Marshall,
Our highly esteemed list owner is the only one that can answer that. I
suspect that publication of this story is being held up by negotiations with
a number of leading publishers. I understand that they are outbidding each
other for the publication rights.
In my estimation, Mike's literary skills leaves Robert Ludlum a distant
2nd. Bob Smith
----- Original Message -----
From: "Marshall Dudley" <[email protected]>
To: <[email protected]>
Sent: Wednesday, February 18, 2004 9:00 AM
Subject: Re: CS>The Last Great Race
> Cool. When can we read the whole novel?
>
> Marshall
>
> "M. G. Devour" wrote:
>
> > Bob Smith wrote:
> > > Some time back there was an account posted of a group of British
> > > mountain climbers being caught in a storm while climbing Mt. Everest,
> > > One of them was critically ill with a high fever. One of the group
took
> > > a flashlight battery and a silver medallion he was wearing and
fashioned
> > > a crude generator. He knew it was working when he saw bubbles
forming,
> > > At the time I read it, I understood it to be even before the 20's It
> > > didn't say if the sick one survived.
> >
> > Oh LORDY!!! I can't stop laughing!
> >
> > Thank you for remembering that, Bob. However, that was a small piece of
> > ***FICTION*** written by *ME* to illustrate a point.
> >
> > God, I *hope* that little snippet never makes it to the status of an
> > urban legend! It would be the sort of thing that would hurt rather than
> > help the cause of CS. <sigh>
> >
> > Also, note that the story is set in the near future, rather than
> > distant past.
> >
> > If, however, somebody does know of such a tale that is real, I'd love
> > to hear about it...
> >
> > To wit:
> >
> > ------- Forwarded message (slightly edited from the original) -------
> >
> > Date forwarded: Thu, 13 Aug 1998 08:09:57 -0700
> > From: "M. G. Devour" <[email protected]>
> > To: [email protected]
> > Date sent: Thu, 13 Aug 1998 11:11:04 -5
> > Subject: Re: CS protocol
> >
> > Reid wrote:
> >
> > > Also if you want to get even simpler on Becks tape he uses
> > > "one" 9v battery. I don't think he was using distilled because it
> > > started to produce a white smoke as soon as he put the rods in the
> > > water.
> >
> > Sounds like a great "field expedient" setup. Hmmm...
> >
> > >From _Miracle_in_the_Heights_, an as yet unwritten novel by your
> > esteemed moderator. <GRIN> ...
> >
> > The fine silver medallion he wore at his neck was the answer. He had
> > received the award from His Majesty for acts of heroism on the ill-
> > fated expedition to Nepal in ought-six, and carried it in memory of the
> > friends he lost there.
> >
> > Were there anyone to see, they would have noticed a moist glint at the
> > edge of his eye as Commodore Peter Emtrey melted snow in his coffee mug
> > over the diminutive camp stove.
> >
> > He then removed the battery from the GPS receiver, and the antenna
> > clipleads from Martin's portable shortwave transceiver. He used one of
> > the wires to connect the metal cup to the negative pole of the battery.
> > The other, he attached between the positive terminal and the chain on
> > which the medal hung.
> >
> > He dissolved two grains of salt from his mess kit into the warm water,
> > and held the medallion by its chain in the middle of the cup. In the
> > waning light filtering through the tent he could see streams of tiny
> > bubbles rising to the surface, a sure sign that nearly invisible
> > particles of silver were filling the liquid with their healing potency.
> >
> > The minutes dragged by, the wind and snow rocking the tent, perched on
> > the precarious rock shelf.
> >
> > Martin groaned as the Commodore raised him up to receive the
> > preparation. "Here now, chap. Drink this. It'll help."
> >
> > Slowly, he administered sips of the life-saving colloid of silver to
> > his fever-ridden comrade.
> >
> > Hours passed, the only sound the wind and quiet breathing. Emtrey twice
> > repeated the treatment during the night, working by the dim light of
> > the tiny solid state lamp.
> >
> > "Not this time," he thought, his eyes looking far beyond the walls of
> > the tent and the grey light of dawn, his thoughts returning to the
> > heights of Nepal. "No, not this time."
> >
> > --
> >
> > <VERY BIG GRIN>
> >
> > Be well, all.
> >
> > Mike D.
> >
> > [Mike Devour, Citizen, Patriot, Libertarian]
> > [[email protected] ]
> > [Speaking only for myself... ]
> >
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