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If Humphrey Llewellyn III could have his way, every book ever written would be treasured, at least one copy bound in sheepskin and illuminated by monks (or specifically by naked nuns, his predilection being somewhat biased in that direction). So now, he hoped, here was a chance to bring mankind back into the bookloving fold. He gloated. There was still no electronics in the pioneer worlds, was there Where was your internet Hah Where was Google Where was your mothers old Kindle Your iPad 25 Where was Wickedpedia (Very primly, he always called it that, just to show his disdain; very few people noticed.) All gone, unbelievers All those fancy toygadgets stuffed in drawers, screens blank as the eyes of corpses, left behind.

Books oh yes, real books were flying off his shelves. Out in the Long Earth humanity was starting again in the Stone Age. It needed to know the old ways. It needed to know what to eat and what not to eat. It needed to know how to build an outdoor privy, and how to manure fields with human and animal waste in safe proportions. It needed to know about wells. About shoemaking Yes, it had to know how to find iron ore, but also how to work graphite, and how to make ink. And so Humphreys presses ran hot, with geological maps and surveys and commonplace books and almanacs, reclaiming the knowledge that had been all but lost to the printed page.

He stroked a polishedleather volume. Oh, sooner or later all that knowledge once more would be precariously imprisoned by electricity. But for now the books had been patient long enough, and their time had come again. In another part of Richmond West 10, meanwhile, there was a kind of labour market, where Companies tried to find recruits to fill the remaining gaps. Franklin Tallyman carefully pushed his way through the crowd, holding his sign above his head. It was a hot day and he wished he had drunk more water. He was approached by a small party led by a middleaged man. You are Mr Tallyman, the blacksmith We saw your rsum at the Prairie Marble Inn. He nodded. Yes, sir, thats me. Were looking to complete our Company. The man stuck out a hand. The names Green, Jack Green. This gentleman is Mr Batson, our Captain. Tallyman, isnt that a Caribbean name No, sir, its a Caribbean job description, as far as I know. I could be wrong. Ive never been there; I was born in Birmingham. In England, not in Alabama. The original and best. He got back blank looks. So you have looked at my rsum An anxiouslooking woman asked, You really can do all you say Make bronze Does anyone do that these days

Yes, maam. Back on West 1 I spent four years as apprentice to smiths who knew their stuff. As for iron, starting from scratch, all I need is the ore. I can make my own forge, I can make my own furnace, I can draw wires. By the way Im a fair electrician; give me a waterwheel and I can fit up your colony with electricity. Oh, and weapons: I can knock up a decent musket it couldnt compete with a modern design, but good enough for hunting. The engagement Im looking for is three years. He was warming to his pitch now. Under the aegis regulations I will have American citizenship by the end of the third year. You, ladies and gentlemen, will be way ahead of the curve. He held out his notebook, opened at a page. And this is what you will pay me, please. There was a gasp from the wouldbe citizens of the New Frontier. Eventually Green said, Is this negotiable Only upwards, Im afraid. You can make a deposit in Pioneer Support. Oh, if you want me to train up an apprentice then that will be extra, on account of they would be more of a hindrance than a help. He smiled before their doubtful faces. It wasnt the moment for a hard sell, he decided. They looked a decent bunch, just folk keen to step Westward with a group of likeminded individuals, looking for a place to spread out, a place where you could trust your neighbours, in a world where the air was clean and you could start over in search of a better future. It was the dream, it had always been the dream. Even their kids looked bright as buttons.

Look, Mr Green, Ive done my homework too. Ive seen your Companys prospectus and I can see that a lot of thought has gone into your venture. Youve got your medic, your carpenter, youve got a chemist. I like your style. Yours wont be the only offer I could get today, but you guys appear to be a solid bunch with your heads screwed on right. Im with you if you want me. Do we have a deal They had a deal. That night Franklin packed his bags and his nonferrous toolbox for the journey. Now all he had to do was to make sure he kept his secret for the duration of the trek, and that meant making sure he didnt try to step without a potato in his Stepper. He had heard about natural steppers on the net. Then, back in West 1, just for the hell of it, one night hed tried to step with the potato out of the box, a box without power. He was amazed when it worked. Oddly enough, he still needed the box, to throw the switch. He needed to hear the click to be able to step, it seemed; how weird was that