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However, three absolutely came out around eight o’clock and, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, progressing gradually and mindfully, cleared their path through Byfleet and Pyrford towards Ripley and Weybridge, thus came in sight of the hopeful batteries against the setting sun. These Martians didn’t progress in a body, yet in a line, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, each maybe a mile and a half from his closest individual. They spoke with each other by methods for sirenlike wails, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, running here and there the scale starting with one note then onto the next. It was this wailing and discharging of the firearms at Ripley and St. George’s Hill that we had heard at Upper Halliford. The Ripley heavy weapons specialists, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, unseasoned cannons volunteers who should never to have been set in such a position, discharged one wild, untimely, insufficient volley, and dashed on pony and foot through the abandoned town, while the Martian, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, without utilizing his Heat-Ray, strolled peacefully over their firearms, ventured gin-gerly among them, went before them, thus came surprisingly upon the firearms in Painshill Park, which he obliterated. Grateful Dead we will get by we will survive face mask. The St. George’s Hill men, be that as it may, were better driven or of a superior backbone. Covered up by a pine wood as they were, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, they appear to have been very unsuspected by the Martian closest to them. They laid their firearms as purposely as though they had been on march, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, and terminated at around a thousand yards’ range. The shells flashed surrounding him, and he apparently advanced a couple of paces, falter, and go down. Everyone shouted together, and the firearms were reloaded in mad scramble. The ousted Martian set up a drawn out ululation, and imme-diately a second sparkling goliath, grateful Dead we will get by we will survive, noting him, showed up over the trees toward the south. No doubt a leg of the tripod had been crushed by one of the shells. The entire of the subsequent volley flew wide of the Martian on the ground, and, all the while, the two his partners applied their Heat-Rays as a powerful influence for the battery.

The ammo exploded, grateful Dead we will get by, the pine trees about the weapons flashed into discharge, and just a couple of the men who were at that point running over the peak of the slope got away. After this no doubt the three consulted gether and stopped, grateful Dead we will get by, and the scouts who were watching them report that they remained completely fixed for the following half hour. The Martian who had been ousted slithered repetitively out of his hood, grateful Dead we will get by, a little earthy colored figure, strangely sugges-tive from that separation of a spot of scourge, and evidently occupied with the fix of his help. Around nine he had completed, for his cowl was then observed over the trees once more. It was a couple of moments past nine that night when these three sentinels were joined by four different Martians, each conveying a thick dark cylinder. A comparative cylinder was given to every one of the three, grateful Dead we will get by, and the seven continued to disseminate themselves at equivalent separations along a bended line between St. George’s Hill, Weybridge, and the town of Send, southwest of Ripley. Twelve rockets sprang out of the slopes before them so soon as they moved, grateful Dead we will get by, and cautioned the holding up batteries about Ditton and Esher. Simultaneously four of their battling machines, comparably furnished with tubes, crossed the waterway, and two of them, grateful Dead we will get by, dark against the western sky, became visible of myself and the minister as we rushed tediously and horrendously along the street that runs northward out of Halliford. They moved, as it appeared to us, upon a cloud, for a smooth fog secured the fields and rose to 33% of their stature.