OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURY, THAT HUMAN AFFAIRS WERE BEING
WATCHED FROM THE TIMELESS WORLDS OF SPACE.
NO ONE COULD HAVE DREAMED WE WERE BEING SCRUTINIZED,
AS SOMEONE WITH A MICROSCOPE STUDIES CREATURES THAT
CONSIDERED THE POSSIBILITY OF LIFE ON OTHER PLANETS
AND YET, ACROSS THE GULF OF SPACE, MINDS IMMEASURABLY
SUPERIOR TO OURS REGARDED THIS EARTH WITH ENVIOUS EYES,
AND SLOWLY AND SURELY, THEY DREW THEIR PLANS AGAINST US.
AT MIDNIGHT ON THE TWELFTH OF AUGUST, A HUGE MASS OF
LUMINOUS GAS ERUPTED FROM MARS AND SPED TOWARDS EARTH.
ACROSS TWO HUNDRED MILLION MILES OF VOID, INVISIBLY
HURTLING TOWARDS US, CAME THE FIRST OF THE MISSILES THAT
WERE TO BRING SO MUCH CALAMITY TO EARTH.
AS I WATCHED, THERE WAS ANOTHER JET OF GAS.
IT WAS ANOTHER MISSILE, STARTING ON ITS WAY.
AND THAT'S HOW IT WAS FOR THE NEXT TEN NIGHTS.
A FLARE, SPURTING OUT FROM MARS - BRIGHT GREEN,
DRAWING A GREEN MIST BEHIND IT - A BEAUTIFUL,
BUT SOMEHOW DISTURBING SIGHT. OGILVY,THE ASTRONOMER,
COULD BE NO LIVING THING ON THAT REMOTE, FORBIDDING PLANET.
"THE CHANCES OF ANYTHING COMING FROM MARS
ARE A MILLION TO ONE," HE SAID.
"THE CHANCES OF ANYTHING COMING FROM MARS
ARE A MILLION TO ONE
- BUT STILL THEY COME!"
JOURNALIST:
THEN CAME THE NIGHT THE FIRST MISSILE APPROACHED EARTH.
IT WAS THOUGHT TO BE AN ORDINARY FALLING STAR,
COMMON, AND OGILVY CAME TO EXAMINE WHAT LAY THERE:
A CYLINDER, THIRTY YARDS ACROSS, GLOWING HOT. . .
AND WITH FAINT SOUNDS OF MOVEMENT COMING FROM WITHIN.
SUDDENLY THE TOP BEGAN MOVING, ROTATING, UNSCREWING,
AND OGILVY FEARED THERE WAS A MAN INSIDE, TRYING TO ESCAPE.
HE RUSHED TO THE CYLINDER, BUT THE INTENSE HEAT STOPPED HIM
BEFORE HE COULD BURN HIMSELF ON THE METAL.
"THE CHANCES OF ANYTHING COMING FROM MARS
ARE A MILLION TO ONE," HE SAID.
"THE CHANCES OF ANYTHING COMING FROM MARS
ARE A MILLION TO ONE -
BUT THEY STILL COME!"
"YES, THE CHANCES OF ANYTHING COMING FROM MARS
ARE A MILLION TO ONE," HE SAID.
"THE CHANCES OF ANYTHING COMING FROM MARS
ARE A MILLION TO ONE -
BUT THEY STILL COME!"
IT SEEMS TOTALLY INCREDIBLE TO ME NOW THAT EVERYONE
SPENT THAT EVENING AS THOUGH IT WERE JUST LIKE ANY OTHER.
FROM THE RAILWAY STATION CAME THE SOUND OF
SHUNTING TRAINS, RINGING AND RUMBLING,
SOFTENED ALMOST INTO MELODY BY THE DISTANCE.
IT ALL SEEMED SO SAFE AND TRANQUIL.