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"The Ultimate Earth" by Jack Williamson




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The Ultimate Earth Jack Williamson


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We loved Uncle Pen. The name he gave us was too hard for us to say, and we made it Sandor Pen. As early as we could
understand, the robots had told us that we were clones, created to watch the skies for danger and rescue Earth from any harm.
They had kept us busy with our lessons and our chores and our workouts in the big centrifuge, but life in our little burrow left us
little else to do. His visits were our best excitement.

He never told us when he was coming. We used to watch for him, looking from the high dome on the Tycho rim, down across the
field of Moondust the digging machines had leveled. Standing huge on the edge of it, they were metal monsters out of space,
casting long black shadows across the gray waste of rocks and dust and crater pits.

His visit on our seventh birthday was a wonderful surprise. Tanya saw him landing and called us up to the dome. His ship was a
bright teardrop, shining in the black shadow of a gigantic metal insect. He jumped out of it in a sleek silvery suit that fitted like his
skin. We waited inside the airlock to watch him peel it off. He was a small lean man, who looked graceful as a girl but still very
strong. Even his body was exciting to see, though Dian ran and hid because he looked so strange.

Naked, his body had a light tan that darkened in the sunlit dome and faded fast when he went below. His face was a narrow heart-
shape, his golden eyes enormous. Instead of hair like ours, his head was capped with sleek, red-brown fur. He needed no
clothing, he told us, because his sex organs were internal.

He called Dian when he missed her, and she crept back to share the gifts he had brought from Earth. There were sweet fruits we
had never tasted, strange toys, stranger games that he had to show us how to play. For Tanya and Dian there were dolls that
sang strange songs in voices we couldnтАЩt understand and played loud music on tiny instruments we had never heard.

The best part was just the visit with him in the dome. Pepe and Casey had eager questions about life on the new Earth. Were
there cities? Wild animals? Alien creatures? Did people live in houses, or underground in tunnels like ours? What did he do for a
living? Did he have a wife? Children like us?

He wouldnтАЩt tell us much. Earth, he said, had changed since our parents knew it. It was now so different that he wouldnтАЩt know
where to begin, but he let us take turns looking at it through the big telescope. Later, he promised, if he could find space gear to
fit us, he would take us up to orbit the Moon and loop toward it for a closer look. Now, however, he was working to learn all he
could about the old Earth, the way it had been ages ago, before the great impacts.

He showed it to us in the holo tanks and the brittle old paper books, the way it was with white ice caps over the poles and bare