The Devolutionist and the EmancipatrixFlint, Homer Eon
Science
The Devolutionist and the Emancipatrix
Flint, Homer Eon
Life on other planets -- Fiction; Science fiction
"Never mind!" exclaimed Dulnop at Corrus's crestfallen look. "I
remember that we must be ready with leaves, and the like, as soon as
the blossom appears. Blow, ye great wind-maker, and I shall feed the
flower!"
And thus it came about that two men of Sanus, for the first time in
the history of the planet, looked upon fire itself. And when they
had got it to burning well, each of them stared at his hands, and
from his hands to the little heap of "flowers"; from hands to fire
they looked, again and again; and then gazed at one another in awe.
X
AT HALF COCK
Rolla and Cunora searched for hours. They followed one creek almost
to its very beginning, and then crossed a ridge on the left and came
down another stream. Again and again Cunora found bits of mineral
such as would have deceived any one who had been less accurately
impressed than Rolla. As it afterward turned out, the very accuracy
of this impression was a great error, strange though that may seem.
Finally Rolla glanced up at the sun and sighed. "We will have to
give it up for this day," she told Cunora. "There be just time
enough to return before night." Neither said anything about the
half-rations upon which they would be fed in punishment for running
away.
So the two started back, making their way in gloomy silence through
the woods and fields of the valley. Cunora was greatly disappointed,
and soon began to show it as any child would, by maintaining a
sullenness which she broke only when some trifling obstacle, such as
a branch, got in her way. Then she would tear the branch from the
tree and fling it as far as she could, meanwhile screaming with
anger. Rolla showed more control.
It was nearing nightfall when they came within sight of the huts. At
a distance of perhaps half a mile they stopped and stared hard at
the scene ahead of them.
"Hear ye anything, Cunora?" asked the older woman.
The girl's keen ears had caught a sound. "Methinks something hath
aroused our people. I wonder--"
"Cunora!" gasped Rolla excitedly. "Think ye that Corrus and Dulnop
have succeeded in growing the flower?"
They ran nearer. In a moment it was clear that something most
certainly was arousing the people. The village was in an uproar.
"Stay!" cautioned Rolla, catching her friend's arm. "Let us use
cunning! Mayhap there be danger!"
They were quite alone in the fields, which were always deserted at
that hour. Crouching behind a row of bushes, they quickly drew near
to the village, all without being seen. Otherwise, this tale would
never be told.
For Corrus and Dulnop, after having satisfied themselves that the
wondrous flowering flower would live as long as they continued to
feed it, had immediately decided to carry it home. To do so they
first tried building the fire on a large piece of bark. Of course it
burned through, and there had been more delay. Finally Corrus
located a piece of slate, so large that a small fire could be kept
up without danger of spilling.
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