TWO WORLDS FOR ONE By George O. Smith (author of "Dynasty of the Lost") _Professor Milton had a famous plan for ending the strife between the Western and Eastern world--split the earth in two, literally, and let each side go its way, according to its own ideals. And the trouble was that Milton could actually do what he planned!_ [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Future combined with Science Fiction Stories July-August 1950. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] Without preamble, the door swung open with a rush and a man ran into the office. He was waving a paper in one hand, but this was not the only evidence of his excitement; aside from the waved paper and his obviously breathless appearance, the man spoke as soon as he was within sight of the other man behind the desk. "Professor Milton has resigned!" The man behind the desk smiled resignedly. "Don't be too concerned, Doctor Harris. Professor Milton has resigned before; he always comes back." Doctor Harris shook his head. His agitation did not diminish, despite the calm composure of the man behind the desk. "Doctor Edwards," he explained, "you don't really understand. He--" "Look, Harris," replied Doctor Edwards, dropping the formality of title, "is there anything we can do about it?" "No," admitted Harris uncomfortably. "But you don't know what he'll be doing next." He handed the paper to the quiet man behind the desk. Doctor Edwards read: Dear Doctor Edwards: It has come to my attention that the world is in a high state of confusion. Under these trying circumstances, I feel moved to do something constructive about it. You will understand that any honest attempt to eliminate the state of strife that exists is most difficult under my present affiliations with this Institution. Ergo, I make formal resignation, knowing that a request for even a brief leave of absence would not be granted. Have no lasting fear. I may return once I have accomplished the reinstatement of peace and quiet in this troubled world. Sincerely yours, Paul Monroe Milton, Ph.D. Doctor Edwards shrugged. "This time it is the state of the world," he said. His voice held a twinge of amusement. Harris gasped. "You're not really worried!" "Of course not. There is no single man on earth capable of untangling the mess of the century." "I wonder," objected Harris. "Why?" "Professor Milton is a literal-minded genius, and a bit of a screwball. A more brilliant man has seldom existed on this earth--but he reminds me somewhat of a powerful machine running wild; neither he nor a machine has much judgment."