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    Subspace Survivors
    Subspace Survivors
    Subspace Survivors
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    Subspace Survivors

    By H. R. van Dongen and E. E. (Edward Elmer) Smith

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    Release dateApr 1, 2008
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    • 3/5
      Interesting short story - it's basically the first chapter of Subspace Explorers, though there are some variations. There are scenes here we don't get in the book - especially Bobby's first one - and some other minor variants (the babies, for one thing). Ship is mysteriously destroyed; two ship's officers, their very new wives (met and married on the trip), a scientist, and four other passengers (who turn out, not at all surprisingly, to be villains) are the only survivors. Adventures as they deal with the aftermath of the destruction. This story ends almost as soon as they're back in contact with civilization - just when Subspace Explorers is getting started. The psi matter plays a role here, though not nearly as huge as it ends up being in Explorers.
    • 3/5
      This is a rather typical space opera by Doc Smith. It was written around 1960 so is a little more modern. The heroes are about prefect, the villains evil, all are fairly shallow. Some ships occasionally disappear in hyperspace, so this is one of them. The story is how the crew copes, and deals with onboard pirates. Naturally, everyone carries their guns.The story is about their survival when subspace problems happen. Generally, the story is very short, there aren't enough subplots, and little tension. Within the scope of Smith's earlier works and others in similar genre's it's ok, but I think others are better.

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    Subspace Survivors - H. R. van Dongen

    The Project Gutenberg eBook, Subspace Survivors, by E. E. Smith

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    Title: Subspace Survivors

    Author: E. E. Smith

    Release Date: May 30, 2007 [eBook #21647]

    Language: English

    Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1

    ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SUBSPACE SURVIVORS***

    E-text prepared by Robert Cicconetti, L. N. Yaddanapudi,

    and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team

    (http://www.pgdp.net)

    Transcriber's Note and Errata

    This e-text was produced from Astounding Science Fact and Fiction, July 1960. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U. S. copyright on this publication was renewed.

    The original page numbers from the magazine have been retained.

    Illustrations have been moved to the appropriate places in the text.

    A few typographical errors have been marked in the text. If the mouse hovers over the marked text, the explanation will appear.

    There was one instance each of 'hyperspace' and 'hyper-space'. There was one instance of 'hook-up' and one of 'hookups'. These hyphenations were not changed.

    SUBSPACE SURVIVORS

    By EDWARD E. SMITH, Ph. D.

    Illustrated by van Dongen

    There has always been, and will always be, the problem of surviving the experience that any trained expert can handle ... when there hasn't been any first survivor to be an expert! When no one has ever gotten back to explain what happened....

    I.

    "All passengers, will you pay attention, please?

    " All the high-fidelity speakers of the starship Procyon spoke as one, in the skillfully-modulated voice of the trained announcer. This is the fourth and last cautionary announcement. Any who are not seated will seat themselves at once. Prepare for take-off acceleration of one and one-half gravities; that is, everyone will weigh one-half again as much as his normal Earth weight for about fifteen minutes. We lift in twenty seconds; I will count down the final five seconds.... Five ... Four ... Three ... Two ... One ... Lift!

    The immense vessel rose from her berth; slowly at first, but with ever-increasing velocity; and in the main lounge, where many of the passengers had gathered to watch the dwindling Earth, no one moved for the first five minutes. Then a girl stood up.

    She was not a startlingly beautiful girl; no more so than can be seen fairly often, of a summer afternoon, on Seaside Beach. Her hair was an artificial yellow. Her eyes were a deep, cool blue. Her skin, what could be seen of it—she was wearing breeches and a long-sleeved shirt—was lightly tanned. She was only about five-feet-three, and her build was not spectacular. However, every ounce of her one hundred fifteen pounds was exactly where it should have been.

    First she stood tentatively, flexing her knees and testing her weight. Then, stepping boldly out into a clear space, she began to do a high-kicking acrobatic dance; and went on doing it as effortlessly and as rhythmically as though she were on an Earthly stage.

    "You mustn't do that, Miss! A stewardess came bustling up. Or, rather, not exactly bustling. Very few people, and almost no stewardesses, either actually bustle in or really enjoy one point five gees. You really must resume your seat, Miss. I must insist.... Oh, you're Miss Warner...."

    She paused.

    That's right, Barbara Warner. Cabin two eight one.

    But really, Miss Warner, it's regulations, and if you should fall....

    "Foosh to regulations, and pfui on 'em. I won't fall. I've been wondering, every time out, if I could do a thing, and now I'm going to find out."

    Jackknifing double, she put both forearms flat on the carpet and lifted both legs into the vertical. Then, silver slippers pointing motionlessly ceilingward, she got up onto her hands and walked twice around a vacant chair. She then performed a series of flips that would have done credit to a professional acrobat; the finale of which left her sitting calmly in the previously empty seat.

    See? she informed the flabbergasted stewardess. "I could do it, and I didn't...."

    Her voice was drowned out in a yell of approval as everybody who could clap their hands did so with enthusiasm. More! Keep it up, gal! Do it again!

    Oh, I didn't do that to show off! Barbara Warner flushed hotly as she met the eyes of the nearby spectators. "Honestly I didn't—I just had to know if I could." Then, as the applause did not die down, she fairly scampered out of the room.

    For one hour before the Procyon's departure from Earth and for three hours afterward, First Officer Carlyle Deston, Chief Electronicist, sat attentively at his board. He was five feet eight inches tall

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