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- dark the were and golden eyed by ray bradbury
- Dark They Were, And Golden-Eyed
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Dark They Were, and Golden-Eyed
It is also a suspense story. Ray Bradbury's description of Mars and the reactions to it of the Bittering family give warning that something could go wrong. The atmosphere is one of apprehension and foreboding. Slowly but surely, the circumstances tighten around Harry Bittering.
Perhaps, too, the story is a parable, illustrating the ways that people respond to the environments in which they find themselves.
THE rocket's metal cooled in the meadow winds. Its lid gave a bulging pop. From its clock interior stepped a man, a woman, and three children. The other passengers whispered away across the Martian meadow, leaving the man alone among his family. The man felt his hair flutter and the tissues of his body draw tight as if he were standing at the centre of a vacuum.
His wife, before him, trembled. The children, small seeds, might at any instant be sown to all the Martian climes. The children looked up at him. His face was cold. At any moment the Martian air might draw his soul from him, as marrow comes from a white bone.
He looked at Martian hills that time had worn with a crushing pressure of years. He saw the old cities, lost and lying like children's delicate bones among the blowing lakes of grass. We've come at least sixty-five million miles or more.
There was no answer but the racing hiss of wind through the stiff grass. He picked up the luggage in his cold hands. They walked into town. Their name was Bittering. Harry and his wife Cora; Tim, Laura, and David. They built a small white cottage and ate good breakfasts. It lay with Mr Bittering and Mrs Bittering, a third unbidden partner at every midnight talk, at every dawn awakening. We don't belong here. We're Earth people. This is Mars. It was meant for Martians. For heaven's sake, Cora, let's buy tickets for home!
Then we'll be safe here. And they did. Something made him check everything each morning warm hearth, potted blood-geraniums - precisely as if he expected something to be amiss. The morning paper was toast-warm from the six a. Earth rocket. He broke its seal and tilted it at his breakfast plate.
He forced himself to be convivial. Big cities, everything! They said we'd fail. Said the Martians would resent our invasion. But did we, find any Martians! Not a living soul! Oh, we found their empty cities, but no one in them.
When the windows ceased rattling, Mr Bittering swallowed and looked at the children. Sometimes nights I think I hear 'em.
I hear the wind. The sand hits my window. I get scared. And I see those towns way up in the mountains where the Martians lived a long time ago. And I think I see things moving around those towns, Papa. And I wonder if those Martians mind us living here. I wonder if they won't do something to us for coming here. Memories, I mean. You see Martian paintings and you wonder what the painter was like. You make a little ghost in your mind, a memory.
It's quite natural. Pass the jam. Laura stumbled through the settlement, crying. She dashed blindly on to the porch.
Atom bombs hit New York! All the space rockets blown up. No more rockets to Mars, ever! Laura wept. Alone, thought Bittering. Only a thousand of us here. No way back. No way. Sweat poured from his face and his hands and his body; he was drenched in the hotness of his fear. He wanted to strike Laura, cry, 'No, you're lying!
The rockets will come back! It takes that long to build one. Father, Father, what will we do? Raise crops and children. Keep things going until the war ends and the rockets come again. Bittering wandered into the garden to stand alone in his fear. As long as the rockets had spun a silver web across space, he had been able to accept Mars.
For he had always told himself: Tomorrow, if I want, I can buy a ticket and go back to Earth. But now: the web gone, the rockets lying in jigsaw heaps of molten girder and unsnaked wire. Earth people left to the strangeness of Mars, the cinnamon dusts and wine airs, to be baked like gingerbread shapes in Martian summers, put into harvested storage by Martian winters. What would happen to him, the others? This was the moment Mars had waited for. Now it would eat them. He got down on his knees in the flower-bed, a spade in his nervous hands.
Work, he thought, work and forget. He glanced up from the garden to the Martian mountains. He thought of the proud old Martian names that had once been on those peaks. Earthmen, dropping from the sky, had gazed upon. Once Martians had built cities, named cities; climbed mountains, named mountains; sailed seas, named seas.
Mountains melted, seas drained, cities tumbled. In spite of this, the Earthmen had felt a silent guilt at putting new names to these ancient hills and valleys. Nevertheless, man lives by symbol and label. The names were given. Mr Bittering felt very alone in his garden under the Martian sun, bent here, planting Earth flowers in a wild soil. Keep thinking. Different things. Keep your mind free of Earth, the atom war, the lost rockets.
He perspired. He glanced about. No one watching.
dark the were and golden eyed by ray bradbury
A modern alternative to SparkNotes and CliffsNotes, SuperSummary offers high-quality study guides that feature detailed chapter summaries and analysis of major themes, characters, quotes, and essay topics. Transform this Plot Summary into a Study Guide. It tells of a group of humans who make a settlement on Mars and are irrevocably changed. There is an atomic war on Earth. In response, the United States sends colonists to Mars to establish an outpost. Eight hundred settlers are chosen for the first wave, including the Bittering family: Harry, the father and leader of his family, Cora, the mother, and children Daniel, Laura, and David.
Dark They Were, And Golden-Eyed
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Bittering do to cope with his fears about living on Mars? Choose two options.
Dark They Were, and Golden Eyed
It is also a suspense story. Ray Bradbury's description of Mars and the reactions to it of the Bittering family give warning that something could go wrong. The atmosphere is one of apprehension and foreboding. Slowly but surely, the circumstances tighten around Harry Bittering. Perhaps, too, the story is a parable, illustrating the ways that people respond to the environments in which they find themselves. THE rocket's metal cooled in the meadow winds. Its lid gave a bulging pop.
Выходила только абракадабра. Похоже, не один Танкадо умел создавать абсолютно стойкие шифры. Ее мысли прервал шипящий звук открываемой пневматической двери. В Третий узел заглянул Стратмор. - Какие-нибудь новости, Сьюзан? - спросил Стратмор и тут же замолчал, увидав Грега Хейла. - Добрый вечер, мистер Хейл.
В руке красная туристская сумка фирмы Л. Белл. Светлые волосы тщательно уложены.
ГЛАВА 68 - Ну видишь, это совсем не трудно, - презрительно сказала Мидж, когда Бринкерхофф с видом побитой собаки протянул ей ключ от кабинета Фонтейна. - Я все сотру перед уходом, - пообещала. - Если только вы с женой не захотите сохранить этот фильм для своей частной коллекции. - Делай свою распечатку и выметайся! - зарычал .
Но я хочу иметь копию. Я хочу открыть этот проклятый файл и ознакомиться с созданной Танкадо программой. Сьюзан была столь же любопытна, как и ее шеф, но чутье подсказывало ей, что расшифровка алгоритма Цифровой крепости неразумна, какой бы интерес это ни представляло. В данный момент эта чертова программа надежно зашифрована и абсолютно безопасна. Но как только шифр будет взломан… - Коммандер, а не лучше ли будет… - Мне нужен ключ! - отрезал .
- Уничтожить всю нашу секретную информацию? - Сьюзан не могла поверить, что Танкадо совершит нападение на главный банк данных АНБ. Она перечитала его послание. СЕЙЧАС ВАС МОЖЕТ СПАСТИ ТОЛЬКО ПРАВДА - Правда? - спросила. - Какая правда. Стратмор тяжело дышал.