Part 40 (2/2)
Adaht for some time
The Venusians paid hiraphed their ”shi+p” This, whether by Venusian fate or design, increased the flow of traffic to the restaurant at the base of Mt Palomar
It also had its side effects
An astronomer from the observatory that houses the world famous 200- inch telescope on top of Mt Palomar told me: ”I hate to admit it but the number of week end visitors has picked up here People drive down to hear George and decide that since they're down here they ht as well coe Ada In rapid succession others stepped forward and hesitantly admitted that they too had been contacted
Truman Bethurum, a journeyman mechanic of Redondo Beach, California, was next up
Actually, he admitted, _he_ had been the first earthht of July 26, 1952, four ht or ten, short, olive-skinned men with black wavy hair, had awakened him while he was asleep in a truck in the desert near Mormon Flats, Nevada
These little e
”You name it,” they'd quipped to Bethurum, ”we speak it”
In a newspaper article that was voted ”Best Read of 1953,” Bethurum told how the little men he met had been more cooperative and had actually taken hie job 300 feet in diah
Once inside, Bethurum had met the captain of the ”scow”--a true leader of men Aura Rhanes was her name and she was a Venus de Milo with arms and warm blood ”When she spoke her words rhymed” They chatted and Bethurum learned that he was on the ”Admiral's scow” the command shi+p of Clarion's fleet of saucers
All in all, Bethurum made eleven visits to Aura's scow Each time they'd sit and talk Bethururi-La type planet of Clarion--a yet undiscovered planet which is always opposite the , both True Adaineer, stepped in
At a press conference to kick off the International Saucer Convention in Los Angeles, Fry told how he had not only contacted the spacemen _two_ _years_ _before_ Ada saucer
It had all started on the night of July 4, 1950, when engineer Fry was te Ground in New Mexico
It was a hot night, and with nothing else to do, Fry decided to take a walk across the desert He hadn't traveled far when he saw a bluish light hovering over the round He paid no attention He'd heard flying saucer stories before and just plain didn't believe theht came closer and closer and closer, until a weird craft came silently to rest on the desert floor not seventy feet away
For seconds, Fry, who had seen e developments at White Sands that would have dumfounded most laymen, merely stood and stared
The object, Fry told newsmen, was an ”ovate spheroid about thirty feet at the equator” (Fry has a habit of drifting off into the technical) Its outside surface was a highly polished silver with a slight violet iridescent glow
At first Fry wanted to run but his rigid technical training overrode his coo over to the object and see whatbroke the desert silence
Then he touched it
”Better not touch that hull, pal, it's hot,” boomed a voice in a Hollywoodian tone
Fry recoiled