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Paul + + + FIRST PRIZE $150.00 Awarded to + THE COLOR OF SPACE + + In awarding Mr. Tanner the first prize of $150.00 in our very + interesting cover contest, we were impressed, in the first + place, with the excellent way in which he developed his story. + It is a pity that too few science fiction authors consider the + story or fiction element of their work to be important enough to + demand a great deal of careful thought and preparation. + + We want emphatically to encourage these writers, who have the + knack of developing an interesting story, one that carries you + breathlessly through its incidents and comes to a natural + climax. + + Mr. Tanner further was not content to take the cover at its face + value, but he tried to analyze its meaning and penetrate its + possible significance. This he does in a very convincing manner + and we think our readers will agree that the startling + conclusion to his story was foreshadowed by what went on before. + + Mr. Tanner is, we believe, a newcomer to science fiction; yet by + the exercise of his splendid powers of observation and facility + for developing incidents, he can become a writer of no mean + excellence. + + + THE COLOR OF SPACE + +Dr. Henshaw faced his captor wrathfully. + +“Have _you_ kept me here, doped for a week?” he began. The Russian +interrupted him with a quieting gesture. + +“Wait, Doctor,” he said, “there is much that must be explained before +you indict me. Have you no curiosity regarding your kidnapping or this +room in which you find yourself?” His eloquent gesture took in the +strange metal walls, the two doors and the immense, shuttered, circular +window that covered almost all of one wall. + +“I think I understand clearly why I was kidnapped,” growled Henshaw. +“It’s that secret process of mine. Russia and France have both been +making frantic efforts to persuade me to sell. But I won’t.” + +“Really, Doctor. After my explanation I do think you will agree to sell +it to Russia. Much has happened in the week that you have been +unconscious.” And seating himself in the room’s only chair, Godonoff +went on: + +“The day after I--er--kidnapped you, a series of events were started, +resulting in a war in which Russia faces the rest of Europe. Troops have +massed on the Polish border, and the Powers expected to invade Russia +immediately. Then suddenly news came from Paris that the Eiffel Tower +had disappeared! Was this the work of Russia? Hard upon this news came +the reports of the disappearance of the Nelson monument from Trafalgar +Square, in London, and of the Woolworth Building torn from its +foundations in New York. That turned the tide. Panic attacked the +Powers. I’m afraid the morale of your Western nations is crumbling now, +Dr. Henshaw.” + +“What’s the explanation?” asked Henshaw, dazedly. + +“Just this, Doctor,” the Russian answered: “Our scientists have +succeeded in overcoming gravitation! Eight years ago, two of our +scientists, while attempting to disprove the Langmuir theory of the +construction of the atom, managed, by the use of terrific pressure, to +combine helium and fluorine. As you know, helium has never before been +combined with any element. The result was a dark green solid that was +absolutely weightless. _And further investigation showed that an +electric current passed through it caused an absolute negation of +gravity._ + +“Armed with this great weapon, our government began the construction of +three great ships, designed to fly through the atmosphere or, if +necessary, beyond it. The first was one hundred meters in diameter, and +was such a success that the others were made four times as large! It is +these vast machines that have stolen those great buildings! What do you +think will be the effect, Doctor, when Russia tells the Powers tomorrow +to search for their lost buildings on Venus? Do you think they will feel +like going to war with a nation that can accomplish such miracles?” + +“Do you expect me to believe you?” asked Henshaw cynically. + +Godonoff rose and moved over to the huge circular window. He began to +turn a wheel that opened the window’s metal shutters. + +“Due to certain work which I had accomplished in America,” he said, “the +government honored me by placing me in command of the smallest of the +machines. In order to secure your secret, Doctor, I took the liberty of +bringing you along when the machines left for Venus. You are now 170,000 +miles from the earth, and traveling fast. I offer you your return in +exchange for the secret.” + +Still smiling, Godonoff released the wheel and turned to Henshaw. + +“And, Doctor, if you care for proof....” and he gestured toward the now +uncovered window. + +Henshaw approached the window, his incredulity seemingly vanishing as he +gazed at the stupendous scene without. Stars--millions of stars--covered +the entire view. Above, below, everywhere, stars swung in a mighty sweep +around him from left to right as though the entire heaven were spinning +like a stupendous top. + +And as he gazed, earth and moon swept into view. The latter was almost +hidden behind one of two disc-like machines that hung between the earth +and Henshaw’s viewpoint. The doctor caught a glimpse of a great brassy +reflecting surface, a central apparatus resembling a solar engine, and +tremendous tentacles that held a huge building in their grasp. Then +machines, earth and moon had swept past the window and only the stars +appeared. + +When he turned, he found the Russian beside him, looking over his +shoulder. + +“Are we--rotating?” Henshaw asked, his disbelief turned to awe. + +“Yes,” Godonoff nodded, “the centrifugal force of our rotation is what +gives the effect of gravity in the car.” + +As Godonoff spoke, earth, moon and the great machines again swept into +view and this time, Henshaw was able to secure a better view of them. He +saw that the building in the grasp of the foremost machine was really +the Woolworth, and that the farther one held the Eiffel Tower in its +arms. + +The machines swept out of view, but in a few minutes appeared again. +Godonoff began proudly to explain them. + +“That brass surface reflects the greater part of the sun’s rays. +Although space is intensely cold, when the rays strike directly on +anything, they heat it up to a remarkable degree. As you see, we reflect +most of the heat from the machine’s surface; what we need is absorbed by +the solar engine in the center. Note the curved mirrors which reflect +the heat to the central cylindrical steam boiler. The steam generated +runs the turbines that generate electricity to heat and operate the +whole machine. + +“See that green globe in the middle of the machine?” he continued as the +machines swung past again, “that’s the helium fluoride. An electric +current is passed through it, when we first leave the earth, but, after +a good speed is secured, our inertia carries us on.” + +“What are those two searchlight beams?” asked Henshaw. + +“They are not light beams, Doctor. They are hollow cones of gas, lit up +by the sun. The helium fluoride is not a stable substance; it slowly +decomposes into its elements. The resulting gases are forced through +pipes and through the boiler of the solar engine, where the heat expands +them and drives them at high pressure through the nozzles you see. The +recoil of the resulting jets is used for steering the disc.” + +Henshaw turned back into the room, his eyes dazed by the view of the +rapidly revolving heavens. + +“That door,” he said, pointing, “it leads to outer space?” The Russian +eyed him narrowly and then nodded. + +“I suppose you’ve bolted it,” Henshaw went on smilingly, “so that I +can’t leap out into space and take my secret with me?” + +“Oh, no,” Godonoff answered. “It was locked when we left the earth, and +I’ve just left it that way. I’ll unlock it, but don’t think it can be +opened. With fifteen pounds of air pressure on this side and a vacuum on +the other, wild horses couldn’t open it.” + +As he spoke, he unbolted the door and stepped back, smiling. Like a +flash, Henshaw flung himself at the door, and jerking it open, fled +through. Darting down the long hall in which he found himself, he tore +open another door, and before Godonoff could gather his startled wits, +he hurled it open and was out! ... Finding himself in a well-lighted, +well-populated street, Dr. Henshaw walked calmly away. + +The next day, an admiring group of reporters listened in amazement to +Henshaw’s story of the kidnapping. + +“Godonoff’s story, the metal room, and all the rest were just staged to +put me in the proper mind to divulge my secret,” he said as he finished. +“The scene that I witnessed through the window was probably a cleverly +designed motion picture. You know how uncannily natural these +orthochromatic stereopictures are.” + +“But, Doctor,” interrupted one of the men: “It took nerve to open that +door. How did you know that you wouldn’t find yourself in interplanetary +space?” + +Henshaw’s eyes twinkled. + +“I was quite positive before I opened the door that I wasn’t in +interplanetary space. In the first place, as the Russian said, if we +were in free space, I couldn’t open it. Then, when the Russian designed +his little show, he made two rather inexcusable mistakes. In the first +place, the disc nearest me, when lighted by the sun, would have made a +reflection of such an intense brilliance that I would have been unable, +even, to look at it. Then again, he pictured the sky as it appears to us +on earth--deep blue, and sprinkled with stars. As we know, the bluish +tinge of our midnight sky is caused only by the diffusion of the faint +starlight by our atmosphere. In space, the sky would appear a black of +the deepest jet. Furthermore, there would be seen ten times as many +stars as were perceptible from the space ship. Therefore, with these +fundamental mistakes in the little drama, I was quite sure I would find +a city street beyond that door.” + + +Transcriber's note: This story appeared in the March 1930 issue of +_Science Wonder Stories_ magazine. + + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77610 *** diff --git a/77610-h/77610-h.htm b/77610-h/77610-h.htm new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b380766 --- /dev/null +++ b/77610-h/77610-h.htm @@ -0,0 +1,226 @@ +<!DOCTYPE html> +<html lang="en"> +<head> + <meta charset="UTF-8"> + <meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1.0"> + <title>The Color of Space | Project Gutenberg</title> + <link rel="icon" href="images/cover.jpg" type="image/x-cover"> + <style> + body { margin-left: 10%; margin-right: 10%; line-height: 1.25; } + h1 { text-align: center; } + h2 { margin-top: 2em; } + .italic { font-style: italic; } + .bold { font-weight: bold; } + .underline { text-decoration: underline; } + .small-caps { font-variant: small-caps; } + .signature { text-align: right; font-style: italic; margin-top: 0.5em; } + blockquote { margin: 1em 2em; } + figure { margin: 2em auto; width: 80%; max-width: 100%; text-align: center; } + figure.left { float: left; margin: 0 2em 1em 0; width: 50%; max-width: 50%; } + figure.right { float: right; margin: 0 0 1em 2em; width: 50%; max-width: 50%; } + figure.center { margin: 2em auto; display: block; } + figure img { width: 100%; height: auto; } + figcaption { margin-top: 0.5em; font-style: italic; } + .poem { margin: 1em 0; } + .poem.center { text-align: center; } + .poem.center .stanza { display: inline-block; text-align: left; } + .poem-title { text-align: center; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 1em; } + .stanza { margin-bottom: 1em; } + .line { margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; } + .indent { margin-left: 2em; } + .indent2 { margin-left: 4em; } + .indent3 { margin-left: 6em; } + .center { text-align: center; } + .milestone { text-align: center; margin: 0; } + .milestone.stars { margin: 1.25em 0; } + .milestone.stars::before { content: "* * * * *"; white-space: pre; } + .milestone.space { height: 1.25em; } + .milestone[class*="space"] { height: 1.25em; } + .milestone.space2 { height: 2.5em; } + .milestone.space3 { height: 3.75em; } + .milestone.space4 { height: 5em; } + .milestone.space5 { height: 6.25em; } + table { border-collapse: collapse; margin: 1em 0; } + td, th { border: 1px solid #ccc; padding: 0.5em; } + + /* Custom styles */ + /* canonical bookcove styles */ + + body { line-height: 1.25 } + body { margin-left: 10%; margin-right: 10%; } + h1 { margin-bottom: 2em; font-weight: normal; text-align: center; + font-size: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0; } + p { text-indent: 1.15em; margin-top: 0.1em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; + text-align: justify; } + + /* for front matter */ + .fs09 { font-size: 0.9em; } + .fs12 { font-size: 1.2em; } + .fs14 { font-size: 1.4em; } + .mt05 { margin-top: 0.5em } + .mb10 { margin-bottom: 1.0em; } + .tac { text-align: center; } + + /* for transcriber's note */ + .tn { border-top: 1px solid #999; } + .tn p { text-indent: 0; font-size: 0.9em; } + + .lineabove { padding-top: 1em; border-top: 1px solid #999; } + .it { font-style: italic; } + </style> +</head> +<body> +<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77610 ***</div> +<h1>The Color of Space</h1><div> +<figure class="center" style="width: 75%;"> + <img src="images/illus-fpc.jpg" alt="Henshaw approached the window, his incredulity vanishing."> + <figcaption>Henshaw approached the window, his incredulity vanishing.</figcaption> +</figure> +<div class="poem"> + <div class="line fs14 center">THE COLOR OF SPACE</div> + <div class="line fs12 mt05 center">By Charles R. Tanner</div> + <div class="line mb10 center">Illustrated by Frank R. Paul</div> +</div> +</div><div class="milestone space"></div><blockquote> +<div class="poem"> + <div class="line center fs09">FIRST PRIZE $150.00 Awarded to</div> + <div class="line center">THE COLOR OF SPACE</div> +</div> +<p class="it">In awarding Mr. Tanner the first prize of $150.00 in our +very interesting cover contest, we were impressed, in the +first place, with the excellent way in which he developed +his story. It is a pity that too few science fiction authors +consider the story or fiction element of their work to be +important enough to demand a great deal of careful thought +and preparation.</p> +<p class="it">We want emphatically to encourage these writers, who have +the knack of developing an interesting story, one that +carries you breathlessly through its incidents and comes +to a natural climax.</p> +<p class="it">Mr. Tanner further was not content to take the cover at +its face value, but he tried to analyze its meaning and +penetrate its possible significance. This he does in a +very convincing manner and we think our readers will agree +that the startling conclusion to his story was foreshadowed +by what went on before.</p> +<p class="it">Mr. Tanner is, we believe, a newcomer to science fiction; +yet by the exercise of his splendid powers of observation +and facility for developing incidents, he can become a +writer of no mean excellence.</p> +</blockquote><div class="milestone space"></div><div class="poem"> + <div class="line center fs12">THE COLOR OF SPACE</div> +</div><p>Dr. Henshaw faced his captor wrathfully.</p><p>“Have <em>you</em> kept me here, doped for a week?” he began. +The Russian interrupted him with a quieting gesture.</p><p>“Wait, Doctor,” he said, “there is much that must be explained before +you indict me. Have you no curiosity regarding your kidnapping or this +room in which you find yourself?” His eloquent gesture took in the +strange metal walls, the two doors and the immense, shuttered, circular +window that covered almost all of one wall.</p><p>“I think I understand clearly why I was kidnapped,” growled Henshaw. +“It’s that secret process of mine. Russia and France have both been +making frantic efforts to persuade me to sell. But I won’t.”</p><p>“Really, Doctor. After my explanation I do think you will agree to +sell it to Russia. Much has happened in the week that you have been +unconscious.” And seating himself in the room’s only chair, Godonoff +went on:</p><p>“The day after I—er—kidnapped you, a series of events +were started, resulting in a war in which Russia faces the rest of +Europe. Troops have massed on the Polish border, and the Powers expected +to invade Russia immediately. Then suddenly news came from Paris that +the Eiffel Tower had disappeared! Was this the work of Russia? Hard upon +this news came the reports of the disappearance of the Nelson monument +from Trafalgar Square, in London, and of the Woolworth Building torn +from its foundations in New York. That turned the tide. Panic attacked +the Powers. I’m afraid the morale of your Western nations is crumbling +now, Dr. Henshaw.”</p><p>“What’s the explanation?” asked Henshaw, dazedly.</p><p>“Just this, Doctor,” the Russian answered: “Our scientists have +succeeded in overcoming gravitation! Eight years ago, two of our +scientists, while attempting to disprove the Langmuir theory of the +construction of the atom, managed, by the use of terrific pressure, to +combine helium and fluorine. As you know, helium has never before been +combined with any element. The result was a dark green solid that was +absolutely weightless. <em>And further investigation showed that an +electric current passed through it caused an absolute negation of +gravity.</em></p><p>“Armed with this great weapon, our government began the construction +of three great ships, designed to fly through the atmosphere or, if +necessary, beyond it. The first was one hundred meters in diameter, and +was such a success that the others were made four times as large! It is +these vast machines that have stolen those great buildings! What do you +think will be the effect, Doctor, when Russia tells the Powers tomorrow +to search for their lost buildings on Venus? Do you think they will feel +like going to war with a nation that can accomplish such miracles?”</p><p>“Do you expect me to believe you?” asked Henshaw cynically.</p><p>Godonoff rose and moved over to the huge circular window. He began to +turn a wheel that opened the window’s metal shutters.</p><p>“Due to certain work which I had accomplished in America,” he said, +“the government honored me by placing me in command of the smallest of +the machines. In order to secure your secret, Doctor, I took the liberty +of bringing you along when the machines left for Venus. You are now +170,000 miles from the earth, and traveling fast. I offer you your +return in exchange for the secret.”</p><p>Still smiling, Godonoff released the wheel and turned to Henshaw.</p><p>“And, Doctor, if you care for proof....” and he gestured toward the +now uncovered window.</p><p>Henshaw approached the window, his incredulity seemingly vanishing as +he gazed at the stupendous scene without. Stars—millions of +stars—covered the entire view. Above, below, everywhere, stars +swung in a mighty sweep around him from left to right as though the +entire heaven were spinning like a stupendous top.</p><p>And as he gazed, earth and moon swept into view. The latter was +almost hidden behind one of two disc-like machines that hung between the +earth and Henshaw’s viewpoint. The doctor caught a glimpse of a great +brassy reflecting surface, a central apparatus resembling a solar +engine, and tremendous tentacles that held a huge building in their +grasp. Then machines, earth and moon had swept past the window and only +the stars appeared.</p><p>When he turned, he found the Russian beside him, looking over his +shoulder.</p><p>“Are we—rotating?” Henshaw asked, his disbelief turned to +awe.</p><p>“Yes,” Godonoff nodded, “the centrifugal force of our rotation is +what gives the effect of gravity in the car.”</p><p>As Godonoff spoke, earth, moon and the great machines again swept +into view and this time, Henshaw was able to secure a better view of +them. He saw that the building in the grasp of the foremost machine was +really the Woolworth, and that the farther one held the Eiffel Tower in +its arms.</p><p>The machines swept out of view, but in a few minutes appeared again. +Godonoff began proudly to explain them.</p><p>“That brass surface reflects the greater part of the sun’s rays. +Although space is intensely cold, when the rays strike directly on +anything, they heat it up to a remarkable degree. As you see, we reflect +most of the heat from the machine’s surface; what we need is absorbed by +the solar engine in the center. Note the curved mirrors which reflect +the heat to the central cylindrical steam boiler. The steam generated +runs the turbines that generate electricity to heat and operate the +whole machine.</p><p>“See that green globe in the middle of the machine?” he continued as +the machines swung past again, “that’s the helium fluoride. An electric +current is passed through it, when we first leave the earth, but, after +a good speed is secured, our inertia carries us on.”</p><p>“What are those two searchlight beams?” asked Henshaw.</p><p>“They are not light beams, Doctor. They are hollow cones of gas, lit +up by the sun. The helium fluoride is not a stable substance; it slowly +decomposes into its elements. The resulting gases are forced through +pipes and through the boiler of the solar engine, where the heat expands +them and drives them at high pressure through the nozzles you see. The +recoil of the resulting jets is used for steering the disc.”</p><p>Henshaw turned back into the room, his eyes dazed by the view of the +rapidly revolving heavens.</p><p>“That door,” he said, pointing, “it leads to outer space?” The +Russian eyed him narrowly and then nodded.</p><p>“I suppose you’ve bolted it,” Henshaw went on smilingly, “so that I +can’t leap out into space and take my secret with me?”</p><p>“Oh, no,” Godonoff answered. “It was locked when we left the earth, +and I’ve just left it that way. I’ll unlock it, but don’t think it can +be opened. With fifteen pounds of air pressure on this side and a vacuum +on the other, wild horses couldn’t open it.”</p><p>As he spoke, he unbolted the door and stepped back, smiling. Like a +flash, Henshaw flung himself at the door, and jerking it open, fled +through. Darting down the long hall in which he found himself, he tore +open another door, and before Godonoff could gather his startled wits, +he hurled it open and was out! ... Finding himself in a well-lighted, +well-populated street, Dr. Henshaw walked calmly away.</p><p>The next day, an admiring group of reporters listened in amazement to +Henshaw’s story of the kidnapping.</p><p>“Godonoff’s story, the metal room, and all the rest were just staged +to put me in the proper mind to divulge my secret,” he said as he +finished. “The scene that I witnessed through the window was probably a +cleverly designed motion picture. You know how uncannily natural these +orthochromatic stereopictures are.”</p><p>“But, Doctor,” interrupted one of the men: “It took nerve to open +that door. How did you know that you wouldn’t find yourself in +interplanetary space?”</p><p>Henshaw’s eyes twinkled.</p><p>“I was quite positive before I opened the door that I wasn’t in +interplanetary space. In the first place, as the Russian said, if we +were in free space, I couldn’t open it. Then, when the Russian designed +his little show, he made two rather inexcusable mistakes. In the first +place, the disc nearest me, when lighted by the sun, would have made a +reflection of such an intense brilliance that I would have been unable, +even, to look at it. Then again, he pictured the sky as it appears to us +on earth—deep blue, and sprinkled with stars. As we know, the +bluish tinge of our midnight sky is caused only by the diffusion of the +faint starlight by our atmosphere. In space, the sky would appear a +black of the deepest jet. Furthermore, there would be seen ten times as +many stars as were perceptible from the space ship. Therefore, with +these fundamental mistakes in the little drama, I was quite sure I would +find a city street beyond that door.”</p><div> +<div class="milestone space"></div> +<div class="tn"> +<p>Transcriber's note: This story appeared in the March 1930 issue + of <i>Science Wonder Stories</i> magazine.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div style='text-align:center'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 77610 ***</div> +</body> +</html>
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