in his mind, when he really died. But he spent the days he had, after the trip, just sitting at an observatory port, cursing the traitor stars with his dead and purposeless eyes. TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES: TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES: Obvious typographical errors have been corrected without note. This etext was produced from Dynamic Science Fiction, January, 1954. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.