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Science Adventure Stories, v. 1, issue 2, October 1938
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6. Science Adventure Stroies [Stars] Finally, he rose, and walked outside, to stand with his head bare in the whining winter wind. A few flakes of snow lazily sparkled in the lights from the city about him. Stretching for miles about him, its farthest limits obscured by the encroaching fog, was the city of towers. The spires grew everywhere, like some strange plant, but few were higher than the one whose roof Adman stood, the University Laboratories. His head cleared bu the [piercing?] breeze, Adman walked back into the laboratory with new resolution. Gathering about him reference books and calculating machines, he set to work again. Presently he drew close his drawing table, tacked down a league sheet, and set to work with pen, ink, and ruler. From beneath his hands grew complex patterns, , plans of machines spread across many sheets of paper. Back to his calculating machines, finally forced to sleep through sheer weariness, then again to work at the drawing board, until, after three days of almost continuous work, the plans were complete, and given to the mechanics of the laboratories. During the days following, Adman almost lived in the machine shops, [keeping?] jealous guard over the progress of his mechanism. Slowly the patterns were made, the parts cast, machined, polished to the utmost accuracy, and presently the complete form began to take shape as the parts were assembled. The machine was compact; curiously shaped coils combined in a ring three feet in diameter, supported by massive insulators above another ring of different construction. Power lines, transformers, meters, and a tiny control panel completed the form.
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6. Science Adventure Stroies [Stars] Finally, he rose, and walked outside, to stand with his head bare in the whining winter wind. A few flakes of snow lazily sparkled in the lights from the city about him. Stretching for miles about him, its farthest limits obscured by the encroaching fog, was the city of towers. The spires grew everywhere, like some strange plant, but few were higher than the one whose roof Adman stood, the University Laboratories. His head cleared bu the [piercing?] breeze, Adman walked back into the laboratory with new resolution. Gathering about him reference books and calculating machines, he set to work again. Presently he drew close his drawing table, tacked down a league sheet, and set to work with pen, ink, and ruler. From beneath his hands grew complex patterns, , plans of machines spread across many sheets of paper. Back to his calculating machines, finally forced to sleep through sheer weariness, then again to work at the drawing board, until, after three days of almost continuous work, the plans were complete, and given to the mechanics of the laboratories. During the days following, Adman almost lived in the machine shops, [keeping?] jealous guard over the progress of his mechanism. Slowly the patterns were made, the parts cast, machined, polished to the utmost accuracy, and presently the complete form began to take shape as the parts were assembled. The machine was compact; curiously shaped coils combined in a ring three feet in diameter, supported by massive insulators above another ring of different construction. Power lines, transformers, meters, and a tiny control panel completed the form.
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