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Murray Leinster
Murray Leinster was the pen name of William Fitzgerald Jenkins (June 16, 1896 – June 8, 1975), an American science fiction and alternate history writer. He was a prolific author with a career spanning several decades, during which he made significant contributions to the science fiction genre.
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Second Landing - Murray Leinster
Second Landing
by Murray Leinster
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Second Landing
by Murray Leinster
I
The exploring-ship Franklin made its first landing on a remarkable wide beach on the western coast of Chios, the largest land-mass on Thalassia. Using the longest axis of the continent as a base, and the pointed end as seen from space as 0°, this beach bears 246° from the median point of the base-line . . . . The Franklin later berthed inland some four miles 360° from Firing Plaza Number One on the chart. There is a pleasant savannah here, with a stream of water apparently safe for drinking.—Astrographic Bureau Publication 11297, Appendix to Space Pilot Vol. 460, Sector XXXIV, pg. 58-59.
It was not plausible that Brett Carstairs should find a picture of a girl, to all appearances human, in millenia-old ruins on a planet some hundreds of lightyears from earth. But the whole affair was unlikely, beginning with the report of the exploring-ship which caused the Thalassia-Aspasia Expedition in the first place. Had it not been for the photographs and the ceramic artifacts, nobody would have believed that report. It simply was not credible that another intelligent race should have ever existed in the galaxy. No hint of extra-terrestrial reasoning beings had been found in two centuries of exploration. But the exploration-ship’s stilted narrative didn’t stop at one impossibility. It said that on the twin worlds Thalassia and Aspasia, revolving perpetually about each other as they trailed the satellite-sun Rubra on its course, not one, but two, intelligent races had existed. It offered some evidence that some thousands of years before they had fought, bitterly and mercilessly, and that they had exterminated each other in an interplanetary atomic war which lasted only days or even hours. It was hard to believe.
But the picture of the girl was more impossible than anything else. Brett didn’t believe it. He didn’t quite dare mention it until the thing was all over.
He didn’t find it at the very beginning, of course. There were preliminaries. The Thalassia-Aspasia Expedition was handicapped from the start by the lack of funds. The general public was much more excited about colonization of nearby planetary systems than research on a planet that wouldn’t be colonized in a thousand years. So the Expedition was very small—no more than a dozen members altogether—and it landed on Thalassia from an Ecology Bureau ship. It would be picked up in six months or so. Probably. Even then, what it found might not matter to anybody else.
Brett joined up because it was his only chance at adventure and because his hobby warranted his inclusion in the staff. He could drive a flier, of course—everybody could—but he’d specialized in palaeotechnology, the study of ancient industrial processes. If there really had been an intelligent race or races out in space, he would make better guesses than most at how its machinery operated and what its factories produced. But his personal reason for going was an anticipatory feeling of excitement at the idea of being left with a small group of human beings on a planet where even the skies were unfamiliar, and where they would be more terribly alone than any similar group had ever been before.
That excitement lasted during the tedious journey in overdrive and during the long approach to planetary landing distance after the Ecology Bureau ship was back in normal space in the Elektra system. When it went into atmosphere on Thalassia and its repulsors droned above the illimitable waters of Thalassia’s ocean, Brett watched with fascinated eyes. They had a twenty-thousand-mile reach in which to build up to mountainous heights. At this season of the twin planets’ year, they had the equivalent of trade winds to urge them on.
When they reached the shore of Chios, the planet’s only continent, they were three-hundred feet high. Brett could see the swirling maelstroms and dramatic tumult of the struggle between sea and land. He remembered that at the very edge of the wave-washed area there were to be found the only living moving things on the continent. They were crablike marine forms which scuttled out of the water to forage, then darted back to the tumultuous coastal foam.
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The spaceship settled lower and lower—and the word went around that the radar-beacon on Chios wasn’t working—and hovered over Firing Plaza Number One and the ruined refugee settlement nearby. It then descended gently at the landing-place which the exploring-ship had advised for later visitors.
It was a pleasant savannah, and the stream ran clear as crystal. But the Ecology Bureau ship had been grudgingly loaned, and it had urgent business elsewhere. It opened its cargo-ports and the Expedition’s supplies went out to ground in a swiftly-flowing stream. They piled up mountainously, so it seemed, and at that they were not too complete. The biggest crates were two atmosphere-fliers and a short-range rocket. The fuel for the rocket made a bigger heap than all the rest of the equipment put together. There were plastic tarpaulins, houses to be unfolded and braced back—but at least they weren’t inflatable shelters—and a spare beacon. But that was all. The unloading took under two hours.
Then the skipper of the Ecology Bureau shop asked politely if there was anything else. Minutes later the cargo-ports closed and the personnel lock shut, and the ship’s repulsors began to drone. It heaved up slowly until it was a few thousand feet high