Final Weapon

by Everett B. Cole

Simply sat in his cell and stared at the walls. Wewere almost ready to give up when one of the operators finally gotthrough to him. Know what his first visualization was?"

  The visitor shook his head and laughed. "I could try a guess, Isuppose," he said, "but my chances would be something less than one in athousand million."

  Moran grinned. "You're so right. There was a whole bunch of kidsstanding around. Looked like dozens of 'em. And they were all chantingat the top of their voices. You know that old jingle? 'Howie's got agir-rul?' Chanted it over and over." The grin widened. "Operator saidhis face stung for ten minutes. That girl must have packed one sweetwallop!"

  THE END

  Transcriber's Note:

  This etext was produced from _Astounding Science Fiction_ June 1955. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.