troyed and with it all who had been behind it.
There would be a new order in the world, a new and kindlier
government. Men would feel closer to one another than in the past.
Half the personnel of the fleet had escaped the invisible death, and
only one cruiser and the dirigible had been lost in the confusion.
There would be a great reception when they put into Charleston.

Dick bent over Fredegonde, who was asleep in her chair beside him. The
ship's surgeon had promised recovery for her. She shouldn't suffer for
her half-voluntary part in the business, Dick said to himself. It was
going to be his task to help her to forget.

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Prisoners on the Electron

_By Robert H. Leitfred_

[Sidenote: Fate throws two young Earthians into desperate conflict
with the primeval monsters of an electron's savage jungles.]

[Illustration: _The gaping mouth jerked forward._]

The blood-red glow of a slanting sun bathed the towers of New York's
serrated skyline, then dropped into a molten sea beyond the winter
horizon. Friday, the last day of Jupiter, the thirteenth month of the
earth's new calendar, had drawn to a close. In a few hours the year of
1999 would end--at midnight, to be exact.

Far below the towers stretched well lighted canyons teeming with
humanity. At an upper level where once the elevated trains had roared
and rumbled in an antiquated period long past, an orderly mass of
workers and shoppers was borne at an incredible speed from lower
Manhattan to towering apartments that stretched northward to
Peekskill. The northbound traffic was heaviest at this hour and the
moving sidewalk bands were jammed to their capacity.

Street cars, now obsolete, had vanished from the streets under the new
order of things as had also passenger cars, taxis and trucks. Speed
predominated. Noise had practically been eliminated. Except for the
gentle throb of giant motors far underground, the city was cloaked in
silence.

At regular intervals along the four-speed moving bands that formed the
transportation of the great metropolis, huge circular shafts of steel
mounted upward beyond the roofs of the tallest buildings. Within these
shafts, swift elevators carried passengers who lived in the outlying
districts to the level of the station platforms of the interstate
operating transport planes.

* * * * *

Close to the entrance of one of the steel shafts stood a young man a
little above