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The Goodly Creatures



C. M. Kornbluth




The Goodly Creatures



How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has
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Miranda in The Tempest
 FARWELL suddenly realized that his fingers had been trembling all morning, with a hair-fine vibration
that he couldn't control. He looked at them in amazement and rested them on the keys of his typewriter.
The tremor stopped and Farwell told himself to ignore it; then it would go away. The copy in the
typewriter said: Kumfyseets—add I in the upper left-hand corner and under it:—hailed by veteran
spacemen as the greatest advance in personal comfort and safety on the spaceways since—



Since what? It was just another pneumatic couch. Why didn't he ever get anything he could work with?
This one begged for pix—a stripped-down model in a Kumfyseet, smiling under a pretended seven-G
takeoff acceleration—but the Chicago Chair Company account didn't have an art budget. No art, and
they were howling for tear-sheets already.



— comfort and safety on the spaceways since—



He could take Worple to a good lunch and get a shirt-tail graf in his lousy "Stubby Says" column and
that should hold Chicago Chair for another week. They wouldn't know the difference between Worple
and—



Farwell's intercom buzzed. "Mr. Henry Schneider to see you about employment."



"Send him in, Grace."