Produced by Greg Weeks, Graeme Mackreth and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net Transcribers note: This etext was produced from Astounding Stories April 1932. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. [Illustration] [Chet Ballard answers the pinpoint of light that from the craggy desolation of the moon stabs out man's old call for help.] The Finding of Haldgren _A Complete Novelette_ By Charles Willard Diffin CHAPTER I SOS The venerable President of the Federation Aeronautique Internationale had been speaking. He paused now to look out over the sea of faces that filled the great hall in serried waves. He half turned that he might let his eyes pass over the massed company on the platform with him. The Stratosphere Control Board--and they had called in their representatives from the far corners of Earth to hear the memorable words of this aged man. [Illustration: _The beasts fell into the pit beyond; their screams rang horribly as they fell._] From the waiting audience came no slightest sound; the men and women were as silent as that other audience listening and watching in every hamlet of the world, wherever radio and television reached. Again the figure of the President was drawn erect; the scanty, white hair was thrown back from his forehead; he was speaking: " ... And this vast development has come within the memory of one man. I, speaking to you here in this year of 1974, have seen it all come to pass. And now I am overwhelmed with the wonder of it, even as I was when those two Americans first flew at Kittyhawk. "I, myself, saw that. I saw with these eyes the first crude engine-bearing kites; I saw them from 1914 to 1918 tempered and perfected in the furnace of war; I saw the coming of detonite and the beginning of our air-transport of to-day. And always I have seen brave men--men who smiled grimly as they took those first crude controls in their hands; who laughed and waved to us as they took off in the 'flying coffins' of the great war; who had the courage to dare the unknown dangers of the high levels and who first threw their ships through the Repelling Area and blazed the air-trails of a new world. "And to-day I, who have seen all this, stand before you and say: 'Thank God that the spirit of brave men goes on!' * * * * * "It has never ended--that adventurer strain--that race of Viking men. We have two of them here to-night. The whole world is pausing this instant wherever men are on land or water or air to do honor to these two. "They do not know why they are here. They have been summoned by the Stratosphere Control Board which has delegated to me the honor of making the announcement." The tall figure was commandingly erect; for an instant the fire of youth had returned to him. "Walter Harkness!" he called. "Chester Bullard! Stand forth that the eyes of the world may see!"