H. G. Wells, Ambrose Cavor, the Julius Van Di Ghee Letters and the First Woman on the Moon

“Whoa whoa… what have we here,” Fran muttered softly to himself. “Two of them in fact.” He quickly began to review the patent summaries. “Great. They’ll be pleased this month. Really pleased. I’ll have to ask for a raise.”

He stroked a few keys, selected the patent applications, both submitted by one Boris Pasternak Esquire who was not the inventor himself but simply the inventor’s agent, and sent them off to the print queue. Then began the impatient wait for the jobs to finish before walking over to the printer, picking up the massive sheaf of pages and stuffing them unceremoniously into his briefcase.





H.G. Wells, one of the first and still one of history's finest science fiction authors. It is fiction though isn't it? That's what they thought. That's what they ALL thought. Until the glass sphere was found. Then the questions started. Alan Baggett