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Green Black Shoes No longer any doubt in my mind Though he walked like a man and fought like a man Mr. Three was not a man, but a plant And his country, which he called one, is not to be found upon the earth It is the only possible conclusion to make After what happened to us in the valley of the infernal river The three of us constituted the long geographical expedition to explore And map the wild uncharted region of the Andes between Peru and Chile There was our leader, Professor Anton Dimitrius Once at the University of Bucharest And now one of America's most distinguished adapted scientists In the valley of the Rio Internio We should find some very significant theological evidence Which may well change our present conception of the age of our planet There was young Leroy Haskell, the secretary of the expedition I made a Kappa PhD and as far as I was concerned The scientific camp follower, he had written a book The material I shall gather on this junket will make a book That should simply dwarf the success of my ring deer in Iceland And you know how well we see this one Then of course there was me, John Preston My job was to survey the region that mattered for the first time There were two native guys, Jose and Pablo We had been warned from the first Everyone told us to stay away from the valley of the infernal river From which they all said no traveler has ever returned But we were not to be dissuaded from our purposes So after a week on the high mountain trails We came at last to the entrance of the valley A chasm that could hold ten Grand Canyon A vast and forbidding valley Black, dark brown and deep grey A horrible scar The flesh of the earth burned to a crisp And far, far below the twisting grey shimmer of the Rio Internio This is the place, senior The valley of Rio Internio Do we start bugging up? We'll spend the next sixty days in this valley There was no trail The mules and packyamas fixed their way between boulders Ranging in size from a man's head to his house Jose left the body Rifle at ready or left for the flight of danger The way was steep, pitching us forward Against the pommels of our saddles Shostling and bouncing us It would not be exact to say that I was frightened by this forbidding valley of desolation But I was depressed by it as I rode along I was lost in speculation about the warnings we had received From the rifle shot ranger In your game What? In man or something, you have that rock Jose had slipped from his saddle His rifle barrel still smoking Jose, come back here But he had disappeared among the boulders swiftly sucking an unseen prey What was he, Pablo? Did you see? Yes, it was a man Look, there they go Down there between the rocks Come on They slipped from our mules and started down to the spot where we had seen Jose running after a fleeting yellowish figure This is Jose, hurry But when we got there, all we found was that was all except a splash of green liquid on the stone and smaller splashes of green splashed on one boulder after another leading off toward the river We followed the trail of green splashes but they dwindled out a quarter of a mile away We searched for Jose all afternoon and finally gave up So a sundown fixed our camp near the rocks for the green splashes Well, Pablo prepared the evening meal Professor Demetrius finished the chemical analysis of the green stain And this material is chlorophyll Chlorophyll Pure chlorophyll The substance that makes all plants green Where would chlorophyll come from in this kind of second place where there aren't even any plants? That is a mystery we must set out to solve Oh, look, not the moon's rising Apropos of nothing I like to watch the moon rise I find it a source of inspiration Source of inspiration Sometimes that knuckle-headed secretary was more than I could bear In the midst of the little of the chlorophyll he speaks the inspiration of the rising moon Nevertheless, a moment later the professor and I also stepped out of the center to the crisp easing air Far down at the eastern end of the valley exists the rising moon glimmer between two powering peaks It looks whiter and more silvery in this latitude He wears a cloud of mist That's it now That's it, that's it Just because you like to gift an image there's no reason to... My God! Look! The moon, the new moon Stacking in the west He is right Low in the luminescence, western sky with the thin delicate crescent of the new moon and with the east of full moon which we've been watching has disappeared The phosphorescent mist still hung about the peak and as we watched it slowly faded away and left the valley of the infernal river and deep as blackness that was more than my mind could cope with but it didn't bother our bright young man Next evening Leroy had a curious report for us Well, I've sold a copy of my book today Wayne Deer Nighting What? Yes, I got this for us Cool Not good for cool That's right Who did you sell it to? Yes, what the fuck I gave you all that gold An Indian An Indian? What happened? Well, I was down the valley with a big gathering of specimens on the floor and I just sat down to eat my lunch and I saw this Indian behind the rock staring at me Then he saw the corner of the book picking up my nap bag He pointed at it and he said What is that? Wayne Deer Nightingale? He surprised and then he said just what I have been thinking that book is a wider reputation than you imagine I thought it'd be quite a good because one of my books will be an Indian so I went into a long field about what a really fine and useful book it is That shouldn't have been difficult for you, Watson I ended by telling him that he could have this valuable and excellent example of American literature for only three dollars and a half What is three dollars and a half? He said, how about that three dollars and a half? I was just wondering about that, I said I turned the apocalyptic inside out in a suit He did and a lot of pieces of metal spilled on the ground I took the gold nugget and told him I'd include the other four copies I brought along He's dropping back more for them That's nice I think I've seen him since quite a while Yes He said, brought more copies of my book I could see enough time Next morning I was awakened by the sound of groaning coming from Haskell, Scotland What I saw there awakened me with a star and yanked me to my feet Professor Demetrius Oh John, what's the message? Come here quick, please Something's wrong with LaRoy What is it? LaRoy? Yes Here it turns white overnight What's the worst happen to you? I don't know Here, LaRoy Come on, LaRoy, wake up Come on, LaRoy, wake up Come on, LaRoy, wake up How do you feel? Do you hurt us anywhere? My leg My leg, then Where? Let me see That's a very nasty information More like a third degree burn It's under your father's pocket That's LaRoy Did you carry that gold in your pocket yesterday? I did And where was it last night? I put it under my pillow I put it under my pillow That gold is poisoned in some way Poisonous What's the matter? Here in the mirror, is that me? Something did that stuff turn my hair white? It just sounded, sounded Yes, my boy, it did Oh no, no, no, it looked It looked, looked very nice I looked at it Standing at the entrance of the fence was an Indian rift An enormous head and thickly painted face He was wearing the usual white shirt and trousers of the solo And he was smiling a faint, ironic smile Which made me just like him intensely The professor was first to recover from the shock of his appearance Eh, you Did you give our young man here some gold yesterday? I gave the young man some gold for some book Did you know that gold was poison? Poison? How? Well, that's what we want you to tell us I haven't any idea What effect did it have? Can you tell me for yourself? Is this the same young man? Yes, you nearly killed him Oh, how evil he is It must be the effect of a metal I carried with the gold I do not know what you call it in your language Possibly you may never have heard of it Here, here it comes But that's radium You're a metallic radium It's more radium than is known to exist in the entire civilized world And carried around casually in the pocket of the moon But I was burned by the gold That's right But the gold has become irradiated by this piece of radium Which I might add is worth several million dollars No matter how real or raw you should have taken the radium and left the gold alone I wish I'd given the book away Don't you gentlemen ever communicate with each other without using words and sentences? Right To present the presence, the desire to communicate with each other Beneath you How do you know my name? Have you met somewhere before? I'm sure we have not But when I called, you talked your name See, naturally I needed one I believe that the ancient word called it To present, I perceived that you want to know my name Well, I had a number In my country, the city's been got numbers I'm sure when your own country becomes densely populated You too will adopt an numerically known case What is your number? 1,753,000,000 days 1,657,109 days 654 days That's not the government's hard to remember Where do you come from, Mr. When my country is one or two I dare say to you that you come from a country that you call one No, I see I'm wrong America, you mean that Very pretty many But quite unscientific When you read our thoughts before we speak You can use I take the language form right out of your own mind If the teacher has no language at all One can see this in view Look at the aluminum age And that arose from the prehistoric sea age A very heavy clumsy metal I have heard Archeology saying it Oh, breakfast rubble Good, good Set it up on the table Till your breakfast He is the one What's that? That man there, he murdered Jose Everything he has on is Jose He went for Jose's cause and he shoot On his finger is Jose's silver ring, I know it I saw him that day when Jose disappeared Are you sure, Pablo? Yes, yes, yes, you're the namesake Pablo is quite right, gentlemen You had me say you killed Jose? Oh, yes You realize, Mr. 3, that your confession will break you in jeopardy of the law Oh, then you do have laws in your country Well, naturally Pablo takes that rope there and tie Mr. 3 to that chair Yes, sir, yes You may consider yourself under arrest, sir Can Pablo handle it, Roy? Time's the killing It will be a pleasure We will have to carry him before a magistrate That is no thing to do with it Professor Dmitri, you have studied physiology Yes And perhaps the detection Yes Then why all this fuss about the killing of a lower animal for scientific end? Animal? Mr. 3, we Are all human beings Granted, Jose did not have the intelligence or culture such as we had Nevertheless, he was a human being Mr. Dmitri? And back animal, of course, they broke him out of the carousel I rushed from the steps followed by the Roy and the Professor The mules from the Yamas had been paid broken for the carousel The stampeding down the valley is just as beautiful as ever So, Pablo tried to hit them off Gently shotting and waving his arms But his efforts seemed silly in the face of a headlong flight And then my attention was diverted in another direction First and look, our pants on fire It was, a sheet of flame licked up the oil canvass and enveloped the ridge Our prisoner, he burns the desk in there I'll get him I ran back to the tent, pulled up the stake to the rear wall And shoved into the smoke-filled tent Mr. 3 was still sitting in the chair while we tied him He slumped clearly and the brim of his hat had dropped down to his shirt There was no time to untie him I picked him up, carried on oil and rushed out of the tent Just as the walls fell out It occurred to me that he was remarkably light John, did you all right? Suffocated, I said As soon as the burning hot, he beat out the flames Hey, hey, hey, hey He's collapsed The clothes are empty No The Professor tore open Jose's clothes and pulled some within A human skin What in the world? How do you know? How do you know? See, their hands are empty But that's where the clock is I remember Jose had put it What does it mean? It means that somebody else, some thief has been stalking us disguised in this But I don't Exactly as a hunter stalks a deer in a deer robe Then it wasn't as human being Was it dinner? They wonder He knows he's a human being but he doubts that we are Did you notice how super silly if he was? He probably thinks of us as the missing link between the apes and himself We are animals to him He puts on one of our skins to hug us down We stood in the merciless sunshine in that black valley of hell We were four frightened men Powerless to combat the kind of magic or witchcraft or uber science which opposed us And then I noticed a strange thing A rabbit broke from behind a boulder and dashed between our feet scampering down the valley towards the river I looked up and saw a vikuna leaping from boulder to boulder and there slipping between the rocks was a panther Suddenly the whole valley seemed alive with flying animals all rushing headlong towards the river That's our exhibit And finally I saw a kukamare the great black bear of the Andes One foot by so close to it we had to jump out of his way but he made us no wish He was too intent on following the others from the river Now what in the world looked up the valley hopping from rock to rock What are they saying? They look like yellow fleas from here Whatever they are they must be what stem pieces of tech animals This is the devil's driving all the animals into hairs Look again Pablo They're getting bigger They look like men to me yellow men in the agility of mountain ghosts With strange hopping six figures approached we could see that they carried some kind of short metal rod that flashed in the sun The closer they came the more animals rushed by us Devil or no devil it was too much for Pablo As a beautiful speckled deer came in the view Pablo raised his rifle Thank you There must be no hold in the skin Which world around behind us on a large boulder stood Mr. Three He was naked having shed Jose's skin His face still carried the red paint of his Indian Masquerade but the rest of his body was as soft yellow like a ripe peach His feet were disagreeably small which accounted for the ease of which he escaped our rook and his handy carried a small metal rod I must apologize for setting fire to your tensions and may be quite accidental I did it with this focusing rod as I slipped out of your rope Focusing rod? Yes What does it focus? Radio power Why is that? It's the most compact That's what Mr. Michael I've ever seen It's really quite primitive I imagine it came into use among things in pieces along with fire the fusion of the art and the emotions of rockets They were all important additions to human knowledge but their discoveries and the dates of their discovery are lost in prehistoric eras You may well follow the rest of the quarry to the river Everyone must go What did you say? Follow the rest of the animals to the river Be quick about it Now look here We'll do as we please Why should we go? So our commander can select specimens to carry to the land of one Oh, I see He wishes our scientific advice on the selection of animals Ha ha ha ha Your advice You use monsters this year He's going to select one of you as a specimen to carry to one Now get along I don't want to have to use force You won't get us any other way Take cover men The four of us threw ourselves behind the boulders Mr. Tree didn't move He stood on top of his rock I doesn't see the way I raised my rifle Got his huge ugly head in my sight And squeezed the trigger But the gun never fired And suddenly my arms and legs were contorted in painful spasms My body stiffened and it seemed to throw my brain around fire But I opened my eyes I was flat on the ground And so were my companions I think that you are convinced now the utility of opposition But shall we throw together in the direction of the river? You realize that you're creating an international incident The United States of America does not stand for such treatment of its citizens You better think twice if things can get out of hand It may even become a matter for the consideration of the United Nations And it can certainly lead to war Indeed That should be interesting Professor You creatures really represent a scientific body But of course we do with a long institution How great And I'd like to have some things explained I'd be very happy to oblige if I can Oh yes I proceed your question We are here to extract radium from the pitch blend in this valley We do this with a portable furnace The things light we saw in the indies are called when we move our furnace from place to place We always do that at night To do so during the day we can leave because the sun's rays are left to create a local heat-up storm Yes, I can see that it's right Hey look What? Look ahead there A flying saucer to end all flying saucers If we round up a huge boulder that's good that an enormous cylinder with metal it's powered at least 750 feet into the air and that's the number of storms which could never have been more than 4 feet in diameter It's huge bulk sure enough by metal rods several hundred feet long which protruded from the ship where the barrel began to taper towards the field 500 feet up the side of the cylinder where a controlling drain which looked tiny in comparison to the great bulk and indicated that it must travel through space at inconceivable speeds Around the base of the ship blocks of yellow men were rounding up the animals and cages and throwing them aboard They worked with military precision obviously under orders although no sound was uttered since all communication was mental It reports that just four yellow men appeared with a large cage and from a port hole about 75 feet above the stern another yellow man with a scintillating scar on his forehead stared down at it Mr. Three drained forth up strictly in pollution What followed was the one-sided conversation put into words for Mr. Three apparently for our benefit Yes, sir No, sir Ordinary ruby-blooded mammals, sir with intelligence somewhat higher than monkeys, sir They communicate with simple thoughts exactly as monkeys do, sir by capturing They are absolutely insensible to all mental vibrations, sir more completely than the four-legged animals I would suggest you take all four There is two very amusing, sir in the natural rule that attempts to deceive each other and even me, sir are quite ridiculous I believe you will find they're much more humorous than chimpanzees Sorry you haven't the faith In that case, I suggest you take the brown one He is the best physical specimen and obviously better adapted to his habitat None of them have any minds to see, sir No, sir As the elements are turned on he can't move the planet's night flashing in static at its equivalent and every time his night's on the mark a real ill-liquid spirit is in the yellow body They finally find it and an answer is stopped to one of the most recent I can't use my purpose if my destroyer wants little mindy ass A moment later they were carrying I blow my arms and raise her to sleep He turned his pathetic bloody face toward me Send your breath to for the man How he married, save me When something snapped in my brain I started to draw a tabloid captain Mr. Three leveled his focusing rod and my brain seemed on fire and everything went black When I came true the yellow men were vanished The space just destroys in the light of the setting sun There are ports and I've been closed The professor and the lawyer were leaving an open mind John, are you alright John? I just don't Don't you think you must have been a nasty I'd rather I should have let this guy out I don't I don't I don't understand the place of the luminous gas in the boil-off and where it would kill you and you I don't understand I don't understand the good feeling they've got straight up to the air with a pretend I don't I don't Great, so fast The light of the exhaust ran through the entire color It was traveling at least at the speed of light 186,000 miles per second Look, with that faster I can blow It's all over the hill Yes It's all over us Yes I believe we are covered with the residual emanations of radium I suggest we go down to the river and wash it off otherwise it will present a killer Professor Yes If you notice the green liquid spurting from those creatures when Pablo Nassim liked green blood it was not blood but chlorophyll But how could you see gentlemen Mr. Three and his comrades were not animal were planned you should be able to write quite an interesting book about this expedition one that might even outsell reindeer in Iceland Yes, Professor But who would believe Directed by William N. Rowson tonight we have presented green splotches written in 1920 by T. S. Sribling and modernized and adapted for radio by Mr. Rowson Featured in the cast were Bill Conradis-Preston and Paul Freese as Professor Demetrius also heard were Ted DeCostia Harry Bartel, Barton Yarborough and Jane Avello Special music was arranged and conducted by Del Casillo The trap and a lost plateau in the shadowy depth of the Grand Canyon at your feet lies a fortune an ancient gold and beside you holding a gun at your head is a half crazed Indian from whom there is no escape The story of a man who faced the murderous fanaticism of an ancient tribe to recover a fabulous treasure in golden relics as Paul Pierce tells it in Grand Canyon's week Goodbye then until the same time next week when once again we offer you a scape to think there's no such thing as flying saucers but Charlie McAfee claims to have captured a flying saucer pilot and he gets Van Heflin into the process undeniable you'll find it as merry as thin as Charlie and Edgar Bergen have taken you on and there's plenty of fun earlier when Al Jolson made gags with...