The Year 3928 _The Original Writer, Nathano, Resumes the Narrative_ My ancestor, Thanor, of ten centuries ago, according to the records he gave to my great grandfather, seems to voice the general despair of humanity which, bad enough in his times, has reached the _nth_ power in my day. A soulless world is gradually dying, from self-inflicted boredom. As I have ascertained from the perusal of the journals of my forebears, even antedating the extermination of the insects, I come of a stock that clings with sentiment…
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