a foreign land, father?"
"Ay, but he will return. His deer are not yet to be slain by your arrows, child. When you are Ranger at Locksley, in your father's stead, who shall then say you nay?"
"My father does not shoot the King's deer, except those past their time," answered Robin, quickly. "He tends them, and slays instead any robbers who would maltreat or kill the does. Do you think I could hit yon beast, father? He makes a pretty mark, and my arrow would but prick him?"
[Illustration: ROBIN AND HIS MOTHER GO TO NOTTINGHAM FAIR
The road wound in and about the forest, and at noon they came to a part where the trees nigh shut out the sky.]
The clerk glanced toward Mistress Fitzooth. "Dame," said he, gravely, "do you not think that here, in this cool shadow, we might well stay our travelling? Surely it is near the hour of noon? And," here he sank his voice to a sly whisper, "it would be well perhaps to let this temptation pass away from before our Robin! Else, I doubt
to a low birth rate. Now, supplied with great quantities of iron by their unremitting industry, they were moved to prodigies of multiplication.
The chairman of the Dail Committee on the Condition of the Planet Eire had spoken of them scornfully as equal to mice. They were much worse. The planetary government needed at least a pied piper or two, but it tried other measures. It imported cats. Descendants of the felines of Earth still survived, but one had only to look at their frustrated, neurotic expressions to know that they were failures. The government set traps. The dinies ate their springs and metal parts. It offered bounties for dead dinies. But the supply of dinies was inexhaustible, and the supply of money was not. It had to be stopped.
Then upon the spaceport of Eire a certain Captain Patrick Brannicut, of Boston, Earth, descended. It was his second visit to Eire. On the first he'd learned of the trouble. On his second he brought what still seemed the most probable solution. He landed ei
e failures and to "begin again," as much time is lost in thesefruitless attempts. Nothing less than !absolute integrity! is or canbe demanded of a quantitative analyst, and any disregard of thisprinciple, however slight, is as fatal to success as lack of chemicalknowledge or inaptitude in manipulation can possibly be.
NOTEBOOKS
Notebooks should contain, beside the record of observations,descriptive notes. All records of weights should be placed upon theright-hand page, while that on the left is reserved for the notes,calculations of factors, or the amount of reagents required.
The neat and systematic arrangement of the records of analyses isof the first importance, and is an evidence of careful work and anexcellent credential. Of two notebooks in which the results may be,in fact, of equal value as legal evidence, that one which is neatlyarranged will carry with it greater weight.
All records should be dated, and all observations should be recordedat once in the notebook. The making of
ent of the princesses and queens more rigorous and strict than common. By means of this policy he was enabled to go on for some months without detection, living all the while in the greatest luxury and splendor, but at the same time in absolute seclusion, and in unceasing anxiety and fear.
One chief source of his solicitude was lest he should be detected by means of his ears! Some years before, when he was in a comparatively obscure position, he had in some way or other offended his sovereign, and was punished by having his ears cut off. It was necessary, therefore, to keep the marks of this mutilation carefully concealed by means of his hair and his head-dress, and even with these precautions he could never feel perfectly secure.
At last one of the nobles of the court, a sagacious and observing man, suspected the imposture. He had no access to Smerdis himself, but his daughter, whose name was Phædyma, was one of Smerdis's wives. The nobleman was excluded from all direct intercour
ding. Speaking into an audioscriber, a machine that transmitted his spoken words into typescript, he repeated the names of the candidates as they passed.
"Cadet Candidate Tom Corbett," announced Tom, and Herbert repeated it into the audioscriber.
"Cadet Candidate Astro!" The big Venusian stepped forward.
"What's the rest of it, Mister?" inquired Herbert.
"That's all. Just Astro."
"No other names?"
"No, sir," replied Astro. "You see--"
"You don't say 'sir' to a senior cadet, Mister. And we're not interested in why you have only one name!" Herbert snapped.
"Yes, sir--uhh--Mister." Astro flushed and joined Tom.
"Cadet Candidate Philip Morgan," announced the next boy.
Herbert repeated the name into the machine, then announced, "Cadet Candidates Tom Corbett, Astro, and Philip Morgan assigned to Section 42-D."
Turning to the three boys, he indicated the spiraling slidestairs. "Forty-second floor. You'll find Section D in the starboard wing
le. He led a wicked life, and was killed by one of his own men while hunting in the forest.
And Henry, the Handsome Scholar, had not only the chest of gold for his own, but he became by and by the King of England and the ruler of all the lands that his father had had in France.
THE WHITE SHIP.
King Henry, the Handsome Scholar, had one son, named William, whom he dearly loved. The young man was noble and brave, and every-body hoped that he would some day be the King of England.
One summer Prince William went with his father across the sea to look after their lands in France. They were wel-comed with joy by all their people there, and the young prince was so gallant and kind, that he won the love of all who saw him.
But at last the time came for them to go back to England. The king, with his wise men and brave knights, set sail early in the day; but Prince William with his younger friends waited a little while. They had had so joyous a time in France that they were in no
e sure they would now add to their former pridewhat malice and rage against Shaddai, and against his Son, theycould. Wherefore, roving and ranging in much fury from place toplace, if, perhaps, they might find something that was the King's,by spoiling of that, to revenge themselves on him; at last theyhappened into this spacious country of Universe, and steer theircourse towards the town of Mansoul; and considering that that townwas one of the chief works and delights of King Shaddai, what dothey but, after counsel taken, make an assault upon that. I say,they knew that Mansoul belonged unto Shaddai; for they were therewhen he built it and beautified it for himself. So when they hadfound the place, they shouted horribly for joy, and roared on it asa lion upon the prey, saying, 'Now we have found the prize, and howto be revenged on King Shaddai for what he hath done to us.' Sothey sat down and called a council of war, and considered withthemselves what ways and methods they had best to engage
The Twelve Dancing Princesses -- The Princess Mayblossom -- Soria Moria Castle -- The Death of Koschei the Deathless -- The Black Thief and Knight of the Glen -- The Master Thief -- Brother and Sister -- Princess Rosette -- The Enchanted Pig -- The Norka -- The Wonderful Birch -- Jack and the Beanstalk -- The Little Good Mouse -- Graciosa and Percinet -- The Three Princesses of Whiteland -- The Voice of Death -- The Six Sillies -- Kari Woodengown -- Drakestail -- The Ratcatcher -- The True History of Little Goldenhood -- The Golden Branch -- The Three Dwarfs -- Dapplegrim -- The Enchanted Canary -- The Twelve Brothers -- Rapunzel -- The Nettle Spinner -- Farmer Weatherbeard -- Mother Holle -- Minnikin -- Bushy Bride -- Snowdrop -- The Golden Goose -- The Seven Foals -- The Marvellous Musician -- The Story of Sigurd
magining that, I'm right there with you."
He went back to the main building to get Gail and Captain Moggs. They went out to the 'copter hangar together.
"I've talked to the radar and loran operator," said Soames. "I explained that you wanted to see some crevasses from the air, and I'd be wandering around looking for them on the way to the rookery. He will check on us every fifteen minutes, anyhow."
* * * * *
The 'copter went up the long, sloping, bulldozed snow-ramp. Soames checked his radio contact. He nodded. The engines hummed and roared and bellowed, and the ship lifted deliberately and floated away over the icy waste.
The little helicopter was very much alone above a landscape which had never known a growing thing.
Soames kept in radar contact and when he was ready he told the base, "I'm going down now, hunting crevasses."
He let the 'copter descend. The waste was featureless, then and for a seemingly interminable time afterward. Then his estimated positio
he parish sexton. Bob Martin was held much in awe bytruant boys who sauntered into the churchyard on Sundays, to read thetombstones, or play leap frog over them, or climb the ivy in search ofbats or sparrows' nests, or peep into the mysterious aperture under theeastern window, which opened a dim perspective of descending stepslosing themselves among profounder darkness, where lidless coffins gapedhorribly among tattered velvet, bones, and dust, which time andmortality had strewn there. Of such horribly curious, and otherwiseenterprising juveniles, Bob was, of course, the special scourge andterror. But terrible as was the official aspect of the sexton, andrepugnant as his lank form, clothed in rusty, sable vesture, his small,frosty visage, suspicious grey eyes, and rusty, brown scratch-wig, mightappear to all notions of genial frailty; it was yet true, that BobMartin's severe morality sometimes nodded, and that Bacchus did notalways solicit him in vain.
Bob had a curious mind, a memory well st
a foreign land, father?"
"Ay, but he will return. His deer are not yet to be slain by your arrows, child. When you are Ranger at Locksley, in your father's stead, who shall then say you nay?"
"My father does not shoot the King's deer, except those past their time," answered Robin, quickly. "He tends them, and slays instead any robbers who would maltreat or kill the does. Do you think I could hit yon beast, father? He makes a pretty mark, and my arrow would but prick him?"
[Illustration: ROBIN AND HIS MOTHER GO TO NOTTINGHAM FAIR
The road wound in and about the forest, and at noon they came to a part where the trees nigh shut out the sky.]
The clerk glanced toward Mistress Fitzooth. "Dame," said he, gravely, "do you not think that here, in this cool shadow, we might well stay our travelling? Surely it is near the hour of noon? And," here he sank his voice to a sly whisper, "it would be well perhaps to let this temptation pass away from before our Robin! Else, I doubt
to a low birth rate. Now, supplied with great quantities of iron by their unremitting industry, they were moved to prodigies of multiplication.
The chairman of the Dail Committee on the Condition of the Planet Eire had spoken of them scornfully as equal to mice. They were much worse. The planetary government needed at least a pied piper or two, but it tried other measures. It imported cats. Descendants of the felines of Earth still survived, but one had only to look at their frustrated, neurotic expressions to know that they were failures. The government set traps. The dinies ate their springs and metal parts. It offered bounties for dead dinies. But the supply of dinies was inexhaustible, and the supply of money was not. It had to be stopped.
Then upon the spaceport of Eire a certain Captain Patrick Brannicut, of Boston, Earth, descended. It was his second visit to Eire. On the first he'd learned of the trouble. On his second he brought what still seemed the most probable solution. He landed ei
e failures and to "begin again," as much time is lost in thesefruitless attempts. Nothing less than !absolute integrity! is or canbe demanded of a quantitative analyst, and any disregard of thisprinciple, however slight, is as fatal to success as lack of chemicalknowledge or inaptitude in manipulation can possibly be.
NOTEBOOKS
Notebooks should contain, beside the record of observations,descriptive notes. All records of weights should be placed upon theright-hand page, while that on the left is reserved for the notes,calculations of factors, or the amount of reagents required.
The neat and systematic arrangement of the records of analyses isof the first importance, and is an evidence of careful work and anexcellent credential. Of two notebooks in which the results may be,in fact, of equal value as legal evidence, that one which is neatlyarranged will carry with it greater weight.
All records should be dated, and all observations should be recordedat once in the notebook. The making of
ent of the princesses and queens more rigorous and strict than common. By means of this policy he was enabled to go on for some months without detection, living all the while in the greatest luxury and splendor, but at the same time in absolute seclusion, and in unceasing anxiety and fear.
One chief source of his solicitude was lest he should be detected by means of his ears! Some years before, when he was in a comparatively obscure position, he had in some way or other offended his sovereign, and was punished by having his ears cut off. It was necessary, therefore, to keep the marks of this mutilation carefully concealed by means of his hair and his head-dress, and even with these precautions he could never feel perfectly secure.
At last one of the nobles of the court, a sagacious and observing man, suspected the imposture. He had no access to Smerdis himself, but his daughter, whose name was Phædyma, was one of Smerdis's wives. The nobleman was excluded from all direct intercour
ding. Speaking into an audioscriber, a machine that transmitted his spoken words into typescript, he repeated the names of the candidates as they passed.
"Cadet Candidate Tom Corbett," announced Tom, and Herbert repeated it into the audioscriber.
"Cadet Candidate Astro!" The big Venusian stepped forward.
"What's the rest of it, Mister?" inquired Herbert.
"That's all. Just Astro."
"No other names?"
"No, sir," replied Astro. "You see--"
"You don't say 'sir' to a senior cadet, Mister. And we're not interested in why you have only one name!" Herbert snapped.
"Yes, sir--uhh--Mister." Astro flushed and joined Tom.
"Cadet Candidate Philip Morgan," announced the next boy.
Herbert repeated the name into the machine, then announced, "Cadet Candidates Tom Corbett, Astro, and Philip Morgan assigned to Section 42-D."
Turning to the three boys, he indicated the spiraling slidestairs. "Forty-second floor. You'll find Section D in the starboard wing
le. He led a wicked life, and was killed by one of his own men while hunting in the forest.
And Henry, the Handsome Scholar, had not only the chest of gold for his own, but he became by and by the King of England and the ruler of all the lands that his father had had in France.
THE WHITE SHIP.
King Henry, the Handsome Scholar, had one son, named William, whom he dearly loved. The young man was noble and brave, and every-body hoped that he would some day be the King of England.
One summer Prince William went with his father across the sea to look after their lands in France. They were wel-comed with joy by all their people there, and the young prince was so gallant and kind, that he won the love of all who saw him.
But at last the time came for them to go back to England. The king, with his wise men and brave knights, set sail early in the day; but Prince William with his younger friends waited a little while. They had had so joyous a time in France that they were in no
e sure they would now add to their former pridewhat malice and rage against Shaddai, and against his Son, theycould. Wherefore, roving and ranging in much fury from place toplace, if, perhaps, they might find something that was the King's,by spoiling of that, to revenge themselves on him; at last theyhappened into this spacious country of Universe, and steer theircourse towards the town of Mansoul; and considering that that townwas one of the chief works and delights of King Shaddai, what dothey but, after counsel taken, make an assault upon that. I say,they knew that Mansoul belonged unto Shaddai; for they were therewhen he built it and beautified it for himself. So when they hadfound the place, they shouted horribly for joy, and roared on it asa lion upon the prey, saying, 'Now we have found the prize, and howto be revenged on King Shaddai for what he hath done to us.' Sothey sat down and called a council of war, and considered withthemselves what ways and methods they had best to engage
The Twelve Dancing Princesses -- The Princess Mayblossom -- Soria Moria Castle -- The Death of Koschei the Deathless -- The Black Thief and Knight of the Glen -- The Master Thief -- Brother and Sister -- Princess Rosette -- The Enchanted Pig -- The Norka -- The Wonderful Birch -- Jack and the Beanstalk -- The Little Good Mouse -- Graciosa and Percinet -- The Three Princesses of Whiteland -- The Voice of Death -- The Six Sillies -- Kari Woodengown -- Drakestail -- The Ratcatcher -- The True History of Little Goldenhood -- The Golden Branch -- The Three Dwarfs -- Dapplegrim -- The Enchanted Canary -- The Twelve Brothers -- Rapunzel -- The Nettle Spinner -- Farmer Weatherbeard -- Mother Holle -- Minnikin -- Bushy Bride -- Snowdrop -- The Golden Goose -- The Seven Foals -- The Marvellous Musician -- The Story of Sigurd
magining that, I'm right there with you."
He went back to the main building to get Gail and Captain Moggs. They went out to the 'copter hangar together.
"I've talked to the radar and loran operator," said Soames. "I explained that you wanted to see some crevasses from the air, and I'd be wandering around looking for them on the way to the rookery. He will check on us every fifteen minutes, anyhow."
* * * * *
The 'copter went up the long, sloping, bulldozed snow-ramp. Soames checked his radio contact. He nodded. The engines hummed and roared and bellowed, and the ship lifted deliberately and floated away over the icy waste.
The little helicopter was very much alone above a landscape which had never known a growing thing.
Soames kept in radar contact and when he was ready he told the base, "I'm going down now, hunting crevasses."
He let the 'copter descend. The waste was featureless, then and for a seemingly interminable time afterward. Then his estimated positio
he parish sexton. Bob Martin was held much in awe bytruant boys who sauntered into the churchyard on Sundays, to read thetombstones, or play leap frog over them, or climb the ivy in search ofbats or sparrows' nests, or peep into the mysterious aperture under theeastern window, which opened a dim perspective of descending stepslosing themselves among profounder darkness, where lidless coffins gapedhorribly among tattered velvet, bones, and dust, which time andmortality had strewn there. Of such horribly curious, and otherwiseenterprising juveniles, Bob was, of course, the special scourge andterror. But terrible as was the official aspect of the sexton, andrepugnant as his lank form, clothed in rusty, sable vesture, his small,frosty visage, suspicious grey eyes, and rusty, brown scratch-wig, mightappear to all notions of genial frailty; it was yet true, that BobMartin's severe morality sometimes nodded, and that Bacchus did notalways solicit him in vain.
Bob had a curious mind, a memory well st