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Spaceteer, issue 1, August 1947
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SPACETEER Page 12 THE MAN WHO WAS THURSDAY from ADONIS By Norm Storer "What's this", the president cried. "Who says he's Thursday?" An aide rushed in. "Sir", he stammered. "Thursday says he'll do something drastic if we don't pay attention." The man who claimed he was Thursday raged and stormed most fearfully in an outer office while these proceedings are going on. His black beard quivered and his sharp black eyes flashed fire as he demanded again and again to be shown into the presidents office. The secretaries shied away from his angry gestures and others stood around and watched his exhibition with awe in there eyes. This man claimed to be Thursday! Finally a small, timid looking man peeked into the room from the doorway leading to the presidents office and announced in a high voice, "The president will see you now, Thursday." As Thursday swaggered into the lavish presidential office, he found things in an uproar. Armed guards watched him nervously over the sights of their proton-rifles. The president himself was supported by a colonel of the space-forces and an under-sea lieutenant. "Well", Thursday demanded, "Where is it?" "Is what?", the president quavered. "Why, the drinking fountain, of course," answered Thursday. "W-w-what?" wondered the confused president, "What does this mean?" "Here you come into my office claiming to be Thursday, and now you want to know where the drinking fountain is. I don't understand." "WHERE IS THE DRINKING FOUNTAIN?" asked Thursday in angry, threatening voice. He was very angry, the others knew, and so one of them pointed across the room to a highly ornamented box that was set into the wall. Without further ado, Thursday dashed to it and for a long time, gave forth only gurgling sounds. At last he stood up and bowed. "Thank you, Gentlemen," he said and turned towards the door. But he stopped short at the sight of all the proton-guns staring him in the face. "Now we have him, Mr. President" cried the Captain of the Guards. "What do you want done with him?" "Just a minute", said the president in a commanding tone, once more master of the situation. "First, I think we ought to get an explanation from our friend here. Just what did this insane episode mean, and what was the 'drastic thing' you were going to do if you weren't admitted to my office?" "Well", laughed Thursday, "I said I was Thursday, didn't I?" "Yes", said the president, "But what would you have done if you hadn't been admitted to my office?" "I'd have died of Thurdst!" --- Finis
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SPACETEER Page 12 THE MAN WHO WAS THURSDAY from ADONIS By Norm Storer "What's this", the president cried. "Who says he's Thursday?" An aide rushed in. "Sir", he stammered. "Thursday says he'll do something drastic if we don't pay attention." The man who claimed he was Thursday raged and stormed most fearfully in an outer office while these proceedings are going on. His black beard quivered and his sharp black eyes flashed fire as he demanded again and again to be shown into the presidents office. The secretaries shied away from his angry gestures and others stood around and watched his exhibition with awe in there eyes. This man claimed to be Thursday! Finally a small, timid looking man peeked into the room from the doorway leading to the presidents office and announced in a high voice, "The president will see you now, Thursday." As Thursday swaggered into the lavish presidential office, he found things in an uproar. Armed guards watched him nervously over the sights of their proton-rifles. The president himself was supported by a colonel of the space-forces and an under-sea lieutenant. "Well", Thursday demanded, "Where is it?" "Is what?", the president quavered. "Why, the drinking fountain, of course," answered Thursday. "W-w-what?" wondered the confused president, "What does this mean?" "Here you come into my office claiming to be Thursday, and now you want to know where the drinking fountain is. I don't understand." "WHERE IS THE DRINKING FOUNTAIN?" asked Thursday in angry, threatening voice. He was very angry, the others knew, and so one of them pointed across the room to a highly ornamented box that was set into the wall. Without further ado, Thursday dashed to it and for a long time, gave forth only gurgling sounds. At last he stood up and bowed. "Thank you, Gentlemen," he said and turned towards the door. But he stopped short at the sight of all the proton-guns staring him in the face. "Now we have him, Mr. President" cried the Captain of the Guards. "What do you want done with him?" "Just a minute", said the president in a commanding tone, once more master of the situation. "First, I think we ought to get an explanation from our friend here. Just what did this insane episode mean, and what was the 'drastic thing' you were going to do if you weren't admitted to my office?" "Well", laughed Thursday, "I said I was Thursday, didn't I?" "Yes", said the president, "But what would you have done if you hadn't been admitted to my office?" "I'd have died of Thurdst!" --- Finis
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