The Planet MappersEvans, E. Everett (Edward Everett)
Science
The Planet Mappers
Evans, E. Everett (Edward Everett)
Families -- Juvenile fiction; Science fiction; Space flight -- Juvenile fiction; Space pirates -- Juvenile fiction
"Life? Here?" incredulously.
It was Jak who answered this. "Sure, Mother, there can be life-forms
anywhere. Oh, not necessarily nor even probably anything we know on
Terra. But there should be some sort of moss or lichen in the plant
line."
"Yes, it has been learned from experience there's some sort of life
almost everywhere," Jon chimed in.
"Even though most of it's so different from the basic protoplasm-type
we're used to that it's hard to realize it's really life at all," Jak
continued. "But then, remember back on Terra, the vast difference
between animal and vegetable life--so totally unlike each other. I
second Jon's plan to go out. I'd really like to see what's out there."
She sighed as if in recognition of the fact that these boys of hers
were fast becoming reliable, self-sufficient men. They were not her
babies any more. She was proud, of course--but she couldn't resist the
motherly impulse to warn, "Well, be careful, anyway."
"Sure, we will."
Jon locked all the controls in neutral, and the two boys went to put on
their suits. Knowing, as they did, the vital necessity of making sure
they were "tight" and fully equipped, they examined and inspected their
own and each other's spacesuits carefully before they opened the inner
lockdoor.
Once outside, they stood on the icy ground for several minutes to
make sure their heaters were working capably enough to keep them--and
especially their feet--warm. Finding they were as completely
comfortable as anyone ever can be inside that sort of a suit, they
started off across the frozen plain, headed for the near-distant hills
on the side of the valley closest to the ship.
Jak examined the ground about them intently as they walked, hoping
to find some sort of plant life, while Jon kept his eyes mostly on
the portable analyzer he carried, hoping they might discover valuable
deposits of inorganics. Was there any of that unknown fuel-metal here,
he wondered anxiously. Their big analyzer had not shown it as they were
coming in on the survey or landing spiral, but that did not necessarily
mean the portable wouldn't show it on closer approach, or that there
might not be some on a portion of the surface they had not yet covered
from above.
Their trips about and above the surface had, however, shown traces
of iron, manganese, gold, silver, copper and several other metals,
although not strongly enough to indicate great deposits. But Jon knew
experience had shown over the years that one of the inefficiencies of
such analyzers was that they would not show the _depth_ of a deposit.
Many times, when only a slight trace had been detected while flying
above the surface, prospectors on the ground had found veritable
bonanzas, once they started mining.
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