<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_2" id="CHAPTER_2"></SPAN>CHAPTER 2</h2>
<p>Space Academy, U.S.A.!</p>
<p>This was the dream and goal of every boy in the
thrilling year 2354, when mankind had reached out beyond
the bounds of Earth and had conquered space,
colonizing planets and blazing trails to distant worlds
deep in the black void of the outer universe. To support
the ever-growing need for trained spacemen to man the
rocket ships that linked the planets and distant satellite
outposts, the Solar Alliance, the government of the
solar system, had erected Space Academy. It was there
that the most promising boys were trained to become
members of the Solar Guard to patrol the space lanes
and keep peace in the universe.</p>
<p>Organized into tight, hard-hitting units of three, the
Academy cadets were trained to work together under
the most severe conditions. Their waking hours were
spent in one of two places; in powerful rocket cruisers,
blasting through space on endless training missions, or
at the Academy in classrooms and lecture halls, where<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</SPAN></span>
they studied everything from the theory of space flight
to the application of space laws. A very important
course of study was the theory of government. For,
above all else, the Solar Alliance was a government of
the people. And to assure the survival and continuance
of that democratic system, the officers of the Solar
Guard functioned as the watchdogs of the space democracy,
entrusted with the vital mission of making
sure the government reflected the will of the people.</p>
<p>As a practical approach to this course, the Academy
officials had established a Cadet Council for the settlement
of disputes and infractions of rules by the cadets.
It was to this cadet governing body that the fight between
the <i>Polaris</i> and the <i>Capella</i> units was referred by
Major Connel.</p>
<p>The Academy had buzzed with talk since the fight,
and sides were drawn hard and fast. Both units were
extremely popular and the arguments raged through
the dormitories as to which unit was at fault.</p>
<p>Meanwhile, the Cadet Council decided to have a full
trial to give each unit a fair chance to defend itself
against the charges. A judge and jury were selected and
lawyers appointed for each side. Finally a date was set
for the trial.</p>
<p>During this time, Tom, Roger, and Astro were confined
to their quarters. They did not talk much, each
conscious of the fact that should the Cadet Council decide
against them, they might be expelled from the
Academy. The same was true about the <i>Capella</i> unit,
of course, but the Council might decide the <i>Polaris</i> had
instigated the whole affair. Roger was particularly silent,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</SPAN></span>
since his actions in obtaining the study spools had
started the whole chain of disastrous events.</p>
<p>The boys did not know which cadet would be appointed
to defend them until late the following afternoon
when there was a knock on the door, and a small,
thin cadet, wearing a thick pair of eyeglasses that gave
him a decided owllike look, entered the room.</p>
<p>"Alfie Higgins!" cried Tom.</p>
<p>"The Brain!" yelled Astro.</p>
<p>"Glad to see you, pal!" shouted Roger.</p>
<p>The three cadets surrounded little Alfie and pommeled
him playfully in their joy at seeing another cadet.
Alfie merely looked at them gravely.</p>
<p>"Hello, Tom, Roger, Astro," he said somberly.</p>
<p>"What are you doing here?" asked Tom. "We're not
allowed visitors."</p>
<p>"I'm not a visitor, Tom," replied the little cadet. "I'm
your defense lawyer." He glanced at Roger and Astro.
"I hope that will be satisfactory to you."</p>
<p>"Satisfactory!" exclaimed Tom. "Alfie, we couldn't ask
for anyone better."</p>
<p>"That's right, Brain," said Roger. "You're the boy
for us."</p>
<p>Astro grunted his approval. "Yeah."</p>
<p>"Well, in that case," said Alfie, opening his brief case,
"I would suggest that we get right down to the facts.
The trial is tomorrow."</p>
<p>"All right, Alfie, we're ready," said Tom. "I suppose
you want to hear the whole thing."</p>
<p>"If you don't mind," said Alfie, adjusting his eyeglasses.
"You start, Roger."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Sitting around the room, relaxed, yet concerned, the
four cadets discussed the details of the case. Alfie took
copious notes, occasionally interrupting Tom or Roger
or Astro to ask a pointed question.</p>
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<p>They talked for nearly four hours before Alfie was finally
satisfied that he knew all the facts. He left them
with the same somber attitude he had when he first arrived,
and when the boys were alone, they each felt a
chill of fear. The full meaning of a defense lawyer hit
them. They were in serious trouble. After a few moments
of silence, Tom rose and went into the bathroom
to take a shower. Astro flopped on his back in his bunk
and went to sleep. Roger began throwing darts idly at
his "solar system" over his bunk. It was a map of his<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</SPAN></span>
own design depicting the planets revolving around the
sun, only each planet was represented by a picture of a
girl, and his own grinning countenance was the sun. He
was known to have made dates by throwing a dart at
the map blindly and taking out the girl whose picture
he had hit.</p>
<p>When Tom returned a few minutes later, he looked
at his unit mates and shook his head. Never, in all the
adventures they had shared or all the tough situations
they had been in, had either Roger or Astro given up as
they seemed to be doing now.</p>
<p>"And," thought Tom miserably, "with good reason
too! I feel like tossing in the sponge myself."</p>
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<p>The huge Space Academy gymnasium had been converted
into a temporary courtroom, and at ten <span class="smcap lowercase">A.M.</span> the
following day the cavernous chamber was packed with
all the cadets who could get off duty, in addition to a
liberal sprinkling of Solar Guard officers and instructors
who were keenly interested in their pupils' handling of
orderly democratic procedure.</p>
<p>As the cadet judge opened the proceedings, Commander
Walters, Major Connel, Captain Strong, and
Lieutenant Wolchek, unit commander of the <i>Capella</i>
crew, watched intently from their seats in the back of
the gym. Up forward, at two small tables immediately
in front of the Council's platform, the <i>Polaris</i> and
<i>Capella</i> units sat rigidly, while their defense lawyers
arranged papers and data on the table for quick reference.
Little Alfie Higgins didn't say a word to Tom,
Roger, or Astro, merely studied his opponent, Cadet<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</SPAN></span>
Benjy Edwards, who was acting as attorney for the <i>Capella</i>
unit. Edwards, a beefy boy with a florid face,
looked across the chamber and sneered at Tom. The
young cadet repressed a quick shudder of anger. There
was bad blood between the two. Once, Tom had found
Edwards bullying a helpless group of Earthworm cadets,
forcing them to march and exercise under a broiling
Martian sun for no reason at all, and Tom had put
a stop to it. Edwards had taken every opportunity to
get back at Tom, and now he had his best chance.</p>
<p>From the beginning, the trial was argued bitterly.
Though the issues were clear-cut—illegal possession of
the study spools, out on the quadrangle after hours, and
fighting—Edwards tried to accuse the <i>Polaris</i> unit of irrelevant
infractions. But Alfie Higgins was his equal.
From the beginning, he admitted that the <i>Polaris</i> unit
was guilty of the first charge, but made a strong claim
that they had more than made up for the infraction by
risking censure to return the spools to their rightful
owners. In addition, he forced Tony Richards to admit
that he had accepted Roger's apology. The Council
agreed to drop that charge and to hold the second
charge in abeyance, since both units seemed to have had
good reason for being out after hours. Benjy Edwards
scowled but could find no reason to object to the Council's
decision. Alfie, on the other hand, broke into a
smile for the first time that morning. He turned to the
Council and announced that the only point of issue was
the fight and who struck the first blow.</p>
<p>In the back of the room, Connel turned to Strong. "I,
personally, am going to sign the pass for a week's leave<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</SPAN></span>
for Alfie when this is over," he said. "I never saw such a
ding-blasted brain in operation in all my life."</p>
<p>"He really slipped one over on Benjy Edwards all
right," muttered Strong, his voice tinged with pride.</p>
<p>In front of the Council platform, Alfie turned to the
judge.</p>
<p>"I would like to call to the stand, if the court please,"
he said in a clear voice, "Cadet Tom Corbett."</p>
<p>Tom walked to the chair, was sworn in, and sat down,
facing Alfie.</p>
<p>"Cadet Corbett," Higgins paused, and then asked almost
casually, "did you strike the first blow?"</p>
<p>"No," replied Tom.</p>
<p>"Dismissed," said Higgins suddenly. "Call Roger
Manning to the stand, please."</p>
<p>Roger rose, and passing Tom on the way back, took
his place on the stand and repeated the oath.</p>
<p>Alfie looked at Roger calmly and in a clear voice
asked, "Cadet Manning, did you strike the first blow?"</p>
<p>"No."</p>
<p>"Dismissed," said Alfie. "Please call Cadet Astro to
the stand."</p>
<p>The cadet audience began to murmur and sit forward
tensely.</p>
<p>"What the devil is he doing?" growled Connel.</p>
<p>Strong grinned. "Blast me if I know, Lou," he said.
"But wait and see. I'll bet you ten credits it's a lulu."</p>
<p>Astro was sworn in and Alfie waited for the room to
become quiet.</p>
<p>"Cadet Astro," he said finally, "you have heard the
other members of the <i>Polaris</i> unit state, under solemn<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</SPAN></span>
oath, that they did not strike the first blow. Now, I ask
you to consider carefully your answer. Did you, Cadet
Astro"—Alfie paused dramatically, and nearly shouted
the final part of the question—"strike the first blow?"</p>
<p>"No!" bellowed Astro.</p>
<p>"Dismissed," said Alfie quickly, turning to the Council.
"Gentlemen," he said, "he did not strike the first
blow, nor did Cadet Corbett, nor Cadet Manning. And
I will not insist that the three members of the <i>Capella</i>
unit be asked the same question, since I concede that
they are three impeccable gentlemen who could <i>not</i>
strike the first blow in a common fight."</p>
<p>As the audience in the courtroom burst into a roar,
Benjy Edwards jumped to his feet.</p>
<p>"Your honor," he appealed, "I insist that the <i>Capella</i>
unit be allowed to take the stand and deny the
charge—"</p>
<p>"Your honor," interrupted Alfie, "the <i>Polaris</i> unit
makes no charge. They freely admit that the <i>Capella</i>
unit could not, I repeat, sir, could not have struck the
first blow. And the <i>Polaris</i> unit—"</p>
<p>"Your honor—!" cried Edwards. "I insist."</p>
<p>The cadet judge rapped his gavel. "<i>Polaris</i> counsel
will speak."</p>
<p>"Thank you, your honor. I just wanted to say that the
members of the <i>Polaris</i> unit defer to the <i>Capella</i> unit.
I submit, your honor, that it was nothing more than a
misunderstanding and that both sides should be punished
or freed."</p>
<p>"Is that all?" asked the cadet judge.</p>
<p>"Yes, sir," said Alfie.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"Counsel for the <i>Capella</i> unit may speak now. Do you
insist on having your defendants brought to the stand
to swear they did not start the fight?"</p>
<p>"Your honor—" began Benjy. But Alfie had already
planted the seed. There were shouts of "Give it to both
of them" from the gym.</p>
<p>Red-faced, Edwards held up his hand and appealed
for quiet. "Your honor," he began at last, "after consultation
with the members of the <i>Capella</i> unit, they have
directed me to state that they are willing to abide by
the suggestion of the <i>Polaris</i> counsel."</p>
<p>As the cadets in the courtroom roared their approval,
the cadet judge consulted quickly with the members of
the Council. A decision was reached quickly. A verdict
of conduct unbecoming cadets was brought against
both units, with orders for a strong reprimand to be
placed on their individual official records. In addition,
each unit was denied leaves and week-end passes from
the Academy until the end of the term, four weeks
away. All spare time was to be spent on guard duty.</p>
<p>"You are to report to Chief Warrant Officer Timothy
Rush for further orders on all time not actually accountable
for in Academy schedules," concluded the cadet
judge. "Dismissed."</p>
<p>The case was closed with a loud roar of approval
from the entire cadet audience, who had seen justice
done and democracy in action. Tom, Astro, and Roger
looked at each other and smiled. They were still Space
Cadets.</p>
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