William J. McClellan

“ Ruskin placed the receiver carefully back on the cradle. Nothing to fear from Bigelow. He rose and walked slowly toward the fire.
He looked down at the book.
War! War! War! From the beginning of man almost to his own destruction.
Since the Atomic Wars Earth had been comparatively peaceful—because, people thought, Man had become surfeited of war.
Ruskin frowned.
Attitudes, someone had once said, are more important than facts.
He dropped the book into the flames.
Very well, then.
Let Earth be happy.
Daisy walked slowly over to him and barked quietly. ”

“ Artists had painted their own versions drawn from the few meager written descriptions....
"How many pictures, Bigelow?"
"Plenty, but just one would be enough to shake the foundations of our social world!"
He opened his briefcase and pulled out a small book protected by its own cloth cover. He opened to a marked page.
"Just take a look at this!"
Ruskin took the book and stared curiously at a picture showing a dressed up dog sitting in a chair patting a human on the head. The caption read: MAN'S BEST FRIEND GETS REWARD.
Ruskin glanced back at Bigelow. ”