Dayhan—from Baiel. Only man is cruel to man, not the -gods."</p> - -<p>I pulled her arm around my shoulder and we began the slow, painful walk -back to the village. We had to stop frequently to rest. Twice I loosed -the tourniquet to permit the blood to circulate in her lower leg.</p> - -<p>It was four hours before we reached the edge of the forest. There two -of my men met us. They had begun to search the forest for me when Baiel -returned to the village alone. We improvised a stretcher for Dayhan and -carried her between us. The bleeding of her wound had stopped. With a -pinpoint Hayden beam, I turned a drift of snow into steam and used the -boiled water residue to cleanse the caked blood away from the cut. I -seared a strip of skin and used it as a bandage. On the gently swaying -stretcher Dayhan closed her eyes and slept.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>When we were still a quarter of a mile from the village, the chief and -a small band of his hunters met us on the forest trail.</p> - -<p>"The sun god speaks to us in a giant voice," the chief said. "It -thunders in every corner of our village!"</p> - -<p>"What does the god say?"</p> - -<p>"He orders to take up our goods and go. He gives us the hunting ground -of the dead, beyond the fire mountains."</p> - -<p>"And your people fear to obey?"</p> - -<p>"No. Your sun god is all-powerful. It is your own people who prevent -us. They hold the priest, Baiel, with his followers, imprisoned in the -cave by means of your weapons, the brothers-of-the-sun. They tell us it -is not the sun god who speaks, but Baiel himself."</p> - -<p>"They tell you truly."</p> - -<p>"But no man can have so great a voice as that we hear!"</p> - -<p>So that was why Baiel had gone back to the <i>Olympus</i>! He had returned -to the village with a portable amplifier concealed under his fur cloak. -"Baiel is no priest," I told the Chief. "He speaks for no god. The -great voice you hear is made by a machine, such a thing as this weapon -that we use to slay meat for the tribe."</p> - -<p>"You speak knowingly, Seus-man, because you, too, are a priest of the -sun. You showed us that much last night. Some of my tribe say you and -all your people are not simple priests, but brother gods."</p> - -<p>"We are men."</p> - -<p>"I have married my daughter to the brother-god of the sun!"</p> - -<p>"We are men; men!"</p> - -<p>"But have you not advised us to move, as the sun god does now? In our -blindness we have heard and not obeyed. And now the sun god gives -orders that we must be gone before he rides directly overhead; yet your -people will not allow it."</p> - -<p>"So Baiel's putting a time limit on the migration," I mused aloud. -"Why? Tell me, Chief, how it was, from the beginning."</p> - -<p>"As soon as you left, Seus-man, our old priest walked in the village, -declaring we would have a great sign from the sun today. Later the -priest, Baiel, returned and went into the cave, with some of your -people. We began to hear the voice of the sun. The others of your -people—the ones who carry the weapons—gathered outside, shooting -streaks of fire at the cave, but above it so that no man was harmed. -They cried to Baiel to come forth and give himself to them. He refused, -and so things stand. I came seeking you. Only you can intercede with -your priests so they allow us to obey the god. Come quickly, for our -time is short."</p> - -<p>We gave Dayhan's stretcher to four of the hunters. I turned to follow -the chief back to the village. Only then did he seem to notice his -daughter. With deference he glanced at her pale face. Trembling, he -asked:</p> - -<p>"She is dead?"</p> - -<p>"No; but she has been hurt."</p> - -<p>"Her Lord has punished her?"</p> - -<p>"She was harmed by a piece of ice."</p> - -<p>"Brother glacier still means to be revenged on us! If we do not hasten -to obey the voice of the sun, who will protect us?"</p> - -<p>"Protect yourselves, as men. No god has any power to equal yours."</p> - -<p>"You speak as a priest of the sun. You hold the weapon of the sun in -your hand. You are not like us."</p> - -<p>"I am no different. I am a man, the husband of your daughter. Here, -take my weapon." I thrust the Hayden into his hand. "Does it make you -different? Are you transformed into a god?"</p> - -<p>He caressed the cold metal, slowly raising the nozzle and pointing -it at a drift of snow. The red flame sputtered and steam swirled up, -coating the pines overhead with a film of ice.</p> - -<p>"The power of the sun," he whispered. "Come, Lord, we must go quickly -to our people."</p> - -<p>In the village I found the men of my faction arranged in a semi-circle -in front of the cave mouth. Huddled behind them was perhaps -three-fourths of the tribe, the women my men had taken as mates and -their families. The rest of the tribe was packed densely at the mouth -of the cave, swaying and shouting their worship as the voice of Baiel -thundered at intervals out of the darkness of the cavern.</p> - -<p>One of my men saluted raggedly, explaining how the situation had -developed. He added: "We have been aiming above their heads, trying to -frighten them away from the cave. No luck, so far."</p> - -<p>"Of course Baiel's people aren't armed?"</p> - -<p>"No, but too many of the tribe would be killed if we tried to rush the -cave."</p> - -<p>"I think we can starve them out."</p> - -<p>To hesitate was the natural result of our psycho-processing. Violence, -we had always been taught, was the resort of the disoriented, not a -solution to any problem. Even now we could not bring ourselves to give -up the pattern of our Earthly civilization.</p> - -<p>Since it was the prescribed rational procedure, I tried to talk to the -tribe. From the beginning my argument was weak, for I was opposing the -migration which I had myself advocated. It meant nothing to them when -I tried to point out the difference in motivation; but it symbolized -everything to me. The migration to a better land had to come as a -result of their conquest of tribal taboos, not as an exchange of -allegiances from brother glacier to the sun god.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>As soon as Baiel heard my voice, he began to jeer at me over the -amplifier. When I made no reply, his tone gradually changed. Over and -over he repeated the orders of the sun god, that the migration must -begin by high noon. But his mockery was slowly tainted with fear, as -the sun mounted the heavens and my armed men still held the tribe in -the village.</p> - -<p>The stretcher bearers arrived with Dayhan. She was awake. She sat up -against my shoulder, holding tight to my hand. Softly she spoke to the -tribe as I had:</p> - -<p>"It is not the gods that rule us. There are no taboos; the glacier is -but a thing of ice, without life. I have seen for myself. I have walked -unharmed on the tabooed ground. In truth, we must migrate to the south, -but my Lord has taught us that we must go of our own will and not -because of fear of the sun god."</p> - -<p>She was one of the tribe. They knew her as they knew their own -children. She spoke in their words, in terms of their concepts. It -should have convinced them, but it did not. Instead they retreated from -her, cringingly respectful, muttering among themselves that Dayhan's -mating had changed her into a brother-god.</p> - -<p>Suddenly there was a stirring at the cave mouth. The massed tribesmen -shifted aside reluctantly. Eight of the women who had been in Baiel's -faction slid down toward us, weeping with fear. At once Baiel's voice -boomed out:</p> - -<p>"The time is up. You have not obeyed. I was sent by the sun god to lead -you to safety, and you have not heeded me. The god will strike, now, -at the glacier and tear this ground from beneath your feet. I give you -one chance more. Offer up Captain Theusaman in sacrifice and I, Baiel, -will lead you to a new world. But you must make the sacrifice at once. -The god grows impatient."</p> - -<p>My men closed around Dayhan and me protectively, but at first there was -no need. The concept bewildered the tribe. They had accepted me, too, -as priest of the sun; the god could not demand my blood. According to -the theory of their superstitions, it made no sense.</p> - -<p>One of the women who had fled from the cave was brought to me. -White-faced, she twisted her hands together in anguish while she talked.</p> - -<p>"We didn't know he'd done it, Captain Theusaman—I swear it!"</p> - -<p>"Who?"</p> - -<p>"Baiel—this morning at the <i>Olympus</i>. He just told us."</p> - -<p>"But what? Speak up! Tell me!"</p> - -<p>"He put on the automatic power in the control room, timed to energize -the dorsal tubes at noon."</p> - -<p>"No harm in that. The tubes are blown. The blast will simply send open -flame soaring into the sky."</p> - -<p>"There's forty hours' residue in the tank. Baiel thought the sight of -the flame would terrify the tribe into obeying him. But he says the -ship was overturned this morning, after he had set the dials; so the -broken tubes are pointing down toward the base of the glacier."</p> - -<p>I understood the woman's terror, then, and my own body tensed with -cold fear. Instead of making a harmless display, the sun-hot energy, -blasting through the naked dorsal tubes for the next forty hours, would -be fed into the glacier and the ground beneath it. In half that time -the liquefying flame could pierce the planetary crust and reach its -molten core.</p> - -<p>As I sprang to my feet the first shock stabbed into the frozen ground. -The shattering explosion of the crumbling glacier rocked the air. In -the distance a cloud of steam arose, blood red from the flames raging -beneath it. In seconds the sun was blotted over with thick clouds. Hot -rain began to fall.</p> - -<p>The earth quivered so violently it was almost impossible to stand. Yet -still Baiel's voice boomed through the village.</p> - -<p>"Give me the blood of Theusaman and I spare the tribe!"</p> - -<p>From priest, he had become the sun god himself.</p> - -<p>The rain fell in a deluge. The snow dissolved into slush, and the -village ran with mud.</p> - -<p>Dayhan screamed. I turned and saw one of the tribal hunters atop the -stone pedestal, drawing careful aim on me with his bow and arrow. I -caught the shaft in the air with a wide angle beam from my Hayden.</p> - -<p>"Give me the blood of Theusaman!" Baiel cried.</p> - -<p>The quaking increased steadily. Small landslides of stone began -to slither from the face of the cliff. The roof of the cave shook -and sagged. The tribe backed away, swirling around me in fury and -brandishing their spears in the bleary air.</p> - -<p>The distant rending of the glacier reached a new climax of thunder, and -the deluge swelled into a torrent. The draining water became a stream, -racing muddily through the village and eating at the crumbling cliffs. -The skies darkened as if it were dusk. It was difficult to recognize -faces in the frenzy of squirming bodies.</p> - -<p>Driven by the madness of Baiel's chanting voice, many of the young -hunters threw themselves upon us. We used Haydens only as a last -resort, and the sluggish, hand-to-hand fighting in the rising mud went -on indecisively. No one was badly hurt. It was too easy to escape -clutching arms; it was too hard to know the face of friend from foe -in the gloom. Shouting voices were drowned by the rising wind, the -ceaseless din of crumbling glacial ice.</p> - -<p>Abruptly the battle was over. A terrified whisper swept the throng: -the god was gone! Someone had looked into the cave and found it empty. -Baiel and ten of his faction had fled; thirty of the tribe had departed -with them.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>The shock was paralyzing to those who stayed behind. The tribe began to -wail its lamentation. The god had deserted them! I moved from group to -group, repeating my familiar theme:</p> - -<p>"The gods can neither harm nor save you. That you must do for -yourselves."</p> - -<p>It had no effect. They stared at me with vacant eyes. They repeated -dumbly in reply: "The sun god is gone. He leaves us to the mercy of -brother glacier."</p> - -<p>The stream coursing through the village had risen slowly until it -became a raging river. Still the tribe made no effort to escape. They -had violated their code of the supernatural, and they believed they -must resign themselves to their punishment. I watched as a woman was -carried away by the flood, drowned screaming beneath a part of the -cliff which washed down upon her.</p> - -<p>During a momentary lull in the din, the old chief mounted the swaying -stone pedestal, brandishing the Hayden I had given him.</p> - -<p>"The sun god has not gone," he cried. "See, I share his power, and I -know he is still among us." He pointed the Hayden at the mouth of the -cave, and the stone crumbled in the caress of red flame. "Seus-man is -the sun god; Baiel was false, sent of evil things."</p> - -<p>"Seus-man," the crowd whispered. After a moment, they began to shout -with new hope. "Seus-man! Seus-man! Seus! Seus!"</p> - -<p>On their shoulders they lifted me up and carried me to the pedestal. As -I began to speak, I saw a wall of water moving down upon us, crested by -a foaming wave. It was the first flood tide from the melting glacier. -If it reached the village unbroken, the tribe would be wiped out.</p> - -<p>I snatched the Hayden from the Chief, aiming the point of flame at the -base of the cliff. Dirt and granite toppled into the path of the flood. -The tribe dropped on its knees in the thick mud, shouting praise of my -name.</p> - -<p>My crude dam might hold for an hour, certainly no longer. I had no time -to convince them by persuasion. It would be opposing the full violence -of reality with the thin web of philosophy. The important thing at the -moment was to lead the tribe to safety.</p> - -<p>I looked down upon them and I began to speak wearily.</p> - -<p>"I am Theusaman, god of the sun," I said. "Take up your possessions and -follow me...."</p> - -<p>Baiel had won, after all.</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>All that happened more than fifty years ago.</p> - -<p>I did lead the tribe to safety; that much I accomplished. They have -since built many villages and they have learned the art of agriculture -and of domesticating cattle. They have thrived and grown and joined -with other tribes. They will survive and someday rule their planet.</p> - -<p>As Baiel once predicted, the glacier is rapidly retreating. The process -began with the heat generated by the exposed dorsal tube of the dead -<i>Olympus</i>. Each spring the run-off of melting water is greater than the -ice which accumulates during the winter. When the glacier is gone, it -will give my people a fertile world like our own Earth.</p> - -<p>For that I am glad, because I have given them nothing else.</p> - -<p>Nothing else!</p> - -<p>I have, instead, saddled them with a hierarchy of gods. The tribes -which migrated across the sea have taken a part of my name as their -sun god; they call me Amon. Here at home they call me Zeus. Dayhan has -become Diana, the goddess of the forests. Even Baiel leaves his name -with a people settled in the desert, though to us Baal persists as a -god of evil things.</p> - -<p>Ironically, the one thing of Earth that I have given these people -is the name itself. This planet they call the Earth, unaware of any -other. They think of themselves as Earthmen. And I? I am called Zeus of -Olympus, father of all the gods!</p> - -<p>Perhaps I judge my failure too bitterly. I am an old man, now, the last -living survivor of the expedition. I have looked into the face of my -sons and my grandsons, as I have the sons and grandsons of the other -Earthmen who were with our expedition. Our children have our features, -not the slant skulls and ape arms of their mothers. Have we, by chance, -left on this lonely planet something of our potential ability as -Earthmen?</p> - -<hr class="tb" /> - -<p>Though I cannot live long enough to know the answer, I would like to -believe that we have. Because I want to believe, I leave this written -account of the truth. I address it to my sons of tomorrow—to men who -have finally made themselves free of taboo and superstition. To them -I say: Lift up your eyes to the sky, to that other Earth across the -emptiness of space. 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