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-*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LET THE ANTS TRY ***
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-                           Let The Ants Try
-
-                          By JAMES MacCREIGH
-
-         Dr. Salva Gordy looked at the radioactive smear that
-         had been Detroit. Then he looked down at the boiling
-          anthill. Why not, he thought excitedly, why not?...
-
-           [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
-                      Planet Stories Winter 1949.
-         Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
-         the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
-
-
-Gordy survived the Three-Hour War, even though Detroit didn't; he was
-on his way to Washington, with his blueprints and models in his bag,
-when the bombs struck.
-
-He had left his wife behind in the city, and not even a trace of her
-body was ever found. The children, of course, weren't as lucky as that.
-Their summer camp was less than twenty miles away, and unfortunately
-in the direction of the prevailing wind. But they were not in any pain
-until the last few days of the month they had left to live. Gordy
-managed to fight his way back through the snarled, frantic airline
-controls to them. Even though he knew they would certainly die of
-radiation sickness, and they suspected it, there was still a whole
-blessed week of companionship before the pain got too bad.
-
-That was about all the companionship Gordy had for the whole year of
-1960.
-
-He came back to Detroit, as soon as the radioactivity had died down;
-he had nowhere else to go. He found a house on the outskirts of the
-city, and tried to locate someone to buy it from. But the Emergency
-Administration laughed at him. "Move in, if you're crazy enough to
-stay."
-
-When Gordy thought about it all, it occurred to him that he was in
-a sort of state of shock. His fine, trained mind almost stopped
-functioning. He ate and slept, and when it grew cold he shivered and
-built fires, and that was all. The War Department wrote him two or
-three times, and finally a government man came around to ask what had
-happened to the things that Gordy had promised to bring to Washington.
-But he looked queerly at the pink, hairless mice that fed unmolested in
-the filthy kitchen, and he stood a careful distance away from Gordy's
-hairy face and torn clothes.
-
-He said, "The Secretary sent me here, Mr. Gordy. He takes a personal
-interest in your discovery."
-
-Gordy shook his head. "The Secretary is dead," he said. "They were all
-killed when Washington went."
-
-"There's a new Secretary," the man explained. He puffed on his
-cigarette and tossed it into the patch Gordy was scrabbling into a
-truck garden. "Arnold Cavanagh. He knows a great deal about you, and he
-told me, 'If Salva Gordy has a weapon, we must have it. Our strength
-has been shattered. Tell Gordy we need his help'."
-
-Gordy crossed his hands like a lean Buddha.
-
-"I haven't got a weapon," he said.
-
-"You have something that can be used as a weapon. You wrote to
-Washington, before the War came, and said--"
-
-"The War is over," said Salva Gordy. The government man sighed, and
-tried again, but in the end he went away. He never came back. The
-thing, Gordy thought, was undoubtedly written off as a crackpot idea
-after the man made his report; it was exactly that kind of a discovery,
-anyhow.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-It was May when John de Terry appeared. Gordy was spading his garden.
-"Give me something to eat," said the voice behind Gordy's back.
-
-Salva Gordy turned around and saw the small, dirty man who spoke. He
-rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand. "You'll have to work for
-it," he said.
-
-"All right." The newcomer set down his pack. "My name is John de Terry.
-I used to live here in Detroit."
-
-Salva Gordy said, "So did I."
-
-Gordy fed the man, and accepted a cigarette from him after they had
-eaten. The first puffs made him light-headed--it had been that long
-since he'd smoked--and through the smoke he looked at John de Terry
-amiably enough. Company would be all right, he thought. The pink mice
-had been company, of a sort--but it turned out that the mutation that
-made them hairless had also given them an appetite for meat. And after
-the morning when he had awakened to find tiny tooth-marks in his leg,
-he'd had to destroy them. And there had been no other animal since,
-nothing but the ants.
-
-"Are you going to stay?" Gordy asked.
-
-De Terry said, "If I can. What's your name?" When Gordy told him, some
-of the animal look went out of his eyes, and wonder took its place.
-"_Doctor_ Salva Gordy?" he asked. "Mathematics and physics in Pasadena?"
-
-"Yes, I used to teach at Pasadena."
-
-"And I studied there." John de Terry rubbed absently at his ruined
-clothes. "That was a long time ago. You didn't know me; I majored in
-biology. But I knew you."
-
-Gordy stood up and carefully put out the stub of his cigarette. "It was
-too long ago," he said. "I hardly remember. Shall we work in the garden
-now?"
-
-Together they sweated in the spring sunlight that afternoon, and Gordy
-discovered that what had been hard work for one man went quickly enough
-for two. They worked clear to the edge of the plot before the sun
-reached the horizon. John de Terry stopped and leaned on his spade,
-panting.
-
-He gestured to the rank growth beyond Gordy's patch. "We can make a
-bigger garden," he said. "Clear out that truck, and plant more food. We
-might even--" He stopped. Gordy was shaking his head.
-
-"You can't clear it out," said Gordy. "It's rank stuff, a sort of
-crabgrass with a particularly tough root. I can't even cut it. It's all
-around here, and it's spreading."
-
-De Terry grimaced. "Mutation?"
-
-"I think so. And look." Gordy beckoned to the other man and led him to
-the very edge of the cleared area. He bent down, picked up something
-red and wriggling between his thumb and forefinger.
-
-De Terry took it from his hand. "Another mutation?" He brought
-the thing close to his eyes. "It's almost like an ant," he said.
-"Except--well, the thorax is all wrong. And it's soft-bodied." He fell
-silent, examining the thing.
-
-He said something under his breath, and threw the insect from him.
-"You wouldn't have a microscope, I suppose? No--and yet, that thing is
-hard to believe. It's an ant, but it doesn't seem to have a tracheal
-breathing system at all. It's something different."
-
-"Everything's different," Gordy said. He pointed to a couple of
-abandoned rows. "I had carrots there. At least, I thought they were
-carrots; when I tried to eat them they made me sick." He sighed
-heavily. "Humanity has had its chance, John," he said. "The atomic bomb
-wasn't enough; we had to turn everything into a weapon. Even I, I made
-a weapon out of something that had nothing to do with war. And our
-weapons have blown up in our faces."
-
-De Terry grinned. "Maybe the ants will do better. It's their turn now."
-
-"I wish it were." Gordy stirred earth over the boiling entrance to an
-anthole and watched the insects in their consternation. "They're too
-small, I'm afraid."
-
-"Why, no. These ants are different, Dr. Gordy. Insects have always been
-small because their breathing system is so poor. But these are mutated.
-I think--I think they actually have lungs. They could grow, Dr. Gordy.
-And if ants were the size of men ... they'd rule the world."
-
-"Lunged ants!" Gordy's eyes gleamed. "Perhaps they will rule the world,
-John. Perhaps when the human race finally blows itself up once and for
-all...."
-
-De Terry shook his head, and looked down again at his tattered, filthy
-clothes. "The next blow-up is the last blow-up," he said. "The ants
-come too late, by millions and millions of years."
-
-He picked up his spade. "I'm hungry again, Dr. Gordy," he said.
-
-They went back to the house and, without conversation, they ate. Gordy
-was preoccupied, and de Terry was too new in the household to force him
-to talk.
-
-It was sundown when they had finished, and Gordy moved slowly to light
-a lamp. Then he stopped.
-
-"It's your first night, John," he said. "Come down cellar. We'll start
-the generator and have real electric lights in your honor."
-
-De Terry followed the older man down a flight of stairs, groping in
-the dark. By candlelight they worked over a gasoline generator; it was
-stiff from disuse, but once it started it ran cleanly. "I salvaged it
-from my own," Gordy explained. "The generator--and that."
-
-He swept an arm toward a corner of the basement. "I told you I invented
-a weapon," he added. "That's it."
-
-De Terry looked. It was as much like a cage as anything, he
-thought--the height of a man and almost cubical. "What does it do?" he
-asked.
-
-For the first time in months, Salva Gordy smiled. "I can't tell you in
-English," he said. "And I doubt that you speak mathematics. The closest
-I can come is to say that it displaces temporal co-ordinates. Is that
-gibberish?"
-
-"It is," said de Terry. "What does it do?"
-
-"Well, the War Department had a name for it--a name they borrowed from
-H. G. Wells. They called it a Time Machine." He met de Terry's shocked,
-bewildered stare calmly. "A time machine," he repeated. "You see, John,
-we can give the ants a chance after all, if you like."
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-Fourteen hours later they stepped into the cage, its batteries charged
-again and its strange motor whining....
-
-And, forty million years earlier, they stepped out onto quaking humid
-soil.
-
-Gordy felt himself trembling, and with an effort managed to stop. "No
-dinosaurs or saber-toothed tigers in sight," he reported.
-
-"Not for a long time yet," de Terry agreed. Then, "My Lord!"
-
-He looked around him with his mouth open wide. There was no wind, and
-the air was warm and wet. Large trees were clustered quite thickly
-around them--or what looked like trees; de Terry decided they were
-rather some sort of soft-stemmed ferns or fungi. Overhead was deep
-cloud.
-
-Gordy shivered. "Give me the ants," he ordered.
-
-Silently de Terry handed them over. Gordy poked a hole in the soft
-earth with his finger and carefully tilted the flask, dropped one of
-the ant queens he had unearthed in the back yard. From her belly hung
-a slimy mass of eggs. A few yards away--it should have been farther,
-he thought, but he was afraid to get too far from de Terry and the
-machine--he made another hole and repeated the process.
-
-There were eight queens. When the eighth was buried he flung the bottle
-away and came back to de Terry.
-
-"That's it," he said.
-
-De Terry exhaled. His solemn face cracked in a sudden embarrassed
-smile. "I--I guess I feel like God," he said. "Good lord, Dr. Gordy!
-Talk about your great moments in history--this is all of them! I've
-been thinking about it, and the only event I can remember that measures
-up is the Flood. Not even that. We've created a race!"
-
-"If they survive, we have." Gordy wiped a drop of condensed moisture
-off the side of his time machine and puffed. "I wonder how they'll get
-along with mankind," he said.
-
-They were silent for a moment, considering. From somewhere in the
-fern jungle came a raucous animal cry. Both men looked up in quick
-apprehension, but moments passed and the animal did not appear.
-
-Finally de Terry said, "Maybe we'd better go back."
-
-"All right." Stiffly they climbed into the closet-sized interior of the
-time machine.
-
-Gordy stood with his hand on the control wheel, thinking about the
-ants. Assuming that they survived--assuming that in 40,000,000 years
-they grew larger and developed brains--what would happen? Would men
-be able to live in peace with them? Would it--might it not make men
-brothers, joined against an alien race?
-
-Might this thing prevent human war, and--his thoughts took an insane
-leap--could it have prevented the war that destroyed Gordy's family!
-
-Beside him, de Terry stirred restlessly. Gordy jumped, and turned the
-wheel, and was in the dark mathematical vortex which might have been a
-fourth dimension.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-They stopped the machine in the middle of a city, but the city was not
-Detroit. It was not a human city at all.
-
-The machine was at rest in a narrow street, half blocking it. Around
-them towered conical metal structures, some of them a hundred feet
-high. There were vehicles moving in the street, one coming toward them
-and stopping.
-
-"Dr. Gordy!" de Terry whispered. "Do you see them?"
-
-Salva Gordy swallowed. "I see them," he said.
-
-He stepped out of the time machine and stood waiting to greet the race
-to which he had given life.
-
-For these were the children of ants in the three-wheeled vehicle.
-Behind a transparent windshield he could see them clearly.
-
-De Terry was standing close behind him now, and Gordy could feel the
-younger man's body shaking. "They're ugly things," Gordy said mildly.
-
-"Ugly! They're filthy!"
-
-The antlike creatures were as big as a man, but hard-looking and as
-obnoxious as blackbeetles. Their eyes, Gordy saw with surprise, had
-mutated more than their bodies. For, instead of faceted insect eyes,
-they possessed iris, cornea and pupil,--not round, or vertical like
-a cat's eyes, or horizontal like a horse's eyes, but irregular and
-blotchy. But they seemed like vertebrate's eyes, and they were strange
-and unnatural in the parchment blackness of an ant's bulged head.
-
-Gordy stepped forward, and simultaneously the ants came out of their
-vehicle. For a moment they faced each other, the humans and the ants,
-silently.
-
-"What do I do now?" Gordy asked de Terry over his shoulder.
-
-De Terry laughed--or gasped. Gordy wasn't sure. "Talk to them," he
-said. "What else is there to do?"
-
-Gordy swallowed. He resolutely did not attempt to speak in English
-to these creatures, knowing as surely as he knew his name that
-English--and probably any other language involving sound--would be
-incomprehensible to them. But he found himself smiling pacifically to
-them, and that was of course as bad ... the things had no expressions
-of their own, that he could see, and certainly they would have no
-precedent to help interpret a human smile.
-
-Gordy raised his hand in the semantically sound gesture of peace, and
-waited to see what the insects would do.
-
-They did nothing.
-
-Gordy bit his lip and, feeling idiotic, bowed stiffly to the ants.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-The ants did nothing. De Terry said from behind, "Try talking to them,
-Dr. Gordy."
-
-"That's silly," Gordy said. "They can't hear." But it was no sillier
-than anything else. Irritably, but making the words very clear, he
-said, "We ... are ... friends."
-
-The ants did nothing. They just stood there, with the unwinking pupiled
-eyes fixed on Gordy. They didn't shift from foot to foot as a human
-might, or scratch themselves, or even show the small movement of human
-breathing. They just stood there.
-
-"Oh, for heaven's sake," said de Terry. "Here let me try."
-
-He stepped in front of Gordy and faced the ant-things. He pointed to
-himself. "I am human," he said. "Mammalian." He pointed to the ants.
-"You are insects. That--" he pointed to the time machine--"took us to
-the past, where we made it possible for you to exist." He waited for
-reaction, but there wasn't any. De Terry clicked his tongue and began
-again. He pointed to the tapering metal structures. "This is your
-city," he said.
-
-Gordy, listening to him, felt the hopelessness of the effort. Something
-disturbed the thin hairs at the back of his skull, and he reached
-absently to smooth them down. His hand encountered something hard and
-inanimate--not cold, but, like spongy wood, without temperature at all.
-He turned around. Behind them were half a dozen larger ants. Drones, he
-thought--or did ants have drones? "John," he said softly ... and the
-inefficient, fragile-looking pincer that had touched him clamped his
-shoulder. There was no strength to it, he thought at once. Until he
-moved, instinctively, to get away, and then a thousand sharp serrations
-slipped through the cloth of his coat and into the skin. It was like
-catching oneself on a cluster of tiny fishhooks. He shouted, "John!
-Watch out!"
-
-De Terry, bending low for the purpose of pointing at the caterpillar
-treads of the ant vehicle, straightened up, startled. He turned to run,
-and was caught in a step. Gordy heard him yell, but Gordy had troubles
-of his own and could spare no further attention for de Terry.
-
-When two of the ants had him, Gordy stopped struggling. He felt warm
-blood roll down his arm, and the pain was like being flayed. From where
-he hung between the ants, he could see the first two, still standing
-before their vehicle, still motionless.
-
-There was a sour reek in his nostrils, and he traced it to the ants
-that held him, and wondered if he smelled as bad to them. The two
-smaller ants abruptly stirred and moved forward rapidly on eight thin
-legs to the time machine. Gordy's captors turned and followed them, and
-for the first time since the scuffle he saw de Terry. The younger man
-was hanging limp from the lifted forelegs of a single ant, with two
-more standing guard beside. There was pulsing blood from a wound on de
-Terry's neck. Unconscious, Gordy thought mechanically, and turned his
-head to watch the ants at the machine.
-
-It was a disappointing sight. They merely stood there, and no one
-moved. Then Gordy heard de Terry grunt and swear weakly. "How are you,
-John?" he called.
-
-De Terry grimaced. "Not very good. What happened?"
-
-Gordy shook his head, and sought for words to answer. But the two ants
-turned in unison from the time machine and glided toward de Terry, and
-Gordy's words died in his throat. Delicately one of them extended a
-foreleg to touch de Terry's chest.
-
-Gordy saw it coming. "John!" he shrieked--and then it was all over, and
-de Terry's scream was harsh in his ear and he turned his head away.
-Dimly from the corner of his eye he could see the sawlike claws moving
-up and down, but there was no life left in Terry to protest.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-Salva Gordy sat against a wall and looked at the ants who were looking
-at him. If it hadn't been for that which was done to de Terry, he
-thought, there would really be nothing to complain about.
-
-It was true that the ants had given him none of the comforts that
-humanity lavishes on even its criminals ... but they had fed him, and
-allowed him to sleep--when it suited their convenience, of course--and
-there were small signs that they were interested in his comfort, in
-their fashion. When the pulpy mush they first offered him came up
-thirty minutes later, his multi-legged hosts brought him a variety
-of foods, of which he was able to swallow some fairly palatable
-fruits. He was housed in a warm room. And, if it had neither chairs or
-windows, Gordy thought, that was only because ants had no use for these
-themselves. And he couldn't ask for them.
-
-That was the big drawback, he thought. That ... and the memory of John
-de Terry.
-
-He squirmed on the hard floor until his shoulder-blades found a new
-spot to prop themselves against, and stared again at the committee of
-ants who had come to see him.
-
-They were working an angular thing that looked like a camera--at least,
-it had a glittering something that might be a lens. Gordy stared into
-it sullenly. The sour reek was in his nostrils again....
-
-Gordy admitted to himself that things hadn't worked out just as he had
-planned. Deep under the surface of his mind--just now beginning to
-come out where he could see it--there had been a furtive hope. He had
-hoped that the rise of the ants, with the help he had given them, would
-aid and speed the rise of mankind. For hatred, Gordy knew, started in
-the recoil from things that were different. A man's first enemy is his
-family--for he sees them first--but he sides with them against the
-families across the way. And still his neighbors are allies against the
-Ghettos and Harlems of his town--and his town to him is the heart of
-the nation--and his nation commands life and death in war.
-
-For Gordy, there had been a buried hope that a separate race would
-make a whipping-boy for the passions of humanity. And that, if there
-were struggle, it would not be between man and man, but between the
-humans ... and the ants.
-
-There had been this buried hope, but the hope was denied. For the ants
-simply had not allowed man to rise.
-
-The ants put up their camera-like machine and Gordy looked up in
-expectation. Half a dozen of them left, and two stayed on. One was the
-smallish creature with a bangle on the foreleg which seemed to be his
-personal jailer; the other a stranger to Gordy, as far as he could tell.
-
-The two ants stood motionless for a period of time that Gordy found
-tedious. He changed his position, and lay on the floor, and thought of
-sleeping. But sleep would not come. There was no evading the knowledge
-that he had wiped out his own race--annihilated them by preventing them
-from birth, forty million years before his own time. He was like no
-other murderer since Cain, Gordy thought, and wondered that he felt no
-blood on his hands.
-
-There was a signal that he could not perceive, and his guardian ant
-came forward to him, nudged him outward from the wall. He moved as he
-was directed--out the low exit-hole (he had to navigate it on hands and
-knees) and down a corridor to the bright day outside.
-
-The light set Gordy blinking. Half blind, he followed the bangled
-ant across a square to a conical shed. More ants were waiting there,
-circled around a litter of metal parts.
-
-Gordy recognized them at once. It was his time machine, stripped piece
-by piece.
-
-After a moment the ant nudged him again, impatiently, and Gordy
-understood what they wanted. They had taken the machine apart for
-study, and they wanted it put together again.
-
-Pleased with the prospect of something to do with his fingers and his
-brain, Gordy grinned and reached for the curious ant-made tools....
-
-He ate four times, and slept once, never moving from the neighborhood
-of the cone-shaped shed. And then he was finished.
-
-Gordy stepped back. "It's all yours," he said proudly. "It'll take you
-anywhere. A present from humanity to you."
-
-The ants were very silent. Gordy looked at them and saw that there were
-drone-ants in the group, all still as statues.
-
-"Hey!" he said in startlement, unthinking. And then the needle-jawed
-ant claw took him from behind.
-
-Gordy had a moment of nausea--and then terror and hatred swept it away.
-
-Heedless of the needles that laced his skin, he struggled and kicked
-against the creatures that held him. One arm came free, leaving gobbets
-of flesh behind, and his heavy shod foot plunged into a pulpy eye. The
-ant made a whistling, gasping sound and stood erect on four hairy legs.
-
-Gordy felt himself jerked a dozen feet into the air, then flung free in
-the wild, silent agony of the ant. He crashed into the ground, cowering
-away from the staggering monster. Sobbing, he pushed himself to his
-feet; the machine was behind him; he turned and blundered into it a
-step ahead of the other ants, and spun the wheel.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-A hollow insect leg, detached from the ant that had been closest to
-him, was flopping about on the floor of the machine; it had been that
-close.
-
-Gordy stopped the machine where it had started, on the same quivering,
-primordial bog, and lay crouched over the controls for a long time
-before he moved.
-
-He had made a mistake, he and de Terry; there weren't any doubts left
-at all. And there was ... there _might_ be a way to right it.
-
-He looked out at the Coal Measure forest. The fern trees were not the
-fern trees he had seen before; the machine had been moved in space.
-But the time, he knew was identically the same; trust the machine for
-that. He thought: I gave the world to the ants, right here. I can take
-it back. I can find the ants I buried and crush them underfoot ... or
-intercept myself before I bury them....
-
-He got out of the machine, suddenly panicky. Urgency squinted his eyes
-as he peered around him.
-
-Death had been very close in the ant city; the reaction still left
-Gordy limp. And was he safe here? He remembered the violent animal
-scream he had heard before, and shuddered at the thought of furnishing
-a casual meal to some dinosaur ... while the ant queens lived safely to
-produce their horrid young.
-
-A gleam of metal through the fern trees made his heart leap. Burnished
-metal here could mean but one thing--the machine!
-
-Around a clump of fern trees, their bases covered with thick club
-mosses, he ran, and saw the machine ahead. He raced toward it--then
-came to a sudden stop, slipping on the damp ground.
-
-For there were _two_ machines in sight.
-
-The farther machine was his own, and through the screening mosses he
-could see two figures standing in it, his own and de Terry's.
-
-But the nearer was a larger machine, and a strange design.
-
-And from it came a hastening mob--not a mob of men, but of black insect
-shapes racing toward him.
-
-Of course, thought Gordy, as he turned hopelessly to run--of course,
-the ants had infinite time to work in. Time enough to build a machine
-after the pattern of his own--and time to realize what they had to do
-to him, to insure their own race safety.
-
-Gordy stumbled, and the first of the black things was upon him.
-
-As his panicky lungs filled with air for the last time, Gordy knew what
-animal had screamed in the depths of the Coal Measure forest.
-
-[Illustration: _He filled his lungs for one last scream._]
-
-*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LET THE ANTS TRY ***
-
-Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will
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