g now, but what will it be like a month from
now, a year?"

The whole nation awoke to a realization of its danger. The Administration
at Washington solemnly addressed itself to the capitals of the world.

"If some power, jealous of the greatness of America, has perfected
a new and barbarous weapon of warfare, and without due warning and
declaration of hostilities has launched it against us, not only do
we denounce such uncivilized procedure, but demand that such a
power speak out and reveal to us and the world who our enemy is."

But the powers of the world, as one, united in disclaiming any hand
in the monstrous attack being made on the United States. As for that
attack, it proceeded inexorably. On the fourth day Tucson was evacuated.
Then Winkleman awoke one morning to find that the drifting globes had
reached the river. The town was abandoned. California mobilized citizen
forces in cooperation with Nevada. The great physicist Miller was said
to be frantically at work on a chemical designed to destroy the
gigantic growths, specimens of which had been sent him. Such was the
condition of affairs when, at Washington, Milton Baxter, the young
student, told his incredible story to a still more incredulous Senate.

The Senate had been sitting in anxious session for five days, and was
little inclined to give ear to the stories of cranks. Fortunately for
the world, young Baxter came of an influential family and had taken the
precaution of having himself introduced by two prominent financiers,
who demanded that he be heard.

"Gentlemen," he said earnestly, "contrary to current opinion, America
is not being assailed by a foreign power. No! Listen to me a moment and
I shall tell you what is attacking America."

He paused and held the assemblage with compelling eyes.

"But first let me explain how I know what I am going to tell you. I was
in London when I read of what is occurring in Arizona. Before the wire
went dead on him, didn't the unfortunate constable of Oracle say
something about birds?"

The senators were silent. "Yes," said a press correspondent at length.
"If I remember correctly, he said, 'And there are the birds--b-i-r-d-s,
birds.'"

"Well," exclaimed Senator Huffy, "the man was pretty well excited and
his words may have been misunderstood. What the devil have birds to do
with those globes and jungles?"

"More than you think," replied Baxter. "Listen!" He fixed their
attention wi