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Paradox, v. 2, issue 4, whole no 8
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The Chronion No reader contributions, so a one-page Chronion this issue. Not that one is necessary, in an all t-t issue, anyway. There is an acute shortage of space, too. I'll have something to say about t-t, and Chronion policy, next time. Meanwhile, why not get whatever you think about the subject, off your chest. Short story by Robert Shaw, courtesy Bib Brother Larry. Story sic -- from Larry's scrap-book. Professor Smith had invented a time machine. This time machine was different than most because it consisted of merely of one big globe such as the common street light. He decided to try it out in his labratory so he put it in the back of his truck. It was loose in the back and when he rounded a corner the machine fell out. It was found in the gutter by a street light repair crew. Thinking it was their's they replaced a burnt out light with it. Jimmy Jones was going to a basketball game at his college. He walked from the bus stop and passed under the light(time machine). As he did he felt a slight schock and wondered what had happened but soon forgot about it. He reached the school and found it locked. He waited and when no one came decided the game had been called off On the way home he looked at a clock and saw that it was I0:45. "That's funny", he though "IT was 6:45 when I lelt home When he reached home he found his daily papers and saw one dated February I five days after he had left. He wondered what had happened when he remembered the shock under the light. HE went back determined to find out what happened. He looked at the lihht and saw something unusual in an unexplanable way. He got a ladder and clibed up not caring what happened. He began touunstrew the light when an officer who had come along asked him what he as doing. This made Jimmy drop the light which broke into a thousand pieces. THE END ------------------------------------- THE CONQUEST OF TIME By Edward C. Connor I dream of a city of the future and a city of the past, And I dream of walking through their streets Yesterday, tomorrow, or today -- it matters not. I have no fear of [illegible]re --tho the paradox may hold; And the Time Machine may blot me out forever, I am told. This morning could be tomorrow, or this afternoon last year, If the paradox were conquered, and the veil of time made clear; The passing drama of the ages would unfold before my eyes, And the science of the future, reaching to the skies. But at the fatal moment, only my past flashes to my mind-- And so one dies.
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The Chronion No reader contributions, so a one-page Chronion this issue. Not that one is necessary, in an all t-t issue, anyway. There is an acute shortage of space, too. I'll have something to say about t-t, and Chronion policy, next time. Meanwhile, why not get whatever you think about the subject, off your chest. Short story by Robert Shaw, courtesy Bib Brother Larry. Story sic -- from Larry's scrap-book. Professor Smith had invented a time machine. This time machine was different than most because it consisted of merely of one big globe such as the common street light. He decided to try it out in his labratory so he put it in the back of his truck. It was loose in the back and when he rounded a corner the machine fell out. It was found in the gutter by a street light repair crew. Thinking it was their's they replaced a burnt out light with it. Jimmy Jones was going to a basketball game at his college. He walked from the bus stop and passed under the light(time machine). As he did he felt a slight schock and wondered what had happened but soon forgot about it. He reached the school and found it locked. He waited and when no one came decided the game had been called off On the way home he looked at a clock and saw that it was I0:45. "That's funny", he though "IT was 6:45 when I lelt home When he reached home he found his daily papers and saw one dated February I five days after he had left. He wondered what had happened when he remembered the shock under the light. HE went back determined to find out what happened. He looked at the lihht and saw something unusual in an unexplanable way. He got a ladder and clibed up not caring what happened. He began touunstrew the light when an officer who had come along asked him what he as doing. This made Jimmy drop the light which broke into a thousand pieces. THE END ------------------------------------- THE CONQUEST OF TIME By Edward C. Connor I dream of a city of the future and a city of the past, And I dream of walking through their streets Yesterday, tomorrow, or today -- it matters not. I have no fear of [illegible]re --tho the paradox may hold; And the Time Machine may blot me out forever, I am told. This morning could be tomorrow, or this afternoon last year, If the paradox were conquered, and the veil of time made clear; The passing drama of the ages would unfold before my eyes, And the science of the future, reaching to the skies. But at the fatal moment, only my past flashes to my mind-- And so one dies.
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