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Sleepers Of Mars

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Coronet Books recently published STOWAWAY TO MARS, one of John Wyndham’s most famous stories. The title story of this collection, though it can be read as a separate entity, pursues the ideas thrown up by the original novel, drawing them to some fascinating conclusions.
Of course, we are now well used to the idea of Man On The Moon, we have become blasé as to the possibilities of inter-planetary travel. But imagine two expeditions to Mars, one British, the other Russian, both in the process of discovering a mechanical race, invented and produced by the Martians as they believe their specie to be dying.
The other four novellas in this collection give further evidence of John Wyndham’s genius at invention, characterisation and sense of movement.
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‘Our ancestors were animals, sir?’

‘Well, er—something very much like that.’ Magon lowered his voice in order that the ears of passing citizens might not be offended. ‘But once they got their fore-legs off the ground, released from the necessity of carrying their weight, the great change had begun: we were on the upward climb—and we’ve never stopped climbing.’

He looked round at the circle of eager-eyed, silver-furred faces about him. His eyes dwelt for a moment on the slender tentacles which had developed from stubby toes on the forefeet. There was something magical in evolution; something glorious in the fact that he and his race were the crown of progress. It was a very wonderful thing to have done; to have changed from a shaggy, six-footed beast to a creature who stood proudly upon four, the whole front part of its body raised to the perpendicular to support a head which looked out unashamed at the world. Admittedly, several of his class appeared to have neglected their coats in a way which was scarcely a credit to the race: the silver fur was muddied and rumpled. But then, boys will be boys; no doubt they would trim better and brush better as they got older.

‘The Valley of Dur——’ he began again, but at that moment the guide arrived.

‘The party from the school, sir?’

‘Yes.’

‘This way, please. Do they understand about the Valley, sir?’ he added.

‘Most of them,’ Magon admitted. ‘But it might be as well——’

‘Certainly.’ The guide broke into a high-speed recitation which he had evidently made many times before.

‘The Valley of Dur may well be called a unique phenomenon.

At some remote date in the planet’s history certain internal gases combined in a way yet imperfectly understood, and issued forth through cracks in the crust at this place, and at this place only.

‘The mixture had two properties. It not only anaesthetised, but it also preserved indefinitely. The result was to produce a form of suspended animation. Everything which was in the Valley of Dur has remained as it was when the gas first broke out; everything which has entered the Valley since has remained there imperishably. There is no apparent limit to the length of time this preservation may continue.

‘Among the ancients the place was regarded with superstitious fear, and though in more recent times many attempts have been made to explore it, none was successful until a year ago, when a mask which would withstand the gas was at last devised. It was then discovered that the animals and plants in the Valley were not petrified, as had hitherto been believed, but could, by means of certain treatment, be revived. Such are the specimens you are about to see: the flora and fauna of a million years ago—yet alive today.’

He paused opposite the first case.

‘Here we have a glimpse of the Carboniferous Era. The tree-ferns and giant mosses thriving in a specially prepared atmosphere, continuing the lives which were suspended when Venus was very young. We hope to be able to grow more specimens from the spores of these. And here,’ he passed to the next case, ‘we see the beginning of one of Nature’s most graceful experiments—the earliest form of flower.’

His audience stared in dutiful attention at the large, white blossoms which confronted them. They were not very interested; fauna has a far greater appeal to the adolescent mind than does flora. A mighty roar caused the building to tremble; eyes were switched from the magnolia-like blossoms to glance up the passage in anticipatory excitement. Attention to the guide became even more perfunctory. Only Magon, to the exasperation of his pupils, thought it fit to ask a few questions. At last, however, the preliminary botanical cases were left behind, and they came to the first of the cages.

Behind the bars a reptilian creature, which might have been described as a biped had its tail not played so great a part in supporting it, was hurrying tirelessly, and without purpose, to and fro, glaring at as much of the world as it could from intense, small eyes. Every now and then it would throw back its head and utter a kind of strangled shriek.

It was an unattractive creature with a grey-green hide, very smooth; its contours were almost streamlined, but managed to appear clumsy. In it, as in so many of the earlier forms, one seemed to feel that Nature was getting her hand in for the real job. She had already learned to model after a crude fashion, when she made this running dinosaur, but her sense of proportion was not good and she lacked the deftness necessary to produce the finer bits of modelling which she later achieved. She could not, one felt, even had she wanted, have then produced fur or feathers to clothe the creature’s nakedness.

‘This,’ said the guide, waving a proprietorial hand, ‘is what we call Struthiomimus, one of the dinosaurs capable of travelling at high speed, which it does for purposes of defence, not attack, being a vegetarian.’

There was a slight pause while his listeners sorted out the involved sentence.

‘You mean it runs away?’ asked a voice.

‘Yes.’

They all looked a little disappointed, a trifle contemptuous of the unfortunate, unhappy Struthiomimus. They wanted stronger meat. They longed to see—in safety—-those ancient monsters who had been the lords of the planet, whose rumbling bellows had sent Struthiomimus and the rest scuttling for cover. The guide continued in his own good time.

‘The next is a fine specimen of Hesperornis, the toothed bird. This creature, filling a place between the Archeopteryx and the modern bird, is particularly interesting-’

But the class did not agree. As they filed slowly on past cage after cage, it was noticeable that their own opinions and that of the guide seldom coincided. The more majestic and terrifying reptiles he dismissed with a curt: ‘These are of little interest, being sterile branches of the main stem of evolution—, Nature’s failures.’

They came at length to a small cage occupied by a solitary, curious creature which stood erect upon two legs, though it appeared to be designed to use four.

‘This,’ said the guide, ‘is one of our most puzzling finds. We have not yet been able to classify it into any known category. There has been such a rush that the specialists have not yet had time to accord it the attention it deserves. Obviously it comes from an advanced date, for it bears some fur, though this is localised in patches, notably on the head and face. It is particularly adept upon two feet, which points to a long line of development. And yet, for all we know of it, the creature might have occurred fully developed, and without any evolution—though, of course, you will realise that such a thing could not possibly happen.

‘Among the other odd facts which our preliminary observation has revealed is that although its teeth are indisputably those of a herbivore, yet it has carnivorous tastes. Altogether, a most puzzling creature. We hope to find others before the examination of the Valley is ended.’

The creature raised its head and looked at them from sullen eyes. Its mouth opened, but instead of the expected bellow it produced a stream of clattering gibberish, which it accompanied with curious motions of its fore-limbs. The interest of the class was at last aroused. Here was a real mystery about which the experts could, as yet, claim to know little more than themselves.

The young Sadul, for instance, was far more intrigued by it than he had been by those monsters with the polysyllabic names. He drew closer to the bars, observing it intently. The creature’s eyes met his own and held them; more queer jabber issued from its mouth. It advanced to the front of the cage, coming quite near to him. Sadul held his ground; it did not look dangerous. With one foot it smoothed the soil of the floor, and then squatted down to scrabble in the dirt.

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