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Title: Yachting Party

Author: Fox B. Holden

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                            YACHTING PARTY

                           By Fox B. Holden

             While their crew worked feverishly to repair
          the damaged rocket ship, the passengers set out to
          explore the planet. Thus they met the Hairy One....

           [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
              Imagination Stories of Science and Fantasy
                             January 1952
         Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
         the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]


The girl, Marla, trembled, yet she was not afraid. Ronal had told her
at the outset of the cruise that although Krist's friend Logan was
young for a space pilot, he was a good one, and had trained in the old
fuel-propelled ships that men had first flown Space in before the new
warp-drive had been perfected. But Logan was sweating visibly.

The blue planet loomed up, and Krist, who owned the trim Space-yacht
and had suggested the cruise, jumped noticeably when the first shrill
whistle of atmospheric resistance pierced the tense quiet of the
well-appointed control-room.

They were half-falling, half-gliding downward, and despite Logan's
attempts to check their descent with the clogged free-drive maneuvering
jets, their downward speed seemed to increase each second.

"My fault," Ronal muttered so only Marla could hear. "Had we stayed on
the warp we charted and not followed my suggestion to go adventuring on
free-drive in some system none of us have ever heard of, we wouldn't be
in this mess."

"Not your fault, dear," Marla said to her husband. "Even Logan couldn't
have known the free-drive would fail and leave us too far from our
warp-point to make it back, and--"

The stricken craft lurched again, and the polished nose began an almost
imperceptible up-swing. The shrill scream of the rarefied atmosphere
began descending the scale like a gigantic siren running down.

"Flat on the deck!" Krist yelled.

Lush, green forests stretched but scant miles below. The sound of a
heavy, rich atmosphere now racing past their gleaming hull dropped to a
low, moaning note and then the sound of it was gone.

The nose came up.

There was a wrenching jar and the nerve-shattering cry of tearing,
scorched metal. The control-room rocked crazily, then was suddenly
still, cocked at a nightmare angle, as a shuddering impact brought the
wildly slewing craft to a punishing halt.

And for the four of them, there was sudden oblivion....

"Marla was as lucky as the rest of us," Ronal said. "Just the wind
knocked out of her. She's coming around." The girl's silver-flecked
eyes were already open and for a moment there was forgetfulness in
them. "We splattered a little," Ronal told her. "You move all right?"

She was shaken, but unhurt. He helped her to a standing position on the
canted deck, and saw that Krist and Logan were already taking a rapid
inventory of the yacht's available tools.

"Got to look around outside," Logan was saying, shaking his bruised
head a little, "before I can tell you how bad we are. But I think
Krist and I can get her back into one piece."

"Can if we can go out," the tall, athletic-looking owner of the
pleasure craft said. "We'll need the suits."

"Maybe not," Ronal said. "There was plenty of atmosphere wailing away--"

"Five credits gets you 20 it's all pure poison," Logan retorted. He
was standing at one of the metalo-glass ports, surveying the colorful
terrain speculatively. They joined him.

The ship had hit in an oblong clearing, perhaps five miles in length
and half that in width. Surrounding the open, grassy spot were the
depths of an untamed, riotously colored jungle.

"I'll give it a try in a suit," Logan said. "The sooner we patch up and
get out of here the better. No telling what's in that." He gestured
toward the clearing's mile-distant edge.

Ronal helped him into the bundlesome plasti-seal space-suit, then
watched tensely with the others as the starboard airlock hissed, and
Logan stepped onto the thickly-carpeted clearing floor.

"He's a cool kid," Ronal said. "For all we know, he's just--"

"He's a cracker-jack mechanic," Krist interrupted. "If we've got a
couple of straight rivets left, he'll get us out of here. I'm just glad
that he picked out this planet to come in on instead of the first or
second out from this system's sun. It's plenty hot even here." They
were all perspiring freely; the atmosphere conditioner had ceased
operating from the shock of landing.

Logan's voice cracked from the still-functioning communications panel.

"Not too bad. Forehull plates got a little bashed in--couple of rips in
the speed-skin. Take us maybe four, five days to get her Space-worthy
again. Can unclog the free-drive jets in a day easy. But the guy who
thought of leaving modern yachts equipped with free-drive units oughtta
be hung from a comet tail."

       *       *       *       *       *

They could see Logan near the nose of the ship. His hands were working
at his helmet.

"Take it easy!" Krist called. They could hear a soft hiss in the
intercom.

"Letting some of this stuff in, a cubic millimeter at a time, grandma!
If I can breathe it, I'll let you know. If I can't--Anyway, if we can
work without the suits, it'll get us out of here that much sooner.
Don't know about you kids, but I didn't even bring a sling-shot
along...."

Krist traded looks with Ronal. There wasn't so much as a hand-gun in
the whole ship. Neither said what was in his mind but Ronal drew Marla
a little closer and broke the silence.

"You'd think they'd equip even pleasure craft with a few of these
scientific gadgets you hear about, instead of taking up room with a
lot of old-fashioned fuel tanks and jets that nobody needs. With an
atmosphere or gravity tester things like this would be a lot less
risky. Got to admire Logan's nerve."

"He's got his suit off!"

It was true. Logan was walking slowly, experimentally about, eyeing
the surrounding terrain to estimate their situation, unhampered by the
suit. He moved slowly, but not laboredly.

"Let's get some tools out there!" Ronal said. "The three of us can--"

"There's only the emergency kit. Tools enough for two, working
simultaneously. You better stick with Marla, Ronal, and both of you
can keep a weather-eye out for--anything--while we're putting this egg
together again."

"How about trying to contact some Stellar Patrol outpost? They--"

"No good. We're way off our warp. Even if we had the power, it'd take
our beam, like our ship if it had enough free-drive fuel--about eighty
thousand years to reach the nearest one. Remember, kid, we had warped
some fifty thousand light-years out before you talked Logan into
leaving the warp to fool around in free Space for awhile. Until we can
jet our way back to warp-point, we can forget about communication."

Ronal understood too clearly what Krist was talking about. Travel
in "free" Space, the ordinary three-dimensional kind, was measured
in miles; warp-travel was measured in parsecs. "Free" speed, with
old-fashioned fuel-eating jets which were supposed to be carried as
emergency power units only, was forty thousand miles a second at
best--warp-speed, depending on the dimension you used, had a top of
better than a thousand light-years a minute. Leaving your warp to poke
around in ordinary three-dimensional Space on jets was like leaving
your surface-car parked on a speedway to hike up a side-road on foot.
You had to get back to the speedway to get home. And if you broke a
leg--

       *       *       *       *       *

Krist was already outside, lugging tool-carriers to a spot Logan had
selected to begin. Ronal turned to his wife.

"Well, we can't keep a weather-eye out for bug-eyed monsters in here,"
he said. "Might as well go brave the Great Unknown ourselves. C'mon!"

The heavy grass was wet and soft beneath their feet, and had a
distinctive aroma of its own. Ronal thought to himself as they walked
that perhaps the red, desert covered fourth planet would have been a
better bet after all--at least cooler.

"We shouldn't get too far from the ship," Marla said.

"We won't. But I just want to look around--want a closer look at the
jungle from the edge of the clearing. Always wanted to be able to tell
people I'd been exploring on some strange, exotic planet somewhere--"

"It's strange enough. But quiet up to now, anyway. Maybe all that--"

They had reached the clearing's edge.

And saw the Hairy One for the first time.

Marla stopped in mid-sentence, and they stood transfixed.

The Hairy One regarded them evenly with small, narrowly-spaced black
eyes. He remained as immobile as the two from the ship.

"Like a man, but smaller," Marla whispered tautly.

"But covered with hair! And on all fours," Ronal said. Marla started to
speak again, but he silenced her with a nervous gesture. The ape-like
creature cocked its head, as though listening. A light breeze made
ripples in the thick hair on his narrow, sloping back, but for long
moments he did not stir, nor did Marla or Ronal advance toward him.

The Hairy One fixed his gaze on Marla, then shifted it to her husband.
Then, as though at a signal, he turned abruptly and shambled off into
the dense undergrowth at a rapid pace without so much as a backward
glance.

"Better be on our way back," Ronal said. "If he's displeased with us,
he'll have his whole tribe on our necks."

To run a mile's distance had never been difficult for either the man or
woman before, but on this lush planet with its heavy, sweet atmosphere
and slightly greater gravity than that of their own home sphere, it
seemed to both that the distance between them and the ship would never
be covered. Ronal glanced over his shoulder twice as they ran, but
there were no signs of activity at the jungle's edge. But the heavy
foliage would make perfect camouflage for an entire army....

       *       *       *       *       *

Krist dogged the airlock shut. "The best bet," he said, "is to barge
right in and let them all see us. If we can let them know, or get them
to understand, that we're weaponless and harmless, they won't attack."

"That would only work if their thinking is based on our system of
logic," Logan said. "We don't know that it is. It could easily be
suicide to step one inch inside that seething tangle."

"But you've both missed the big point," Ronal said. "I doubt very much
if he, or they can 'think' at all as we know thought. He is no more
than a beast--a jungle beast, and would behave according to what I've
read is the first law of the wild--exterminate the intruder to protect
yourself. And I think if he and his kind did attack, it would be under
cover of darkness."

"He might've killed us both an hour ago," Marla said then. "But he
didn't. He showed no sign of hostility."

"She's right on that," Ronal admitted. "He ran!"

There was silence for a moment, and then Logan spoke again.

"We could go on like this for hours and get nowhere. Hours that could
be a lot better spent. We know nothing of the situation on this planet
beyond the hull of our own ship. I think our best protection is
completing repairs as quickly as possible and getting out. Ronal and
Marla can still keep an eye out. If anything happens, we can always get
into the ship before they reach us. We'll all have to remain within the
ship at night, of course. And without any weapons, that's all there is
to do."

       *       *       *       *       *

In the days of feverish work that followed, the life that they all
could feel was teeming within the hot, moist jungle that surrounded
them gave little hint of its presence save for an occasional beast-like
scream and the cries of birds. And the nights were quiet save for the
sound of warm breezes riffling their way through lush foliage.

"But I can feel a thousand eyes upon us for every move we make," Marla
said.

"It'll be all over in a day or so," Ronal reassured her. "Logan says
that we'll be able to blast off without even trying to shift the
ship's position. Chances are we won't even set eyes on our hairy
friend again, much less any of his tribesmen. Don't worry."

But it was the next morning that they saw the Hairy One again.

"He's trying to get up into that tree with the fruit on it," Marla
said, "but the trunk's too big around for him to climb, and the lowest
branch is too high for him to reach."

"He seems to be alone," Ronal said.

"And he doesn't even seem to know we're still here."

"I wonder if he really cares," Ronal said, and began walking slowly
toward the clearing's edge.

"You aren't going to--"

"Got a funny feeling. And I want a closer look. He could get that
fruit, if--"

"If he could _stand_!" Marla completed. The implications of what Ronal
suggested came fully upon her for the first time. Quite evidently, she
understood now, the all-fours attitude of the Hairy One was not just
for ease of jungle travel. It was a permanent attitude because the
beast had not yet attained the ability to stand erect!

"I've an idea," Ronal said. He quickened his stride. "But you'd better
go back with Krist and Logan. It's possible that--"

"I will not! And what danger is there? For nearly a week we've been
here, and although we've all felt uneasy, this is the first we've seen
him since that first day. There hasn't been even a hint of hostility.
What more can he be than just a harmless, stupid beast?"

The Hairy One halted his tree-climbing efforts when he saw them,
but made no move to either retreat or advance. As before, he stood
immobile and watched. Ronal and Marla approached with the palms of
their hands opened and outward, hanging limply at their sides. And as
they approached, Ronal swept the jungle edge with his eyes, to peer as
deeply into its tangled growth as he could. Nothing moved.

Within scant yards of the beast, they stopped.

The Hairy One was watching Marla.

       *       *       *       *       *

Ronal dropped to all fours. And it was a peculiar, silent melodrama
that followed then. A highly-cultured man from a well-ordered,
civilized galaxy, making a crude attempt to teach a beast to walk, on
the face of a planet which, but a few days before, he had never known
existed.

Why? Marla wondered. What fascination had there always been between
alien cultures, that had always made one attempt to instruct the
other in its ways? Certainly Ronal was no scientist, no explorer.
Yet, as though he were an appointed ambassador of his own kind, he
was attempting the always risky job of finding a common level of
understanding with an alien mind.

Or perhaps it was just natural curiosity, and an overabundance of
self-confidence!

Ronal had imitated the creature's all-fours shamble until he was
beneath the tree limb.

"Careful," Marla said. "Don't give him the idea you're trying to steal
his fruit, or we will be in trouble."

Far out from where the fruit hung, Ronal stood up slowly. Then he
raised his arms, opened his hands, touched the limb with his fingers.

Then he dropped back to the all-fours position, and repeated the
standing up process.

Then at length, he pointed to the Hairy One, to the position under the
limb above which the fruit swung, and backed slowly to where Marla
stood, fascination in her eyes.

The Hairy One remained immobile. There seemed no flicker of
comprehension in his flat, black eyes. Then suddenly, for the quickest
flash of an instant, he came almost erect, his arms half upraised!

Then he dropped back, as though exhausted and baffled by the effort.

"He did it!" Ronal exclaimed. "He can understand!"

Ronal went through the weird pantomime again, but although the Hairy
One stood once again and even accomplished two staggering steps
forward, he dropped back once more without having reached the fruit.

"We had better go back," Marla said. "He--it--I don't think you
should've, Ronal."

"No harm done. But before we give up my little experiment--"

Ronal reached up, plucked the fruit and in one fluid motion tossed it
to the Hairy One. And deftly, it was caught!

And as quickly thrown forcefully to the ground!

"You've angered him, Ronal! You've--"

"But he could see I wasn't stealing it--"

The Hairy One did not move. Crouched, he watched them; watched Marla.

       *       *       *       *       *

Suddenly, Ronal was clearing a small area of the thick, carpet-like
grass. Then in the soft, rich dirt which he had exposed, he began
making swift, simple diagrams. They depicted the ship, surrounded by a
forest. Then, pointing first to his crude drawing, then to the Hairy
One, to themselves, then to the ship, Ronal waited.

But the beast did not move.

"Take him along? Back with us?" Marla whispered.

"Why not?" Ronal answered. "If our experts could communicate with him,
or at least study him, there's no telling--wait!"

The Hairy One had started to stand, step forward, then stopped.

"We had better go, Ronal." Marla was frightened, now. "You've made him
resent us. We should leave him to this world where he belongs, and we
should return to ours where we belong."

"One more try. Then, if it doesn't work--"

Ronal, almost as though caught in a trance, began to take a slow,
cautious step toward the immobile beast before him. And stepped back
quickly!

For the Hairy One had in an instant grabbed from the ground a heavy,
club-like stick! Yet he had not raised it, but merely held it
meaningfully, pointed downward.

Ronal stood motionless. The Hairy One watched Marla, then Ronal. Then
he dropped his club, silently picked up the fruit he had thrown to the
ground, and turned. Then he vanished once more into the jungle.

       *       *       *       *       *

A day later, for merely a moment before Logan punched the acceleration
warning buzzer for take-off and switched on the jet detonators, they
saw the Hairy One for the last time.

"Look, Krist! Marla! There he is! And by Betelgeuse if he isn't
_standing up_!"

Even at a mile distance they could discern the erect figure of the
mute, enigmatic denizen of this strange, new planet--immobile,
watching, but on two feet.

"And on those forelegs of his were more hands than feet--and what
someday might be a thumb, to oppose his fingers!" Ronal was saying
quietly.

Marla and Krist knew what was in Ronal's mind. And Marla was glad they
were about to blast off. There had been something in the way the beast
had watched them, had watched her--

They knew what Ronal was thinking. But it was all they would ever know.

They took their places in the acceleration hammocks.

Seconds later, with a great, shuddering roar, the gleaming Space-yacht
leaped skyward and disappeared into the blue vault of the sky.

       *       *       *       *       *

_The Hairy One watched for minutes afterward, then dropped back to all
fours and shambled through the jungle. His legs hurt strangely, and his
arms--_

_Perhaps he should have accepted their offer and gone with them to
their bright, shining world._

_Or, perhaps, taken the woman and started--started what? He could not
remember._

_He stumbled awkwardly into the overgrown ruin of shattered masonry and
twisted steel wherein he slept, and laid down._

_He felt very tired._


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