The Gods of Mars

By: Burroughs, Edgar Rice

As I stood upon the bluff before my cottage on that clear cold night in the early part ofMarch, 1886, the noble Hudson flowing like the grey and silent spectre of a dead river below me, I felt again the strange, compelling influence of the mighty god of war, my beloved Mars, whichfor ten long and lonesome years I had implored with outstretched arms to carry me back to mylost love.Not since that other March night in 1866, when I had stood without that Arizona cave inwhich my still and lifeless body lay wrapped in the similitude of earthly death had I felt theirresistible attraction of the god of my profession.With arms outstretched toward the red eye of the great star I stood praying for a return of thatstrange power which twice had drawn me through the immensity of space, praying as I hadprayed on a thousand nights before during the long ten years that I had waited and hoped.Suddenly a qualm of nausea swept over me, my senses swam, my knees gave beneath meand I pitched headlong to the ground upon the very verge of the dizzy bluff.Instantly my brain cleared and there swept back across the threshold of my memory the vividpicture of the horrors of that ghostly Arizona cave; again, as on that far-gone night, my musclesrefused to respond to my will and again, as though even here upon the banks of the placidHudson, I could hear the awful moans and rustling of the fearsome thing which had lurked andthreatened me from the dark recesses of the cave, I made the same mighty and superhuman effortto break the bonds of the strange anaesthesia which held me, and again came the sharp click as ofthe sudden parting of a taut wire, and I stood naked and free beside the staring, lifeless thing thathad so recently pulsed with the warm, red life-blood of John Carter

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: B08F6Y3P2V
• ISBN13: 9798672597577
• Release Date: January 1
• Publisher: Independently Published
• Length: 210 Pages
• Weight: 0.51 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.5" x 5.0" x 8.0"

Customer Reviews

Be sure to read "A Princess of Mars" first.

We last left John suffocating and wondering if we would ever see him again (except for those few intrepid people who dare to read ahead). "Twelve years passed since I laid the body of my great-uncle, Captain John Carter, of Virginia, away from the sight of men in that strange mausoleum in the old cemetery at Richmond." John returns to the Mars he never saw before, yet soon finds old friends and new adventures. Not everything is black and white as in the Saturday morning Cowboys. The story is a never-ending series of last-minute escapes until the very end when, well, read the book and find out. Once again, we get to kibitz.