house, etc., may be secured at varying prices. All workmanship and materials specially attuned to conditions on ASTEROID K7 and guaranteed for PERMANENCE. "2. PERMANENT conditioning of late beloved so that, in the midst of surroundings he favored, a genuine Eternity may be assured. "3. Full details on HAPPY GLADES' newest property, Asteroid K7, may be found on page 4." The captain tossed the pamphlet to the floor and lit a cigarette. "Did anyone happen to notice the date?" Mr. Milton said, "It doesn't make any sense! There haven't been cemeteries for ages. And even if this were true, why should anyone want to go all the way through space to a little asteroid? They might just as well have built these things on Earth." "Who would want all this when they're dead, anyway?" "You mean all these people are dead?" For a few moments there was complete and utter silence in the lobby of the building. "Are those things true, that we read in your booklet?" asked Captain Webber after Lieutenant Peterson had brought in the prisoner. "Every word," said the little man bowing slightly, "is monumentally correct." "Then we want you to begin explaining." Mr. Greypoole tushed and proceeded to straighten the coat of a middle-aged man with a cigar. Mr. Goeblin shuddered. "No, no," laughed Mr. Greypoole, "these are only imitations. Mr. Conklin upstairs was head of a large firm; absolutely in love with his work, you know—that kind of thing. So we had to duplicate not only the office, but the building and even replicas of all the people in the building. Mr. Conklin himself is in an easy chair on the twentieth story." "And?" "Well, gentlemen, as you know, Happy Glades is the outstanding mortuary on Earth. And, to put it briefly, with the constant explorations of planets and moons and whatnot, our Mr. Waldmeyer hit upon this scheme: Seeking to extend the ideal