Since earliest childhood I have been strangely fascinated by the mystery surrounding the history of the last days of twentieth century Europe. My interest is keenest, perhaps, not so much in relation ...

What could it mean? I had left Alvarez in command. He was my most loyal subordinate. It was absolutely beyond the pale of possibility that Alvarez should desert me. No, there was some other explanatio...

The report of a gun blasted the silence of a dead Devonport with startling abruptness. It came from the direction of the launch, and in an instant we three were running for the boat as fast as our leg...

It was during the morning of July 6, 2137, that we entered the mouth of the Thames⁠—to the best of my knowledge the first Western keel to cut those historic waters for two hundred and twenty-one years...

As we entered deeper into what had once been the city, the evidences of man’s past occupancy became more frequent. For a mile from the arch there was only a riot of weeds and undergrowth and trees cov...

Victory was nowhere in sight. Alone, I floated upon the bosom of the Thames. In that brief instant I believe that I suffered more mental anguish than I have crowded into all the balance of my life bef...

We stood there, grouped about the body of the dead Grabritin, looking futilely down the river to where it made an abrupt curve to the west, a quarter of a mile below us, and was lost to sight, as thou...

Delcarte and Taylor were now in midstream, coming toward us, and I called to them to keep aloof until I knew whether the intentions of my captors were friendly or otherwise. My good men wanted to come...

Victory! She was here, a slave to these black conquerors. Once more I started toward her, but better judgment held me back⁠—I could do nothing to help her other than by stealth. Could I even accomplis...