Well that’s about all there is. What Old Sam did thereafter is obscure. When the laughter finally died down, and space travel was revived, he had no part in it. For he died, about that time, of a stroke of apoplexy, brought on one day at a picnic with his wife. It seems she had forgotten the can opener. [Illustration] Transcriber’s Note: This etext was produced from Satellite Science Fiction December 1956 (vol. 1, no. 2). Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Obvious errors have been silently corrected in this version, but minor inconsistencies have been retained as printed.