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Horizons, v. 2, issue 1, whole no. 5, October 1940

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10     HORIZONS
EVOLUTION -- MAYBE

the original settlers fled to the nearest continent and finally formed the great race which was known as the Egyptians.
     "Before this, however, as the point in the earth's life when 'Evolution stopped and Progress took its place'. At this time even fewer of the people on the island were stricken with the desease until it had vanished altogether. But none of the original settlers were left, only their descendants were there, descendants who had sunk lower with each generation. At the time of the disaster in Mu, the descendants of the degenerates were spread over several continents, all in different states and stages of evolution. Then at the turning point they began to progress in their own ways, form the various races and forms of life on the planet today according to the stage they were in at the turning point.
     "So you see, just as you drew your finger along the ruler the wrong way, so have--"
     I had settled back comfortably into my chair giving my full attention to the narrative. I closed my eyes to picture the scene his words were painting. Then I sat up with a start as I realized I had been asleep. "Excuse me," I hurriedly apologised, "I didn't intend to fall asleep."
     "That's all right, sir, I'm sure I don't mind," came the reply.
     With a start I turned. The voice was not Teztos'. No, it was not Teztos; Janette the maid was busy with her broom on the veranda. "There was a gentleman here a short while ago," I began, "Have you seen him go?" But I did not hear her answer, as I stood looking at the vacant well cut lawn, and thought.
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WINGED WARRIORS

by

BASIL WELLS

     The battered little man ran grimy fingers through his thinning silvery hair. His elbows had won their battle with the sleeves of his black coat long since and the grayish shreds of his ancient shirt strove vainly to close the twin gaping holes. His twisted, curling shoes were cracked open so that the flesh of his feet showed through; stained they were with the mud of hastily improvised air raidshelters.
     Twice that day the air alarm had sounded and the terrified thousands of Detroit's workers dove for their shallow sunken shelters. And twice they had returned to their work--but not as many thousands as before.
     The little man coughed dryly and with the familiar rasping sound. His eyes brightened in retrospect. Gone now were the shell-torn streets and the flame-enshrouded buildings about him....He was back in The Capitol facing his fellow senators. He coughed nervously....
     "I tell you, gentlemen," he was shouting, "we must prepare against the unexpected blows that may befall us. If ever we are attacked openly by foreign aggressors it will be with the lightning speed of a striking serpent. No time then to build and equip an air force or train an army of flyers.
     "We need men, hundreds of them, familiar with the problems of aerial transport and engine repair. We must have thousands of aircraft in addition to our swift fighters and bombers to freight men and equipment across hundreds of miles of terrain held by the invaders.
     "Trucks and cars would be rendered, for all mass troop movements, useless by a few well-placed bombs at bridge-heads and in the congested junctions of highway arteries. Railway bridges and other strategic points along their right of way would be continually bombed out of existence behind our lines. Even our airfields would be bombed and destroyed by constant recurring waves of dive-

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10 HORIZONS EVOLUTION -- MAYBE the original settlers fled to the nearest continent and finally formed the great race which was known as the Egyptians. "Before this, however, as the point in the earth's life when 'Evolution stopped and Progress took its place'. At this time even fewer of the people on the island were stricken with the desease until it had vanished altogether. But none of the original settlers were left, only their descendants were there, descendants who had sunk lower with each generation. At the time of the disaster in Mu, the descendants of the degenerates were spread over several continents, all in different states and stages of evolution. Then at the turning point they began to progress in their own ways, form the various races and forms of life on the planet today according to the stage they were in at the turning point. "So you see, just as you drew your finger along the ruler the wrong way, so have--" I had settled back comfortably into my chair giving my full attention to the narrative. I closed my eyes to picture the scene his words were painting. Then I sat up with a start as I realized I had been asleep. "Excuse me," I hurriedly apologised, "I didn't intend to fall asleep." "That's all right, sir, I'm sure I don't mind," came the reply. With a start I turned. The voice was not Teztos'. No, it was not Teztos; Janette the maid was busy with her broom on the veranda. "There was a gentleman here a short while ago," I began, "Have you seen him go?" But I did not hear her answer, as I stood looking at the vacant well cut lawn, and thought. END :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: WINGED WARRIORS by BASIL WELLS The battered little man ran grimy fingers through his thinning silvery hair. His elbows had won their battle with the sleeves of his black coat long since and the grayish shreds of his ancient shirt strove vainly to close the twin gaping holes. His twisted, curling shoes were cracked open so that the flesh of his feet showed through; stained they were with the mud of hastily improvised air raidshelters. Twice that day the air alarm had sounded and the terrified thousands of Detroit's workers dove for their shallow sunken shelters. And twice they had returned to their work--but not as many thousands as before. The little man coughed dryly and with the familiar rasping sound. His eyes brightened in retrospect. Gone now were the shell-torn streets and the flame-enshrouded buildings about him....He was back in The Capitol facing his fellow senators. He coughed nervously.... "I tell you, gentlemen," he was shouting, "we must prepare against the unexpected blows that may befall us. If ever we are attacked openly by foreign aggressors it will be with the lightning speed of a striking serpent. No time then to build and equip an air force or train an army of flyers. "We need men, hundreds of them, familiar with the problems of aerial transport and engine repair. We must have thousands of aircraft in addition to our swift fighters and bombers to freight men and equipment across hundreds of miles of terrain held by the invaders. "Trucks and cars would be rendered, for all mass troop movements, useless by a few well-placed bombs at bridge-heads and in the congested junctions of highway arteries. Railway bridges and other strategic points along their right of way would be continually bombed out of existence behind our lines. Even our airfields would be bombed and destroyed by constant recurring waves of dive-