Zarlah the MartianGrisewood, R. Norman (Robert Norman)
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Zarlah the Martian
Grisewood, R. Norman (Robert Norman)
Mars (Planet) -- Fiction; Science fiction
[Frontispiece: "Zarlah's car was hurled upwards into space with
frightful velocity."]
Zarlah The Martian
By
R. Norman Grisewood
1909
_Zarlah, The Martian_
CONTENTS.
CHAPTER PAGE
I. THE STRANGE SHADOW
II. THE MARTIAN
III. THE VOICE FROM ANOTHER WORLD
IV. THE STORY OF MARTIAN LIFE
V. THE HAZARDOUS UNDERTAKING
VI. "AS OTHERS SEE US"
VII. THE MELODY OF FLOWERS AND ZARLAH
VIII. A HUNDRED MILES A MINUTE IN AN AERENOID
IX. THE REALIZATION OF A HOPELESS LOVE
X. ZARLAH'S CONFESSION
XI. THE DISCOVERY AT THE MARTIAN OBSERVATORY
XII. THE WARNING OF DANGER--THE RACE WITH DEATH
XIII. THE END OF A PERILOUS JOURNEY
XIV. HURLED FROM THE MOON
ZARLAH, THE MARTIAN.
CHAPTER I.
THE STRANGE SHADOW.
So thrilling were my experiences during that period, so overcrowded with
feverish action and strong emotions was each wonderful moment, and so
entirely changed are the conditions of life as I now find it, that it is
with considerable difficulty that I recall in detail all that happened
prior to my remarkable discovery which opened communication between
Earth and Mars. One says "discovery" advisedly, but let it not be
imagined that communication with the planet Mars was established as a
result of any careful and systematic research, or that I possessed a
subtle genius for astronomical science that was destined to introduce
into society what must eventually revolutionize it. Nothing could be
further from the facts. Into the daily grind of my absolutely uneventful
career, burst the almost terrifying revelations with a suddenness that
stunned me, while I was engaged in experiments of an entirely extraneous
nature. Albeit one wonders that the Martian rays, which have swept our
planet with their searching gaze for so many centuries, were not
discovered long ago. But this is anticipating my story.
I had reached the age of thirty, when, in the Spring of 19--, I sailed
out of New York harbor on board _La Provence_, en route for Paris. It
was not so much my purpose to seek pleasure as the determination to turn
my eight years of experience in the United States to some avenue of
profitable livelihood, that decided me to make the journey, although I
looked forward with no small degree of pleasant anticipation to meeting
some of my fellow students in the Académie des Sciences in Paris, where
I had received five years of excellent training.
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