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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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Various
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He
walked
over
to
the
integrating
machine,
which
as
early
as
the
year
2031
had
begun
to
replace
the
older
atomic
processes,
due
to
the
shortage
of
the
radium
series
metals.
It
was
bulky
and
heavy
compared
to
the
atomic
disintegrators,
but
it
was
much
more
economical
and
very
dependable.
Dependable--provided
some
thick-headed
stock
clerk
at
a
terrestrial
supply
station
did
not
check
in
empty
hydrogen
cylinders
instead
of
full
ones.
Forepaugh's
unwonted
curses
brought
a
smile
to
the
stupid,
good-natured
face
of
his
servant,
Gunga--he
who
had
been
banished
for
life
from
his
native
Mars
for
his
impiety
in
closing
his
single
round
eye
during
the
sacred
Ceremony
of
the
Wells.
The
Earth
man
was
at
this
steaming
hot,
unhealthful
trading
station
under
the
very
shadow
of
the
South
Pole
of
the
minor
planet
Inra
for
an
entirely
different
reason.
One
of
the
most
popular
of
his
set
on
the
Earth,
an
athletic
hero,
he
had
fallen
in
love,
and
the
devoutly
wished-for
marriage
was
only
prevented
by
lack
of
funds.
The
opportunity
to
take
charge
of
this
richly
paid,
though
dangerous,
outpost
of
civilization
had
been
no
sooner
offered
than
taken.
In
another
week
or
two
the
relief
ship
was
due
to
take
him
and
his
valuable
collection
of
exotic
Inranian
orchids
back
to
the
Earth,
back
to
a
fat
bonus,
Constance,
and
an
assured
future.
It
was
a
different
young
man
who
now
stood
tragically
before
the
useless
power
plant.
His
slim
body
was
bowed,
and
his
clean
features
were
drawn.
Grimly
he
raked
the
cooling
dust
that
had
been
forced
in
the
integrating
chamber
by
the
electronic
rearrangement
of
the
original
hydrogen
atoms--finely
powdered
iron
and
silicon--the
"ashes"
of
the
last
tank
of
hydrogen.
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