As I sit down to write here amidst the shadows of vine-leaves under the
blue sky of southern Italy, it comes to me with a certain quality of
astonishment that my participation in these amazing adventures of Mr.
Cavor was, after all, the outcome of the purest accident. It might have
been any one ...
IT was a scene of bitter disputation. A hawk-nosed young man
with a pointing finger was prominent. His face worked violently,
his lips moved very rapidly, but what he said was inaudible.
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of
him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes
shone and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and
animated. The fire burned brightly, and the soft radiance of the
incandescent lights in the lilies of silver ...
No one would have believed in the last years of the
nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly
and closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as
mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their
various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps
alm ...
One afternoon, at low water, Mr. Isbister, a young
artist lodging at Boscastle, walked from that place to
the picturesque cove of Pentargen, desiring to examine
the caves there. Halfway down the precipitous path
to the Pentargen beach he came suddenly upon a man
sitting in an attitude of profou ...
The night was hot and overcast, the sky red, rimmed with the
lingering sunset of mid-summer. They sat at the open window,
trying to fancy the air was fresher there. The trees and shrubs of
the garden stood stiff and dark; beyond in the roadway a gas-
lamp burnt, bright orange against the hazy ...
Three hundred miles and more from Chimborazo, one hundred from the
snows of Cotopaxi, in the wildest wastes of Ecuador's Andes, there
lies that mysterious mountain valley, cut off from all the world of
men, the Country of the Blind. Long years ago that valley lay so
far open to the world that ...
Some business had detained me in Chancery Lane nine in the
evening, and thereafter, having some inkling of a headache, I was
disinclined either for entertainment or further work. So much of
the sky as the high cliffs of that narrow canon of traffic left
visible spoke of a serene night, and I d ...
One confidential evening, not three months ago, Lionel Wallace told
me this story of the Door in the Wall. And at the time I thought
that so far as he was concerned it was a true story.
The man with the white face entered the carriage at Rugby. He
moved slowly in spite of the urgency of his porter, and even while
he was still on the platform I noted how ill he seemed. He dropped
into the corner over against me with a sigh, made an incomplete
attempt to arrange his travelling ...
In truth the mastery of flying was the work of thousands of men--
this man a suggestion and that an experiment, until at last only
one vigorous intellectual effort was needed to finish the work.
But the inexorable injustice of the popular mind has decided
that of all these thousands, one man, ...
The chief attendant of the three dynamos that buzzed and rattled at
Camberwell, and kept the electric railway going, came out of
Yorkshire, and his name was James Holroyd. He was a practical
electrician, but fond of whisky, a heavy red-haired brute with
irregular teeth. He doubted the existen ...
I had seen the Magic Shop from afar several times; I had passed
it once or twice, a shop window of alluring little objects, magic
balls, magic hens, wonderful cones, ventriloquist dolls, the material
of the basket trick, packs of cards that looked all right, and all
that sort of thing, b ...
Miss Winchelsea was going to Rome. The matter had filled her mind
for a month or more, and had overflowed so abundantly into her
conversation that quite a number of people who were not going to Rome,
and who were not likely to go to Rome, had made it a personal
grievance against her. Some indee ...
There was once a little man whose mother made him a beautiful suit
of clothes. It was green and gold and woven so that I cannot
describe how delicate and fine it was, and there was a tie of
orange fluffiness that tied up under his chin. And the buttons
in their newness shone like stars. He w ...
"You can't be too careful who you marry," said Mr. Brisher, and
pulled thoughtfully with a fat-wristed hand at the lank moustache
that hides his want of chin.
My friend, Mr. Ledbetter, is a round-faced little man, whose natural
mildness of eye is gigantically exaggerated when you catch the beam
through his glasses, and whose deep, deliberate voice irritates
irritable people. A certain elaborate clearness of enunciation has
come with him to his presen ...
Certainly, if ever a man found a guinea when he was looking for a pin
it is my good friend Professor Gibberne. I have heard before of
investigators overshooting the mark, but never quite to the extent
that he has done. He has really, this time at any rate, without any
touch of exaggeration in t ...
It was on the first day of the New Year that the announcement
was made, almost simultaneously from three observatories, that the
motion of the planet Neptune, the outermost of all the planets
that wheel about the sun, had become very erratic. Ogilvy had
already called attention to a suspected ...
'This again,' said the Bacteriologist, slipping a glass slide under the microscope, 'is a preparation
of the celebrated Bacillus of cholera - the cholera germ.'
Mr. Bessel was the senior partner in the firm of Bessel, Hart,
and Brown, of St. Paul's Churchyard, and for many years he was
well known among those interested in psychical research as a
liberal-minded and conscientious investigator. He was an unmarried
man, and instead of living in the suburbs ...
The scene amidst which Clayton told his last story comes back very
vividly to my mind. There he sat, for the greater part of the time,
in the corner of the authentic settle by the spacious open fire, and
Sanderson sat beside him smoking the Broseley clay that bore his name.
There was Evans, and ...
He sits not a dozen yards away. If I glance over my shoulder
I can see him. And if I catch his eye--and usually I catch his eye--
it meets me with an expression.
Towards mid-day the three pursuers came abruptly round a bend in
the torrent bed upon the sight of a very broad and spacious valley.
The difficult and winding trench of pebbles along which they had
tracked the fugitives for so long, expanded to a broad slope,
and with a common impulse the three ...
About the Author
English novelist, journalist, sociologist, and historian, whose science fiction stories have been filmed many
times. Wells's best known works are The Time Machine (1895), one of the first modern science fiction stories, THE
Invisible Man (1897), and The War of the Worlds (1898). Wells wrote over a hundred of books, about fifty of them
novels.
"No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs
were being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own; that as men
busied themselves about their affairs they were scrutinized and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a
microscope might scrutinize the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water." (from War of
the Worlds)
Along with George Orwell's Nineteen-Eighty-Four and Aldous Huxley's Brave New World, which was a
pessimistic answer to scientific optimism, Wells's novels are among the classics of science-fiction. Later Wells's
romantic and enthusiastic conception of technology turned more doubtful. His bitter side is seen early in the novel
Boon (1915), which was a parody of Henry James.
Herbert George Wells was born in Bromley, Kent. His father was a shopkeeper and a professional cricketer until he
broke his leg. In his early childhood Wells developed love for literature. His mother served from time to time as a
housekeeper at the nearby estate of Uppark, and young Wells studied books in the library secretly. When his father's
business failed, Wells was apprenticed like his brothers to a draper. He spent the years between 1880 and 1883 in
Windsor and Southsea, and later recorded them in Kipps (1905). In the story Arthur Kipps is raised by his aunt and
uncle. Kipps is also apprenticed to a draper. After learning that he has been left a fortune, Kipps enters the
upper-class society, which Wells describes with sharp social criticism.
In 1883 Wells became a teacher/pupil at Midhurst Grammar School. He obtained a scholarship to the Normal School of
Science in London and studied there biology under T.H. Huxley. However, his interest faltered and in 1887 he left
without a degree. He taught in private schools for four years, not taking his B.S. degree until 1890. Next year he
settled in London, married his cousin Isabel and continued his career as a teacher in a correspondence college. From
1893 Wells became a full-time writer.
Wells left Isabel for one of his brightest students, Amy Catherine, whom he married in 1895. As a novelist Wells
made his debut with The Time Machine, a parody of English class division. The narrator is Hillyer, who
discusses with his friends about theories of time travel. A week later their host has an incredible story to tell -
he has returned from the year 802701. The Time Traveler had found two people: the Eloi, weak and little, who live
above ground in a seemingly Edenic paradise, and the Morlocks, bestial creatures that live below ground, who eat the
Eloi. The Traveler's beautiful friend Weena is killed, he flees into the far future, where he encounters "crab-like
creatures" and things "like a huge white butterfly", that have taken over the planet. In the year 30,000,000 he finds
lichens, blood-red sea and a creature with tentacles. He returns horrified back to the present. Much of the realistic
atmosphere of the story was achieved by carefully studied technical details. The basic principles of the machine
contained materials regarding time as the fourth dimension - years later Albert Einstein published his theory of the
four dimensional continuum of space-time.
The Time Machine was followed by THE ISLAND OF DR. MOREAU (1896), in which a mad scientist transforms
animals into human creatures. The story is told in flashback by a man named Prendick. He travels with a biologist to
a remote island, which is controlled by Dr. Moreau. In his laboratory he experiments with animals, and has created
Beast People. Moreau is killed by Puma-Woman. Prendick escapes from the island, and returns to London. He concludes
the tale: "Even then it seemed that I, too, was not a reasonable creature, but only an animal tormented
with some strange disorder in its brain, that sent it to wander alone, like as sheep stricken with the gid."
Wells, who was a Darwinist, did not reject the evolutionary theory but attacked optimists and warned that human
progress is not inevitable. In film versions the character of Dr. Moreau has inspired such actors as Charles
Laughton, Burt Lancaster, and Marlon Brando.
The Invisible Man (1897) was a Faustian story of a scientist who has tampered with nature in pursuit of
superhuman powers, and The War of the Worlds (1898), a novel of an invasion of Martians. The story appeared at
a time when Schiaparell's discovery of Martian "canals" Percival Lowell's book Mars (1895) arose speculations
that there could be life on the Red Planet. The narrator is an unnamed "philosophical writer" who tells about events
that happened six years earlier. Martian cylinders land on earth outside London and the invaders, who have a
"roundish bulk with tentacles" start to vaporize humans. The Martians build walking tripods which ruin towns. Panic
spreads, London is evacuated. Martians release poisonous black smoke. However, Martians are slain "by the humblest
things that God, in his wisdom, has put on this earth." In 1930 Paramount offered the story to the Soviet director
Sergei Eisenstein, but he never attempted an adaptation. Its later Hollywood version from 1953 reflected Cold War
attitudes. The First Men on the Moon (1901) was prophetic description of the methodology of space flight, and
The War in the Air (1908) foresaw the importance of air forces in combat. Although Wells's novels were highly
entertaining, he also tried to arise debate about the future of mankind.
Dissatisfied with his literary work, Wells moved into the novel genre with Love and Mr. Lewisham (1900). Kipps
strengthened his reputation as a serous writer. Wells also published critical pamphlets attacking the Victorian
social order, among them Anticipations (1901), Mankind in the Making (1903), and A Modern Utopia (1905). In The
History of Mr. Polly (1909) Wells returned to vanished England.
Passionate concern for society led Wells to join in 1903 the socialist Fabian Society in London. It advocated a
fairer society by planning for a gradual system of reforms. However, he soon quarreled with the society's leaders,
among them George Bernard Shaw. This experience was basis for his novel The New Machiavelli (1911), which portrayed
the noted Fabians. At the outbreak of war in 1914, Wells was involved in a love affair with a young journalist,
Rebecca West, 26 years his junior. West and Wells called themselves "panther" and "jaguar". Their son Anthony West
later wrote about their difficult relationship in Aspects of a Life (1984).
In his novels Wells used his two wives, Amber Reeves, Rebecca West, Odette Keun and all the passing mistresses as
models for his characters. "I was never a great amorist," Wells wrote in Experiment in Autobiography (1934) "though I
have loved several people very deeply." Rebecca West became a famous author and married a wealthy banker, Henry
Andrews, who had business interests in Germany. Elizabeth von Arnim dismissed Wells, and Moura Budberg, Maxim Gorky's
former mistress, refused to marry him or even be faithful.
"Nothing could have been more obvious to the people of the early twentieth century than the
rapidity with which war was becoming impossible. And as certainly they did not see it. They did not see it until the
atomic bombs burst in their fumbling hands." (from The World Set Free, 1914)
After WW I Wells published several non-fiction works, among them The Outline of History (1920), The Science of
Life (1929-39), written in collaboration with Sir Julian Huxley and George Philip Wells, and Experiment in
Autobiography (1934). At this time Wells had gained the status as a popular celebrity, and he continued to write
prolifically. In 1917 he was a member of Research Committee for the League of Nations and published several books
about the world organization. Although Wells had many reservations about the Soviet system, he understood the broad
aims of the Russian Revolution, and had in 1920 a fairly amiable meeting with Lenin. In the early 1920s Wells was a
labour candidate for Parliament. Between the years 1924 and 1933 Wells lived mainly in France. From 1934 to 1946 he
was the International president of PEN. In 1934 he had discussions with both Stalin, who left him disillusioned, and
Roosevelt, trying to recruit them without success to his world-saving schemes. Wells was convinced that Western
socialists cannot compromise with Communism, and that the best hope for the future lay in Washington. Also one of his
mistresses, Moura Budberg, turned out to be a Soviet agent for years. In The Holy Terror (1939) Wells studied the
psychological development of a modern dictator exemplified in the careers of Stalin, Mussolini, and Hitler.
"The professional military mind is by necessity an inferior and unimaginative mind; no man of
high intellectual quality would willingly imprison his gifts in such calling." (from The Outline of
History, 1920)
Orson Welles' Mercury Theater radio broadcast, based on The War of the Worlds, caused a panic in the
Eastern United States on October 30, 1938. In Newark, New Jersey, all the occupants of a block of flats left their
homes with wet towels round their heads and in Harlem a congregation fell to its knees. Welles, who first considered
the show silly, was shaken by the panic he had unleashed and promised that he would never do anything like it again.
Later Welles attempted to claim authorship for the script, but it was written by Howard Koch, whose inside story of
the whole episode, The panic broadcast; portrait of an event, appeared in 1970. Wells himself was not amused
with the radio play. He met the young director in 1940 at a San Antonio radio station, but was at that time mellowed
and advertised Welles next film, Citizen Kane.
"Those who have not read The War of the Worlds may be surprised to find that, like much
of Wells's writing, it is full of poetry and contains passages that catch the throat. Wells tried to pretend that he
was not an artist and stated that "there will come a time for every work of art when it will have served its purpose
and be bereft of its last rag of significance." This has not yet happened for the best of Wells's science fiction,
though it has done so for all but a few of his realistic and political novels." (Arthur C. Clarke in
Greetings, Carbon-Based Bipeds!, 1999)
Wells lived through World War II in his house on Regent's Park, refusing to let the blitz drive him out of London.
His last book, Mind at the End of Its Tether (1945), expressed pessimism about mankind's future prospects. Wells died
in London on August 13. 1946. "Human history becomes more and more a race between education and
catastrophe." (from The Outline of History, 1920)
Author biographies courtesy of Author's Calendar. Used with permission.