महाभारतम्

Mahābhāratam English release: The Mahabharata Literal: Great story

first compilation attributed to Vyasa

O King, all those whom you may have decided within the core of your heart to accept as your son-in-law have died in the course of time. Twenty-seven chatur-yugas have already passed.

पायासिसुत्तं

Payasi sutta English release: Payasi Sutta Literal: Payasi teaching

attributed to the followers of The Buddha

‘‘किञ्‍चापि भवं कस्सपो एवमाह, अथ खो एवं मे एत्थ होति – ‘इतिपि नत्थि परो लोको, नत्थि सत्ता ओपपातिका, नत्थि सुकतदुक्‍कटानं कम्मानं फलं विपाको’’’ति। ‘‘अत्थि पन, राजञ्‍ञ, परियायो …पे॰… ‘‘अत्थि, भो कस्सप, परियायो…पे॰… ``यथा कथं विय, राजञ्‍ञाति? ‘‘इध मे, भो कस्सप, मित्तामच्‍चा ञातिसालोहिता पाणातिपाता पटिविरता अदिन्‍नादाना पटिविरता कामेसुमिच्छाचारा पटिविरता मुसावादा पटिविरता सुरामेरयमज्‍जपमादट्ठाना पटिविरता, ते अपरेन समयेन आबाधिका होन्ति दुक्खिता बाळ्हगिलाना। यदाहं जानामि – ‘न दानिमे इमम्हा आबाधा वुट्ठहिस्सन्ती’ति त्याहं उपसङ्कमित्वा एवं वदामि – ‘सन्ति खो, भो, एके समणब्राह्मणा एवंवादिनो एवंदिट्ठिनो – ये ते पाणातिपाता पटिविरता अदिन्‍नादाना पटिविरता कामेसुमिच्छाचारा पटिविरता मुसावादा पटिविरता सुरामेरयमज्‍जपमादट्ठाना पटिविरता, ते कायस्स भेदा परं मरणा सुगतिं सग्गं लोकं उपपज्‍जन्ति देवानं तावतिंसानं सहब्यतन्ति। भवन्तो खो पाणातिपाता पटिविरता अदिन्‍नादाना पटिविरता कामेसुमिच्छाचारा पटिविरता मुसावादा पटिविरता सुरामेरयमज्‍जपमादट्ठाना पटिविरता। सचे तेसं भवतं समणब्राह्मणानं सच्‍चं वचनं, भवन्तो कायस्स भेदा परं मरणा सुगतिं सग्गं लोकं उपपज्‍जिस्सन्ति, देवानं तावतिंसानं सहब्यतं। सचे, भो, कायस्स भेदा परं मरणा सुगतिं सग्गं लोकं उपपज्‍जेय्याथ देवानं तावतिंसानं सहब्यतं, येन मे आगन्त्वा आरोचेय्याथ – `इतिपि अत्थि परो लोको, अत्थि सत्ता ओपपातिका, अत्थि सुकतदुक्‍कटानं कम्मानं फलं विपाकोति।

“Well then, chieftain, I’ll ask you about this in return, and you can answer as you like. A hundred human years are equivalent to one day and night for the gods of the Thirty-Three. Thirty such days make a month, and twelve months make a year. The gods of the Thirty Three have a lifespan of a thousand such years. Now, as to your friends who are reborn in the company of the gods of the Thirty-Three after doing good things. If they think, ‘First I’ll amuse myself for two or three days, supplied and provided with the five kinds of heavenly sensual stimulation. Then I’ll go back to Pāyāsi and tell him that there is an afterlife.’ Would they come back to tell you that there is an afterlife?”

English

Άγιοι Επτά Παίδες εν Εφέσω

Agioi epta paidia stin Efeso English release: Seven Sleepers Literal: Holy seven children in Ephesus

attributed to Jacob of Serugh based on an earlier Greek source

浦島 太郎

Urashima Taro English release: The Fisher-Boy Urashima Literal: Urashima Taro

traditional story

Frayre de joy e sor de plaser

Literal: Brother of joy and sister of pleasure

[writer unknown]

Car una dona ab cors gen
M’a fayt de prets un mandamen,
Qu’una faula tot prim li rim,
Sens cara rima e mot prim

A lady of noble body
gave me a valuable commission
to rhyme for her a neat fable
without rich rhymes nor subtle words

English

Aulicus his Dream, of the Kings Sudden Comming to London

by Francis Cheynell

Epigone: Histoire du siècle futur

Literal: Epigone: History of the coming century

by Michel de Pure

Memoirs of the Twentieth Century

by Samuel Madden

But as I am determined to give ſuch Readers and all Men, ſo full, and fair, and convincing an Account of my ſelf and that celeſtial Spirit I receiv’d theſe Papers from, and to anſwer all Objections ſo entirely, as to put Ignorance, and even Malice it ſelf to Silence: I am confident, the ingenuous and candid part of the World, will ſoon throw off ſuch mean narrow ſpirited Suſpicions, as unjuſt and ungenerous.

L’an deux mille quatre cent quarante

English release: Memoirs of the Year Two Thousand Five Hundred Literal: The year two thousand, four hundred and forty

by Louis-Sébastien Mercier

Anno 7603

Literal: The year 7603

by Johan Herman Wessel

Now my children! You wish to remake each other? Julie, you want your lover transformed into a more tender companion? And you Leander, you would rather that your Julie had a more aggressive bearing?

Rip Van Winkle

by Washington Irving

Правдоподобные небылицы, или Странствование по свету в XXIX веке

Pravdopodobnyye nebylitsy, ili Stranstvovaniya po svetu v dvadtsat devyatom veke English release: Plausible Fantasies, or a Journey in the 29th Century Literal: Plausible fantasies, or a Journey in the 29th century

by Faddei Bulgarin

The Last Man

by Mary Shelley

A Dialogue for the Year 2130: Extracted from the Album of a Modern Sibyl

by Thomas Henry Lister

It is amusing to look at the descriptions of manners as they existed in those times.

Peter Rugg, the Missing Man

by William Austin

4338-й год: Петербургские письма

4338 y god Peterburgskiye pisma English release: The Year 4338: Letters from Petersburg Literal: The Year 4338: Petersburg letters

by V. F. Odoevski

Paris avant les hommes

English release: Paris before Humankind Literal: Paris before Man

by Pierre Boitard

To this question, the devil burst into laughter, waking them. The female ran about on all fours, carrying under her belly the little ones, clinging with all their might; but the male uttered a fierce gutteral roar, fixed his eyes upon me, stood upright on his hind legs, and raising high his flint ax, rushed toward me with a furious leap, swinging the deadly weapon at my head.

At that moment, I uttered a cry of terror because I had no choice but to recognize exactly what kind of monster he was. . . He was a man.

The Fountain of Yonder

by Nathaniel Hawthorne

An Anachronism; or, Missing One’s Coach

[writer unknown]

It must suffice then to say that, at the point where I come again into perfect possession of my consciousness, the venerable monk and I were conferring, in an easy manner, upon various points connected with his age, or with mine, and both of us having a clear understanding, and perfect recollection of the fact, that, at this same moment, he was actually living in the eighth century, and I as truly in the nineteenth; nor did this trifing difference of a thousand years or more—this break, as geologists would call it—this fault in the strata of time—perplex either of us a whit; any more than two friends are molested by the circumstance of their happening to encounter each other just as they arrive from opposite hemispheres.

A Succession of Sundays

by Edgar Allan Poe

A Christmas Carol

by Charles Dickens

If these shadows remain unaltered by the Future, the child will die.

A Tale of the Ragged Mountains

by Edgar Allan Poe

Busied in this, I walked on for several hours, during which the mist deepened around me to so great an extent that at length I was reduced to an absolute groping of the way. And now an indescribable uneasiness possessed me—

Le monde tel qu’il sera

English release: The World as It Shall Be Literal: The World as it shall be

by Émile Souvestre

He was comfortably seated on a machine of English Make, the smoke of which enveloped him in clouds of fantastic shape, and on the instrument panel there was a daguerreotype from the workshops of M. le Chevalier. Maurice, a little alarmed at first at this sudden apparition, was reassured by his mild appearance. He looked boldly at the little visitor and asked him who he was.

Mellonta Tauta

Literal: Things of the future

by Edgar Allan Poe

To the Editors of the Lady’s Book:—

I have the honor of sending you, for your magazine, an article which I hope you will be able to comprehend rather more distinctly than I do myself. It is a translation, by my friend, Martin Van Buren Mavis, (sometimes called the “Toughkeepsie Seer,”) of an odd-looking MS. which I found, about a year ago, tightly corked up in a jug floating in the Mare Tenebrarum—a sea well described by the Nubian geographer, but seldom visited now-a-days, except for the transcendentalists and divers for crotchets.

January First, A.D. 3000

by A. Guernsey

Paris avant les hommes

Literal: Paris before Man

by Pierre Boitard

If only we were still in the time of fairies and genies, maybe I could find one good enough to tell me what the world, or only France, or Paris, or even just the Tuileries Gardens was like, ten or twelve thousand years ago, more or less.

Translyvania

[writer unknown]

This charm of travelling would become perfect if we could travel in time as well as in space—if, like a character in one of Andersen’s fanciful stories, we could sometimes take a fortnight in the fifteenth century, or, still more pleasant, a leap in to the twenty-first. It is possible to accomplish this object more or less in imagination—not by reading historical novels, in which characters are always obtrusively reminding us of their nineteenth-century origin—but by a journey beyond the reach of railways and newspapers. Those are the links which always bind us down offensively to the present. The scream of an engine or a sheet of The Times carries us forcibly back to London from the ends of the earth. It is the rattling of the chain which reminds us that we are, after all, prisoners to certain conditions of space and time. But once beyond their influence we can shake ourselves fairly free. It is possible, indeed, to make “the forward flowing tide of time” recede a little too far. Sir Samuel Baker, when he was in the kingdom of Katchiba, must have felt that he was almost in a geological epoch. He was back in the period when, according to Mr. Darwin, man was just emerging out of the gorilla and learning to walk upon his hind legs. But a leap backwards for a century or two would be intensely enjoyable; and to those who can appreciate it, that is precisely the pleasure obtained by a journey in Transylvania.

abridged for public readings

A Christmas Carol: As Condensed by Himself, for His Readings

by Charles Dickens

Marley was dead to begin with. There was no doubt whatever about that.

Human Repetends

by Marcus Clarke

Who Is Russell?

by George Cary Eggleston

The True Story of Bernard Poland’s Prophecy

by George Cary Eggleston

The Age of Science: A Newspaper of the Twentieth Century

by Frances Power Cobbe

By this truly wonderful invention (exquisitely simple in its machinery, yet of surpassing power) the obstacle of Time is as effectually conquered as that of Space has been for the last generation by the Electric Telegraph; and future years—even, it is anticipated, future centuries—will be made to respond to our call as promptly and completely as do now the uttermost parts of the earth wherewith the magic wire has placed us in communication.

An Uncommon Sort of Spectre

by Edward Page Mitchell

For you allow that, while ghosts out of the future are unheard of, ghosts from the past are not infrequently encountered.

The Great Romance

as by The Inhabitant

In the year one thousand nine hundred and fifty my dearest friend, John Malcolm Weir, the greatest chemist of his day, had given me the sleeping draught: it should tie up the senses—life itself—for an indefinite period; and when the appointed years were over life might again be awakened.

Hands Off

by Edward Everett Hale

The Clock That Went Backward

by Edward Page Mitchell

The hands were whirling around the dial from right to left with inconceivable rapidity. In this whirl we ourselves seemed to be borne along. Eternities seemed to contract into minutes while lifetimes were thrown off at every tick.

Pausodyne

by Grant Allen

The Diothas, or A Far Look Ahead

by John Macnie

According to the view of things above adverted to, the different stages in the history of our race are not successive only, but are also co-existent and co-extensive with each other. Just as in a block of marble, there is contained, not one only, but every possible statue, though, of the whole number, only one at a time can be made evident to our senses; so, in a given region of space, any number of worlds can co-exist, each with its own population conscious of only that world, or set of phenomena, to which their ego is attuned.

A Dream of John Ball

by William Morris

An Inhabitant of Carcosa

by Ambrose Bierce

In one kind of death the spirit also dieth, and this it hath been known to do while yet the body was in vigour for many years. Sometimes, as is veritably attested, it dieth with the body, but after a season is raised up again in that place where the body did decay.

El Anacronópete

English release: The Time Ship: A Chrononautical Journey Literal: He who flies backwards in time

by Enrique Gaspar

—Poco á poco—argumentaba un sensato.—Si el Anacronópete conduce á deshacer lo hecho, á mi me pasrece que debemos felicitarnos porque eso no permite reparar nuestras faltas.

—Tiene usted razón—clamaba empotrado en un testero del coche un marido cansado de su mujer.—En cuanto se abra la línea al público, tomo yo un billete para la vispera de mi boda.

“One step at a time,” argued a sensible voice. “If el Anacronópete aims to undo history, it seems to me that we must be congratulated as it allows us to amend our failures.”

“Quite right,” called a married man jammed into the front of the bus, thinking of his tiresome wife. “As soon as the ticket office opens to the public, I’m booking passage to the eve of my wedding.”

English

Le Horla

English release: The Horla Literal: The What’s-Out-There

by Guy de Maupassant

On dirait que l’air invisible est plein d’inconnaissables Puissances dont nous subissons le voisinage mystérieux.

One might almost say that the air, the invisible air, is full of unknowable Forces, whose mysterious presence we have to endure.

English

Looking Backward from 2000 to 1887

by Edward Bellamy

It would have been reason enough, had there been no other, for abolishing money, that its possession was no indication of rightful title to it. In the hands of the man who had stolen it or murdered for it, it was as good as in those which had earned it by industry. People nowadays interchange gifts and favors out of friendship, but buying and selling is considered absolutely inconsistent with the mutual benevolence and disinterestedness which should prevail between citizens and the sense of community of interest which supports our social system. According to our ideas, buying and selling is essentially anti-social in all its tendencies. It is an education in self-seeking at the expense of others, and no society whose citizens are trained in such a school can possibly rise above a very low grade of civilization.

The Chronic Argonauts

by H. G. Wells

Those who were there say that they saw Dr. Nebogipfel, standing in the toneless electric glare, on a peculiar erection of brass and ebony and ivory; and that he seemed to be smiling at them, half pityingly and half scornfully, as it is said martyrs are wont to smile.

Mysterious Disappearances

by Ambrose Bierce

10.000 ans dans un bloc de glace

English release: 10,000 Years in a Block of Ice Literal: 10,000 years in a block of ice

by Louis Boussenard

A Yankee in King Arthur’s Court

by Mark Twain

You know about transmigration of souls; do you know about transportation of epochs—and bodies?

Sylvie and Bruno

by Lewis Carroll

“It goes, of course, at the usual rate. Only the time has to go with it. Hence, if I move the hands, I change the time. To move them forwards, in advance of the true time, is impossible: but I can move them as much as a month backwards—that is the limit. And then you have the events all over again—with any alterations experience may suggest.”

“What a blessing such a watch would be,” I thought, “in real life! To be able to unsay some heedless word—to undo some reckless deed! Might I see the thing done?”

“With pleasure!” said the good natured Professor. “When I move this hand back to here,” pointing out the place, “History goes back fifteen minutes!”

A.D. 2000

by Alvarado M. Fuller

The Decline and Fall of the British Empire, or The Witch’s Cavern

by Henry Crocker Marriott Watson

An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge

by Ambrose Bierce

Tourmalin’s Time Cheques

by F. Anstey

Christmas Every Day

by W. D. Howells

After a while turkeys got to be awfully scarce, selling for about a thousand dollars apiece. They got to passing off almost anything for turkeys—even half-grown hummingbirds. And cranberries—well they asked a diamond apiece for cranberries. All the woods and orchards were cut down for Christmas trees. After a while they had to make Christmas trees out of rags. But there were plenty of rags, because people got so poor, buying presents for one another, that they couldn't get any new clothes, and they just wore their old ones to tatters. They got so poor that everybody had to go to the poorhouse, except the confectioners, and the storekeepers, and the book-sellers, and they all got so rich and proud that they would hardly wait upon a person when he came to buy. It was perfectly shameful!

The Finest Story in the World

by Rudyard Kipling

John Bartine’s Watch

by Ambrose Bierce

The Damned Thing

by Ambrose Bierce

The Green Door

by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman

It seemed awful, and impossible, but the little green door led into the past, and Letitia Hopkins was visiting her great-great-great-grandfather and grandmother, great-great-grandmother, and her great-great-aunts.

The National Observer Essays

by H. G. Wells

‘Possibly not,’ said the Philosophical Inventor. ‘But now you begin to see the object of my investigations into the geometry of four dimensions. I have a vague inkling of a machine—’

The British Barbarians—A Hill-Top Novel

by Grant Allen

As once the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair, and straightaway coveted them, even so Bertram Ingledew looked on Freda Monteith and saw at the first glance she was a woman to be desired, a soul high throned, very calm and beautiful.

The Demoiselle D’Ys

by Robert W. Chambers

Suddenly a splendid hound dashed out of the mist in front, followed by another and another until half-a-dozen or more were bounding and leaping around the girl beside me. She caressed and quieted them with her gloved hand, speaking to them in quaint terms which I remembered to have seen in old French manuscripts.

The Time Machine

by H. G. Wells

I drew a breath, set my teeth, gripped the starting lever with both hands, and went off with a thud.

The Barbarous Britishers—A Tip-Top Novel

by H. D. Traill

It was a case of the angels tumbling to the daughters of men. He saw at the first sight that she was a woman to be desired, a soul high-throned, very calm and dignified, yet scrumptious withal. Like the angels, he tumbled to her, and, falling from so great a height, was instantly mashed.

The Plattner Story

by H. G. Wells

The Oldest Worship in the World: A Restoration

by Cutcliffe Hyne

A thought seized me that by virtue of the powder I had grown backward through all the lifetimes of men, and was alone on the island with nothing but the brutes and the birds.

The Man Who Could Work Miracles

by H. G. Wells

As he struggled to get his shirt over his head, he was struck with a brilliant idea. “Let me be in bed,” he said, and found himself so. “Undressed,’ he stipulated; and, finding the sheets cold, added hastily, ’and in my nightshirt—ho, in a nice soft woolen nightshirt. Ah!” he said with immense enjoyment. “And now let me be comfortably asleep . . .”

The Hour Glass

by Robert Barr

When the Sleeper Wakes

by H. G. Wells

Commentaire pour servir à la construction pratique de la machine à explorer le temps

English release: How to Construct a Time Machine Literal: Commentary for use in the practical construction of a time machine

by Alfred Jarry

Space and Time are commensurable. To explore the universe by seeking knowledge of points in Space can be accomplished only through Time; and in order to measure Time quantitatively, we refer to Space intervals on the dial of a chronometer. Space and Time, being of the same nature, may be conceived of as different physical states of the same substance, or as differ ent modes of motion.

The Conversion of the Professor: A Tale of the Fourth Dimension

by George Griffith

The Queen of the World, or Under the Tyranny

by Standish O’Grady

Know then that it is within my power to transfer you from the age in which we live, of which all the interest has for you been exhausted, to any other age that you may select, past or future.

When Time Turned

by Ethel Watts Mumford

Yes, I spent some little time in the islands. In fact, I am just on the point of going there now, and am very sorry I shall not see them again.

A Relic of the Pliocene

by Jack London

I pardon your ignorance concerning many matters of this Northland, for you are a young man and have travelled little; but, at the same time, I am inclined to agree with you on one thing. The mammoth no longer exists. How do I know? I killed the last one with my own right arm.

Scrooge, or Marley’s Ghost

by J.C. Buckstone, directed by Walter R. Booth

Scene II
Marley’s Ghost
shows Scrooge Visions of himself in
christmasses past

The New Accelerator

by H. G. Wells

I sat down. “Give me the potion,” I said. “If the worst comes to the worst it will save having my hair cut, and that I think is one of the most hateful duties of a civilized man. How do you take the mixture?”

Wireless

by Rudyard Kipling

“He told me that the last time they experimented they put the pole on the roof of one of the big hotels here, and the batteries electrified all the water-supply, and”—he giggled—“the ladies got shocks when they took their baths.”

A Round Trip to the Year 2000; or a Flight through Time

by W. W. Cook

Although your enemy is within a dozen feet of you, Lumley, he will soon be a whole century behind, and you will be safe.

Around a Distant Star

by Jean Delaire

The Old Mountain Hermit

by James F. Raymond

The Left-Handed Sword

by E. Nesbit

The Panchronicon

by Harold Steele MacKaye

It does sound outlandish, when you think how big the world is. But what if ye go to the North Pole? Ain’t all the twenty-four meridians jammed up close together around that part of the globe? Ain’t it clear that if a feller’ll jest take a grip on the North Pole and go whirlin’ around it, he’ll be cutting meridians as fast as a hay-chopper? Won’t he see the sun getting left behind and whirlin’ the other way from what it does in nature? If the sun goes the other way round, ain’t it sure to unwind all the time that it’s been a-rollin’ up?

The Amulet

by E. Nesbit

Don’t you understand? The thing existed in the Past. If you were in the Past, too, you could find it. It’s very difficult to make you understand things. Time and space are only forms of thought.

Anthropology Applied to the American White Man and Negro

by Robert Gilbert Wells

The doors and windows were opened, Sam and Mr. Jones walked out of the room, then to the depot purchased tickets and started for Chicago, but when the two men arrived at the depot, to Mr. Jones surprise, the ticket agent told him to get out of that waiting room or he would take a club to his head, and that pretty quick.

Marooned in 1492, or Under Fortune’s Flag

by W. W. Cook

Wanted—A party of courageous men, experts in the various trades, to accompany a philanthropic gentleman on a mission of enlightenment to the Middle Ages. Single men only. References exchanged. An opportunity offers to construct anew the history of several benighted nations. If interested, call or write. Percival Tapscott, No. 198 Forty-Third Street.

Prehistoric Peeps

[writer unknown], directed by Lewin Fitzhamon

The Time Reflector

by George Allan England

Puck of Pook’s Hill

by Rudyard Kipling

‘But you said that all the fair—People of the Hills had left England.’

‘So they have; but I told you that you should come and go and look and know, didn’t I? The knight isn’t a fairy. He’s Sir Richard Dalyngridge, a very old friend of mine. He came over with William the Conqueror, and he wants to see you particularly.’

When Knights Were Bold

by Harriet Jay and Robert Buchanan

Sadly, we haven’t tracked down the script (possibly because it was never published), but we know from several reviews that the modern day Sir Guy loathes the very mention of days of old.

The Road to Yesterday

by Beulah Marie Dix and Evelyn Greenleaf Sutherland

Oh, dear Aunt Harriet! It isn’t sudden—really not! We’ve been engaged three hundred years!

The House on the Borderland

by William Hope Hodgson

Years appeared to pass, slowly. The earth had almost reached the center of the sun’s disk. The light from the Green Sun—as now it must be called—shone through the interstices, that gapped the mouldered walls of the old house, giving them the appearance of being wrapped in green flames. The Swine-creatures still crawled about the walls.

The Last Generation: A Story of the Future

by J. E. Flecker

I am not in the compass. I am a little unknown Wind, and I cross not Space but Time. If you will come with me I will take you not over countries but over centuries, not directly, but waywardly, and you may travel where you will.

Harding’s Luck

by E. Nesbit

He was very happy. There seemed somehow to be more room in this new life than in the old one, and more time. No one was in a hurry, and there was not another house within a quarter of a mile. All green fields. Also he was a person of consequence. The servants called him “Master Richard,” and he felt, as he heard them, that being called Master Richard meant not only that the servants respected him as their master’s son, but that he was somebody from whom great things were expected. That he had duties of kindness and protection to the servants; that he was expected to grow up brave and noble and generous and unselfish, to care for those who called him master. He felt now very fully, what he had felt vaguely and dimly at Talbot Court, that he was not the sort of person who ought to do anything mean and dishonorable, such as being a burglar, and climbing in at pantry windows; that when he grew up he would be expected to look after his servants and laborers, and all the men and women whom he would have under him—that their happiness and well-being would be his charge. And the thought swelled his heart, and it seemed that he was born to a great destiny. He—little lame Dickie Harding of Deptford—he would hold these people’s lives in his hand. Well, he knew what poor people wanted; he had been poor—or he had dreamed that he was poor—it was all the same. Dreams and real life were so very much alike.

The House of Arden

by E. Nesbit

Hear, Oh badge of Arden’s house,
The spell my little age allows;
Arden speaks it without fear,
Badge of Arden’s house, draw near,
Make me brave and kind and wise,
And show me where the treasure lies.

The Silver Mirror

by Arthur Conan Doyle

A Christmas Carol

[writer and director unknown]

Beatrice the Sixteenth

by Irene Clyde

Entrance and Exit

by Algernon Blackwood

My Time Annihilator

by George Allan England

The next of a series, interspersed of course with many “normal” stories, so to speak, was “My Time Annihilator,” something along the lines of H.G. Wells’ “Time-Machine,”—which, by the way, I had not at that time read. Wells is, of course, one of the most successful modern “science-fakers.” The skill wherewith he makes the impossible seem possible may well serve as a model for any aspirants in this line of endeavor.

Rewards and Fairies

by Rudyard Kipling

‘Ah—well! There have been worse men than Nick Culpeper to take lessons from. Now, where can we sit that’s not indoors?’

‘In the hay-mow, next to old Middenboro,’ Dan suggested. ‘He doesn’t mind.’

August Heat

by William Fryer Harvey

The Connecticut Yankee

[writer and director unknown]

The Steps to Nowhere

by Grace Duffie Boylan

“Where you doin?” he asked, quite as though he had been accustomed to meeting old clocks on the stairs.

“I’m bound for yes-ter-day,” the clock replied. “Want to go to yes-ter-day?”

The Steps to Nowhere

by Grace Duffie Boylan

Through the Little Green Door

by Mary Dickerson Donahey

Phantas

by Oliver Onions

Listen. We’re His Majesty’s destroyer Seapink, out of Devonport last Octovr, and nothing particular the matter with us. Now who are you?

The Cigarette Case

by Oliver Onions

He paused, looking at my cigarette case, which he had taken into his hand again. He smiled at some recollection or other, and it was a minute or so before he continued.

The Adventures of Ceresota

by Northwestern Consolidated

The Lure of the Purple Star

by MacCowan Greenlee

Barsoom 1

A Princess of Mars

by Edgar Rice Burroughs

Yes, Dejah Thoris, I too am a prisoner; my name is John Carter, and I claim Virginia, one of the United States of America, Earth, as my home; but why I am permitted to wear arms I do not know, nor was I aware that my regalia was that of a chieftain.

Castaways of the Year 2000

by W. W. Cook

Dr. Alonzo Kelpie, author of “Time and Space and Their Limitations,” was a hunchback. Although a small man physically, intellectually he was a giant. To have him emerge thus unexpectedly through the dissolving mists of their environment was a seven-day wonder to Lumley, Kinch, McWilliams, Mortimer, and Ripley.

Accessory Before the Fact

by Algernon Blackwood

He had been an eavesdropper, and had come upon private information of a secret kind that he had no right to make use of, even that good might come—even to save life.

On the Staircase

by Katharine Fullerton Gerould

Out of the Miocene

by John Charles Beecham

We are atoms in two oceans, time and space. Walk from here to the forest yonder, and your corporal self passes through a portion of space. Each moment you live you pass through a portion of the ocean of time. But the progression is only one way—for the corporal body. With the spirit it is different. Time has no boundaries for it. Out of the infinite, into the infinite, it comes and it goes. It is one with the Eternal. Therein Moses was right.

Enoch Soames: A Memory of the Eighteen-Nineties

by Max Beerbohm

A hundred years hence! Think of it! If I could come back to life THEN—just for a few hours—and go to the reading-room and READ! Or, better still, if I could be projected now, at this moment, into that future, into that reading-room, just for this one afternoon! I'd sell myself body and soul to the Devil for that!

When Knights Were Bold

by Frank Miller (early screenwriter), directed by Maurice Elvey

Il cavaliere del silenzio

Literal: The silent knight

[writer unknown], directed by Oreste Visalli

The Clock

by A. E. W. Mason

The Sense of the Past

by Henry James

He clung to his gravity, which somehow steadied him—so odd it was that the sense of her understanding wouldn’t be abated, which even a particular lapse, he could see. . .

Draft of Eternity

by Victor Rousseau

The Ghost of Slumber Mountain

written and directed by Willis H. O’Brien

Far, far away, at the foot of a cliff, a Thunder Lizard—which must have been at least one hundred feet long—appeared out of the mists of forty million years.

A Romance of Two Centuries: A Tale of the Year 2025

by Kenneth Sylvan Guthrie

Jules Verne, in his Tour Around the World in Eighty Days, had made the plot hinge on the fact that by circling the entire globe Mr. Fogg had gained one day. I also called to mind how, when European newspaper correspondents telegraphed to America, the message reached there five hours before it was sent. A childishly simple calculation showed that if a telegraph message was made to circle the whole globe, it would arrive twenty-four hours, or one calendar day, before it was sent. If then it were possible to telegraph twice around the globe, it would arrive two days before it was sent, and so on in proportion. If a message circled the globe 365 times, it would arrive one full year before it was despatched. 3650 times would anticipate 10 years, and 36,500 times would gain 100 years; and as to reach my wife of long ago I needed to go back 110 years, the problem would be solved if I could send a message around the globe 40,150 times without stopping. Of course, there would be a rectification to be made for the 27 leap years, so that the needed circlings would be 40,177.

The Runaway Skyscraper

by Murray Leinster

Well, then, have you ever read anything by Wells? The ‘Time Machine,’ for instance?

The Man Who Met Himself

by Donovan Bayley

Claimed

by Francis Stevens

The Ape-Woman

by John Charles Beecham

In pursuance of this theory he strove sedulously to teach the ape to distinguish colors, to recognize and fashion geometrical patterns, and to do many of the clever things with blocks and tinted paper that four and five year olds do in the kindergartens. Each new accomplishment he claimed as a triumph and a further vidication of his theory. I had my doubts, although I was willing to concede that Claybourne was a good animal-trainer.

The Time Professor

by Ray Cummings

Time is what keeps everything from happening at once.

A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court

by Bernard McConville, directed by Emmett J. Flynn

All this nobility stuff is bunk.

If

by Lord Dunsany

He that taketh this crystal, so, in his hand, at night, and wishes, saying ‘At a certain hour let it be’; the hour comes and he will go back eight, ten, even twelve years if he will, into the past, and do a thing again, or act otherwise than he did. The day passes; the ten years are accomplished once again; he is here once more; but he is what he might have become had he done that one thing otherwise.

The Man from Beyond

by Coolidge Streeter, directed by Burton L. King

He must have loved this Felice, and we may have brought him back to what is, for him, an empty world.

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

The Devil of the Western Sea

by Philip M. Fisher

But the main point I desire to make is that this neutralization was to be effected by a combination of the ordinary wave impluse with the Callieri Cool Wave. The combination, you understand. It had never been tried on a large scale—it was a virgin experiment.

So the professor was given a free hand, and went below. It was past nine o’clock.

I remained on the bridge enjoying a cigar with the officer of the deck, and chatting over a coming boar hunt we were to have south of the canal during the coming weekend. we had been talking for perhaps ten minutes in the darkness of the bridge, with the black satin of the Caribbean spreading out ahead and about the ship, and the diamond stars projecting just above our heads as though ready for any plucking hand, when suddenly we found ourselves half blinded by a dazzling light in the west.

In the Tube

by E. F. Benson

Страна Гонгури

Strana Gonguri Literal: Gonguri country

by Вивиан Итин ::Vivian Itin

The Clockwork Man

by E. V. Odle

“Perhaps I ought to explain,” he continued. “You see, I’m a clockwork man.”

The Collapse of Homo Sapiens

by P. Anderson Graham

After wading through years of fruitless research and encountering failures enough to make the heart sick, I accidentally got into communication with an intelligence whose home was no single sphere but the universe, one to whom human time was nought, as were also human fears, joys, sorrows and emotions. The fortunes of mankind meant no more to him that thosee of a tribe of insects, one year swarming over the earth, the next swept out of existence.

He would not let me address him in the language intercession. “I am like you,” he said, “but of a different sphere and a different power. I am not immortal; nothing is immortal. Neither the Earth, the Sun, nor the God who made them. Everything is passing away, or rather, dissolving, to be re-fashioned into other forms.”

Not in Our Stars

by Conrad Arthur Skinner

If he did meet Savile, he was prepared to shake hands with him in the old way, and to realize what a neurotic fool he had been: also that Destiny had made an idiot of itself with the careless blundering born of the knowledge that nobody would ever know, nobody, that is, except himself; and, of course, Destiny safely relied on the assumption that nobody would believe him.

The Taipan

by W. Somerset Maugham

The Dream

by H. G. Wells

Torpeda czasu

Literal: Time torpedo

by Antoni Słonimski

Nie zapominajcie, że to Francuzi, najwaleczniejszy naród europejski, że to są ludzie, których brawura i dzielność oślepia.

Do not forget that the French, bravest among all the European nationalities, are a people blinded by their very own braggadocio and past prowess.

English

The Pikestaffe Case

by Algernon Blackwood

Time [Cummings] 1

The Man Who Mastered Time

by Ray Cummings

“Time,” said George, “why I can give you a definition of time. It’s what keeps everything from happening at once.”

The Alternative

by Maurice Baring

A View from a Hill

by M. R. James

The Great Gatsby

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Felix the Cat Trifles with Time

[writer unknown], directed by Otto Messmer

A cat can’t live nowadays—turn me back to a better age, just for a day.

Amphibians 1

The Amphibians: A Romance of 500,000 Years Hence

by S. Fowler Wright

It’s true enough, what they’ve told you, as far as we can tell it. As to theories of time and space, I know no more than you do. I used to think they were obvious. I’ve heard the Professor talk two nights a week for three years, and I’ve realised that it isn’t all quite as simple as it seemed, though I don’t get much further. But the next room’s a fact. We lay things down on the central slab, and the room goes dark, and we go back in two minutes, and it gets light again, and they’re still there. And the Professor says he’s projected them 500,000 years ahead in the interval, and they don’t look any the worse for the journey.

The Road to Yesterday

by Jeanie MacPherson, Beulah Marie Dix, and Howard Hawks, directed by Cecille B. DeMille

I know I love you, Ken! But today—during the marriage service—something seemed to reach out of the Past that made me—afraid!

The Jest of Hahalaba

by Lord Dunsany

Sir Arthur Strangways: Only a trifle. I wish to see a file of the Times.
Hahalaba:For what year?

The Rocking-Horse Winner

by D. H. Lawrence

She Caught Hold of the Toe

by Richard Hughes

Berkeley Square

by John L. Balderston and Jack C. Squire

[The same room, at the same time, on the same day, in 1928. Most of the furniture remains, but the tone of time has settled upon it, and there are some changes.]

The Assault on Milagro Castle

by J. M. Hiatt

Between the Minute and the Hour

by A. M. Burrage

The Burning Ring

by Katharine Burdekin

The Strange Inventor: A Curious Adventure Story

by Mark Powell Hyde

The Lost Continent

by Cecil B. White

The Time-Raider

by Edmond Hamilton

Held in its shapeless form were men, who hung helpless in its grasp.

The Astounding Discoveries of Doctor Mentiroso

by A. Hyatt Verrill

Don Feromeno nodded and smiled. “Then let us assume that your purely imaginary aircraft is capable of traveling at the rate of 24,000 miles per hour or that, in an hour's time, you can circumnavigate the earth. In that case, starting from Lima at noon on Monday, and rushing eastward, you would arrive in Barcelona at 6.30 P. M. on Monday, though your watch would show it to be 12.15 P. M. You would reach Calcutta at 1 A. M. Tuesday, although still only 12.20 on Monday by your watch. At Hawaii you would find time had leaped back to 7.30 A. M. Monday, despite the fact that your watch showed 12.45 of the same day, and at 1 P. M. on Monday by your watch you would be back in Lima where the clocks would prove to that it was 2 P. M. despite the fact that you had been absent only one hour.

The Machine Man of Ardathia

by Francis Flagg

Etched in Moonlight

by James Stephens

Professor Reubens

The Master Ants

by Francis Flagg

The Dancing Cavalier

by Don Lockwood, Cosmo Brown, and Kathy Selden, directed by Roscoe Dexter

How’s this? We throw a modern section into the picture. The hero’s a young hoofer in a Broadway show, right? Now he sings and he dances, right? But one night backstage, he’s reading A Tale of Two Cities, in between numbers, see? And a sandbag falls and hits him on the head, and he dreams he’s back during the French Revolution, right? Well, this way we get in the modern dancing numbers—♫Charleston, Charleston♫—but in the dream part, we can still use the costume stuff!

Armageddon——2419 A.D.

by Philip Francis Nowlan

The Anticipator

by Morley Roberts

The Isle of Lost Souls

by Joel Martin Nichols, Jr.

The Rebel Passion

by Katharine Burdekin

The Time-Journey of Dr. Barton: An Engineering and Sociological Forecast on Present Possibilities

by John Hodgson

Amphibians #2

The World Below

by S. Fowler Wright

I know from what you have shown me already, that you come of a race which has lived only on the earth’s surface, and any cave or tunnel by which you enter it implies the approach to a confined and narrow space, so that when you attempt to visualise the condition of a race which lives under the surface, your imagination is of a cave, and not of a country.

The Seventh Generation

by Harl Vincent

Paradox

by Charles Cloukey

Cannes told of his life in that far future year, of his mystification at the circumstances surrounding the origin of that manuscript, which was used before it was made and could not hae been made if it hadn’t been previously used. He told us of the grandfather argument, and also of the time when he was actually and physically in two different places at one and the same time.

Rays and Men

by Miles J. Breuer

When Knights Were Bold

[writer unknown], directed by Tim Whelan

The Hounds of Tindalos

by Frank Belknap Long

“Then you do not entirely despise science.”

“Of course not,” he affirmed. “I merely distrust the scientific positivism of the past fifty years, the positivism of Haeckel and Darwin and of Mr. Bertrand Russell. I believe that biology has failed pitifully to explain the mystery of man’s origin and destiny.

Cuddles: A Flapper at King Arthur’s Court!

by Charles Forbell

P-p-peace! Ye half d-d-d-dressed dragon! Ye wot not w-w-what ye good Kynge Arthur will think of such an t-t-t-tantalizing reflection of c-c-cr-creation!

The Heat Wave

by Marion Ryan and Robert Ord

A dazzling streak of lightning, a mighty clap of thunder, and Paul Feron, suddenly awakened, sprang to his feet with white face and staring eyes. What had happened? God, what had happened?

The Time-Journey of Dr. Barton: An Engineering and Sociological Forecast Based on Prestne Possibilities

by John Lawrence Hodgson

Time [Cummings] 2

The Shadow Girl

by Ray Cummings

No vision this! Reality! Empty space, two moments ago. Then a phantom, a moment ago. But a real tower, now! Solid. As real, as existent—now—as these rocks, these trees!

Addison, Time Traveler

by Henrik Dahl Juve

As they watched, paralyzed, the building and air barge fell apart and hurtled toward the earth. The entire train had been split from end to end. The attacker now swung back and the then darted away.

The Time Deflector

by Edward L. Rementer

The reader will have come to the conclusion the world of 6925 was inhabited by fools, or madmen.

The Time Oscillator

by Henry F. Kirkham

Last and First Men

by Olaf Stapledon

This book has two authors, one contemporary with its readers, the other an inhabitant of an age which they would call the distant future. The brain that conceives and writes these sentences lives in the time of Einstein. Yet I, the true inspirer of this book, I who have begotten it upon that brain, I who influence that primitive being's conception, inhabit an age which, for Einstein, lies in the very remote future.

Phantoms of Reality

by Ray Cummings

I have for years been working on the theory that there is another world, existing here in this same space with us. The Fourth Dimension!

Creatures of the Light

by Sophie Wenzel Ellis

Before Northwood’s horrified sight, he vanished; vanished as though he had turned suddenly to air and floated away.

The Thief of Time

by Captain S. P. Meek

“But someone must have taken it,” said the bewildered cashier. “Money doesn’t just walk off of its own accord or vanish into thin air—"

Into the 28th Century

by Lilith Lorraine

An Adventure in Time

by Francis Flagg

Monsters of Moyen

by Arthur J. Burks

In this, I have even been compelled to manipulate in the matter of time! I must not only defeat and annihilate the minions of Moyen, but must work from a mathematical absurdity, so that at the moment of impact that moment itself must become part of the past, sufficiently remote to remove the monsters at such distance from the earth that not even the mighty genius of Moyen can return them!

The Readers’ Corner

by multiple writers

Dear Editor: Thus far the chief objection to time traveling has been this: if a person was sent back into the past or projected into the future, it would be possible for said person to interfere most disastrously with his own birth. —Arthur Berkowitz, 768 Beck Street, Bronx, N.Y. (Mar 1932)

Dear Editor: I write this letter to comment, not on the stories, which satisfy me, but on a few letters in the “Corner” of the March issue; especially Mr. Berkowitz’ letter. . . . Since he brought up the question of the time-traveler interfering disastrously with his own birth, I will discuss it. . . . Back he goes into time and meets his grandfather, before his father’s birth. For some reason John kills his grandfather. —Robert Feeney, 5334 Euclid, Kansas City, Mo. (Jun 1932)

Dear Editor: I read and enjoyed Mr. Feeney’s interesting letter in the June issue, but wish to ask: Why pick on grandfather?. . . This incessant murdering of harmless ancestors must stop. —Donald Allgeier, Mountain Grove, Mo. (Jan 1933)

The Atom-Smasher

by Victor Rousseau

The Planck-Bohr quantum theory that the energy of a body cannot vary continuously, but only by a certain finite amount, or exact multiples of this amount, had been the key that unlocked the door.

The Royal Four-Flusher

by Arthur Hurley, directed by Murray Roth

♫ I hate to think what might have been if we had never met . . . ♫ —lyric from “Here We Are” written by Gus Kahn [lyrics] and Harry Warren [music]

The Time Ray of Jandra

by Raymond A. Palmer

The Time Valve

by Miles J. Breuer

Silver Dome

by Harl Vincent

This is accomplished by means of extremely complex vibrations penetrating earth, metals, buildings, space itself, and returning to our viewing and sound reproducing spheres to reveal the desired past or present occurrences at the point at which the rays of vibrations are directed.

20,000 A.D.

by Nat Schachner and Arthur Leo Zagat

True, he says, the Masters are far advanced, an’ able to do lots o’ thingsas a result. They’ve learnt everything there was to be learnt, they can live on the earth, in the air, in the water, or underground; they can travel to the other stars; they know how the world come about an’ when it’s ending, they think great thoughts an’things I couldn’t even understand, but, he says, what about the Robots?

The Man Who Saw the Future

by Edmond Hamilton

Then the car rolled swiFTLy forward, bumping on the ground, and then ceased to bump. I looked down, then shuddered. The ground was already far beneath! I too, was flying in the air!

The Pineal Stimulator

by Inga Stephens Pratt and Fletcher Pratt

The Time Annihilator

by Edgar A. Manley and Walter Thode

We have purposely allowed our time travellers to become known to the people of the eras that they visit, for in this way the great drama of the story becomes apparent.

The Uncharted Isle

by Clark Ashton Smith

Is there a part of the Pacific that extends beyond time and space—an oceanic limbo into which, by some unknowable cataclysm, that island passed in a bygone period, even as Lemuria sank beneath the wave? And if so, by what abrogation of dimensional laws was I enabled to reach the island and depart from it?

Just Imagine

by B. G. De Sylva, Lew Brown, and Ray Henderson, directed by David Butler

Well, her boss, Dr. X-10, is trying to bring a man to life who’s been dead fifty years!

Paradox Stories 3

Anachronism

by Charles Cloukey

The End of Time

by Henry F. Kirkham

The Man Who Lived Backwards

by Algernon Blackwood

Many Dimensions

by Charles Williams

No Traveller Returns

by John Collier

Opening the Door

by Arthur Machen

Story series

The Fifth-Dimension

by Murray Leinster

Because the article on dominant cxoordinates had appeared in the Journal of Physics and had dealt with a state of things in which the normal coordinates of everyday existence were assumed to have changed their functions; when the coordinates of time, the vertical, the horizontal and the lateral changed places and a man went east to go up and west to go “down” and ran his streat-numbers in a fourth dimension.

Via the Time Accelerator

by Francis J. Brueckel, Jr.

T =	t √ℓ - v²/c²

A Flight into Time

by Robert H. Wilson

The Meteor Girl

by Jack Williamson

A terrestrial astronomer may reckon that the outburst on Nova Persei occurred a century before the great fire of London, but an astronomer on the Nova may reckon with equal accuracy that the great fire occurred a century before the outburst on the Nova.

The Empire of Glass

by Frank Miloche

An Adventure in Futurity

by Clark Ashton Smith

And do you ever think that present-day New York will some time be as fragmentary and fabulous as Troy or Zimbabwe? That archaeologists may delve in its ruins, beneath the sevenfold increment of later cities, and find a few rusting mechanisms of disputed use, and potteries of doubtful date, and inscriptions which no one can decipher?

The Exile of Time

by Ray Cummings

Let’s try and reduce it to rationality. The cage was—is, I should say, since of course it still exists—that cage is a Time-traveling vehicle. It is traveling back and forth through Time, operated by a Robot.

Hell’s Dimension

by Tom Curry

The Man Who Evolved

by Edmond Hamilton

A Connecticut Yankee

by William M. Conselman, Owen Davis, and Jack Moffitt, directed by David Butler

Think! Think of hearing Lincoln’s own voice delivering the Gettysburg address!

Worlds to Barter

by John Wyndham

It is a difficult situation, but I hope I shall convince you. Very few men can have had the chance of convincing their great-great-great grandfathers of anything. I am now an anachronism. You see, I was born in the year A.D. 2108,—or should it be, I shall be born in 2108?—and I am—or will be—a refugee from the twenty-second century. I assure you that you will be married shortly, but I can’t remember when—I think I told you I was bad at dates.

Louise Fazenda Comedy #6

Blondes Prefer Bonds

written and directed by Lewis R. Foster

The Man from 2071

by Sewell Peaslee Wright

I could not help wondering, as we settle swiFTLy over the city, whether our historians and geologists and other scientists were really right in saying that Denver had at one period been far from the Pacific.

The Man Who Changed the Future

by R. F. Starzl

The Time Flight

by Miles J. Breuer

The Old Man

by Holloway Horn

The Raid of the Mercury

by A. H. Johnson

Rebellion—5000 A.D.!

by Garth Bentley

The Port of Missing Planes

by Capt. S. P. Meek

“I wish I could remember how that time machine was built and operated,” said Dr. Bird reflectively, as he sat in his private laboratory in the Bureau of Standards some time later, “but Jumor did his work well. I can’t even remember what the thing looked like.”

The Time Hoaxers

by Paul Bolton

They said we could hope to be received only as impostors and fakirs.

The Time-Traveler

by Ralph Milne Farley

If I could go back into the past, there is one event which I should most certainly change: my rescue of Paul Arkwright!

The Derelict of Space

by Ray Cummings and William T. Thurmond

After 1,000,000 Years

by J. M. Walsh

The Stone from the Green Star

by Jack Williamson

“That is a space-port where the ships come in from the stars,” the girl said. (Of course, all conversations recorded in Smith’s notes have been translated into our English—if they were not, no one would be able to read them.)

“Ships from the stars!” Dick ejaculated.

Emperors of Space

by Jerome Gross and Richard Penny

The Reign of the Robots

by Edmond Hamilton

The Time Stream

by John Taine]

No man or woman of Eos has the authority to direct, check, or in any way influence the free decision and impulses of another without that other’s full and intelligent consent. We demand the right to follow the natural inclinations of our characters. We demand the right to marry.

The World of the Red Sun

by Clifford D. Simak

The twentieth century. It had a remote sound, an unreal significance. In this age, with the sun a brick red ball and the city of Denver a mass of ruins, the twentieth century was a forgotten second in the great march of time, it was as remote as the age when man emerged from the beast.

The Gap in the Curtain

by John Buchan

Three Go Back

by J. Leslie Mitchell

Díoghaltais ar Ghallaibh ’sa Bhliain 2032!

Literal: Revenge on foreigners in the year 2032!

by Flann O’Brien

The Moon Era

by Jack Williamson

Time was a fourth dimension, he had said. An extension as real as the three of what we call space, and not completely distinguishable from them. A direction in which motion would carry one into the past, or into the future.

The Queer Story of Brownlow’s Newspaper

by H. G. Wells

It means, I take it, that in only forty years from now the great game of sovereign states will be over. It looks also as if the parliamentary game will be over, and as if some quite new method of handling human affairs will have been adopted. Not a word of patriotism or nationalism; not a word of party, not an allusion. But in only forty years! While half the human beings already alive in the world will still be living! You cannot believe it for a moment. Nor could I, if it wasn't for two little torn scraps of paper.

The Eternal World

by Clark Ashton Smith

Beyond the Veil of Time

by B. H. Barney

A. MERRITT, WHO IS WELL KNOWN TO MANY OF THE READERS OF AMAZING STORIES, HAS CALLED OUR ATTENTION TO MANY SIMILARITIES IN DESCRIPTIONS, CHARACTERIZATIONS AND SITUATIONS IN THE STORY "BEYOND THE VEIL OF TIME" BY B.H. BARNEY, PUBLISHED IN THE FALL-WINTER ISSUE OF AMAZING STORIES QUARTERLY, AND DESCRIPTIONS, CHARACTERIZATIONS AND SITUATIONS IN HIS TWO BOOKS "THE MOON POOL" AND "THE FACE IN THE ABYSS". MR. MERRITT OBJECTS PARTICULARLY TO THE UTILIZATION OF THE CONCEPTION AND THE NAME OF "THE DREAM-MAKERS", WHICH FORMED AN ESSENTIAL PART OF HIS "FACE IN THE ABYSS".

The Einstein See-Saw

by Miles J. Breuer

When the Earth Tilted

by J. M. Walsh

Dangerous Corner

by J. B. Priestley

For the last few seconds the light has been fading, now it is completely dark. There is a revolver shot, a woman’s scream, a moment’s silence, then the sound of a woman sobbing, exactly as at the beginning of Act I.

Omega

by Ameila Reynolds Long

I, Doctor Michael Claybridge, living in the year 1926, have listened to a description of the end of the world from the lips of the man who witnessed it; the last man of the human race. That this is possible, or that I am not insane, I cannot ask you to believe: I can only offer you the facts.

The Time Conqueror

by Lloyd Arthur Eshbach

Beyond the fourth there is a fifth dimension.. . . Eternity, I think you would call it. It is the line, the direction perpendicular to time.

Flight into Super-Time

by Clark Ashton Smith

You have always considered me a hopeless dreamer; and I am the last person who would endeavor or even wish to dispute your summary. It might be added that I am one of those dreamers who have not been able to content themselves with dreams. Such persons, as a rule, are unfortunate and unhappy, since few of them are capable of realizing, or even approximating, their visionary conceptions.

Chicago, 2042 A.D.

by Paul Bolton

Chicago 2042 A.D.

by Paul Bolton

The Finger of the Past

by Miles J. Breuer

The Man Who Lived Twice

by William Kober

The Time Express

by Nat Schachner

Verirrt in den Zeiten

Literal: Lost in time

by Oswald Levett

The Man Who Awoke

by Laurence Manning

Wanderers of Time

by John Wyndham

The Man from Tomorrow

by Stanton A. Coblentz

You know some of the modern theories about the fourth dimension. How Einstein and others suppose that the fourth dimension of space is time. Well, I don’t want to claim any one else’s laurels, but that was my view even before the name of Einstein was heard of. I’ve been working at it for thirty-five years. It’s my belief too that the fourth side of space is time, and that, in a sense, all time exists simultaneously and eternally—although on some other plane than ours—just as all space exists simultaneously and eternally.

Ancients of Easter Island

by F. Stanley Renshaw

The Third Vibrator

by John Wyndham

Furthermore, this young man can’t possibly be Adams Mayhew! Why Mayhew would be nearly eighty, if he were alive today, and this man is still in his twenties.

The Golden City

by Ralph Milner Farley

The Intelligence Gigantic

by John Russell Fearn

The End of the World

by Ralph Milne Farley

Turn Back the Clock

by Edgar Selwyn and Ben Jecht, directed by Edgar Selwyn

Berkeley Square

by Sonya Levien and John L. Balderston, directed by Frank Lloyd

I believe that when I go back to my house at Berkeley Square at half past five tonight, I shall walk straight into the 18th century and meet the people living there.

Race through Time 1

A Race through Time

by Donald Wandrei

Theft of the Washington Monument

by Robert Arthur, Jr.

The Beetle in the Amber

by Joseph W. Skidmore

From the looks of the Brontosaurus . . . we are in the Pleistocene period.

The End of Tyme

by A. Fedor and Henry Hasse

So it was with such thoughts that Pencill turned to the first page. “The End of Time by Hamil Edmondton,” he read aloud, as was his habit when alone. With but a causual interest he began the story; but as the clock ticked and he read on, this interest became more than a casual one, and soon he was reading carefully, keenly, and with much enjoyment. On and on he read, and inexorable Fate slowly marshalled her forces in favor of the heroes case into time, and Pencill became aware that soon the story must end. End it did, in a very logical and pleasing way, and Pencill reluctantly placed the manuscript on his desk.

Ancestral Voices

by Nat Schachner

The year of grace 1935! A dull year, a comfortable year! Nothing much happened. The depression was over; people worked steadily at their jobs and forgot that they had every starved; Roosevelt was still President of the United States; Hitler was firmly ensconced in Germany; France talked of security; Japan continued to defend itself against China by swallowing a few more provinces; Russia was about to commence on the third Five Year Plan, to be completed in two years; and, oh, yes—Cuba was still in revolution.

A Race Through Time 2

Farewell to Earth

by Donald Wandrei

Island of Science

by B. S. Keirstead

Taa the Terrible

by Malcolm Jameson

My people now go into the long sleep. We do that out of terror of Taa, for when he roams the land in wrath no thing that can feel, see or hear can survive.Only in these catacombs is it possible to bear his thunders and live. We call it the Sleep of Ten Thousand Years, though no one knows how long the time really is.

Terror Out of Time

by Jack Williamson

I must have a subject. And there is a certain—risk. Not great, now, I’m sure. My apparatus is improved. But, in my first trial, my subject was—injured. I’ve been wondering, Mr. Webb, if you—

Proud Man

by Katharine Burdekin

To return to my dream, this person thought that either you or I should go among these subhumans, and yoiu, though willing to go, were a shade less willing than I. So it was decided that I was to go, and when I asked this person, who had been thinking to us about these creatures, how I should come to them, seeing that they were either on another planet or in another time, the way thither was made clear to me, for all I had to do was to wish to be there with them, and there, wherever or whenever it was, I should be.

I am much inclined to think it was not on another planet, but on the same planet in another time.

Wind from the North

by Joseph O’Neill

To-Day’s Yesterday

by Russell Blaiklock

The First Chapter of the Radio War

by Ralph Milne Farley

In addition to his various tricks of magic, this young Chinaman had another typically Oriental trait, namely that of being able to commune with his ancestors.

The Time Jumpers

by Philip Francis Nowlan

Our first experience with the time-car was harrowing.

The Retreat from Utopia

by Wallace West

The Time Impostor

by Nat Schachner

The Time Traveller

by A. M. Low

The Mentanicals

by Francis Flagg

Professor Stringer threw open the laboratory door and turned on the lights. We saw it then, an odd machine, shiny and rounded, occupying the center of the workshop floor. I had been drinking, you will recollect, and my powers of observation were not at their best. It was the same with the others. When I questioned them later, they could give no adequate description of it. “So this,” said Olson Smith rather flatly, “is a time machine.” The doctor walked about—a little unsteadily I noticed—and viewed it from all angles. “The passenger,” said the Professor, “sits here. Notice this lever on the graduated face of the dial; it controls the machine. Turn it this way from Zero and one travels into the past; throw it ahead and one travels into the future. The return of the lever to Zero will return the machine to the point of departure in time. The electronic flow.. . .” he went into obscure details. “Will it work?” demanded the Doctor.

The Long Night

by Charles Willard Diffin

Past, present, future—all one. And we, moving along the dimension called time, intersect them. I can’t grasp it. But I can’t deny it. If only there were proof—

Invaders from Time

by John Russell Fearn

It’s a paradox.

Before the Dawn

by Eric Temple Bell

Sidewise in Time

by Murray Leinster

Through the Gates of the Silver Key

by H. P. Lovecraft and E. Hoffmann Price

Voice of Atlantis

by Laurence Manning

The Men from Gayln

by E. Mantell

The Return of Tyme

by A. Fedor and Henry Hasse

Did you ever see a man suddenly materilize out of thin air directly in front of you, directly on the spot where you had been looking at nothing the instant before? If not, you must try it some time. It must be a very astonishing spectacle. That’s what happened to B. Lue Pencill . . .

Time Haven

by Howard Wandrei

Of course! It has always been known that you would ‘appear’ sooner or later.

Inflexure

by H. L. Gold

I’m over the Caroline Islands, longitude 158° 23´ west, latitude 8° 30´ north. There’re millions of people drowning all around me. What shall I do?

The First Flight

by Joseph W. Skidmore

It struck Dowb high in the thigh, hurling him skyward like a stone from a catapult. With an inherited instinct from ancestors who had clutched at tree-tops, Dowb sailed through the air, hands outstretched, claw-like, ready to grasp.

For a moment the slow brain of Dowb fancied he had been hurled into a tree, as his sinewy arms and legs grasped an obstruction that had brought him up abruptly in mid-flight. But the object moved and swooped crazily, and Dowb realized that he had grasped the neck of the beast directly below its repulsive head.

Twilight

by John W. Campbell, Jr.

They stand about, little misshapen men with huge heads. But their heads contain only brains. They had machines that could think—but somebody turned them off a long time ago, and no one knew how to start them again. That was the trouble with them. They had wonderful brains. Far better than yours or mine. But it must have been millions of years ago when they were turned off, too, and they just hadn’t thought since then. Kindly little people.

The Time Tragedy

by Raymond A. Palmer

Into the future she had gone, William said, and I had no reason to doubt him. The cat took the matter in a calm way and seemed in no wise injured by its uncanny transit.

Lux Radio Theater [s:1e9]

Berkeley Square

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Elsewhere and Otherwise

by Algernon Blackwood

The Prenatal Plagiarism

by Mort Weisinger

Pre-Superman Comic Books

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Binks: Why—why—I can understand what they’re saying!

Bobby: So can I! It’s that magic crystal that did it!

Time Control

by Philip Jacques Bartel

Valley of the Rukh

by Harl Vincent

The Eternal Cycle

by Edmond Hamilton

I Am Dead

by Harold Ward

The 32nd of May

by Paul Ernst

The Prophetic Voice

by Laurence Manning

Relativity to the Rescue

by J. Harvey Haggard

Brick Bradford

by William Ritt and Clarence Gray

Into the past . . . into the future . . . read on for another exciting adventure in time with Brick Bradford

Liners 1

Liners of Time

by John Russell Fearn

The Experiment

by R. H. Barlow

Alas, All Thinking

by Harry Bates

I showed her New York. She’d say, “But why do the people hurry so? Is it really necessary for all those automobiles to keep going and coming? Do the people like to live in layers? If the United States is as big as you say it is, why do you build such high buildings? What is your reason for having so few people rich, so many people poor?” It was like that. And endless.

Alas, All Thinking!

by Harry Bates

A Thief in Time

by Vernon H. Jones

The Bungle Family

by Harry J. Tuthill

Why anyone knows this is the year 7324. What did you think it was, old-timer?

The Branches of Time

by David R. Daniels

The Kingdom of Thought

by Lloyd Arthur Eshbach

The Man Who Met Himself

by Ralph Milne Farley

“It cannot be,” the Abbot asserted suavely. “The years from 1925 to 1935 happen only once in the whole course of eternity. You are not now living through a repetition of those ten years. Rather it is those same ten years. The events which you remember as having happened back in Boston, and the events which are happening here today, are happening simultaneously. Your ten years in Boston from 1925 to 1935, are one and the same ten years. It is only an illusion of your mind that they seem to be successive, rather than concurrent. And this illusion is not so different from the illusion of all mankind with respect to the flow of timel for Brahm, the Creator, sees all time and all space as once complete instantaneous event.”

The Reign of the Reptiles

by Alan Connell

The Worlds of If

by Stanley Weinbaum

Night

by John W. Campbell, Jr.

Ah, yes, you have a mathematical means of expression, but no understanding of that time, so it is useless. But the last of humanity was allowed to end before the Sun changed from the original G-O stage—a very, very long time ago.

The Fall of Mercury

by Leslie F. Stone

The Fourth-Dimensional Demonstrator

by Murray Leinster

“These,” said Pete calmly, “are my fiancée.”

Human Machines

by J. Harvey Haggard

Time Found Again

by Mildred Cram

He ran a few steps forward in the dark, stumbling. The syncopated, thudding hoofbeats broke rhythm, paused. . . And Bart Henderson found himself, in broad daylight, standing beside a fine carriage driven by a coachman in livery, drawn by two black horses with silver-trimmed harness.

When Knights Were Bold

by Douglas Furber and Austin Parker, directed by Jack Raymond

♫ Then let me dream and never awake until I make you mine ♫ . . . Ah, Rowena [falls asleep]

In the World’s Dusk

by Edmond Hamilton

There are no living men and women in the world today. But what of the trillions of men and women who have existed on Earth in the past? Those trillions are separated from me by the abyss of time. Yet. . .

Pre-Vision

by John Pierce

The Shadow Out of Time

by H. P. Lovecraft

The projected mind, in the body of the organism of the future, would then pose as a member of the race whose outward form it wore, learning as quickly as possible all that could be learned of the chosen age and its massed information and techniques.

The Time Decelerator

by A. Macfadyen, Jr.

Huh. I guess time is weird here. I didn’t write that e-mail—yet.

The Man Who Could Work Miracles

by Lajos Biró, directed by Lotar Medes and Alexander Kroda

The Land Where Time Stood Still

by Arthur Leo Zagat

Time’s all mixed up. It’s as if the universe were the rim of a great wheel, whirling through Time. As if, somehow, we have left that rim, shot inward along different spokes whose outer ends are different years, far apart, and reached the wheel’s axis where all the year-spokes join. The center point of the hub, that doesn’t move at all through Time, because it is the center. Where there is no Time. Where the past and the present and the future are all one. A land, in some weird other dimension, where Time stands still.

The Time Entity

by Otto Binder

Popeye the Sailor

by Elzie Crisler Segar

Huck-huck-huck-huck. There ain’t no such thing as pirates, Olive. They’re only a fragamentation of the imagamentation.

Hairbreadth Harry

by F. O. Alexander

Harry! A mouse is in the trap and I haven’t the nerve to—OH!—you’ve knocked over the magic hour glass. . .!

Trapped in Eternity

by Ray Cummings

Tryst in Time

by C. L. Moore

I can transport you into the past, and you can create events there which never took place in the past we know—but the events are not new. They were ordained from the beginning, if you took that particular path. You are simply embarking upon a different path into a different future, a fixed and preordained future, yet one which will be strange to you because it lies outside your own layer of experience. So you have infinite freedom in all your actions, yet everything you can possibly do is already fixed in time.

Skyraft

by Charles Clark

Star Maker

by Olaf Stapledon

Myra North, Special Nurse

by Ray Thompson and Charles Coll

Now then, just visualize how important it might be if we were able to see what was happening a year from now!

He Who Mastered Time

by J. Harvey Haggard

He stood on a flat plain that undulated gently. That much was understandable. The surface of the earth, if it really was changing rapidly, had become a mere blur to his senses. The solid ring of substance across the sky was the sun, traveling at a prodigious rate that kept pase with his transit through Time. The retina of the eye caught its image as a solid ring, so swift was the earth’s rotation. As the seasons altered the ring shifted lower or higher across the horizon, that was all.

Down the Dimensions

by Nelson S. Bond

Sands of Time 1

The Sands of Time

by P. Schuyler Miller

Incidentally, I have forgotten the most important thing of all. Remember that Donovan’s dominating idea was to prove to me, and to the world, that he had been in the Cretaceous and hobnobbed with its flora and fauna. He was a physicist by inclination, and had the physicist’s flair for ingenious proofs. Before leaving, he loaded a lead cube with three quartz quills of pure radium chloride that he had been using in a previous experiment, and locked the whole thing up in a steel box.

Forgetfulness

by John W. Campbell, Jr.

In the first revolution it made, the first day it was built, it circled to the ultimate end of time and the universe, and back to the day it was built.

Lost in Time

by Arthur Leo Zagat

You just trust your Uncle Jim! Everything’s going to be all right, sure as God made little apples. Just sit down over here, and powder your nose, or whatever they do in your time. Then you can tell me all about it.

Reverse Phylogeny

by Ameila Reynolds Long

There are times, I reflected, when nothing else in the English language is so expressive as the single word, “Nuts.” But I said nothing, hoping that he would work off his enthusiasm by writing a letter to the magazine. I should have known better.

Seeker of To-Morrow

by Eric Frank Russell and Leslie J. Johnson

I had set up my laboratory in the wilds of the Peak District in Derbyshire, in England, where work could be carried on with the minimum of interference. From this laboratory I had dispatched into the unknown, presumably the future, a multitude of objects, including several live creatures such as rats, mice, pigeons and domestic fowl. In no case could I bring back anything I had made to vanish. Once gone, the subject was gone forever. There was no way of discovering exactly where it had gone. There was nothing but to take a risk and go myself.

Time and the Conways

by J. B. Priestley

The Isolinguals

by L. Sprague de Camp

Past, Present and Future

by Nat Schachner

I Have Been Here Before

by J. B. Priestley

City of the Rocket Horde

by Nat Schachner

Liners 2

Zagribud

by John Russell Fearn

Cosmic Corkscrew

by Isaac Asimov

In it, I viewed time as a helix (this is, as something like a bedspring). Someone could cut across from one turn directly to the next, thus moving into the future by some exact interval, but being incapable of traveling one day less into the future. (I didn’t know the term at the time, but what I had done was to “quantize” time travel.)

For Us, the Living

by Robert A. Heinlein

“Let me get out of these furs.” She walked away while fumbling with a zipper at her throat. The furs were all one garment which slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor. Perry felt a shock like an icy shower and then a warm tingle.

Hal Hardy and the Lost Land of Giants

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The beast Hal saw looked like a rhinoceros, save for the horns.

The Once and Future King

by T. H. White

EVERYTHING NOT FORBIDDEN IS COMPULSORY.

Shuffled Symphonies

by Basil Reynolds

A few more shivers and quivers, and the heap of gleaming metal sprang into life and bowled after the terrified Twin!

Lords of 9016

by John Russell Fearn

Not ants of your time, however, but the rulers of the year ninety-sixteen, seven thousand of so years ahead of you—time enough for the busy creatures of your present day to have evolved into the significant might you see we have.

Island of the Individualists

by Nat Schachner

The Legion of Time

by Jack Williamson

But Max Planck with the quantum theory, de Broglie and Schroedinger with the wave mechanics, Heisenberg with matrix mechanics, enourmously complicated the structure of the universe—and with it the problem of Time.

With the substitution of waves of probability for concrete particles, the world lines of objects are no longer the fixed and simple paths they once were. Geodesics have an infinite proliferation of possible branches, at the whim of sub-atomic indeterminism.

Still, of course, in large masses the statistical results of the new physics are not much different from those given by the classical laws. But there is a fundamental difference. The apparent reality of the universe is the same—but it rests upon a quicksand of possible change.

The Invisible Bomber

by Ralph Milne Farley

We human beings live in a three dimensional space, or which time has sometimes been called the fourth dimension. But did it ever occur to you, Mr. President, that we do not extend in time. We never experience any other time than the present. Our so-called space-time existence is thus seen to be a mere three-dimensional layer, or lamina, infinitely thin in the time direction. There could exist another three-dimensional space just a second or two away from ours, and we would never know it.

The Dangerous Dimension

by L. Ron Hubbard

Language for Time Travelers

by L. Sprague de Camp

Wah lenksh? Inksh lenksh, coss. Wah you speak? Said, sah-y, daw geh-ih. Daw, neitha. You fresh? Jumm?

Through the Time-Radio

by Stanton A. Coblentz

Time for Sale

by Ralph Milne Farley

Fiction House Comics

by Thurman T. Scott

My name is Stuart Taylor. Do you mind if I ask what seems a silly question! What year is this?

Other Tracks

by William Sell

If—You Were Stranded in Time

by Jack Binder

Suppose some fourth-dimensional phenomenon catapulted you back to the days of Caesar, with the possibility of a return to your own twentieth century entirely removed. Equipped with an elementary understanding of various sciences, how would you capitalize on your knowledge of future events and discoveries? Could you, with a head-start of two thousand years, earn a living?

The Loot of Time

by Clifford D. Simak

DC Comics

by multiple writers and artists

History runs wild when Columbus, Napoléon, and Cleopatra journey through time from the past to the present!

The Ship That Flew

by Hilda Lewis

It was lovely in the magic ship, lovelier than any one could possibly have imagined. The wind sent their hair streaming backwards. Birds flew past with movements scarcely less graceful that those of the ship. The children sang for joy in the keen, fresh air. The song that they sang had no words, it just came out in trills and rhythms because they were so happy.

The Shadow [s2.e15]

The Man Who Murdered Time

by Walter B. Gibson

My machine bends the straight track of time, curves it, curves it, so that the time track forms a perfect circle!

Alley Oop

by V. T. Hamlin

By golly, kid, I’d swear that thing wasn’t there a while ago! I’m gonna see what—

Sands of Time 2

Coils of Time

by P. Schuyler Miller

It’s another form of the space-time field that I use in the Egg to bridge the gap between the coils of time.

Fox Features Syndicate Comics

by Victor S. Fox

I’ll project the City of Zoom into the past where it will be safe for the time being!

The Gnarly Man

by L. Sprague de Camp

Master Gerald of Cambray

by Nat Schachner

“My subject,” he began, “is the science of astronomy. I am going to be frank. In my land and time . . . uh . . . that is—” Guy frowned. He had warned him against any mention of that insane delusion of his about having been catapulted back from a future age. But Cambray recovered himself. “What I meant is that there are far greater masters of this science where I come from. I am familiar only with the skirts of this knowledge. Yet what I have to say will be novel to you, and will doubtless upset many of your present concepts.”

Stolen Centuries

by Otis Adelbert Kline

When the Future Dies

by Nat Schachner

City of the Cosmic Rays

by Nat Schachner

Greater Than Gods

by C. L. Moore

Lightship, Ho!

by Nelson S. Bond

Pete Manx and the Time Chair #1

Roman Holiday

by Henry Kuttner and Arthur K. Barnes

“Yes, my boy. I understand your aversion to making any more trips into the historical Past. You have been a—um—lodestone for violent trouble . . .”

“Something always happens to me!” exclaimed Pete. “What if I she’d get bumped off in the Past? Nix. No more o’ that stuff for me.”

“Quite right, my son. And yet—” Mayhem’s benign tone and dreamy stare at the ceiling were pure ham. “I would never have invited you here again, Pete, knowing it to be a place of strange memories, except that occasionally in our lives there arise demands that transcend all selfish personal considerations. Do you follow me?”

The Time Twin

by Lyle D. Gunn

Arch Oboler’s Plays

by Arch Oboler

The young dramalist expects to face his biggest casting problem in filling the roles of the two Neanderthal men which he has written into “And Adam Begot.” He wants a voice, he explains, which will instantly suggest a cave-man to the radio listener. With that in mind, he conducted a survey of what people expect in a Neanderthal voice. “A cross-section of the answers,” Oboler says, “suggests a bass voiced prizefighter, talking double talk with his mouth full of hot potatoes.”

All-American Comics

by Carl H. Claudy

If you stepped off this platform you’d be cut in two just as if you stepped off a fast moving train! You can’t be in two different “times” any more than you can be in two difference places at the same moment!

The Hidden Universe

by Ralph Milne Farley

Into Another Dimension

by Maurice Duclos

A Traveller in Time

by Alison Uttley

I flung open the door, and I fell headlong down a flight of stairs. I had dropped into the corridor where I had seen the servants pass with their jugs and tankards. For some time I lay half-stunned with surprise, but unhurt, for I had fallen silently like a feather floating to the floor. I looked round at the door, but it had disappeared; I stared at the low whitewashed ceiling and the carved doorways, and I listened to the beating of my heart which was the only sound. Then life seemed to come to the world, distant shouts of men, the jingle of harness, and the lowing of cattle. A cock crew as if to wake the dead, and I sat up trying to remember . . . remember . . .

City of the Corporate Mind

by Nat Schachner

Lest Darkness Fall

by L. Sprague de Camp

Padway feared a mob of religious enthusiasts more than anything on earth, no doubt because their mental processes were so utterly alien to his own.

Top-Notch Comics

by Otto Binder and Jack Binder

The time car is working perfectly! We can go anywhere. . . the past or the future!

An Old Captivity

by Nevil Shute

Portrait of Jennie

by Robert Nathan

Never before had it occurred to me to ask myself why the sun should rise each morning on a new day instead of upon the old day over again; or to wonder how much of what I did was really my own to do. It may be that here on this earth we are not grateful enough for our ignorance, and our innocence. We think that there is only one road, one direction—forward; and we accept it, and press on. We think of God, we think of the mystery of the universe, but we do not think about it very much, and we do not really believe that it is a mystery, or that we could not understand it if it were explained to us.

The Time Merchant

by Frederic Arnold Kummer, Jr.

Bombardment in Reverse

by Norman L. Knight

The Nyandrians are attacking Strofander with shells which traverse not only space, but time as well.

Fawcett Comics

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Where are we going first, Mr. Kent?

The Final Men

by H. G. Wells

No doubt, too, the rain and snow had long since washed out the Morlock tunnels. A nipping breeze stung my hands and face. So far as I could see there were neither hills, nor trees, nor rivers: only an uneven stretch of cheerless plateau.

Paul Revere and the Time Machine

by Arthur William Bernal

Perfect Murder

by H. L. Gold

Silver Streak Comics

by Jack Cole et al.

Without getting technical, this is a “time camera”! It is possible to reconstruct and photogaph scenes of the past with this machine!

Dictator of Time

by Nelson S. Bond

Exiles of Time

by Nelson S. Bond

The Ghost

by August Froehlich and Richard Hughes

This machine can send you back in time to any age since the world began! Thus I have disposed of America’s Greatest men! Later I shall take over control of the entire nation and bring them back through time to serve as my slaves!

Hindsight

by Jack Williamson

The tracer fields are following all the world lines that intersected at the battle, back across the months and years. The analyzers will isolate the smallest—hence most easily altered—essential factor.

The Time-Wise Guy

by Ralph Milne Farley

This contest is one any of our readers can win. It’s extremely simple. You don’t need to know anything about writing. You don’t have to write a story. You aren’t expected to know a great deal of science. All you must do is read the entertaining story “The Time-Wise Guy,” on page 6, and then, in your own words, in a short letter, tell the editors what you think happened to the hero of the story. In other words, how does the story end?

Your answer should be based on the facts of time travel and its rules, as stated in the story by Professor Tyrrell. Your editors suspect that the correct answer would also shed light on the fate of the Professor’s friend in Holland—rather FROM Holland. But of course, there is a little of George Worthey in all of us, and you may not believe this. Editors don’t know it all, either—

Except that Ralph Milne Farley has kindly supplied us with the answer, and we know it and believe it. We’ll give it to you in the next issue, what’s more, and they you’ll believe it too.

Twice in Time

by Manly Wade Wellman

But suppose this me is taken completely out of Twentieth Century existence—dematerialized, recreated in another epoch. That makes twice in time, doesn’t it?

A Miracle of Time

by Henry Hasse

The Mosaic

by J. B. Ryan

History is built event by incident—and each is a brick in its structure. If one small piece should slip—

Murder in the Time World

by Malcolm Jameson

To hell with the law! For he had thought out the perfect crime. There could be no dangerous consequences. You can’t hang a man for murder with a body—a corpus delicti. For the first time in the history of crime, a murderer had at his disposal the sure means of ridding himself of his corpse.

Mystery of the Mind Machine

by Don Wilcox

Not only could this machine read minds—it could read the future!

Who’s Cribbing

by Todd Thromberry

Dear Mr. Gates,

. . . Please write and tell me what you think of my theory.

Respectfully,

Jack Lewis

The Ultimate Salient

by Nelson S. Bond

The Day Time Stopped

by Bradner Buckner

The only way for us to try to get the machine working and topple ourselves one way or the other. If we fall back, we will all live. If we fall into the present—we may die.

The Day Time Stopped Moving

by Ed Earl Repp

Man About Time

by Henry Kuttner

Rescue into the Past

by Ralph Milne Farley

Go back there again to 1776, and this time do things right. Go back to just before Caroline’s death, and this time rescue her. Why not!

Startling Comics

by Max Plaisted

The machine vibrated dizzily. In just a few seconds we found ourselves back in time, a thousand years ago, half buried in sand.

The Wheels of If

by L. Sprague de Camp

Sunspot Purge

by Clifford D. Simak

Think of the opportunities a time machine offers a newspaper. The other papers can tell them what has happened and what is happening, but, by Godrey, they’ll have to read the Globe to know what is going to happen.