By: Frank L. Pollock

“By Jove, see it redden!”

By: A. Merritt

Within the mistiness was a core, a nucleus of intenser light…

By: A. Merritt

“Excessively menacing potentialities…”

By: Frank L. Pollock

Some error had been made in the calculations.

By: George C. Wallis

“Do not be too late with the fulminate, Alwyn.”

By: George C. Wallis

“Death is as certain out there as here.”

By: George C. Wallis

“I could not endure the Red Sphere except as we shall endure it — travelling.”

By: George C. Wallis

They stood before a sphere of bright red metal.

By: George C. Wallis

“Any further fall of temperature will close the drama of this planet.”

By: Francis Stevens

“Island or no island, Anita was a lady, too!”

By: Francis Stevens

“I named the island Anita.”

By: Francis Stevens

“It was all busted and split open by the lightning.”

By: Francis Stevens

What had scared Nelson Smith so much that he had swum to get away?

By: Francis Stevens

“We cleared from Frisco with a cargo of silkateen petticoats.”

By: Gordon Dahlquist

Who — in 1913 — could conceive a capital of Europe being so depopulated, so beset?