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Science Fiction Collector, v. 2, issue 6, May 1937

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"VENUTIAN DAUGHTER"
(Continued from page 9)

demanded. "I'm no more of a beast than you are." The ray had little effect upon Tiny's brain, and he had recuperated more swiftly than expected.
    "Who said that," queried the man. Thinking that the dead Venutian cave-man had spoken.
    "Who do you think, silly," reiterated Tiny, now standing
beside his mistress.
    "Don't tell me that that beast spoke, Miss?"
"If you don't stop calling me a beast, I'll blte you." And,
to make his words more effective, Tiny snapped shut his mouth with a very audible crunch.
     "You see," Janice explained, "Tiny has vocal chords just as human beings have. When I came here with my father
thirteen years ago, I found Tiny, then just a little ball of
fur, T found that he could talk, and so I taught him out of a book from my father's rocket."
"Then--you are Janice Hartwill!   I am Harry Northford, captain of the colony here on Venus.      I remember when I was quite young that your father's rocket was lost in apace. We traced it here to Venus, but never found its' remains. And I remember, too, that you were found missing; everyone suspected that you had secretly gone with John
Hartwell. Since then, other rockets have been built, of which my ship standing over there Is an example." He pointed to where he had
landed it when he had seen the cave-man and the beast fighting.
    Northford Invited her and Tiny Into the Interior of the rocket; The two former [sic] sat In the two upholstered       seats, while the animal lay down between them in the narrow aisle,
     When they were in the air, the girl asked about the building she had examined.
"Oh, that," replied Northford, "is probably just one of the numerous outposts of hunters — there are many of them here on Venus.
Wait till you see the colony--that's really something to talk about."
***
"There it is," exclaimed Northford, pointing out the viewplate towards a city built of many-colored metals.
     In Janice's apartment, Northford pointed out the room's equipment.
     "That's the televisor," he said; "with it, you can see and talk to anyone on Mars. Earth, or Venus."
     "Could—could I talk to my mother?" she asked, falteringly, and wondering whether her mother was alive.
     "Easily—just spell out her name on this dial—here, I'll do it for you." He twirled the knob skillfully. In a few moments a kind -faced* gray-haired old lady's image appeared upon the shiny plate
"Mother!" squeeled Janice, delighted. "Where are you?"
"I'm on Earth, Janice dear."      Then the old woman's face paled.
    "But---where's your father?"
"He's...he's"—a lump rose up in her throat, at the thought, of those bleached bones. Her mother knew that he was dead. She changed the subject.
     "Let's be thankful that you weren't killed too," she said. "But,"
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"VENUTIAN DAUGHTER" (Continued from page 9) demanded. "I'm no more of a beast than you are." The ray had little effect upon Tiny's brain, and he had recuperated more swiftly than expected. "Who said that," queried the man. Thinking that the dead Venutian cave-man had spoken. "Who do you think, silly," reiterated Tiny, now standing beside his mistress. "Don't tell me that that beast spoke, Miss?" "If you don't stop calling me a beast, I'll blte you." And, to make his words more effective, Tiny snapped shut his mouth with a very audible crunch. "You see," Janice explained, "Tiny has vocal chords just as human beings have. When I came here with my father thirteen years ago, I found Tiny, then just a little ball of fur, T found that he could talk, and so I taught him out of a book from my father's rocket." "Then--you are Janice Hartwill! I am Harry Northford, captain of the colony here on Venus. I remember when I was quite young that your father's rocket was lost in apace. We traced it here to Venus, but never found its' remains. And I remember, too, that you were found missing; everyone suspected that you had secretly gone with John Hartwell. Since then, other rockets have been built, of which my ship standing over there Is an example." He pointed to where he had landed it when he had seen the cave-man and the beast fighting. Northford Invited her and Tiny Into the Interior of the rocket; The two former [sic] sat In the two upholstered seats, while the animal lay down between them in the narrow aisle, When they were in the air, the girl asked about the building she had examined. "Oh, that," replied Northford, "is probably just one of the numerous outposts of hunters — there are many of them here on Venus. Wait till you see the colony--that's really something to talk about." *** "There it is," exclaimed Northford, pointing out the viewplate towards a city built of many-colored metals. In Janice's apartment, Northford pointed out the room's equipment. "That's the televisor," he said; "with it, you can see and talk to anyone on Mars. Earth, or Venus." "Could—could I talk to my mother?" she asked, falteringly, and wondering whether her mother was alive. "Easily—just spell out her name on this dial—here, I'll do it for you." He twirled the knob skillfully. In a few moments a kind -faced* gray-haired old lady's image appeared upon the shiny plate "Mother!" squeeled Janice, delighted. "Where are you?" "I'm on Earth, Janice dear." Then the old woman's face paled. "But---where's your father?" "He's...he's"—a lump rose up in her throat, at the thought, of those bleached bones. Her mother knew that he was dead. She changed the subject. "Let's be thankful that you weren't killed too," she said. "But," (Continued on Page 19) Page 12