Evening Star Newspaper, September 29, 1935, Page 99

Magazine Section l .l THIS WEEK H. G. WELLS New Serial— Things to Come The first installment of a new serzal in which one of the world’ s greatest and most forward- looking writers shows what may happen to you, your children and your grandchildren if — Y With this thrilling story by H. G. Wells, THIS WEEK inaugurales a new lype of fiction serial — the film scenario. It is the latest form of magazine writing for a swifl-moving age. There are no unnecessary words. Every- thing is action, vivid pictures, significant conversation. As may be ex- pected from Wells, this drama also carries a deep philosophy and a prophetic understanding of human problems, as shown in the lives of real people and what happens to them. It is a story and a story form of Today and Tomorrow. CHAPTER 1 BEFORE THE SECOND WORLD WAR. ONTEMPORARY humanity. The hurry and confused, inadequate efficiency of our world. Crowds crossing Brooklyn Bridge and a great traffic and activity in the river below. The Tower Bridgeopento let asteamer through; the Pool full of shipping. Traffic and crowds by the Eiffel Tower. After such scenes of city activity, we are reminded of such contrasted ac- tivities as: small cultivations, and then large-scale harvesting; peasant carts joggling along a road, and then — crowded trains and platforms. A peas- ant’s cradle, and a modern child-welfare clinic. A wheelwright and a great motor car factory. The mint is seen printing paper money. A Wall Street or Bourse panic scene fol- lows. The Shadow of War upon Everytown Everytown is everytown. It is the average great town of our times. It has a central ‘‘place,” a market square, public buildings, cinemas, kiosks, statuary, tramways. The central Square in Every- town has features recalling Trafalgar Square or a big-town Market Square or a French Grand Place. It is a clear Christmas Eve, and traf- fic is active. There are trams and buses. On one of the chief buildings a moving light flashes the latest news: “Europe is' arming. . . . Alarming speech by Air Minister . . . Acute situation.” The entrance of an underground sta- tion. A newsvendor stands at the en- trance. His placardreads, ‘‘Another 10,000 airplanes.’’ But he shouts, *‘All the win- ners.” Christmas shoppers and people with packages pass to and fro. It is a peaceful and fairly happy Christmas crowd. No- body appears to beaffected imaginatively by the war danger. The voice has called “Wolf” too often. A glimpse is given of a laboratory in which young Harding, a student of two and twenty, is working intently. It is a small, reasonably well-equipped school biological laboratory looking out on Cen- tral Square. Through the open window comes the bellowing of a newsvendor: “War crisis!”” Harding listens for a mo- ment; “Damn this war nonsen.se." He closes the window to shut out the sound. A suburban residential road with little trafficand many pleasant homes, Harding walking along it. He approaches a house through a garden gate. John Cabal's — Christmas Eve A rather dark study is seen in which John Cabal is musing over a newspaper. The furniture indicates his connection with flying. There is the blade of a pro- peller over the mantle shelf and a model on the mantle. On the table are some engineering drawings. Cabal’s arm is resting on the evening paper. He has a habit of drumming with his fingers. The headlines of the paper show: “Alarming Speech by Air Minis- ter; Another 10,000 Airplanes now.”’ Cabal looks toward the door. Harding comes in. Cabal: ‘““Hullo, Harding! You'reearly.” Harding: ‘I had finished up. It was too late to begin anything fresh. Why are the newsboys shouting so loud? What is all this fuss in the papers tonight? Crying Wolf?" Cabal: “Some day the wolf will come, These fools are capable of anything.” Harding: ‘‘What becomes of medica research in that case?”’ Cabal: “It will have to stop.” Harding: ““That will mess me up. It’s pretty nearly all I care for. That and Marjorie Home of course.” Cabal: “Mess you up! Of course it will Mess up your work. Mess up your mar- riage. Mess everything up. My God, if war gets looseagain . .. " Passworthy walks in: “Hullo Cabal! Christmas again!’’ Sings: ‘‘As shepherds watched their flocks by night, all seated on the ground.” ‘ Cabal nods at the paper. Passworthy takes it up and throws it down with dis- dain: ‘‘What's the matter with you fel- lows? Oh, this little upset across the water doesn't mean war. Threatened men live long. Threatened wars don’t occur. Another speech by him. Nothing in it, I tell you. Just to buck people up over the air estimates. Don't meet war half-way. Look at the cheerful side of things. You're all right. Business improving — jolly wife — pretty house.” Cabal: ‘‘All's right with the world, eh? All’s right with the world. Passworthy, youought to be called Pippa Passworthy." Passworthy: ‘* You've been smoking too much, Cabal.” Walks round and sings “No-el! No-el! No-el!....” In Cabal’s living room. Christmas tree with freshly lit candles burning and pres- ents being taken off and distributed. A children’s party in progress. Each child Coepyright, 1935, United Newspapers Magazine Corporation