Novel-Classic Stories

Crane didn't get the nice man's name--until it was far too late to do anything at all about it.

He appeared in glory and sank without a trace. Why? How? For the first time anywhere, here is the startling inside story.

A stratospheric weather ship flying with an improbably large crew suddenly caught suspended in a force bubble in mid-air.

Sick and helpless, he was very lucky to have a faithful native woman to nurse him. Or was he?

A grim tale of a future in which everyone is desperate to escape reality, and a hero who wants to have his wine and drink it, too.

Minos was such a lovely planet. Not a thing seemed wrong with it. Excepting the food, perhaps. And a disease that wasn't really.

They didn't exactly hold a gun at anybody's head; all they offered was help. Of course, they did sort of encourage people to ask for help....

Psychopathology has offered possible answers to why, from time to time, people in large quantities "see" strange things in the sky which manage to evade trained scientific observers, or conform to what is known about the behavior of falling or flying bodies. And mass hysteria is by no means a product of the present century. But--what if these human foibles were deliberately being exploited?

You too can be a Qurono. All you need do is geoplanct. All you need know is when to stop!

Mr. Hinchcliff looked up, hearing imperfectly. He had been lost in the rapt contemplation of the college cap tied by a string to his portmanteau handles-the outward and visible sign of his newly-gained pedagogic position-in the rapt appreciation of the college cap and the pleasant anticipations it excited. For Mr. Hinchcliff had just matriculated at London University, and was going to be junior assistant at the Holmwood Grammar School-a very enviable position.