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| was not in the least sleepy, nor was | aware of any fatigue. | sat on the edge of the bed for a full hour reviewing the experiences of the night. And even as they went through my mind | could not help but reflect on how fantastic the whole thing would seem to my fellow man. Nevertheless, | must tell of it... . Actually, | myself could scarcely believe in the reality of all that had happened in the past few hours. Yet | knew what my eyes had seen and my ears had heard, and that without doubt it had been a completely physical experience. Finally slipping out of my clothes, | stretched out and must have fallen into a light sleep. It was close to eight o?clock when | awakened. | dressed hastily for there was little time left in which to eat breakfast and catch the bus on which | was to return home. Riding along in the bus, my physical eyes saw the Earthly scenery through which we were passing, and some of the people seated in my immediate vicinity. But my mind, absorbed in the experiences of the previous night, was still traveling space, or with my companions in the giant carrier ship. The feeling of being in two places simultaneously persisted for several weeks. | found it very difficult to return to the bondage of Earthly ways. Although the time in which | had been privileged to view the vastness of space and the beauty of its constant action had been short, | carried the wonder of it with me. All that | had learned from these friends of other worlds was not given to me alone, but for the a SS | Ta || Ee Time slipped by with no more meetings with my friends from other worlds. Yet often | felt that they were near. It was two months later, on April 21st, that | again felt a sudden urge to go to the city. Accordingly, the next day | arranged to be driven to Oceanside, where | caught an early afternoon bus for Los Angeles, which brought me into that city a little more than two hours later. | registered in the same hotel as before and went to my room to freshen up after my trip. Then | returned downstairs and went into the cocktail lounge for a little chat with my friend, the bar attendant. Shortly after, | returned to the lobby, bought a weekly news magazine and settled down to wait. This time, the feeling of uncertainty and inner restlessness which had plagued me on the first occasion was entirely absent. | knew the meaning of the urge which had brought me down from the mountains! So | read with interest the reports on both home and foreign events as printed, plus a bit of what is called ?reading between the lines? on my own. Except for the entrance of two men whom | knew slightly, and who came over to exchange a few words, there were no interruptions. Suddenly | looked up, and there stood my Martian friend, Firkon! sharing with all on Earth willing to receive it. THE SCOUT FROM SATURN