Which would be the end except for the packages. Yes, Benson left a gross of them with me and I've been mailing them one a day to the leaders of the opposition party. I don't truly know what's in them, of course. But it's very curious that the day before the torchship left exactly one hundred and forty-four cylinders of hydrogen sulphide were missing from quartermaster stores. Coincidentally one of my C. I. friends tells me Benson had him rig up a gross of automatic releases for gas cylinders. Adding it up, it could be a good lesson for politicians to keep their noses out of science. End of Project Gutenberg's Political Application, by John Victor Peterson