Science fiction; Speculative fiction; United States -- Politics and government -- Fiction
“The government’s warships,” continued the High President, “are
scattered over the various seas. But let us assume that a number of
them were concentrated in Atlantic waters. Could a ship of the sea do
successful battle with a ship of the air, hovering directly above her
and raining death and destruction down upon her decks? I ask you, what
chance would a ship of the sea have?”
“A warship,” answered Mortimer with impatience, “could, of course, not
elevate her guns so as to bring within range anything immediately above
her.”
“Then,” exclaimed the High President triumphantly, “I am pleased to
find that our minds are in accord on at least some important points and
we can now, perhaps, come to an understanding.”
“I don’t fully catch your meaning,” said Mortimer.
“You don’t suppose,” answered the High President, “that I have held
this interview with you and disclosed our position so thoroughly simply
for the purpose of discussing political economy, or questions of
military tactics?”
“Perhaps not,” said Mortimer. “I await the explanation of your purpose.”
“It is this,” replied the High President. “I sought first to show
you the merit and justice of our cause, and next, our certitude of
success. You, Captain Mortimer, with your military experience, and you,
Professor Dean, with your scientific attainments, would be valuable
additions to our ranks--not so much for the first attack, for all the
details of that first attack are already mapped out and settled; but
for the subsequent work of organization and handling great masses of
men which must necessarily follow our preliminary successes. We shall
first attack the palace and almost simultaneously the city of New York.
We shall seize upon the persons of the King and the officers of the
Government. This preliminary success and demonstration of our power
will be accompanied by uprisings all over the East, followed a little
later by similar movements in the West and the South. How could you
lend your aid to a nobler work than the uplifting of your countrymen
in particular and of mankind in general--how engage in a more truly
patriotic task! I invite you--I beg you--to aid in this cause--to join
our ranks.”
The High President paused, with eager eyes turned upon his auditors.
For some moments they sat in silence.
“I await your answer,” said the High President, turning his gaze
directly upon Mortimer.
For yet a moment Mortimer sat speechless. At last he spoke.
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