Major Larry McDonald was in a cheerful mood as he nosed his plane onto the runway. It was one of those days when everything seemed to be going right. The Axis was being pushed back on every front. Better yet, the love of his life, Jenny Campbell, had just agreed to marry him. He could not have been happier. His orders for the day seemed fairly routine. His squadron was to provide fighter cover for the 918th bomber group. He paused for a moment as he waited for the signal. As his hand gripped the throttle he thought about how he loved the sound of his new Mustang. It was the most powerful fighter that he had ever flown, and its Merlin engine made it more than a match for anything the Luftwaffe had ever sent against him.
As the signal was given he pulled back the throttle and was quickly airborne. By the time the planes were in formation he could see the coastline ahead. The bombers had left earlier, expecting the speedy Mustangs to catch up with them before they crossed the German border. After flying for more than an hour his thoughts began to drift to his Jenny. He did not expect to see any enemy aircraft this soon. How he longed to be with her. Perhaps he allowed his plane to drift too far from the others. At any rate, before he knew what was happening a German plane was on his tail. He quickly went into an evasive maneuver, confident that he could give the Kraut the slip. He dived, turning first one way and then the other, but the German plane kept up. Nothing he did seemed to work. Suddenly he realized that he was up against one of those new German jets that he had heard about. As he went into yet another evasive maneuver he could see flames coming from his engine. As the flames began to reach for the cockpit he adjusted his chute and tried to pull back on the canopy. Something was wrong. He pulled again and again, but it refused to budge. As the plane began a downward spiral flames surrounded the cockpit. He uttered a brief prayer and then everything went black.
As he slowly regained consciousness his mind was fuzzy. When he first opened his eyes everything seemed to spin. When the spinning stopped he could see that he was lying in a hallway. It looked like he was on a ship, But how? Before he could think too much about it his mind drifted back into darkness, he was not sure for how long. When he opened his eyes again he could see one woman and several men standing around him. He did not recognize their uniform. The men wore dark blue slacks with a blue shirt that had a green collar and green cuffs. The woman had on a blue dress that had a green collar and green cuffs. The skirt on her dress came about to the knee, but under it she wore dark blue slacks, or were they slacks. The legs flared widely just below the knees. And the symbols of rank seemed to be little colored circles or dots on the collar. He lost consciousness again and when he finally awoke he was in what appeared to be a hospital room.
As he sat up he must have triggered an alarm of some sort for a nurse quickly appeared in the doorway. She disappeared for a moment and when she again appeared a doctor was with her. Without saying anything the doctor began to check him over with a strange looking instrument. When the doctor had finished, he said, "your temperature, pulse rate and other vital functions seem to have returned to normal. Would you like something to eat?" Major McDonald nodded in the affirmative and a tray of food was quickly brought to him. He had no sooner finished eating when the doctor appeared again, and said, "If you feel up to it , the Captain would like to see you. He is waiting in a conference room just down the hall." As they walked to the conference room, Major McDonald noticed that the floors were carpeted and the walls did not appear to be made of metal.
As he entered the conference room, the Captain, who was seated at
a table, arose and, offering his hand, said, "Allow me to introduce
myself
as Captain George Richards." After a quick handshake the Captain
said, "Won't you be seated?" As they sat down Captain Richards opened a
folder that was lying on the table. Looking through the papers in
the folder he then said, "According to our information you are Major
Larry
McDonald of the 362nd fighter squadron. Is that correct?"
"Yes sir,"
"Your appearance on this ship three days ago has stirred up a great
deal of curiosity, Major. Do you have any idea how you got here?"
"No sir, I do not."
"Our ship" -the Captain continued- "has complete records on all
military personnel going back for many years. Yesterday I used the
information
on your dog tags to do a search. According to the information I found,
you have been a lifelong member of the Presbyterian Church. You are an
ace twice over. You were twice cited for valor. You were awarded the
silver
star. And you had just gotten engaged to a Miss Jenny Campbell at the
time
of your disappearance. Is that correct?
Hearing Jenny's name Major McDonald stood up. "Yes sir. It is
correct!"
He exclaimed. "But how did you know about Jenny? We just became
engaged!
Is she here? Can I talk to her?"
Captain Richards paused. He seemed deep in thought. He looked at
Major McDonald as if he were finding it difficult to know just what to
say. "I do not know quite how to tell you this," -he said slowly- "but
this year is the year of our Lord 2864. According to our records Miss
Campbell
died over eight hundred years ago."
Hearing that Major McDonald felt stunned. He sank to his chair.
His mouth hung open as if he were at a total loss for words. After a
few
moments he said, softly, almost pleadingly, "You've got to be kidding."
"I'm afraid not." -Captain Richards replied. "We found it almost
as hard to believe as you do. However, your appearance, uniform, arms,
dog tags and blood type all point to the fact that you are the same
Major
McDonald who disappeared on March 25th 1945. Whatever doubts I still
had
were satisfied by your reaction to my mention of Miss Campbell.
Major McDonald paused for a moment, and then said, as if deep in
thought. "I still find it hard to believe."
"I'm sure you do" -the Captain replied- "but have you ever seen
a ship like this one?"
"I must admit that I have not."
"Well" -the Captain continued- "I am sure that you will see many
things in the next few days that will be far more convincing than
anything I could say."
When Major McDonald awoke the next morning he was glad to find that his uniform had been cleaned and placed on a chair by his bed. This was the first day since his plane was shot down that he felt alert and well. He had been invited to breakfast with the Captain so he dressed quickly. As he dressed he thought about how good it felt to be back in uniform. He had never liked hospitals, and he liked hospital garb even less. Once dressed he proceeded to the nurses' station. She summoned an orderly who would guide him to the Captain's quarters.
As he followed the orderly through the corridors Major McDonald
noticed
that there were no light bulbs. The light came from glowing panels in
the
hallway. After walking about 400 yards they stopped at what looked like
the door to an elevator. However, when the door opened he could see
that
it had seats which faced sideways.
"This is a shuttle car." -said the orderly, as they stepped on
board-
"The shuttle system connects every part of the ship."
After a few minutes the shuttle stopped. From the place where they
got off, it was but a short walk to the Captain's cabin. As the orderly
knocked on the door, Major McDonald was thinking about how clean
everything
seemed to be. He did not see a speck of dirt anywhere.
When Captain Richards saw Major McDonald, he stepped forward and
greeted him with a warm handshake. As the orderly departed, Captain
Richards
said, "Won't you come in Major. We've been expecting you." As Major
McDonald
stepped into the room, Captain Richards said, " I would like you to
meet
my wife, Mary Beth."
Looking across the room Major McDonald saw a woman that appeared
to be in her early forties. She had on a pink blouse, trimmed in black,
and a black skirt, which, he thought, looked very similar to one worn
by
Jenny. Mrs. Richards smiled as the Major said, "Pleased to meet
you
Mam."
"I've been looking forward to meeting you, Major. Breakfast is
ready.
Won't you be seated?"
As he seated himself at the table, Major McDonald looked around
the kitchen. Little seemed familiar. It was quite different from any
kitchen
he had ever seen before.
As the meal progressed the three engaged in light conversation.
However,
the conversation took a more serious turn when Major McDonald asked,
"Who
won the second world war? You say this is the year 2864, if so tell me.
Who won world war two?
"The Allies." Said Captain Richards. "Germany and Japan both
surrendered
before the end of 1945."
"What happened after the war?"
"There was a period of economic prosperity coupled with social
decay."
-replied Captain Richards- "Even though the socialists had been
defeated
in Germany they continued to have a strong influence in America. Their
morally depraved ideology ultimately led to the death of far more
people
than Hitler killed. By 1980 over one million babies were being put to
death
legally each year."
"That could never happen in the America I knew!" -exclaimed Major
McDonald.
"Perhaps not," -Captain Richards continued- "but the America you
knew was the America of Margaret Sanger, Margaret Mead, and B. F.
Skinner.
They and others like them held ideas that differed little from the
views
of Hitler. Their collective influence had far reaching effects, all
evil.
I thank God that their cruel ideology was discredited centuries ago."
After pondering the Captain's words for a few moments, Major
McDonald
said, "Well what in your opinion has been the greatest scientific
breakthrough
in the last eight hundred years?"
Captain Richards thought for a moment. "I would say that the
greatest
scientific breakthrough came when we learned how to harness the power
of
gravity."
"How to what?"-the Major asked, with a puzzled look.
"It involves controlling the power of gravity so as to put it to
practical use." -Captain Richards replied. "For a long time scientists
thought it was impossible. However, once our technology advanced to the
point where we were able to understand the inner workings of subatomic
particles, we discovered what causes gravity, and learned how to
control
it."
At that moment Mrs. Richards said, "George, you simply must invite
Major McDonald to the party next week."
"Yes." -Captain Richards replied. "That is a good idea. We would
be disappointed if you were not there Major."
"What sort of party is it?" -asked Major McDonald.
"It's actually a celebration. The crew is excited because we will
be arriving home in two weeks. Several of the work crews are planning
parties.
The one you are invited to will be held in the officers' lounge."
"Home?" -queried Major McDonald. "Which port do you call home? Is
there any chance we will be arriving in New York?
Hearing that Captain Richards could not keep from laughing. As soon
as he regained his composure he said, "I'm sorry Major. Please excuse
me.
I suppose that I have had too many things on my mind. I did not realize
that you had assumed this was an ocean going ship. This ship is the DSS
Victory, and our destination is the city of Victoria on the planet
Devonia,
over 50 light years from earth."
Hearing this, Major McDonald said, "Now I know that you are pulling
my leg. You almost had me fooled, but when you start talking about
space
ships you've gone too far. Seriously now, tell me where we are really
going."
The Captain looked for a moment as if he were deep in thought. He
then said, "Perhaps the best way to convince you is to take you to the
observation deck. There you can see for yourself. As soon as you finish
we will go there."
As they came up a stairway onto the observation deck Major McDonald could see that it was covered by a great glass dome, a dome at least 30 feet in diameter. As he looked around he could see stars in every direction, many more stars than he knew existed. The sky had never before looked so clear. As he looked out over the ship he was astounded. It seemed to stretch to the horizon in every direction. He could now see that it was discus shaped.
"What do you think of it?" -asked Captain Richards.
"I Knew that this ship was big, Captain, but I had no idea that
it was this big."
"It is actually ten miles in diameter, and over one mile thick in
the center." -said Captain Richards. "And do you see that convex place
on the hull, about one mile from here? That is actually the top of a
battle
cruiser which is nested in the hull of this ship. There are three more
like it. They are each over one mile in diameter and over forty stories
thick at the center."
"Battle cruisers?" -asked the Major.
"Yes." -replied Captain Richards. "I am sorry that they have become
necessary, but an organized band of space pirates has been attacking
ships
like this, unarmed ships designed to plant colonies on new planets."
"How many people does it take to man a ship like this?" -asked Major
McDonald.
"This ship has over ten thousand personnel assigned to it. Almost
one thousand more are assigned to each of the battle cruisers. We also
have over thirty thousand colonists, as well as the wives and children
of our own personnel."
"Wives and children?"
"Yes." -replied Captain Richards. "We learned long ago the
importance
of the family. Much of the social decay that followed world war two,
was
caused by disregard for the family unit. The beliefs of Darwin led many
people to think of themselves as animals. As a result, many of them
began
to behave like animals. The resulting immorality had a devastating
effect
on people emotionally. It almost led to the destruction of
civilization."
"How are people able to get around on a ship this large?"
"You have already seen the shuttle system." -replied Captain
Richards.
"Every third deck has a network of shuttle tubes, radiating from the
central
hub like spokes on a wagon wheel. There is also a shuttle that runs the
entire circumference of the vessel. There are also lateral shuttles
that
connect the spokes. It is possible to take a shuttle to within two
tenths
of a mile of any place on this ship. Because the shuttle cars float on
a cushion of air they are able to travel at almost one hundred miles an
hour." After a pause, the Captain also added, "This observation
deck
is located in the center of the ship. There is one just like it on the
bottom of the ship."
"Wouldn't the people down there wind up walking on the glass?"
-asked
Major McDonald.
"No." -the Captain replied. "Because we generate our own
gravitational
field, the people on the bottom half of the ship are actually walking
upside
down in relation to us."
"How is the ship propelled?" -major McDonald then asked.
"Because we generate our own gravitational field, we are able to
move the ship by shifting the gravitational field in one direction or
the
other." -replied Captain Richards. "For example: If we shift the field
so that it is slightly off center to the front of the ship, it pulls
the
ship forward. However, to get the speed necessary to travel fifty
thousand
light years in just over five years, we focus our gravitational system
on the gravitational pull of a large star which lies in the direction
we
want to go. By amplifying the gravitational pull of that star, we are
able
to accelerate very rapidly, and to maintain speeds which are several
times
the speed of light. Interestingly enough, because the increase in
momentum
is transferred through the gravitational field the people on board do
not
feel the acceleration."
"I thought a person would go backwards in time if they exceeded
the
speed of light."
"We have found that not to be true."
"Wouldn't the ship be destroyed if you hit a large rock at that
speed?"
"A small rock would do great damage, Major, but our gravity shield
would cause a rock to fall around the ship instead of hitting it. By
the
way, this dome is not glass. It is a synthetic material that is ten
times
stronger than steel. The entire hull is made of the same substance. It
is three layers thick and designed to filter out all deadly radiation.
One of the layers is an aerogel material that insulates so well that
even
though the outside temperature is over 200 degrees below zero, the dome
does not feel cold to the touch.
"How are you able to provide food for so many people?"
"We have a large store of dried food." -Captain Richards replied.
"We also have several hundred acres under cultivation. One entire floor
of this ship is devoted to agriculture. Crops are grown there
under
ideal conditions without natural enemies. We have another floor where
animals
are kept, as well as two large aquariums which we use to transfer
aquatic
life from one planet to another."
"That sounds impressive, but tell me, Captain. How could a ship
this
size be constructed in space?"
"Actually it was built in the Arizona desert, or floating about
20 feet above the desert. A gravitational lift system built into the
ground
held the whole thing up until it could be completed. This is our maiden
voyage. After a two-month layover in Devonia, we will leave to plant a
colony on a new planet.
"A new planet?" -asked the Major, with an air of surprise.
"Well one newly prepared for human habitation." -said the Captain.
"Centuries ago many people were terrified by the thought of
overpopulation.
Millions of babies were killed in the name of preventing it. What those
fearful people failed to realize was that God had already prepared for
it. When the population of earth actually did start to skyrocket, He
provided
the technology needed to deal with it. First we learned how to harness
the power of gravity. Then as we began to explore the stars we found
that
many of them had a planet that could support life. Often God had placed
these planets far enough from their sun that they were frozen, thus
preventing
erosion. We then used our ability to control gravity, to move them into
orbits that were just the right distance from their sun for them to
support
life. Entire cities moved to other planets. As a result there are now
twenty
five inhabited planets, while Earth has less people living on it than
it
did in your day."
"That was quite an accomplishment, Captain, but what about plants
and animals? How did you get enough of them to sustain life on a new
planet?
"I'm getting to that. As soon as a specific planet thawed, we seeded
it down with the necessary bacteria, algae, and other carefully
selected
life forms. Using our knowledge of the environment, we introduced the
life
forms in a specific order. In some cases we did not introduce their
natural
enemies until they had a chance to multiply rapidly. One of the hardest
jobs was that of getting sea life established. It was also difficult to
quickly get the ground covered with plants, without depleting the
atmosphere
of carbon dioxide."
Glancing at his watch, Captain Richards then said, "I have some
pressing
business to take care of . Let me guide you back to the infirmary.
Someone
there will help you get moved into regular quarters. Could you meet me
on the bridge at oh eight hundred (08:00) tomorrow morning?
"Yes sir. I'll be there."
When Major McDonald arrived on the bridge he found it totally
different
from any he had ever seen before. It consisted of a circular room at
least
30 feet in diameter, deep in the heart of the ship. On the wall, going
around the room, was a row of monitors, which gave those on the bridge
a three hundred and sixty degree view of the outside. In the center of
the room was a crescent shaped desk or console. The Captain's chair was
in the center of it, with three others on either side of him. As soon
as
Captain Richards saw Major McDonald, he arose and welcomed him with a
warm
handshake. Turning to the others present he then said, "Major McDonald,
I would like to introduce you to my first officer, Commander Isaac
Simmons,
our science officer Commander William Lieberecht, and Lieutenant
Commanders
Henry Rogers, John McPeak, Nathan Thompson, and Allan Randolph.
"I'm pleased to meet you." -Major McDonald responded.
"Commander Thompson is head chaplain." -Captain Richards added.
"How do you like it here?" -Commander Simmons asked.
"To tell you the truth sir, I would rather be back in my own time.
I miss the people I knew, especially my fiancée. Other than that I find
this ship fascinating, and quite different from anything I ever thought
the future might be like. In fact" -he added with a twinkle in his eye-
"I thought that if there were people on other planets, they would be
monsters."
At that everyone chuckled, and Commander Randolph said, "We find
the ancient science fiction stories, with their tales of monsters in
space,
amusing. People back then expected to find strange life forms in
unknown
areas, just as the ancient Greeks expected to find harpies, mermaids,
and
a Cyclops in unexplored areas. However, when we actually did begin to
explore
space we did not find so much a one microbe. Every life form known to
man
has come from earth."
" One of my reasons for asking you to the bridge was to
show
you our command center." -said Captain Richards. "The view screen
enables
us to see in every direction. I also have a monitor, on the console in
front of me, that enables me to see anything directly above or below
the
ship."
"How do you see what is on the screen behind you?" -asked Major
McDonald.
"I could turn my chair around if I needed to," -replied Captain
Richards- "but that is rarely necessary. If our sensors tell us that
something
is approaching us from the rear, I can rotate the picture so that
whatever
is approaching us will appear on the view screen right in front of me.
Because this ship can go in any direction, that, in effect, changes the
direction that the ship is facing. For example: Our direction finder
now
indicates that we are going forward. However, if I rotated the picture
180 degrees it would indicate that we were traveling backwards."
"To tell you the truth sir," -said Major McDonald- "I am totally
baffled by all of these lights and machines. I have no idea what any of
them is for."
"That is another reason I asked you to come to the bridge," -said
Captain Richards. "I would like to assign you to a work crew so that
you
can learn more about how our electronic hardware works."
"How can I be of any use if I do not know the first thing about
what is going on?"
"With your permission, major, the clinic will plant a tiny
electronic
device under the skin on your head. That device will enable your brain
to get information directly from our computer system."
"Head surgery sounds pretty serious to me. I don't know if I want
to go through something like that or not."
"Believe me," -assured Captain Richards- "this implant is a very
simple operation. We all went through it as children. One of the things
that convinced me that you were from the past was the fact that you did
not have one. It makes learning so much easier."
"What will happen if I get one of these implants?" -asked Major
McDonald.
"The doctor will numb a place on your scalp. You will not be put
to sleep. He will then make a small incision and attach a tiny
electronic
chip to your skull. A sensor, much thinner than a human hair, will be
inserted
through a microscopic hole, into the brain." Holding up what looked
somewhat
like a wristwatch, Captain Richards then said, "Once the sensor is in
place
you will be given one of these. This looks like a watch, and it does
tell
the time. However, the buttons on it enable you to turn your computer
connection
on and off. They also make it possible for you to concentrate on
certain
specialized topics. It also works as a telephone."
"Well if you are sure it is safe: I'm game to try it." -said Major
McDonald.
"It is very safe." -replied Captain Richards.
At this the Captain turned to Commander Randolph and said, "Allan,
would you take Major McDonald to the infirmary, make arrangements for
the
implant, and see that he is assigned to a work crew."
"Yes Sir." -said Commander Randolph. "Follow me Major."
As they walked toward the shuttle Commander Randolph said,
"Major,
tomorrow is Sunday. Most of the officers will worship in the main
chapel
at oh nine hundred. I would like to invite you to worship with us."
"Will the service be Catholic or Protestant?"
"We no longer worship separately. After World War Two the push for
world government eventually forced most people into one worldwide
religious
association. At the time that religious system was totally corrupt.
However,
that corruption led to a second reformation, a worldwide reformation,
which
resulted in almost universal acceptance of Evangelical doctrine."
"I'll be there." -said Major McDonald.
As soon as they arrived at the infirmary Commander Randolph made
arrangements for the implant. Major McDonald was surprised at how
quickly
he was taken to the operating room. He was even more surprised by how
quickly
the surgery was over. As he walked out of the operating room he said,
"Doc,
that could not have taken more than ten minutes, and I cannot even feel
the place where you cut. Don't I at least need a bandage of some sort?"
"No." -the doctor said with a grin. "I glued the incision back with
a glue very similar to the bonding agent which holds your cells
together.
As a result the incision is already ninety percent healed."
"Amazing. You sure have my vote doc."
"I'm glad you are pleased. By the way my name is Southwood, Harold
Southwood." The doctor paused for a moment, and then picking something
up from the table, said, "Before you leave I want to give you this
link-watch.
It is set to the same frequency as your implant chip. You can use it to
turn your computer link on or off. You can also use it to set your link
to access information on specialized topics. It also functions as a
telephone."
The next day passed quickly for Major McDonald. He enjoyed the
worship
service. He was pleased to find that some of the grand old hymns of the
faith were still being sung. He was also impressed by some of the newer
songs. The preaching seemed to stir his heart as never before, and the
people all seemed so friendly. He was invited to dinner after church.
In
what seemed no time Sunday was gone and it was time for him to report
for
work. Commander Randolph had called Sunday evening to tell him that his
work crew would meet in hallway 10, section A. When he arrived there he
found that Lieutenant Leonard Scott was in charge. After a brief
introduction
Lieutenant Scott said, "Major, you will find that most of the members
of
this work group are colonists, not crew members. In a long voyage like
this one, everyone has to do their part." Pointing to the wall, he then
said, "I would like you to work on this electronic panel. It controls
one
of the doors to our shuttle system, and is not working."
"I have no idea where to begin." -said Major McDonald, looking
somewhat
dumbfounded.
"Richard, Richard, will you come over here." -Lieutenant Scott
called,
while motioning to one of the men down the hallway. As the man walked
over
to them Lieutenant Scott said, "Major McDonald, I would like to
introduce
you to Richard Watzek. Richard will help you with this panel. I would
like
you to work on it together."
The two shook hands and then Richard dropped to his knees, pushed
a hidden release, and the panel opened up. Major McDonald watched
everything
that Richard did, and before he was aware of it, he was understanding
whatever
he saw Richard do. He seemed to sense which step would be next. As the
electronic module was taken out and opened up, Major McDonald found
himself
saying, "Better check the solenoid. That is the part that most often
goes
bad."
Lieutenant Scott, who had been giving the others on the work crew
their assignments, overheard that statement and said, "I see you are
catching
on Major. Your brain is learning how to use the computer link."
As soon as the panel was repaired, Lieutenant Scott gave Major
McDonald
another assignment. This time he jumped into it with confidence. The
more
he did the more he wanted to do. The computer link was enabling him to
learn so quickly that by the time Captain Richards stopped by to check
on him, he was ecstatic.
"Captain, Captain," -he said- "I never knew that learning could
be so exciting. And I never dreamed that I could understand all of this
electronic equipment. It is almost as if I had memorized an entire
encyclopedia.
"I'm glad to hear that it is going well," -the Captain replied-
"but experience is still an important factor, and we do require
training
before we assign anyone to a job that could be dangerous.. You will
find
after a while that your own memory will record the information that you
are now getting through the computer link. When that happens, you will
be able to handle the job like a seasoned technician. I have to go now,
but I will see you at the party in three days."
"I'm looking forward to it," -said the Major- "have a good day."
Major McDonald was so enthralled by all of the things that he was learning that he did not give much thought to the party, or to what he would wear. However, on the day of the party, some of his friends on the work crew gave him a suitable outfit. Many of his friends were giving him things, and sharing what they had. He now had a drawer full of clothes as well as a shaver and other personal items that he needed.
When Major McDonald arrived at the officers lounge, Captain
Richards,
who was sitting with his wife, motioned for him to join them. As he
walked
over to their table, he could see that a young woman, whom he had not
met,
was sitting with the Captain and his wife. When he got to the table,
Captain
Richards said, "Major McDonald, I would like to introduce you to
Rebekah
Simmons. Rebekah is the daughter of my first officer, Isaac Simmons.
She
was only 16 when we left earth, last week she turned 21. You might say
that she has grown up with us."
Nodding politely, Major McDonald said, "I' m pleased to meet you
Rebekah. Two months ago I was 25 years old, now I am 945 years old."
At that they all laughed and Miss Simmons said, "Well I certainly
hope that I look as young as you do when I reach that age."
As they laughed again Captain Richards said, "Have a seat Major.
They are about ready to serve the food."
As the food was served a band began to play. Most of the tunes were
unfamiliar to Major McDonald. However, the style of music did not seem
that different from what he was used to. As they were eating, Captain
Richards
said, "What do you think of the music Major?"
"I'm surprised that it sounds so familiar."
"We have a musical heritage going back for many centuries." -said
the Captain. "We try to use all of it, not just the latest tunes. Big
band
music is often used at parties. Because you come from the era in which
it originated, the committee that planned this party wanted to include
it."
"I appreciate that." -said Major McDonald. "Do they dance to it
as well?"
"They dance," -said captain Richards- "but the dances are not quite
the same as they were in 1940. Many of the dances back then stirred up
lust. We often wonder why so many people were willing to allow close
body
contact between unmarried men and women."
"Many people did not like it," -said Major McDonald- "but they did
not know what they could do about it."
"Didn't any of them think of coming up with a different way of
dancing
to the same music?" -asked Mrs. Richards.
"I guess not." -said the Major.
About that time some of the people walked out onto the dance
floor
and began to form a circle.
"Would you like to join in this dance, Major?" -asked Rebekah.
"If the dances are all different I would just wind up making a fool
of myself."
"Let me set your link watch to the right frequency for dances."
-said Rebekah. "You will be surprised at how quickly you catch on."
"Just do what the others do." -said Mrs. Richards, as she and her
husband got up from the table.
As they walked out onto the dance floor, Captain Richards said,
"This dance will be done to an arrangement of the Blue Danube Waltz."
When they got out on the dance floor the men formed one circle,
and the women formed another circle, inside the men's circle. The men
and
women faced each other. When the music began everyone took a few steps
to the right and clapped twice. They then took a few steps in the other
direction and clapped twice. Each time the major seemed to anticipate
what
was going to happen. The two circles then began to rotate in opposite
directions.
When they stopped each man joined hands with the woman who wound up
opposite
him [her left hand in his right, her right hand in his left]. To the
music
they then took five steps in a clockwise direction and bounced twice on
one foot, then the other. Then five steps in the opposite direction,
bouncing
twice on one foot, then the other. Then five steps in a clockwise
direction
again. However, this time instead of bouncing, they turned around
together.
First 180 degrees one way, then 360 degrees the other way. This
reversed
the position of the men and the women so that the men's circle was now
on the inside. The routine then started again with everyone taking
three
steps to the right and clapping twice. When the music ended they all
returned
to their table in a jovial mood.
"Well Major, How did you like it?" -asked Mrs. Richards, once they
were seated.
"I loved it." -said the Major. "I seemed to know exactly what to
do next."
"The band loads each dance into the computer so that the steps are
communicated to you through the link." -said Captain Richards.
During the evening the foursome joined in several dances. Most of
them were new to the Major, but one was the Virginia Reel. A few of the
others seemed like square dances, except that there was no caller. The
moves were communicated to the dancers through the computer link.
Toward
the end of the evening, Major McDonald happened to mention that he
played
the trumpet. Hearing that, Captain Richards urged him to play
something.
At first he was reluctant, explaining that because of World War 2, he
had
not played for over a year and was out of practice. However, Captain
Richards
told him, "The computer link will help you remember which notes to
play.
Just pick out a tune and start trying to remember the notes."
For a few moments Major McDonald seemed deep in thought. He then
said, "You are right, the notes are coming to me."
"Will you play for us then?" -asked Mrs. Richards.
"I'm willing to try, but I don't have an instrument."
"I'll take care of that." -said Captain Richards, as he stood up.
"May I have your attention please." -the Captain called. In a few
moments
the room grew quiet. "I have just found out that our guest of honor,
Major
Larry McDonald, plays the trumpet. Would you like to hear him?" At that
a resounding yes came from the crowd, followed by a round of applause.
One of the band members then stepped forward and offered to let the
Major
use his trumpet.
Major McDonald was a little apprehensive as he walked to the
center
of the dance floor. Before starting he said, "I want you all to know
that
I have not played in over a year." However, once he started the
apprehension
quickly melted away. The notes just seemed to flow into his mind. Soon
the band began to accompany him and the people joined in to sing along.
At first he wondered how they could all know the songs. Then he
realized
that they were getting the words through the computer link. He started
by playing, "When The Saints Go Marching In," and followed that with,
"You
Made Me Love You," "California Here I Come," "Tumbling Tumbleweeds,"
"Home
On The Range," "Blue Belle," "Sentimental Journey," and several others.
When he sat down Mrs. Richards said, "You have really made it an
outstanding evening Major. I don't know when I have enjoyed myself so
much."
"I certainly agree with that," -said Captain Richards. "It was a
pleasure having you play for us."
"It was my pleasure." -said Major McDonald, with a laugh. "Now I
know how Harry James feels."
"Well things seem to be winding up." -said Captain Richards.
Turning
to his wife he then said, "Are you ready to go, honey?"
She nodded in the affirmative and they both rose to leave.
"Rebekah has already left with her parents." -said Captain Richards.
"May God be with you Major."
"And with you." -replied Major McDonald. "Goodnight."
When he arrived at the Simmons apartment, Commander Simmons
opened
the door. As Major McDonald entered, commander Simmons pointed to
the sofa and said, "Dinner is not quite ready yet. Won't you have a
seat?"
"I appreciate the dinner invitation." -said Major McDonald, as the
two of them sat down.
"We are glad you came. Since your arrival here from the past you
have become somewhat of a celebrity." -said Commander Simmons.
"However,
there is one important matter that I wanted to talk to you about."
"What is that?'
"We will be arriving at Devonia the day after tomorrow. Have you
given any thought, Major, as to what you will do for a living when we
get
there?"
"No I haven't. Frankly I have no idea what jobs I would be qualified
for."
"Well the reason I brought it up" -said Commander Simmons- "is
because
we will be needing a number of new crew members when we get to Devonia.
I am a career officer. However, many in the crew have been away for
over
ten years, and want to spend some time on their home planet."
"I thought this was a five year voyage." -commented the Major.
"It was. But many members of our crew traveled to earth specifically
to bring this ship back to Devonia. We plan to have a two-month layover
at Devonia. We will then leave, taking most of the colonists on board
to
a new planet, which has been in preparation for several years. Many
crew
members will not be leaving with us."
"Are you suggesting that I stay on as one of the crew?" -asked Major
McDonald.
"I guess what I really want to ask you is if you would like to be
a Starfleet officer."
"Me?" -asked Major McDonald. "How would I get the necessary training
in just two months?"
"Our Starfleet academy has an intensive training program. You will
be surprised at how much you can learn with the help of your computer
link.
If you sign up as soon as we get to Devonia, you could receive an
officer's
warrant by the time we are ready to leave. You would then receive the
rest
of your instruction on the ship, along with on the job training."
"I have no idea how to sign up, and I cannot even be certain that
they would accept me."
"That's no problem," -replied Commander Simmons. "If you want the
training, I can get you signed up."
"If that is the case, then I think I will take you up on it." -said
Major McDonald. "I need a job and I would like to see this new planet."
As Major McDonald continued to discuss space academy requirements
with Commander Simmons, Mrs. Simmons entered the room, and announced
that
dinner was ready. As they filed into the dinning room, Rebekah entered
from the other side. Major McDonald thought that she was stunning to
say
the least. She had on a dark blue skirt, which came to her ankles, and
a pink blouse. The blouse had a blue collar, blue cuffs, and blue
buttons,
as well as sleeves that puffed out around the shoulders. Her long blond
hair fell free and loose, and her smile seemed radiant. When they were
seated, Commander Simmons asked God's blessing on the food. Once the
meal
was under way, Major McDonald said, "Captain Richards mentioned space
pirates.
Could you tell me something about them, Commander?"
"Actually there is not a lot to tell. We are not sure where they
come from. They have looted several large ships like this one. That is
why this ship was built to carry four battle cruisers."
"Surely you must have some idea as to where these pirates are coming
from."
"Well, I cannot make any official statement," -Commander Simmons
said slowly- "but my personal opinion is that these pirates are coming
from a planet called Barium."
"Would the government of that planet allow piracy?" -asked Major
McDonald.
"Not officially," -replied Commander Simmons- "but I suspect that
there may be some undercover dealings going on."
"Why do you suspect that?"
"I suspect it because of the kind of people who govern that planet.
There are at present, twenty-four inhabited planets. Twenty-three of
them
have governments that respect God's Word, and, therefore, allow every
community
to govern itself. Barium, is the one exception.
"Why is it different -asked Major McDonald.
"When it was first colonized, one group of colonists still held
to the outmoded views of Robert Owen, Charles Darwin, B.F. Skinner, and
others of their ilk. These people and their descendants were able to
influence
the universities and political system of that planet. They mocked at
freedom
and dignity as they sought to impose a socialist system on all the
other
colonists. Now one of them, who is openly hostile to the Christian
religion,
has made himself dictator."
"He sounds like another Hitler."
"He is similar to Hitler in many ways, and he is using the computer
link, on Barium, to deceive the people. As a result most of them now
follow
him fanatically."
"Is there any danger of war?" -asked Major McDonald.
"I suppose there is always a danger," -replied Commander Simmons-
"but at this time it seems unlikely. Most of the inhabited planets have
a mutual defense alliance. The real danger lies in the vast spy network
that he has set up. The preservation of freedom depends on a clear
distinction
between fact and opinion. Whenever this distinction is removed, people
begin to reason from false premises. The end result is always tyranny.
If his people can get control of the computer network, they can deceive
all those who depend on that network, by replacing the truth with lies.
"Can't the people ignore his false opinions?" -asked major McDonald.
"Yes they can ignore it," -replied Commander Simmons- "but it puts
them at a disadvantage because it is difficult to use the computer link
when you constantly have to filter the information."
"Does he pose a serious threat to Devonia?"
"Not at present. But he has a large underground organization on
earth. If his people ever get control of the computer link there, the
people
of earth may see mass deception on a scale never known before."
"Alright, enough of this gloomy talk." -said Mrs. Simmons. "Do
you
play cards Major?"
"I enjoy Bridge."
"we've played that." -said Mrs. Simmons. "Modern forms of it have
replaced the versions popular in the twentieth century. However, we
still
have the rules to Contract Bridge and even to its forerunner, Whist. As
soon as I clear the table we will get a game started."
"That sounds good to me." -said the Major
For most of the evening the foursome had an enjoyable time
playing
bridge. Major McDonald was able to show them a few tricks that were not
in the rule book. As the evening was drawing to a close, major McDonald
noticed a strange looking instrument next to the wall, and asked, "What
is that thing that looks like a piano keyboard without the piano."
"That is a musical keyboard." -said Rebekah.
"What kind of music can a keyboard make without the rest of the
piano?" -asked Larry.
"You would be surprised. As soon as we put the cards away I will
play it for you." -said Rebekah.
Major McDonald followed Rebekah to the keyboard. She started by
playing through a couple of beautiful tunes that he had never heard
before.
She then said, "Set your link watch to the music frequency."
After setting his watch, he began to concentrate on the tune Rebekah
was playing, letting the music flow through his mind. Soon the words
began
to come to him. When Rebekah began to sing he joined in. Soon Mr. and
Mrs.
Simmons came over and joined in also. As they sang one song and then
another
Major McDonald would have liked for the evening to go on forever.
However,
after about ten songs he said, "I'm sorry but I must be going. I want
to
thank you so much for your hospitality. Mrs. Simmons, your cooking was
superb. I have not had such a good meal in a long time."
"Thank you. We appreciate your coming."
As he walked to the door, Rebekah walked with him. Pausing before
he exited, he asked, "Do people go to the movies anymore?"
"We can watch movies on that screen on the wall." -Rebekah replied.
"However, there will be a projection at the cultural center tomorrow
night.
The story is one of my favorites, 'Pride and Prejudice' so I plan to be
there. You can meet me there if you like."
"I'll be there." -he said. And with that he departed.
The next evening Rebekah was already seated when Major McDonald
got
to the cultural center. He was expecting to see a movie theater, and
was
totally surprised to see the people sitting in a row of chairs along
all
four walls of the room. When he spotted Rebekah on the far side of the
room he went over and sat down next to her. As he sat down she said, "I
see you found it alright."
"Yes." -he replied. "The computer link must include a map of the
ship because I seem to know where everything is now."
"Well you are just in time." -she said- "The projection is about
to start."
As the projection began Major McDonald was startled to see the
characters
standing right in front of him. A projector in the center of the
ceiling
was projecting life size three-dimensional figures into the room. As
the
characters talked and danced and sang it seemed, to Larry, as if they
were
real people, in the same room with him.
After the projection ended, Major McDonald turned to Rebekah and
said, "I'm stunned. It was like actually being there."
"I'm glad you liked it." -she replied.
"Like it! It was terrific. I thought the movie version with Lawrence
Oliver was great, but it cannot compare to this." After a pause he
said,
"Would you like me to walk you back to your apartment?" Rebekah nodded
to the affirmative, so they began to walk back together. As they walked
they talked and laughed about various scenes in the story.
Major McDonald continued to watch what was going on for a few minutes, and then left the bridge. He was not the type who could stand around and watch others work. He went first to the observation deck and from there to his quarters. There he packed what little he had to pack and made sure that he had not forgotten anything. When the announcement came, just before noon, that the ship was docked and passengers could disembark, he was first in line. He had wondered how people would get off, seeing that those on the lower floors were upside down in relation to those on the planet's surface. The method was actually quite ingenious. The gangplank, which was actually a large rectangular tube, had a stairway on one side, an inclined plane on the other, and was wide enough for people to walk down ten abreast. Once the ship was anchored, the gangplank folded down from the bottom of the ship. Because the upper entrance to the gangplank curved around like the handle of a cane, and because it had its own gravity field, Major McDonald simply followed the curve of the floor and came out with his feet pointing the opposite direction that they were pointing when he went in.
When Major McDonald stepped off the gangplank he at first thought
that it was nighttime. It was very dark. However, as he looked off into
the distance he could see sunlight around the edge of the ship, about
five
miles away. As a large crowd began to form around the end of the
gangplank,
the Major was not sure where to go next. As he looked up he could see
people,
who appeared upside down to him, standing on the lower observation
deck.
As he stood there looking at them, he heard the voice of Commander
Simmons
say, "Stay close to me. We must move quickly."
Commander Simmons then directed those who were standing on a metal
plate to get off of it. Once it was clear, he held his link watch close
to his mouth and said, "You can open it now." In an instant the metal
plate
folded back to reveal a wide stairway going down into the ground.
Commander
Simmons led the way down and soon the large room at the foot of the
stairs
began to fill with people. As he followed Commander Simmons, Major
McDonald
could see that the large room opened into a large underground
concourse.
As Commander Simmons turned into a long hallway, he said, "I have made
arrangements to borrow a car. It is important time wise that I get you
enrolled in the Space Academy today."
"It is already past noon."
"It is past noon according to the time we followed on the ship,
but here it is only eight in the morning."
Because Commander Simmons was walking quickly, Major McDonald had
to hurry to keep up. After walking for about fifteen minutes they came
to a room. As they entered the room Major McDonald could see a large
door
at the other end of the room, and what looked like a convertible with
no
wheels parked to one side.
"Get in." -said Commander Simmons, as he seated himself behind the
steering wheel.
"How far will we get without wheels?" -asked Larry.
"Just watch." -said Commander Simmons, as he turned the key.
Immediately the car rose from the floor and headed though the large
door into an underground passage. After a while the underground passage
began to slope upward. When they emerged from the underground passage
they
were still under the shadow of the DSS Victory, but in a matter of
minutes
left it behind.
As they sped off through the country, Major McDonald could see
that
the road was not paved. Instead it was covered with carefully mowed
grass.
There were mowed sidewalks on either side of the road, and a two foot high strip in the
middle
dividing it into lanes. However, because the cars floated along, about
one foot above the ground, there was no need for pavement. On either
side
of the road were grassy fields. Beyond the fields were tree covered
hillsides.
From time to time he would see cattle, goats, or a cottage. He leaned
back
in his seat and was thinking about how peaceful it all seemed when he
realized
that there were no fences. He looked all around to be sure and there
was
not a fence in sight. Puzzling over that he turned to Commander Simmons
and asked, "How do the farmers keep the cattle from straying when there
are no fences?"
"There is an underground wire. If the cattle get too close to it
an electrode placed under their skin gives them a prick. It is much
more
effective than barbed wire. After a while the cattle will not cross a
boundary
even if the electric is turned off."
After a pause Major McDonald asked, "Where are we going?"
"To the city of Victoria." -Commander Simmons answered. "I have
a friend there who teaches at the space academy. He will help you get
enrolled."
"Are there any laws that I should be aware of?"
"I don't think so, Major. The political law set forth by Moses is
the law of the land."
"Do you mean to say that it is a crime to eat pork?"
"Not at all." -answered Commander Simmons, with a laugh. "The Bible
does not specify any punishment for eating pork. Only the laws
which
carry political punishments, if violated, are political laws."
"Doesn't the Law of Moses say that someone was put to death for
gathering sticks on the Sabbath day?"
"Yes it does. But you are thinking of the Jewish version of the
Ten Commandments. In our legal system that Commandment has always been
understood in the light of the New Testament. We do require most
businesses
to close on the Lord's Day, but we do it to protect the right of the
employees
to worship. Rightly understood, the political law of Israel is the most
fair and just system of law ever given. It was basic to English common
law, which was in turn basic to the American system of government."
Suddenly the roadway turned downward, and they went through an opening into the ground. At the bottom of the incline was a large doorway. Once through that doorway they were driving on a street in what appeared to be an urban area. There were sidewalks, curbs and even fire plugs. The light was so bright that Major McDonald at first thought that they were outdoors. As he looked upward, however, he could se that they were in a huge underground mall. The city was underground. The ceiling that arched over the street was at least one hundred feet above them. It was covered with light blue panels that glowed softly, and looked very much like the sky. From place to place bright lights flooded the mall with artificial sunlight.
As they drove through the underground city, Major McDonald was amazed. He could not help but marvel at its beauty. The buildings ran together, like many in the cities he was familiar with, but they were so much cleaner. None of them were blackened by soot. The shops had flowers planted in front of them. The sidewalks were wider. And there were benches, trees, flowerbeds, and fountains. The people also seemed to be neat and clean in their appearance. The women dressed modestly, and the styles emphasized their femininity.
"How safe are the streets at night?" -asked Major McDonald.
"Very safe." -replied Commander Simmons. "There is an additive to
the water supply which makes the sex drive more easily controllable. It
does not at all interfere with normal relations between a man and wife,
but it does keep impure thoughts from dominating a person's
imagination.
Since we have been using it, rape has almost disappeared and adultery
is
at an all time low."
As they stopped at an intersection, Major McDonald saw an animal,
no bigger than a house cat, that looked like a Bengal Tiger. "What is
that?"
-he exclaimed. "Is that a tiger?"
"Yes." -came the reply. "Centuries ago, people who were afraid that
tigers might become extinct replaced the growth gene in some tiger
embryos
with that of a house cat. Their genetic engineering produced a tiny
species
if tiger."
"What else has genetic engineering produced?"
"Its most remarkable accomplishment has been to eliminate many
inherited
afflictions. However, it is not without a dark side. Centuries ago some
scientists used genetic engineering to mix animal genes with human
genes.
They produced a race of people that were half human and half ape, which
they sought to exploit as slaves. Those deformed humans were the most
miserable
people on earth. They were intelligent enough to know that they were
freaks,
but could do nothing about it."
"It is hard to believe that anyone could be that cruel."
"I know." -replied Commander Simmons. "They would not want to be
deformed, but they thought nothing of causing someone else to be
deformed.
They even tried to pass such cruelty off as progress. It was only after
a major expense and years of effort that the descendants of those
people
were restored to normal. I thank God that it is now illegal to
introduce
animal genes into a human."
As they turned down a side street, Major McDonald could see that
they were now in a residential area. The buildings looked like town
houses
rather than stores. Each had a flower bed on either side of the
doorway,
and they looked trim and well kept. As they pulled up in front of one
home,
Major McDonald expected Commander Simmons to parallel park. Instead he
simply pressed a button and the air-car slid sideways into the parking
spot.
"Where are all the people?" -asked Major McDonald, as the car came
to a stop.
"Either indoors or overhead, in the park." -replied Commander
Simmons.
"The park is as large as the city, so everyone has access to it."
"How do they get there?"
"Above the ceiling over each street is another street, which is
for pedestrians only. All of the houses have a door, on their upper
floor,
which opens into it. That street has a stairway into the park on every
block."
As they got out of the car, Commander Simmons walked over to one
of the doors and knocked. After a few moments an elderly gentleman
opened
the door.
"Professor Evans, do you remember me?"
Of course I remember you." -came the reply. "I talked to you on
the phone not more than an hour ago. But I must admit that I would not
have recognized you if I had not been expecting you."
"I suppose ten years does make a difference." -said Commander
Simmons,
as he broke into a wide grin. "It is good to see you again." Then
moving
his hand in the direction of Major McDonald, he said, "This is the
young
man that I told you about over the phone. His name is Larry McDonald,
but
we all call him, Major."
"You say he is from the past?"
"Yes, but that is a long story and I do not have a lot of time.
The reason that I came to you is because I need your help to get him
enrolled
in the intensive training program at the space academy. We must leave
in
two months so he does not have time to go through the ordinary
enrollment
procedure. Could you see that he is enrolled and accepted today? I
would
regard it as a personal favor if you could."
"Well, I know that you are a good judge of character." -said
Professor
Evans. "I will do it on your recommendation if you will promise one
thing."
"What is that?" -asked Commander Simmons.
"Promise that you will be my guest for dinner next Saturday evening."
"Done." -said Commander Simmons. "I will look forward to it."
As Commander Simmons sped off, Major McDonald turned to Professor
Evans and asked, "What do I do now sir?"
"I was planning to drive over to the space academy this afternoon.
" -replied Professor Evans. "However, in order to have time to get you
enrolled, I suppose we ought to leave now." Musing for a moment, as if
deep in thought, he then pointed to a car parked by the curb and said,
"This is my car. Put your bag in the back seat and we will leave as
soon
as I get a few things from the house."
In a few minutes Professor Evans returned, carrying a small case,
and got in the car. As the car slid sideways and began moving forward
Major
McDonald could not help but marvel at the beauty of this underground
city.
As his eyes looked to and fro, eager to take in everything, he noticed
that no one was obese. He had not seen an obese person since he had
arrived
in the future. As he thought about this, he looked carefully at every
pedestrian
he saw, intently searching for one that was overweight. Finally,
turning
to Professor Evans, he asked, "Is there some reason why I do not see a
fat person anywhere?"
Professor Evans did not answer right away. He seemed to be thinking
about the question. After a few moments of silence, he said, "Yes there
is. I suppose I take it for granted and do not often think about it.
However,
a few centuries ago we learned how the body triggers fat cells to cast
off stored food. Since that time our doctors have been able to have the
body cast off excess weight naturally. They can even cause the weight
loss
to be confined to a particular part of the body, such as the hips and
thighs,
or the stomach."
"Is it painful?"
"Not at all. Your body does it all the time. All the doctor does
is tell your body when to do it."
As Major McDonald pondered what had just been said the car began
to climb a ramp, heading toward the surface.
"Isn't the space academy in the city?" -asked Major McDonald, with
an air of surprise.
"No." -replied Professor Evans. "Victoria is our biggest city, but
it is not the capital. The space academy is in the capital city."
"What city is that?"
"The city of Cambridge, about 30 miles north of here."
"Is that city underground?"
"Most of it is. But some government buildings and monuments are
above ground. It is really quite beautiful. Some of the design was
copied
from Washington D.C. Like Washington we have a Capitol building,
greenway,
and reflective pool."
As they emerged on the surface, Professor Evans said, "Now I
would
like you to tell me about yourself. Isaac Simmons told me that you have
come to us from the past. I am curious to know more about that."
So as they drove toward Cambridge, Major McDonald told Professor
Evans what had happened to him, and answered any questions as best he
could.
As they entered the city of Cambridge, Major McDonald could see that everything above ground was park. The government buildings only enhanced the beauty of the park. There was a reflective pool in front of the Capitol building, as Professor Evans had said, but the greenway around the reflective pool was bordered with hedges and flowerbeds that reminded Major McDonald of an English garden.
The lane leading up to the space academy was bordered by a row of huge oaks on either side. The branches arched over the roadway, reminding Major McDonald of the entrance to an old southern plantation.
As they parked near the front door, Professor Evans shut off the car. The porch in front of the entrance was semi-circular in design with a row of marble columns along its outer edge. Major McDonald followed Professor Evans as he walked through the row of columns and into the building. Once through the door they turned to the left and entered an office. There, after Professor Evans had talked with certain people, Major McDonald filled out the necessary paperwork and was enrolled in the academy.
Once enrolled, Major McDonald found every waking hour, except for Sundays, filled with activity. He had never in his wildest dreams imagined that learning could be so easy or so much fun. Because of the computer link it was as if he had started school with every textbook, every lecture, and every test question, along with the right answers, already memorized. For that reason, the course of instruction consisted more of hands on experience and research, than lecture.
On Sundays Rebekah would come to attend worship with him. After worship they would go for a walk in the park. As the weeks went on these walks became the high point of his week. The pain of losing his "Jenny" was fading and he was looking forward more and more to being with Rebekah on their voyage to the new planet.
One week led to another and almost before Major McDonald knew it,
the course of instruction was complete and it was time to return to the
DSS Victory. Two days before they were scheduled to leave, Commander
Simmons
came by to take him back to the ship. On the drive back to the space
port
they discussed the coming journey, and in the conversation Major
McDonald
mentioned that he was looking forward to time with Rebekah. When he
made
that statement Commander Simmons looked startled.
"I thought you knew." -he said, with a puzzled tone in his voice.
"Knew what?" -asked Larry.
"I thought you knew that Rebekah was not going with us. Hasn't she
told you?"
This bit of information seemed to knock the wind out of Major
McDonald.
He sat speechless for about a minute. He then said weakly, "She said
nothing
to me about it."
"Well," -said Commander Simmons, slowly- "she is tired of life on
a starship and has made arrangements to stay with some relatives.
Hearing that, Major McDonald sank down in his seat and said nothing
more for the rest of the drive.
As they neared the port, Commander Simmons said, "It is not
practical
for a ship as large as the DSS Victory, to remain on the ground for
more
than forty eight hours. Right now it is in orbit around Devonia. We
will
spend the night here, and tomorrow a shuttle will be sent down to pick
us up."
As he walked to the room that had been assigned to him for the
night,
Major McDonald's mind was in turmoil. He liked Rebekah, but up to this
point he had been too busy to think about marriage. He had taken it for
grated that he had plenty of time to think about that later. However,
the
possibility of losing her had shaken his whole outlook. If anything it
made her seem far more precious to him. As soon as he was alone he fell
to his knees in prayer, pouring his heart out to God. When he finally
retired
for the night, he felt a strange peace. However, because his mind was
racing
through plans and ideas as to how he would handle the situation, he
still
found it hard to get to sleep.
Awaking early, Major McDonald made arrangements to use one of the air cars. He did not want to call Rebekah too early, so he started driving toward Victoria without knowing if he would be able to see her or not. He was thankful that the phone number to Rebekah's link watch would never change. He could get that number through the computer link.
As he entered the city limits, he pulled his car over to the side
of the road and dialed her number. He could hear her link watch
ringing.
It rang once, twice, three times. All the while he was holding his
breath,
waiting for her to answer. Then...
"Hello, this is Rebekah Simmons."
"Hello. I hope I didn't wake you up."
"Larry? Why are you calling so early?"
"Did I wake you up?"
"No. I was just getting up. Why are you calling?"
"I just learned last night that you would not be going with us."
"Oh, I thought you knew."
"How could I know? Anyway I just have to see you before we leave."
"Can't it wait, Larry? I'm just getting up."
"There is no time. I have to leave today."
"I wish you had given me more notice. I already have plans."
"I did not know until last night. Is there anyway you can rearrange
your plans?"
"Perhaps. Let me call you back in about fifteen minutes."
"Alright. Goodbye."
As Major McDonald sat in his car, waiting, the minutes seemed to
drag on like hours. He looked at his watch once every fifteen seconds,
on average, wondering why the time was passing so slowly. As the time
went
over fifteen minutes, his heart started to beat faster. Drops of sweat
began to form on his brow. Then his heart skipped a beat as his link
watch
rang.
"Hello. Rebekah?"
"Yes."
"Were you able to rearrange your plans?"
"Yes I was. I now have one hour before I need to leave."
"Where can we meet?"
"I will meet you at the corner of Pleasant Avenue and Elm Street."
"I will be there in a few minutes."
Slipping the car into gear, Larry looked for the nearest
down-ramp.
Because of the computer link he would have no difficulty finding the
corner
of Pleasant Avenue and Elm.
When he arrived, Rebekah was sitting on a park bench, reading a book that was being projected in three dimensions by her link watch. When
he saw her, he pulled up to the curb and walked around to open the door
for her. Once she was in the car, he asked, "Would you like to go for a
walk in the park?"
"That would be fine, but I don't have a lot of time."
Hearing that, he slipped the car into gear and they were soon in
the park. Leaving the car under a large tree they began to walk along
one
of the paths. As they walked, Rebekah asked, "Why did you want to see
me?
"I just had to talk to you."
"What did you want to talk about?"
"I wanted to talk about us."
"What is there to talk about?"
"Haven't you felt that you would miss me?"
"I suppose I have, Larry. But I have been on a starship for a long
time and wanted to get on with my life."
"Does the life you have planned have any room for me?"
"It could I suppose, but I did not see things going in that
direction."
"Did it really have time to go in that direction? After all the
only time I have had with you has been on Sunday afternoons."
"I suppose you are right, but I have planned for a long time to
stay on Devonia."
"A long time?"
"Yes. I told my father over a year ago that I would like to stay
on Devonia."
"I wish I had known that before I committed myself to the coming
voyage."
"Would it have made any difference?"
"Perhaps not. But only because I hardly knew you at the time I made
that commitment."
The two of them walked together for a few minutes without saying
anything. Then Major McDonald said, "I suppose what I really am trying
to tell you is that I would like to marry you."
"Marry me?"
"Yes."
"Why this comes as a surprise. You never expressed an interest in
marriage before today."
"I thought that I had plenty of time to think about that. Perhaps
I took our relationship for granted. However, that all changed when I
learned
that you would not be going with us. It was then that I realized how
much
you meant to me."
Again, they walked a few minutes without saying anything. Then
Major
McDonald asked, "Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
"You must first ask my father for my hand."
"And if he agrees?"
"If he agrees, then the answer is yes."