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Action on Azura by Robertson Osborne was featured in the Fall 1949 issue of Planet Stories.
Yes, ‘this fair and gentle world’ populated by giant armor-hided predators, spear throwing weasel-monkey-dog-rat things, bombardier birds, and folks with tentacles growing out of their heads…
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Ummm… Spoiler Alert!?
The Wheel Is Death by Roger Dee appeared in the Fall 1949 issue of Planet Stories.
More like “The Twist is Obvious”.
This is the only thing I’ve read in Planet Stories that I would say was terrible. The Wheel Is Death is an incredibly short story (barely over two pages) that spends the bulk of its words pontificating on the evils of technology that destroyed man in the previous age.
The elder explains to a guy why his friend had to be killed—he invented the wheelbarrow.
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Can you believe the guy on the right is the hero?
Signal Red by Henry Guth appeared in the Fall 1949 issue of Planet Stories.
Signal Red is not a bad story; it’s just, much like the other stories I’ve read in this issue, not what I’d gotten used to from Planet Stories from just a few years earlier.
Humanity has outposts and travel throughout the Solar system, from bases on Mercury to mines on Pluto, however Uranus is at war with the inner planets and their fleets raid and skirmish the vessels travelling between those worlds. Shano, a dying man whose lungs have been gummed up with crud from his days in the vanium mines of Pluto, makes it onto the last flight out of Mercury bound for Earth just before the general warning of a possible impending attack from Uranian raiders. Those who go out into space during a Signal Red do so at their own risk, but Shano doesn’t care; he just wants to make it back to Earth to see his homeworld one last time before he dies.
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Captain Midas by Alfred Coppel, Jr. appeared in the Fall 1949 issue of Planet Stories.
Captain Midas is another ‘tough’ story of the hard, grizzled men of space, but without some of the silliness of Ordeal in Space. Let me start off by saying this would’ve made a great episode of The Outer Limits.
The story starts with the narrator doing the whole badass cynical ‘man of the sea’ bit, telling the story from old spacemen’s home. He makes a point of noting that he’s old and dying, waiting for death to take him at last:
“My hair is gray and my face…my face is a mask. The flesh hangs on my bones like a yellow cloth on a rickety frame. I am old, old. And I wait for the weight of years I’ve never lived to drag me under and let me forget the awful things my eyes have seen.”
Ordeal in Space by Ralph Sloan appeared in the Fall 1949 issue of Planet Stories. It is unrelated to the Robert Heinlein story by the same name.
Ordeal in Space is a gritty story of a cop who’s walking a dangerous line between the law and his desire for revenge. It’s a pretty ‘tough’ tale that’s only slightly marred by one of the sillier sci-fi elements, but I’ll get to that in a minute.
Space Patrol Lt. Mike Logan approaches a prison cell with hate and revenge in his heart – he’s going shoot Edward Snyder, the criminal who murdered his brother. Before he can pull the trigger, Logan is apprehended by one of the prison guards.
Logan’s punishment is to personally take Snyder back to Earth to be hung and see that he gets there alive and in one piece.
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The Giants Return by Robert Abernathy appeared in the Fall 1949 issue of Planet Stories.
Quest III has been on a 900 year voyage from an Earth whose burgeoning population threatens the future of Mankind. As one of three ships sent forth to scout out likely locations to establish colonies to transplant large segments of the human race, Quest III is ultimately returning in failure. While it has been ten long years for the crew—many of whom have children who have yet to see the earth—due to time dilation from near-light speed travel, an epoch has passed on Earth.
The crew and captain wonder if their mission was even remembered and how what government now in charge—if there even is a government—will receive them and do with the information they return with.
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Coming of the Gods by Chester Whitehorn was featured in the Summer 1945 issue of Planet Stories.
One of the many reasons why I’m doing Short Reviews is to share what stories from the pulps were like and what they were about, as many of these have never been collected or reprinted; I feel that it’s important because the on-going meme you hear about the pulps is how sexist, regressive, racist, anti-diversity and pro-colonialist they were and that could not be further from the truth! Coming of the Gods is another piece that shows how people who claim the pulps were just dumb action tripe and should be buried in favor of more ‘serious’ science fiction could not be more wrong.
Coming of the Gods is an interesting twist on the Planetary Romance in which the story is told not from the point of view of some heroic Earth-man arriving on a strange world to save the day but an alien primitive saving the hapless space pioneers from the mess that they inadvertently brought to his world. Kinda like Tarzan, but it should be noted that the hero here is an indigenous African Martian. Again, we have a classic pulp sci-fi story featuring an explicitly non-white protagonist exploring some interesting themes including human commonality and the institution of marriage.
On the jungle planet of Mars (yeah, that Mars), Ro has just returned from a long and dangerous journey to the far north. He looks forward to rejoining his tribe and marrying his love, but he arrives to find that disaster has struck. After rescuing his beloved Na from an Oan, one of the Martian Rat-men, Ro learns what befell his people. In Ro’s absence, a magic flying sphere landed carrying four white-skinned beings; these visitors were able to communicate telepathically and befriended the Martians, but apparently were not too cautious about keeping their ray guns secure, because the Oan managed to get ahold of them, and the result was a massacre.
