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Unique Tales, v. 1, issue 1, June 1937
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14 UNIQUE TALES might need. We have also loaded two airtight metal suits, similar to those used in stratosphere ascents, only ours are much more massively constructed. We are leaving at five in the morning to escape as much publicity as possible; so far our venture is a secret, known only to the Board and a few mechanics who have pledged secrecy. JUNE 22, 2001 I am writing this out in space and can safely say that I am the first man to do such a thing. To look out one of the ports affords sights that would furnish poets with inspirations for life. The stars burn out like arc-lights, almost too brilliant to look at. The sun is behind us, but if I wished I could see it; I do not care to though, for it would instantly blind me. The earth has dwindled rapidly since the firing of the secondary impulse, and is now about the size of a silver dollar. My brother has just computed that we are 190,000 miles from earth. It seems incredible that we could have come so far since leaving the earth's atmosphere, but since there is no friction, and the gravity pull is negligible the slightest backward push is transformed into an increase in speed. (Later) We are about to land on the moon's surface! For the last hour the moon has been gradually moving into view until now it is almost directly before us. The craters on the moon seem enormous and the sea-beds that appear so smooth are dotted by countless pits. We have now neared so close that the moon's surface fills the entire view. Otto is preparing to switch on the braking rockets. There, the backward push is quite noticeable, and now we are landing, right on the prearranged spot, in the Sea of Tempest between
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14 UNIQUE TALES might need. We have also loaded two airtight metal suits, similar to those used in stratosphere ascents, only ours are much more massively constructed. We are leaving at five in the morning to escape as much publicity as possible; so far our venture is a secret, known only to the Board and a few mechanics who have pledged secrecy. JUNE 22, 2001 I am writing this out in space and can safely say that I am the first man to do such a thing. To look out one of the ports affords sights that would furnish poets with inspirations for life. The stars burn out like arc-lights, almost too brilliant to look at. The sun is behind us, but if I wished I could see it; I do not care to though, for it would instantly blind me. The earth has dwindled rapidly since the firing of the secondary impulse, and is now about the size of a silver dollar. My brother has just computed that we are 190,000 miles from earth. It seems incredible that we could have come so far since leaving the earth's atmosphere, but since there is no friction, and the gravity pull is negligible the slightest backward push is transformed into an increase in speed. (Later) We are about to land on the moon's surface! For the last hour the moon has been gradually moving into view until now it is almost directly before us. The craters on the moon seem enormous and the sea-beds that appear so smooth are dotted by countless pits. We have now neared so close that the moon's surface fills the entire view. Otto is preparing to switch on the braking rockets. There, the backward push is quite noticeable, and now we are landing, right on the prearranged spot, in the Sea of Tempest between
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