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

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4     HORIZONS
THE HOLLOW GLOBE

scales, and a sudden flare of the skirt around her feet accentuated the fishy appearance of her costume, and partially concealed enormous shoes with soles fifteen inches thick. The supper part of her body was covered by a silken scarf crossed in front and tied in a bow. When she came close enough to afford a close view of her face, Sam stood staring in dumb astonishment.
     Hair red enough to burst into flame; flawless white skin; enormous green eyes under absurdly arched brows. A tiny red mouth--evidently toothless--pointed ears and a nose so long it was like the bill of some strange bird!
     She appeared as much surprised at Sam's appearance as he was at hers. Then, miraculously, a pair of gauzy wings unfolded, and with a humming noise, she arose into the air, the wings vibrating like those of some gigantic humming bird.
     "For Heaven's sake, Madam," ejaculated Sam, "what are you, a woman or a flying fish? Or some rare tropical bird?"
     "I am a woman, of course," she answered. "And I know what you are. You are one of the barbarians who refuse to accept our scientific guidance and become civilized. I've seen pictures of people like you in our museums. How did you get over the wall?"
     "I don't know," said Sam truthfully. "I just fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was here."
     "somebody in one of our new soaring machines must have caputred you and brought you in," she said. "If you will promise not to molest me, I'll come down and talk to you. You look intelligent, and not at all dangerous."
     "I won't hurt you," agreed Sam. "I don't think I'd have the nerve. By all means, come down. Are there any men around--any scientists? I want to find out a lot of things. And I haven't much time to stay."
     She came down, her wings, folded, appearing to be part of her strange attire. They were artificial, Sam decided; controlled by a huge diamond-like pin in her scarf--probably some sort of electrical device. The shoes were the means of her extraordinary manner of walking.
      "My name", she announced, "is Cherry Blossom. I'll lead you to my home so you can talk to my husband. he is going to a meeting this afternoon. They are going to discuss the expediency of space travel--they go all over the earth already-and Professor Bonehead, the inventor of the soaring machine, is going to make a speech, and later, try an experimetn to prove his theories."
     History, reflected Sam, repeats itself. "I'll talk about anything you say, old Bean," she continued. "What wouldst thous know, oh ye relic of the past? Don't be offended at my manner of speaking," she apologized, "all of our people talk that way. Now, what do you want to know?"
     "I'd like to know about your wings and shoes. Also, how did the super scientists escape the meteoric shower? You are, I suppose, one of their descendants?"
     "They went inside the earth", she answered. "And after ten years they came out and, zip! it was all over. For a while, they thought they were the only people left--then they discovered that others had escaped and these others resented their presence! That's why we built the wall--to keep you barbarians out. But I don't hate you--I envy you. I wish I were a barbarian myself.
     "The shoes and wings were invented by Madam Whizzer as a means of escape from the superior mental and physical strength of the men. If we didn't have them our husbands would shut us up at home, to keep us from being captured by barbarians. And we're not giving up our liberties."
     Sam, intent on listening to her talk, stubbed his toe on a rock and fell headlong. She very graciously assisted him to his feet and said:
     "Sorry, old Bean. But don't take it too hard; we're almost home. There's a man's road just around the corner."
     Sam plodded along hopefully, and the apri emerged upon a broad pavement flanked by grassy meadows and fields of grain. They came presently to an odd looking house. There was no door; Cherry Blossom flew in through an open window

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4 HORIZONS THE HOLLOW GLOBE scales, and a sudden flare of the skirt around her feet accentuated the fishy appearance of her costume, and partially concealed enormous shoes with soles fifteen inches thick. The supper part of her body was covered by a silken scarf crossed in front and tied in a bow. When she came close enough to afford a close view of her face, Sam stood staring in dumb astonishment. Hair red enough to burst into flame; flawless white skin; enormous green eyes under absurdly arched brows. A tiny red mouth--evidently toothless--pointed ears and a nose so long it was like the bill of some strange bird! She appeared as much surprised at Sam's appearance as he was at hers. Then, miraculously, a pair of gauzy wings unfolded, and with a humming noise, she arose into the air, the wings vibrating like those of some gigantic humming bird. "For Heaven's sake, Madam," ejaculated Sam, "what are you, a woman or a flying fish? Or some rare tropical bird?" "I am a woman, of course," she answered. "And I know what you are. You are one of the barbarians who refuse to accept our scientific guidance and become civilized. I've seen pictures of people like you in our museums. How did you get over the wall?" "I don't know," said Sam truthfully. "I just fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was here." "somebody in one of our new soaring machines must have caputred you and brought you in," she said. "If you will promise not to molest me, I'll come down and talk to you. You look intelligent, and not at all dangerous." "I won't hurt you," agreed Sam. "I don't think I'd have the nerve. By all means, come down. Are there any men around--any scientists? I want to find out a lot of things. And I haven't much time to stay." She came down, her wings, folded, appearing to be part of her strange attire. They were artificial, Sam decided; controlled by a huge diamond-like pin in her scarf--probably some sort of electrical device. The shoes were the means of her extraordinary manner of walking. "My name", she announced, "is Cherry Blossom. I'll lead you to my home so you can talk to my husband. he is going to a meeting this afternoon. They are going to discuss the expediency of space travel--they go all over the earth already-and Professor Bonehead, the inventor of the soaring machine, is going to make a speech, and later, try an experimetn to prove his theories." History, reflected Sam, repeats itself. "I'll talk about anything you say, old Bean," she continued. "What wouldst thous know, oh ye relic of the past? Don't be offended at my manner of speaking," she apologized, "all of our people talk that way. Now, what do you want to know?" "I'd like to know about your wings and shoes. Also, how did the super scientists escape the meteoric shower? You are, I suppose, one of their descendants?" "They went inside the earth", she answered. "And after ten years they came out and, zip! it was all over. For a while, they thought they were the only people left--then they discovered that others had escaped and these others resented their presence! That's why we built the wall--to keep you barbarians out. But I don't hate you--I envy you. I wish I were a barbarian myself. "The shoes and wings were invented by Madam Whizzer as a means of escape from the superior mental and physical strength of the men. If we didn't have them our husbands would shut us up at home, to keep us from being captured by barbarians. And we're not giving up our liberties." Sam, intent on listening to her talk, stubbed his toe on a rock and fell headlong. She very graciously assisted him to his feet and said: "Sorry, old Bean. But don't take it too hard; we're almost home. There's a man's road just around the corner." Sam plodded along hopefully, and the apri emerged upon a broad pavement flanked by grassy meadows and fields of grain. They came presently to an odd looking house. There was no door; Cherry Blossom flew in through an open window