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Title: The House from Nowhere

Author: Arthur G. Stangland

Release Date: March 10, 2010 [EBook #31588]

Language: English

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Transcriber's Note:

This etext was produced from Fantastic Universe Aug-Sept 1953.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S.
copyright on this publication was renewed.

[_Time-travel continues to exercise its mesmeric fascination
upon writers, readers and editors of science fiction alike. Probably
because almost all of us, at one time or another, have longed greatly
to visit either the future or the past. Perhaps, in view of the
dangerous paradoxes such travel must involve, it is a good thing that
such horological journeys have to date been confined to the printed
page._]

the house from nowhere

_by ... Arthur G. Stangland_

New neighbors are always exciting. But the anachronistic
MacDonalds offered a bit too much.

* * * * *

The morning paper lay unread before Philon Miller on the breakfast
table and even the prospects of steaming coffee, ham, eggs and orange
juice could not make him forget his last night's visitors.

On the closed-circuit Industrial TV screen glowed the words, _Food
Preparation Center breakfast menu for July 24, 2052. No. 1, orange
juice, coffee, ham and eggs. No. 2, waffle, coffee...._

Automatically he punched the button for _No. 1_. Oh, his visitors had
made matters appear justifiable. The presidential election campaign
was going badly, Rakoff the chairman said, and his poll-quota for the
election had been upped from twenty-five grand to fifty.

A stainless-steel capsule popped into the transparent wall dock. Of
course the party quota system was taken for granted, he mused,
removing the capsule, but it was an obligation you didn't we