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i a f "JN O* 2'9 1 f rt SCIENCI FICTION ! — ' — i if — I I I i I : |||;' >4s - 1? ' 1 , , ' . fV . I !y f / j | jjgfc jjjhr .% -*”>v Jf J .* HI S&H by PHILIP K. DICK ' «* • SPRAGUE de CAMP RICHARD WILSON , / RANDALL GAlRRETT... WAItCA.CE WEST TOMORROW'S INTERPLANETARY TRAVELLER—SPACE TRANSFER Careful computations must be made, lest our spaeeshipless voyager materializes in the depths of space, or miles above the planet, or beneath the surface. For fuller details, see "'File Spaceman’s Van Gogh,” by Clifford D. Simak, in the March, 1956 issue of Science Fiction Stories. It was a rational ivorld, a world without war, a world ruled by the logic of Vulcan III, the great- est of computers. But hatred and rebellion was strange reason, no direc- there , too; and for some tives seemed to be coming forth as to what could be done about the Healers. NOVEL VULCAN'S HAMMER by Philip K. Dick illustrated by Kelly Freas ITT was conscious of the aproned grocer. The usual — mob as soon as he left the lower middle-class; always the P Unity office and started same. across the street. He stopped at Pitt slid into his car and snap- the corner by his car and lit a ped on the dashboard mike. cigaret. Unlocking the car, he "Emergency.” They were moving studied the mob, holding his fast, now, filling up the street briefcase tightly. and surging silently toward him. There were fifty or sixty of They had, no doubt, identified them: People of the town; work- him by his T-class clothes — ers and small businessmen; petty white shirt and tie, gray suit, felt clerks with steel-rimmed glasses.
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