by Malcolm Jameson. Originally Published in Astounding, December 1941. Sometimes the simplest and most reasonable request brings astonishing results! The fiasco at the big No. I Plant atop Pikes Peak began like this. "Hoskins," said the man known the world over as The Sorcerer, turning from the empty water cooler, "will you pick up the phone please and call the storeroom down at the ten-thousand-foot level and ask them to send up a bottle of mineral water? This one is dry." "Yes, Sir," said Hoskins, obediently, and began flicking the number. He clicked impatiently several times, then Continue reading