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The Alchemist, v. 1, issue 5, February 1941
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38 ----- ALCHEMIST ----- Until at last the streets, the lower tunnels of the lower levels, the mines, the factories, the homes, were littered with metal bodies shot through and through with star shaped splinterings. In the cities the people cowered, not knowing what blow was to fall upon them...or milled about in fear-maddened crowds, and many more died...... Then suddenly the dreadful droning, the shattering tempest, the intolerable high piping ended. And everywhere the people fell, sleeping among the dead robots, as though they had been strung to the point of breaking, sapped of strength and then absolutely relaxed. And as though it had vanished from Earth, America was deaf to cables, to all communication beyond the gigantic circle of sound. But that midnight over all Europe the drone sounded and Europe's robots began their dance of death...and when it ended a strange and silent rocket ship that had hovered high above the stratosphere sped almost with the speed of light and hovered over Asia--and next day Africa heard the drone while the black ans rored it with his tom-toms--then South America heard it and last of all far off Australia...and everywhere trapped the peoples and panic and madness took their grim toll. Until of all that animate metal horde that had fettered Earth and humanity there were a few scant hundreds left--escaped from the death dance through some variant in their constitution. And, awakening from that swift, all over Earth those who had feared and hated the robots and their slavery rose against those who had fostered the metal domination and blasted the robot factories to dust. Again the hill above the caverns opened, the (Contd On Pg 19)
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38 ----- ALCHEMIST ----- Until at last the streets, the lower tunnels of the lower levels, the mines, the factories, the homes, were littered with metal bodies shot through and through with star shaped splinterings. In the cities the people cowered, not knowing what blow was to fall upon them...or milled about in fear-maddened crowds, and many more died...... Then suddenly the dreadful droning, the shattering tempest, the intolerable high piping ended. And everywhere the people fell, sleeping among the dead robots, as though they had been strung to the point of breaking, sapped of strength and then absolutely relaxed. And as though it had vanished from Earth, America was deaf to cables, to all communication beyond the gigantic circle of sound. But that midnight over all Europe the drone sounded and Europe's robots began their dance of death...and when it ended a strange and silent rocket ship that had hovered high above the stratosphere sped almost with the speed of light and hovered over Asia--and next day Africa heard the drone while the black ans rored it with his tom-toms--then South America heard it and last of all far off Australia...and everywhere trapped the peoples and panic and madness took their grim toll. Until of all that animate metal horde that had fettered Earth and humanity there were a few scant hundreds left--escaped from the death dance through some variant in their constitution. And, awakening from that swift, all over Earth those who had feared and hated the robots and their slavery rose against those who had fostered the metal domination and blasted the robot factories to dust. Again the hill above the caverns opened, the (Contd On Pg 19)
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