Classic science fiction

Spud, world-famous dummy, talks to Mars with surprising results.

Without stressing the technological aspects of the strange powers of the widely-talented ones-the psis, espers, telepaths which have been so painstakingly forecast by Stapledon, van Vogt, Weinbaum, Vance and others-Messieurs Peterson and Staub have whipped fantasy, forecasts and facts into a stirring and mentally titillating story of a too-imaginative mind.

What would it be like to live in a world which has conquered the near planets but abolished all literature?

No mortal had ever seen the Martians, but they had heard their whisperings-without knowing the terrible secret they kept hidden.

New neighbors are always exciting.

From where had these attacking Indians come?

Then his hand caught an arm and he exerted his full strength.

Roger Arcot explores the fringes of a really never forgotten world, the introduction to which is an aged manuscript De Necromantiae, and the wish, not too repressed, to pledge your soul to the Devil!

"e;Now this here planet,"e; he said cautiously, "e;is whacky in a lot of ways.

Venus was the most miserable planet in the system, peopled by miserable excuses for human beings.

Most men of middle age would welcome a chance to live their lives a second time.

Fra Rafael saw strange things, impossible things.

From ancient Martian records came the grim song of a creature whose very existence was long forgotten.

Once these irritating farewells were over with, he could begin to live as he wished and as he'd dreamed.

Minor Planets was the one solid account they had.

Revolution is not necessarily a noble thing.

When he opened the door to the shed that day, and saw the axe suspended in mid-air, he understood what was wrong.

The flight into space that made Pilot-Capt.

All she wanted was a mate and she had the gumption to go out and hunt one down.

If it was happening to him, all right, he could take that .

It was a lovable little creature, anxious to help solve the troubles of the world.

They are the aliens among us-and their ways and wonders are stranger than extraterrestrials!

Antimony IX divers can't be seen, of course .

The general was bucking for his other star-and this miserable contraption bucked right back!

This planet gave him the perfect chance to commit the perfect crime-only he couldn't remember just what it was he had committed.

An unprovoked, meaningless night attack is terrifying enough on your own home planet, worse on a world across the Galaxy.

There were two varieties of aliens-blue and bluer-but not as blue as the Earthmen!

It was a fine day at the beach for Purnie's game-but his new friends played very rough!

Channing wanted a planet.

When adopting a pet, choose the species that is most intelligent, obedient, loyal, fun to play with, yet a shrewd, fearless protector.

The dark star passed, bringing with it eternal night and turning history into incredible myth in a single generation!

Edited by H.

Here is the sequel to "e;The Mad Planet"e; by Murray Leinster.

'The Mad Planet' by Murray Leinster was the first global warming story ever written.

There is one fact no sane man can quarrel with .

Being two men rolled out of one would solve my problems-but which one would I be?

In a far distant future mankind must cope with huge insects and titanic fungus growths.

The creature from Venus didn't know right from left-and life and death hung in the balance!

You too can be a Qurono.

Outcasts of a society of physically perfect people, they couldn't stay and they couldn't go home again-yet there had to be some escape for them.

First Contact was always dangerous-but usually only to the man involved!

The weatherman was always right: Temperature, 59; humidity, 47%; occasional light showers-but of what?

No self-respecting artist can object to suffering for his art .

A Konv cylinder was the key to space-but there was one power it could not match!

It was the awfullest dream in the world, no doubt about it.

A lean wind wails through the age-old avenues of Dawningsburgh.

Certainly I see things that aren't there and don't say what my voice says-but how can I prove that I don't have my health?

Edited by H.

A gripping tale of the planet Mars and the terrible monstrosity that called its victims to it from afar-a tale of Northwest Smith.

Jules de Grandin's talk of cats and mice seemed utterly irrelevant.