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Blind Mans Lantern

Auhtor: Allen Kim Lang

Language: english
Published: 1962

Genres:

fiction,  science fiction,  short stories
Downloads: 23
eBook size: 397Kb

Review by A. Dent, September 2007


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'Blind Mans Lantern':

Successful colonies among the stars require interstellar ships--but they require also a very special kind of man. A kind you might not think to look for....

Excerpts from the Book 'Blind Mans Lantern':


... old No-Eyes, do you bear a lantern, you whose midnight is no darker than his noonday? The Blind Man lifted his lamp. It is not as a light for myself ...
... fate, Yonnie scrambled up and plodded after the wagon. As the Stoltzfooses and the last of their off-worldly goods topped a hillock, they both turned ...
... back in the wagon for his scarred guitar. He strummed and hummed, then began singing in his clear baritone: In da guut alt Suumer-zeit... ... In da ...
... while I make our beasts feel welcome. The Amishwoman pushed aside the entrance flap of the tent. Enclosed was a circle some twelve feet wide. The ...
... brightening Martha's eyes. Aaron stood to accept the guest gifts with elaborate thanks. Sarki Kazunzumi as elaborately bemeaned his offerings. Musa ...
... to the road. Good tilth and friendship were promised here, gifts to balance loneliness. Five years from spring, other Amish folk would come to homestead-what ...
... gate was open. Birds popped out of mud nests glued to the mud wall and chattered at Aaron. Small boys wearing too little to be warm appeared ...
... and giggles of feminine consternation that told of women being herded into the zenana. The Amishman glimpsed one of the ladies, perhaps Sarki Kazunzumi's ...
... with a hundred intricate designs, rich with silver un-Amish as a Christmas tree. Judging from the Sarki's dazzled thanks, the saddle was just the thing ...
... beard a bit, for example, to keep it out of one's soup or plucking a guitar to raise the spirits. When the fortnight's cold work was done, the Stoltzfoos ...
... splitting the hulls. The rations packaged in Pennsylvania were shrinking. The Stoltzfoos stake of silver and gold cowries was wasting away. Each night, ...
... pink paper Aaron pressed into mudballs picked up in the various precincts of his property? Why did those slips oftentime change color, from blue to ...
... to mark its boundaries and fresh straw forked onto it six inches deep as footing. Aaron's eight-man team was chosen from the working-stiffs. The opposing ...
... up on the young farmer's brow and fingers, despite the cold breeze that blew. The bulldog pliers trembled as though responding to the throbbing of an ...
... that the Mother's festival comes but once in the twelve-month. No harm was done, brother Musa, Aaron said, offering his visitor tobacco. In my own ...
... tugged at his beard. I don't know, woman, he admitted. Musa the carpenter took one look at the plowing I did today, then cursed me as ...
... asked. What am I to make of your displeasure? You have failed us, who was my friend, the Sarki said. You will leave this place, taking your ...
... then, and make worldly music with a guitar, you've done no wrong, Martha said stubbornly. You're a good man. In the Old Order, I am a good man, ...
... the truth of our dark-skinned friends. I did not want to wound the ears of da Oppel fuun mein Awk, apple-of-mine-eye sweet Martha but I must speak ...
... require, also, a very special kind of man. A kind you might not think to look for Blind Man's Lantern.

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