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Speaker 1 (00:00):
A scientist rises by d. W. Hall. On that summer day,
the sky over New York was unflecked by clouds, and
the air hung motionless, the waves of heat undisturbed. The
city was a vast oven, where even the sounds of
(00:21):
the coiling traffic in its streets seemed heavy and weary
under the press of heat that poured down from above.
In Washington Square, the urchins of the neighborhood splashed in
the fountain, and the usual mid day assortment of mothers,
tramps and out of works lounged listlessly on the hot
park benches. As a bowl. The square was filled by
(00:44):
the torrid sun, and the trees and grass drooped like
the people on its walks. In the surrounding city, men
worked in sweltering offices in the streets rumbled with a
never ceasing tide of business. But Washington Square rested. And
then a man walked out of one of the houses
lining the square, and all this was changed. He came
(01:10):
with a calm, steady stride down the steps of a
house on the north side, and those who happened to
see him gazed with surprised interest, for he was a
giant in size. He measured at least eleven feet in height,
and his body was well formed and in perfect proportion.
He crossed the street and stepped over the railing into
(01:31):
the nearest patch of grass, and there stood with arms
folded and legs a little apart. The expression on his
face was preoccupied and strangely apart. Nor did it change when,
almost immediately from the park bench nearest him, a woman's
excited voice cried, look, look, oh, look. The people around
(01:54):
her craned their necks and stared, and from them grew
a startled murmur. Others from farther away came to see
who it cried out, and remained to gaze fascinated at
the man on the grass. Quickly the murmur spread across
the square, and from its every part, men and women
and children streamed towards a center of interest, and then
(02:17):
when they saw, backed away slowly and fearfully, with staring
eyes from where the lone figure stood. There was about
that figure something uncanny and terrible. There in the hot
mid day hush, something was happening to it which men
would say could not happen, And men seeing it backed
(02:41):
away in alarm. Quickly they dispersed. Soon there were only white,
frightened faces peering from behind buildings and trees before their
very eyes. The giant was growing. When he had first emerged,
he had been around eleven feet tall, and now within
(03:04):
three minutes he had risen close to sixteen feet. His
great body maintained its perfect proportions. It was that of
an elderly man, clad in a simple gray business suit.
The face was kind, its clear chiseled features indicating fine
spiritual strength. On the white forehead, beneath the sparse gray
(03:25):
hair were deep sunken lines which spoke of years of
concentrated work. No thought of malevolence could come from that head,
with its gentle blue eyes that showed the piece within.
But fear struck ever stronger into those who watched him,
and in one place a woman fainted. For the great
body continued to grow and grow ever faster, until it
(03:47):
was twenty feet high, then swiftly twenty five, and the feet,
still separated, were as long as the body of a
normal boy. Clothes and body grew effortlessly, the latter apparently
without pain, as if the terrifying process were wholly natural.
The cars coming into Washington Square had stopped as their
drivers sighted what was rising there, and by now the
(04:11):
bordering streets were tangled with traffic. A distant crowd of
milling people heightened the turmoil. The northern edge was deserted,
but in a large semicircle was spread a fear struck,
panicky mob. A single policeman, his face white and his
eyes wide, tried to straighten out the tangle of vehicles,
(04:31):
but it was infinitely beyond him, and he sent in
a riot call. And as the giant with the kind,
dignified face loomed silently higher than the trees in the square,
and ever higher, a dozen blue coated figures appeared and
saw a new fear too, and hung back awe stricken
at a loss what to do. For by now the
(04:54):
rapidly mounting body had risen to the height of forty feet.
Sighted voice raised itself above the general hubbub Why I
know him, I know him. It's Edgar Wesley, doctor Edgar Wesley.
A police sergeant turned to the man who had spoken,
and it and he knows you. We'll then go closer
(05:17):
to him and and ask him what it means. But
the man looked fearfully at the giant and hung back
even as they talk, his gigantic body had grown as
high as the four storied buildings lining the square, and
his feet were becoming too large for the place where
they had first been put. And now a faint smile
(05:38):
could be seen on the giant's face, an enigmatic smile
with something ironic and bitter in it. Well, then, shout
to him from here, pressed the sergeant nervously. We've got
to find out something. This is crazy, impossible, my god,
higher yet I'm faster, summoning his courage. The other man
(06:02):
cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted, doctor Wesley,
can you speak and tell us? Can we help you
to stop it? The ring of people looked up breathless
the towering figure, and a wave of fear passed over them,
and several hysterical streaks rose up as very slowly, the
(06:23):
huge head shook from side to side, but the smile
on its lips became stronger and kinder, and the bitterness
seemed to leave it. There was fear at that motion
of the enormous head, but a roar of panics sounded
from the watcher's when, with marked caution, the growing giant
(06:45):
moved one foot from the grass into the street behind,
and the other into the nearby base of Fifth Avenue
just above the arch. Fearing harm, they were gripped by terror,
and they fought back, whilst the trembling policeman tried vainly
to control them. But the panic soon ended when they
saw that the leviathan's arms remained crossed and his smile kinder.
(07:09):
Yet by now he dwarfed the houses, his body looming
a hundred and fifty feet into the sky. At this moment,
a woman at the back of the semicircle slumped to
her knees and prayed hysterically. Some one's coming out of
the house, shouted one of the closest onlookers. The door
(07:29):
of the house from which the giant had first appeared
had opened, and a figure of a middle aged, normal
sized man emerged. For a second, he crouched on the steps,
gaping up at the monstrous shape in the sky. Then
he hurried down and made a desperate run for the
nearest group of policemen. He gripped the sergeant and cried frantically,
(07:51):
that's doctor Wesley. Why don't you do something? Why don't
Who are you? The officer asked, with a return of
some authoritative men. I work for him, I'm as janitor.
But can't you do anything? Just look at him? Look?
The crowd pressed closer. What do you know about this?
(08:12):
Went on the sergeant. The man gulped and stared around wildly.
He's been working on something many years. I don't know
what for. He kept it a close secret. All I
know is that an hour ago I was up in
my room upstairs when I heard some disturbance in his
laboratory on the ground floor. I came down and knocked
on the door, and he answered from inside and said
(08:35):
everything was all right. It didn't go in no. I
went back up, and everything was quiet for a long time,
and then I heard a lot of noise down below,
a smashing, as if things were being broken. But then
I thought he was just destroying something he didn't need.
I didn't investigate. He hated to be disturbed. Then a
(08:56):
little later I heard him shouting down here in the square,
and I looked out. I saw I saw him just
just as I knew him, but a giant. Oh look
at his face, waw, Why here is the face of
a god? A god. He's as if he's looking down
on us, and and pity in us. For a moment,
(09:20):
all were silent as they gazed, transfixed at the vast
form that towered two hundred feet above them. Almost as
awe inspiring as the astounding growth was the fine, dignified,
calmness of the face. The sergeant broke in the explanation
of this must be in his laboratory. We'll go have
a look. You'll leave us there. The other man nodded,
(09:44):
but just then the giant moved again, and they waited
and watched with the utmost caution. The Titanic's shape changed
position gradually. One great foot over thirty feet in leg
soared up from the street and lowered farther away, And
then the other distant foot changed its position, and the
(10:07):
Leviathan came gently to rest against the tallest building bordering
the square, and once more folded his arms and stood quiet.
The enormous body appeared to waver slightly as a breath
of wind washed against it. Obviously, it was not gaining
weight as it grew. Almost now it appeared to float
(10:30):
in the air Swiftly. It grew another twenty five feet,
and the gray expanse of its clothes shimmered strangely as
a ripple ran over its colossal bulk, a change of
feeling came gradually over the watching multitude. The face of
the giant was indeed that of a god. In the
(10:50):
noble irony, tinged serenity of his calm features, it was
as if a further world had opened, and one of
divinity had stepped down, a further world of kindness and
fellow love, where none of the discords that bring conflicts
and slaughterings of the weary people of earth. Spiritual peace
(11:13):
radiated from the enormous face under the silvery hair, Peace
with an undertone of sadness, as if the giant knew
of the sorrows of the swarm of dwarfs beneath him,
and pitied them. From all the roofs and towers of
a city. For miles around, men saw the mammoth shape
(11:34):
and the kindly smile grow more and more tenuous against
the clear blue sky. The figure remained quietly in the
same position, his feet filling too empty streets, and under
the spell of his smile, all fear seemed to leave
the nearer watchers, and they became more quiet and controlled.
(11:55):
The group of policemen and the janitor made a dash
for the house from which the giant had come. They
ascended the steps, went in, and found the door of
the laboratory locked. They broke the door down. The sergeant
looked in any one in here. He cried. Nothing disturbed
the silence, and he entered, the others following. A long,
(12:20):
dimly lit room met their eyes, and in its middle
the remains of a great mass of apparatus that had
dominated it. The apparatus was now completely destroyed. Its dozen
rows of tubes were shattered, Its intricate coils of wire
and machinery hopelessly smashed. Fragments lay scattered all over the floor.
(12:41):
No longer was there the least shape of meaning to
anything in the room. There remained merely a litter of
glass and stone and scrap metal. Conspicuous on the floor
was a large hammer. The sergeant walked over to pick
it up, but instead paused and stared at what lay
beyond it. A body, he said, A sprawled out dead
(13:05):
man lay on the floor, his dark face twisted up,
his sightless eyes staring at the ceiling, his temple crushed
as with a hammer. Clutched tight in one stiff hand
was an automatic on his chest was a sheet of paper.
The captain reached down and grasped the paper. He read
(13:26):
what was written on it, and then he read it
to the others. There was a fool who dreamed the
high dream of the pure scientist, and who lived only
to ferret out the secrets of nature, to harness them
for his fellow men. He studied and worked and thought,
and in time came to concentrate on the manipulation of
(13:49):
the atom, especially the possibility of contracting and expanding it,
a thing of greatest potential value. For nine years he
worked along this line, hoping to succeed and give new power,
new happiness, a new horizon to mankind. Hermetically sealed in
his laboratory, self exiled from human contacts, he labored hard.
(14:14):
There came a day when the device into which the
fool had poured his life stood completed and a success.
And on that very day an agent for a certain
government entered his laboratory to steal the device. And in
that moment the fool realized what he had done, that,
apart from the apparatus he had invented, not happiness and
(14:35):
new freedom would come to his fellow men, but instead
slaughter and carnage, and drunken power increased a hundredfold. He
realized suddenly that men had not yet learned to use
fruitfully the precious powerful things given to them, but as
yet could only play with them like greedy children, and
kill as they played. Already his invention had brought death,
(15:00):
and he realized, even on this day of his triumph,
that it and its secret must be destroyed, and with
them he who had fashioned so blindly. For the scientist
was old. His whole life was the invention, and with
its going there would be nothing more. And so he
(15:21):
used the device's great powers on his own body, and then,
with those powers working on him, he destroyed the device
at all the papers that held its secrets. Was the
fool also mad, perhaps, but I do not think so.
Into his lonely laboratory with this Marauder had come the
(15:42):
wisdom that men must wait, that the time is not
yet for such power, as he was about to offer
a gesture his strange death, which you who read this
have seen. Yes, a gesture, but a useful one, for
with it he and his invention and its ardful secrets
go from you, and a fitting one, for he dies
(16:03):
through his achievement through his very life. But in a
better sense, he will not die, for the power of
his achievement will dissolve his very body among you. Infinitely,
you will breathe him in your air, and in you
he will live, incarnate, until that later time when another
will give you the knowledge he now destroys, and he
(16:25):
will see it used as he wished it used, signed
e W. The sergeant's voice ceased, and wordlessly, the men
in the laboratory looked at each other. No comment was needed.
They went out there watched from the steps of Edgar
(16:46):
Wesley's house. At first sight of the figure in the sky,
a new awe struck them. For now the shape of
the giant towered a full five hundred feet into the sun,
and it seemed almost a mirage, for an outline was
gone from it. It shimmered and wavered against a bright blue,
like a mist, and the blue shone through it, for
(17:08):
it was quite transparent. And yet still, they imagined, they
could discern the slight, ironic smile on the face, and
the peaceful, understanding light in the serene eyes, and their
hearts swelled at the knowledge of the spirit, of the courage,
of the fine, far seeing mind of that outflung Titanic martyr.
(17:28):
To the happiness of men. The end came quickly. The
great misty body rose, it floated over the city like
a wraith, and then it swiftly dispersed, even a steam
dissolves in the air. They felt a silence over the
thousands of watching people in the square, a hush broken
(17:52):
at last by a deep, low murmur of awe and wonderment,
as the final misty fragments of the vast sky held
figure wavered and melted, imperceptibly melted, and were gone from
sight in the air that was breathed by the men
whom Edgar Wesley loved. End of a Scientist Rises by D. W.
(18:18):
Hall
A scientist rises by d. W. Hall. On that summer day,
the sky over New York was unflecked by clouds, and
the air hung motionless, the waves of heat undisturbed. The
city was a vast oven, where even the sounds of
(00:21):
the coiling traffic in its streets seemed heavy and weary
under the press of heat that poured down from above.
In Washington Square, the urchins of the neighborhood splashed in
the fountain, and the usual mid day assortment of mothers,
tramps and out of works lounged listlessly on the hot
park benches. As a bowl. The square was filled by
(00:44):
the torrid sun, and the trees and grass drooped like
the people on its walks. In the surrounding city, men
worked in sweltering offices in the streets rumbled with a
never ceasing tide of business. But Washington Square rested. And
then a man walked out of one of the houses
lining the square, and all this was changed. He came
(01:10):
with a calm, steady stride down the steps of a
house on the north side, and those who happened to
see him gazed with surprised interest, for he was a
giant in size. He measured at least eleven feet in height,
and his body was well formed and in perfect proportion.
He crossed the street and stepped over the railing into
(01:31):
the nearest patch of grass, and there stood with arms
folded and legs a little apart. The expression on his
face was preoccupied and strangely apart. Nor did it change when,
almost immediately from the park bench nearest him, a woman's
excited voice cried, look, look, oh, look. The people around
(01:54):
her craned their necks and stared, and from them grew
a startled murmur. Others from farther away came to see
who it cried out, and remained to gaze fascinated at
the man on the grass. Quickly the murmur spread across
the square, and from its every part, men and women
and children streamed towards a center of interest, and then
(02:17):
when they saw, backed away slowly and fearfully, with staring
eyes from where the lone figure stood. There was about
that figure something uncanny and terrible. There in the hot
mid day hush, something was happening to it which men
would say could not happen, And men seeing it backed
(02:41):
away in alarm. Quickly they dispersed. Soon there were only white,
frightened faces peering from behind buildings and trees before their
very eyes. The giant was growing. When he had first emerged,
he had been around eleven feet tall, and now within
(03:04):
three minutes he had risen close to sixteen feet. His
great body maintained its perfect proportions. It was that of
an elderly man, clad in a simple gray business suit.
The face was kind, its clear chiseled features indicating fine
spiritual strength. On the white forehead, beneath the sparse gray
(03:25):
hair were deep sunken lines which spoke of years of
concentrated work. No thought of malevolence could come from that head,
with its gentle blue eyes that showed the piece within.
But fear struck ever stronger into those who watched him,
and in one place a woman fainted. For the great
body continued to grow and grow ever faster, until it
(03:47):
was twenty feet high, then swiftly twenty five, and the feet,
still separated, were as long as the body of a
normal boy. Clothes and body grew effortlessly, the latter apparently
without pain, as if the terrifying process were wholly natural.
The cars coming into Washington Square had stopped as their
drivers sighted what was rising there, and by now the
(04:11):
bordering streets were tangled with traffic. A distant crowd of
milling people heightened the turmoil. The northern edge was deserted,
but in a large semicircle was spread a fear struck,
panicky mob. A single policeman, his face white and his
eyes wide, tried to straighten out the tangle of vehicles,
(04:31):
but it was infinitely beyond him, and he sent in
a riot call. And as the giant with the kind,
dignified face loomed silently higher than the trees in the square,
and ever higher, a dozen blue coated figures appeared and
saw a new fear too, and hung back awe stricken
at a loss what to do. For by now the
(04:54):
rapidly mounting body had risen to the height of forty feet.
Sighted voice raised itself above the general hubbub Why I
know him, I know him. It's Edgar Wesley, doctor Edgar Wesley.
A police sergeant turned to the man who had spoken,
and it and he knows you. We'll then go closer
(05:17):
to him and and ask him what it means. But
the man looked fearfully at the giant and hung back
even as they talk, his gigantic body had grown as
high as the four storied buildings lining the square, and
his feet were becoming too large for the place where
they had first been put. And now a faint smile
(05:38):
could be seen on the giant's face, an enigmatic smile
with something ironic and bitter in it. Well, then, shout
to him from here, pressed the sergeant nervously. We've got
to find out something. This is crazy, impossible, my god,
higher yet I'm faster, summoning his courage. The other man
(06:02):
cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted, doctor Wesley,
can you speak and tell us? Can we help you
to stop it? The ring of people looked up breathless
the towering figure, and a wave of fear passed over them,
and several hysterical streaks rose up as very slowly, the
(06:23):
huge head shook from side to side, but the smile
on its lips became stronger and kinder, and the bitterness
seemed to leave it. There was fear at that motion
of the enormous head, but a roar of panics sounded
from the watcher's when, with marked caution, the growing giant
(06:45):
moved one foot from the grass into the street behind,
and the other into the nearby base of Fifth Avenue
just above the arch. Fearing harm, they were gripped by terror,
and they fought back, whilst the trembling policeman tried vainly
to control them. But the panic soon ended when they
saw that the leviathan's arms remained crossed and his smile kinder.
(07:09):
Yet by now he dwarfed the houses, his body looming
a hundred and fifty feet into the sky. At this moment,
a woman at the back of the semicircle slumped to
her knees and prayed hysterically. Some one's coming out of
the house, shouted one of the closest onlookers. The door
(07:29):
of the house from which the giant had first appeared
had opened, and a figure of a middle aged, normal
sized man emerged. For a second, he crouched on the steps,
gaping up at the monstrous shape in the sky. Then
he hurried down and made a desperate run for the
nearest group of policemen. He gripped the sergeant and cried frantically,
(07:51):
that's doctor Wesley. Why don't you do something? Why don't
Who are you? The officer asked, with a return of
some authoritative men. I work for him, I'm as janitor.
But can't you do anything? Just look at him? Look?
The crowd pressed closer. What do you know about this?
(08:12):
Went on the sergeant. The man gulped and stared around wildly.
He's been working on something many years. I don't know
what for. He kept it a close secret. All I
know is that an hour ago I was up in
my room upstairs when I heard some disturbance in his
laboratory on the ground floor. I came down and knocked
on the door, and he answered from inside and said
(08:35):
everything was all right. It didn't go in no. I
went back up, and everything was quiet for a long time,
and then I heard a lot of noise down below,
a smashing, as if things were being broken. But then
I thought he was just destroying something he didn't need.
I didn't investigate. He hated to be disturbed. Then a
(08:56):
little later I heard him shouting down here in the square,
and I looked out. I saw I saw him just
just as I knew him, but a giant. Oh look
at his face, waw, Why here is the face of
a god? A god. He's as if he's looking down
on us, and and pity in us. For a moment,
(09:20):
all were silent as they gazed, transfixed at the vast
form that towered two hundred feet above them. Almost as
awe inspiring as the astounding growth was the fine, dignified,
calmness of the face. The sergeant broke in the explanation
of this must be in his laboratory. We'll go have
a look. You'll leave us there. The other man nodded,
(09:44):
but just then the giant moved again, and they waited
and watched with the utmost caution. The Titanic's shape changed
position gradually. One great foot over thirty feet in leg
soared up from the street and lowered farther away, And
then the other distant foot changed its position, and the
(10:07):
Leviathan came gently to rest against the tallest building bordering
the square, and once more folded his arms and stood quiet.
The enormous body appeared to waver slightly as a breath
of wind washed against it. Obviously, it was not gaining
weight as it grew. Almost now it appeared to float
(10:30):
in the air Swiftly. It grew another twenty five feet,
and the gray expanse of its clothes shimmered strangely as
a ripple ran over its colossal bulk, a change of
feeling came gradually over the watching multitude. The face of
the giant was indeed that of a god. In the
(10:50):
noble irony, tinged serenity of his calm features, it was
as if a further world had opened, and one of
divinity had stepped down, a further world of kindness and
fellow love, where none of the discords that bring conflicts
and slaughterings of the weary people of earth. Spiritual peace
(11:13):
radiated from the enormous face under the silvery hair, Peace
with an undertone of sadness, as if the giant knew
of the sorrows of the swarm of dwarfs beneath him,
and pitied them. From all the roofs and towers of
a city. For miles around, men saw the mammoth shape
(11:34):
and the kindly smile grow more and more tenuous against
the clear blue sky. The figure remained quietly in the
same position, his feet filling too empty streets, and under
the spell of his smile, all fear seemed to leave
the nearer watchers, and they became more quiet and controlled.
(11:55):
The group of policemen and the janitor made a dash
for the house from which the giant had come. They
ascended the steps, went in, and found the door of
the laboratory locked. They broke the door down. The sergeant
looked in any one in here. He cried. Nothing disturbed
the silence, and he entered, the others following. A long,
(12:20):
dimly lit room met their eyes, and in its middle
the remains of a great mass of apparatus that had
dominated it. The apparatus was now completely destroyed. Its dozen
rows of tubes were shattered, Its intricate coils of wire
and machinery hopelessly smashed. Fragments lay scattered all over the floor.
(12:41):
No longer was there the least shape of meaning to
anything in the room. There remained merely a litter of
glass and stone and scrap metal. Conspicuous on the floor
was a large hammer. The sergeant walked over to pick
it up, but instead paused and stared at what lay
beyond it. A body, he said, A sprawled out dead
(13:05):
man lay on the floor, his dark face twisted up,
his sightless eyes staring at the ceiling, his temple crushed
as with a hammer. Clutched tight in one stiff hand
was an automatic on his chest was a sheet of paper.
The captain reached down and grasped the paper. He read
(13:26):
what was written on it, and then he read it
to the others. There was a fool who dreamed the
high dream of the pure scientist, and who lived only
to ferret out the secrets of nature, to harness them
for his fellow men. He studied and worked and thought,
and in time came to concentrate on the manipulation of
(13:49):
the atom, especially the possibility of contracting and expanding it,
a thing of greatest potential value. For nine years he
worked along this line, hoping to succeed and give new power,
new happiness, a new horizon to mankind. Hermetically sealed in
his laboratory, self exiled from human contacts, he labored hard.
(14:14):
There came a day when the device into which the
fool had poured his life stood completed and a success.
And on that very day an agent for a certain
government entered his laboratory to steal the device. And in
that moment the fool realized what he had done, that,
apart from the apparatus he had invented, not happiness and
(14:35):
new freedom would come to his fellow men, but instead
slaughter and carnage, and drunken power increased a hundredfold. He
realized suddenly that men had not yet learned to use
fruitfully the precious powerful things given to them, but as
yet could only play with them like greedy children, and
kill as they played. Already his invention had brought death,
(15:00):
and he realized, even on this day of his triumph,
that it and its secret must be destroyed, and with
them he who had fashioned so blindly. For the scientist
was old. His whole life was the invention, and with
its going there would be nothing more. And so he
(15:21):
used the device's great powers on his own body, and then,
with those powers working on him, he destroyed the device
at all the papers that held its secrets. Was the
fool also mad, perhaps, but I do not think so.
Into his lonely laboratory with this Marauder had come the
(15:42):
wisdom that men must wait, that the time is not
yet for such power, as he was about to offer
a gesture his strange death, which you who read this
have seen. Yes, a gesture, but a useful one, for
with it he and his invention and its ardful secrets
go from you, and a fitting one, for he dies
(16:03):
through his achievement through his very life. But in a
better sense, he will not die, for the power of
his achievement will dissolve his very body among you. Infinitely,
you will breathe him in your air, and in you
he will live, incarnate, until that later time when another
will give you the knowledge he now destroys, and he
(16:25):
will see it used as he wished it used, signed
e W. The sergeant's voice ceased, and wordlessly, the men
in the laboratory looked at each other. No comment was needed.
They went out there watched from the steps of Edgar
(16:46):
Wesley's house. At first sight of the figure in the sky,
a new awe struck them. For now the shape of
the giant towered a full five hundred feet into the sun,
and it seemed almost a mirage, for an outline was
gone from it. It shimmered and wavered against a bright blue,
like a mist, and the blue shone through it, for
(17:08):
it was quite transparent. And yet still, they imagined, they
could discern the slight, ironic smile on the face, and
the peaceful, understanding light in the serene eyes, and their
hearts swelled at the knowledge of the spirit, of the courage,
of the fine, far seeing mind of that outflung Titanic martyr.
(17:28):
To the happiness of men. The end came quickly. The
great misty body rose, it floated over the city like
a wraith, and then it swiftly dispersed, even a steam
dissolves in the air. They felt a silence over the
thousands of watching people in the square, a hush broken
(17:52):
at last by a deep, low murmur of awe and wonderment,
as the final misty fragments of the vast sky held
figure wavered and melted, imperceptibly melted, and were gone from
sight in the air that was breathed by the men
whom Edgar Wesley loved. End of a Scientist Rises by D. W.
(18:18):
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