<h2 id="c7"><br/><i>CARGO FOR CALLISTO</i></h2>
<p>The big rocket freighter was
speeding through the star dust of outer space.
It was carrying supplies to Callisto (one of the
twelve moons of Jupiter) and the Shannons,
on another space adventure.</p>
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<p>Steve and Sue looked out a window of the
freighter at the airless world growing in size.
Callisto was a gigantic roughened rock, but it
was a globe larger than the planet Mercury.
It reminded Steve of a giant cockle-burr hanging
in the sky.</p>
<p>Suddenly the children heard a tiny voice
behind them say, “Rocket away!”</p>
<p>They turned and Sue exclaimed, “It’s Bud!”</p>
<p>The blue parakeet, a budgy, blinked lazily
at them. The twins had met Mr. Whittle’s
pet a week ago. He had taken a liking to them
from the very start. They didn’t know that a
few hours from now their very lives would depend
on this little fellow.</p>
<p>“We’d better take him back to Mr. Whittle,”
Steve said.</p>
<p>The budgy kept studying them with his flat
face and blinking his tiny button eyes. Then
he squawked again, “Rocket away!”</p>
<p>“It’ll be ‘rocket away’ for you, young fellow!”
Steve said sternly. “Up on my finger,
Bud!”</p>
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<p>The bird did as he was ordered. They took
him down the hall to Mr. Whittle’s room.
Bud’s owner, off duty now, was a tall, spidery
crewman with a big Adam’s apple. He always
gave his pet full run of the ship.</p>
<p>Mr. Whittle whistled to the parakeet, but
the bird stayed on Steve’s finger.</p>
<p>Mr. Whittle chuckled. “Hey, I believe he
likes you two better than his master!”</p>
<p>“We like him, too,” Sue told the crewman.</p>
<p>“You can keep him for a few days if you
want to,” Mr. Whittle said. “I’m going to be
pretty busy after we land.”</p>
<p>“Gee, we’d like to look after him!” Steve
answered.</p>
<p>“If you take him outside on Callisto, you’ll
have to put him in that air-tight cage over
there I had made. It’s sort of like a space suit
for him.”</p>
<p>Sue and Steve played with Bud in the room
they used for games until it was time to “strap
down” for landing. Then they went to the
couch hall and lay down on cots like the other
space travelers were doing. They buckled
straps across their bodies to keep them in
place.</p>
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<p>For a long time, Steve and Sue lay there as
the big freighter began cutting its rushing
speed. It felt to Steve as if a giant anvil were
crushing downward on his chest. Take-off and
landing were always the roughest moments in
space travel, as the twins had already found
out on other space trips.</p>
<p>At last the ship set down on Callisto. The
young Shannons went back to the game room.
Then with the bird on Steve’s shoulder, the
twins looked out the window at the strange
new world.</p>
<p>They saw a land bathed in ghostly twilight.
Very little light was coming from the sun. It
was so far away that it was only a small circle.
Most of the light came from a huge shape that
looked like somebody’s lost beach ball resting
on the ground. Its bottom edge just touched
the horizon.</p>
<p>Sue and Steve were joined by their father,
who worked for the space freight company.</p>
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<p>“That’s His Majesty, Jupiter—the king of
planets,” Mr. Shannon told them. “He’s over
a million miles away and yet he looks close
enough to touch, doesn’t he?”</p>
<p>“Let’s go outdoors, Dad!” Steve begged.</p>
<p>“No reason why we can’t,” Mr. Shannon
replied.</p>
<p>After they had put on their space clothes,
Steve popped Bud into his warm, air-tight
cage.</p>
<p>As they all went outside, they saw the crewmen
unloading the cargo.</p>
<p>“There’s the colony over there,” Mr. Shannon
said, pointing to a high framework that
looked something like an oil derrick.</p>
<p>“They mine here for a mineral called
magna. It’s very valuable, because without it
we couldn’t have atomic engines. Magna is
what keeps our rocket tubes from melting under
the terrific heat that goes through them.”</p>
<p>“May we go down into the mines, Dad?”
Steve asked.</p>
<p>“We’ll see if we can,” said his father.</p>
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<p>As they walked toward the mining place,
Mr. Shannon said, “Underneath us are pockets
of poisonous gas like that found in Jupiter’s
atmosphere. Sometimes it leaks into the mining
tunnels causing danger from suffocation.”</p>
<p>“I sure hope the gas stays where it belongs
while we’re down there!” Steve said and swallowed
the lump of fear in his throat.</p>
<p>They turned their attention to Jupiter. It
looked even more like a beach ball now with
its stripes of beautiful colors. Mr. Shannon
said the bands were floating ice bergs of the
poisonous gases he was talking about.</p>
<p>“No ship can land on Jupiter,” he said. “Its
gravity would crush a spaceman flat. Gravity
pull is much stronger on the larger planets,
you know. Jupiter’s atmosphere is many thousands
of miles deep. Raging storms are going
on beneath it all the time.”</p>
<p>“Ooo!” Sue gasped. “I guess we’re close
enough to it then!”</p>
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<p>Other wonders of the sky were the round
beacons of Jupiter’s other moons, three of
which were about the same size as Callisto.
They hung like bright searchlights in the
starry heavens.</p>
<p>The men at the mining place greeted the
Shannons warmly. They had not seen anyone
from Earth for so long that they had grown
very lonely.</p>
<p>The chief mining engineer said he would
be glad to take the visitors on an underground
tour. His name was Dr. Harding. He was
plump and short and wore black-rimmed
glasses inside his space helmet.</p>
<p>He led them into an elevator and it sank
into the darkness. Steve remembered about
the poisonous gases that crept about underground
and it made him shiver to think about
it.</p>
<p>Dr. Harding watched Bud hopping around
uncomfortably inside his small space cage.
“Do you remember, Mr. Shannon,” he asked
over his suit radio, “when they used to use
canary birds in mines to warn about leaking
gas? The birds would notice it first and give
the miners time to get out.”</p>
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<p>“I’ve read about that, Dr. Harding,” said
Mr. Shannon.</p>
<p>“Now we have automatic warning machines
in the tunnels to do that,” the chief engineer
told Sue and Steve.</p>
<p>Deeper and deeper below the soil of Callisto
the elevator sank. At last the cage reached the
bottom, and the riders found themselves in
a large cavern. There were machines and men
all about, working busily. Tracks led off into
tunnels and ore cars were running on them.
Some were going empty into the tunnels while
others were coming out full of rock and gravel.</p>
<p>“The magna is separated from the rock in
that big machine over there,” Dr. Harding explained.
“Want to ride an ore car into one of
the tunnels?”</p>
<p>“Sure!” Steve spoke up.</p>
<p>“The mine is air-conditioned,” the chief
engineer said, “so we can take off our helmets.”</p>
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<p>This done, Steve let Bud out of his cage.
The little bird hopped up on his gloved finger,
saying, “Rocket away!” several times. His
two-word language seemed to do for everything.</p>
<p>One worker controlled all the cars at a main
switch in the middle of the cavern. The Shannons
and their guide climbed into an empty
ore car and it rolled into a tunnel.</p>
<p>Glistening dark rock crowded in on Sue and
Steve from all sides. Steve hoped the walls
were strong enough so they would not come
crashing down on their heads! There were
lights along the way to help brighten the
gloom.</p>
<p>After clicking along like a trolley for awhile,
the car came to the end of the line. It was a
large room with more machines and workmen.
The men were digging magna ore out of the
wall with drills.</p>
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<p>As Dr. Harding explained about the work,
Bud began flitting about as though sight-seeing
on his own. He was shy of the workers at
first, but then made friends with them. He
spoke to them with his favorite two words and
the men laughed in great fun to hear him.</p>
<p>Then a few minutes later, Bud began acting
queerly. He flew back to Steve’s finger and
started wobbling as though dizzy.</p>
<p>“What’s the matter with him?” Steve asked.</p>
<p>“He’s sick or something!” Sue cried out.
She took the budgy from Steve and cuddled
him in her own gloves. But the little blue bird
seemed to be no better.</p>
<p>Dr. Harding walked over to look at the bird.
Then he ordered, “Everybody into the ore
car! We have to get out of here fast! Sue, hold
the bird up close to your suit!”</p>
<p>The workers dropped their tools as if they
were red hot and climbed into the car. Mr.
Shannon helped Sue and Steve on, then
jumped on himself.</p>
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<p>Dr. Harding pressed the electric button that
was the signal to the operator in the main cavern
to move the car. The car began to roll
down the track. It picked up speed as Dr.
Harding kept pressing the button.</p>
<p>“Leaking gas, Dr. Harding?” Mr. Shannon
asked worriedly.</p>
<p>The chief engineer nodded. He sniffed the
air like a hunting dog after a scent. “Take a
deep breath, everyone, then hold it!”</p>
<p>Steve thought his lungs would burst, but
finally Dr. Harding let them take another deep
breath. By the time they had taken one more,
the car had reached the main cavern. As it
rolled to a stop, Dr. Harding jumped down
and ran over to the car operator.</p>
<p>Steve saw a door slide down and close off the
tunnel where they had come out. Then the
little man gave a deep sigh and took off his
black-rimmed glasses to wipe them.</p>
<p>Sue and Steve watched Bud hopefully. He
was standing more steadily on Sue’s finger
now.</p>
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<p>“I think he’ll be all right,” the chief engineer
said. “We sure owe Bud a lot for warning
us the way he did. Something must have
happened to the warning machine. It was
supposed to set off a siren.”</p>
<p>“If it weren’t for Bud we might have been
overcome before we could have gotten out of
there!” Mr. Shannon added.</p>
<p>“You’re so right!” Dr. Harding said. “The
men will go back in there in gas masks to find
the leak and see what’s wrong with the warning
machine.”</p>
<p>“We’re plenty lucky!” Steve sighed, his
spine still prickly from their narrow escape.</p>
<p>Sue kissed the budgy. “You’re a hero, Bud,”
she told him, “and we love you!”</p>
<p>Bud blinked lazily. Then as if to show that
he was all right again, he squawked, “Rocket
away!”</p>
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