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This time, one snared his attention.
-I seem to have found correlations between your psychohistory technique and the mathematical models used in forecasting patterns in the flow of spacio-molecular currents in deep space! This, in turn, corresponds unca
Hari barked a laugh, making Kers Kantun glance over from the kitchen. This certainly was a cute one, all right! He sca
With a sigh, he turned his wheelchair away from the wall monitor, toward his shielded private study. Pulling Daneel’s gift from his robe, he laid it on the desk, in a slot specially made to read the ancient relic. The readout screen rippled with two-dimensional images and archaic letters that the computer translated for him.
A Child’s Book of Knowledge
Brita
New Tokyo, Bayleyworld, 2757 C.E.
The info-store in front of him was highly illegal, but that would hardly stop Hari Seldon, who had once ordered the revival of those ancient simulated beings, Joan of Arc and Voltaire, from another half-melted archive. That act wound up plunging parts of Trantor into chaos when the pair of sims escaped their programmed bonds to run wild through the planet’s data corridors. In fact, the whole episode ended rather well for Hari, though not for the citizens of Junin or Sark. Anyway, he felt little compunction over breaking the Archives Law once again.
Close to twenty thousand years ago.He pondered its publication date, just as awed as the first time he’d activated Daneel’s gift.This may have been written for children of that age, but it holds more of our deep history than all of today’s imperial scholars could pool together.
It had taken Hari half a year to peruse and get a feel for the sweep of early human existence, which began on distant Earth, on a continent called Africa, when a race of clever apes first stood upright and blinked with dull curiosity at the stars.
So many words emerged from that little stone cube. Some were already familiar, having come down to the present in murky form, through oral tales and traditions-
Rome
China
Shake Spear
Hamlet
Buddha
Apollo
The Spacer Worlds
Oddly enough, some fairy tales seemed to have survived virtually unchanged after two hundred centuries. Popular favorites like Pinocchio…and Frankenstein…were apparently far older than anyone imagined.
Other items in the archive Hari had first heard of just a few decades ago, when they were mentioned by the ancient sims, Voltaire and Joan.
France
Christianity
Plato
But far greater was the list of things Hari never had an inkling of, until he first activated this little book. Facts about the human past that had only been known by Daneel Olivaw and other robots. People and places that once rang with vital import for all humanity.
Columbus
America
Einstein
The Empire of Brazil
Susan Calvin
And everything from the limestone caves of Lascaux to the steel catacombs where Earthlings cowered in the twenty-sixth century.
Especially humbling to Hari had been one short essay about an ancient shaman named Karl Marx, whose crude incantations bore no similarity to psychohistory,except the blithe confidence that believers invested in their precious model of human nature. Marxists, too, once thought they had reduced history to basic scientific principles.
Ofcourse, we know better. We Seldonists.
Hari smiled at the irony.
Ostensibly, Daneel Olivaw had presented Hari with this relic for a simple reason-to give him a task. Something to occupy his mind during these final months before his frail body finally gave out. Although the brain had gone too brittle to help Gaal Dornick and the Fifty, he could still handle a simple psychohistorical project-fitting a few mille
Anyway, it gave Hari a way to keep feeling useful.
I thought this would also help answer my deepest questions,he pondered. Alas, the chief result had only been to tease his curiosity.It seems that Earth itself went through several periods as a chaos world. One of those episodes spawned Daneel’s kind. A time when humaniform robots like Dors were invented.
A tremor shook Hari’s left hand, provoking worry that he was about to suffer another attack…until the trembling finally passed.
Daneel had better come soon, or else I’ll never get the explanations that I’ve earned, doing his bidding all these years!
Kers brought him di
By the time this archive was published, the editors ofA Child’s Book of Knowledge could only guess how many worlds had been settled. Reports from the frontier told of wars among human subcultures. And some rumors were even more strange.Space-ghost legends. Tales of mysterious explosions in the night, vast and worrisome, sparkling just beyond the forward wave of human exploration.
A process of dissolution had begun, when humanity’s remote portions would lose contact. A long dark age of hard struggles and petty squabbles would soon commence, when memories would fade as barbarism swallowed countless minor kingdoms-until peace finally returned to the human universe. A peace brought by the dynamic and rising Trantorian Empire.
Peering across that vast gulf, Hari felt struck by something odd.
If this archive was meant for youngsters-it shows that our ancestors weren’t idiots.
Of course Hari had been reading much more challenging tomes by age six. But this “children’s book” would have gone over the heads of nearly all his peers on Helicon.The ancients weren’t dummies. And yet, their civilization dissolved into madness and amnesia.
So far, the psychohistorical equations did not offer any help. Hari probed the archive for explanations. But he had a lurking suspicion thatanswers-real answers-would have to be found elsewhere.