Title: Task of Tau
Author: Haggard, J. Harvey (John Harvey)
Language: English
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                              TASK OF TAU

                         By J. Harvey Haggard

               Tau was metal. Tau was chemical. Tau was
           electrical. Yet Tau could face death like a man.

           [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
                      Planet Stories Summer 1948.
         Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
         the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]


A gleaming binary swung in the blue sky, sending a moist warmth
across the swaying fern-growths of the _Fourteenth Planet_. Feathered
creatures of bright colors flashed through the underbrush and made
noises there. A figure came stalking down through the shaded clearings,
and small scaly bodies scurried out of sight, leaving ungainly tracks
scrawled in the swamp mud.

Tau, the metal man, a mechanical half-sentient messenger from the
far distant past, strode impassively along, not heeding the smaller
creatures of the jungle. He had sighted the tiny habitable world from
the distant depths of an outer galaxy, and had moored his space-ship in
a clearing that was not distant.

He halted his berylite six-foot body in a leafy glade and let the wind
play about his cold outer surface. The lens-cased inscrutable orbs in
his head peered about, taking in the scene with photographic detail.

"Life! This is life!" he thought to himself. "This is the life the
Master said I would find some day."

Though his memories were of a distant past, of a remote planet, and
of the Master whose atoms might lie even now in the etheric dust, Tau
remembered with perfect clarity. He could recall the aged countenance
of the Master, the broad forehead, the jutting chin, and the determined
undertone of his deep voice.

"Men may die," the Master had said, "but their deeds live after them."
And Kendall Smith's face had lighted inwardly as though from some deep
inspiration. Tau had said nothing in reply, but in the neurochemical
mechanisms of his brain the words had been imprinted forever.

"You're just a robot," the master had said, "with responses and
reactions that are the involuntary activations of metal and
chemical-change impulse, yet I believe that some day in the aeons which
will pass, you will learn to reason for yourself to some extent, and
perhaps understand your mission. But you will never live, even though
you may carry the germs of life into the far distant future."

And now Tau, standing in the mire of that world of the future he had
talked about, wondered at the mystery which was called Life, and
doubted if he clearly understood what the Master had meant. One thing
he knew certainly, that his metallic body was meant to bridge the
epoch which yawned between the life-lines of the past and those of the
future. Old Kendall Smith, stalking back and forth in his laboratory,
had explained as much, and Tau had never forgotten.

"Our life-line is narrowing, the earth is dying," the Master had
explained. "That one-in-a-million chance of opportune conditions in
which life may exist is vanishing. I doubt if the circumstances can be
duplicated in the entire universe. But someday, by the very laws which
govern chance, they must return again. It is not within the powers
of man to bridge the gap of space and time, but you, Tau, the robot,
swinging in the non-conducting realms of the vacuum of space, will be
next to eternal."

Tau had learned the secrets of extracting radiant energy from the
atom, had become adept in applying the forces to the mechanisms that
propelled the space-ship and supplied motivation for his own metal
body. Many other secrets the Master had taught him in the laboratories,
and he had come to know the uses of the scientific paraphernalia that
was sealed in the inner heart of the space-craft. When the occasion
came for Tau to use the equipment, Kendall Smith had said, he would
understand the true nature constituting life.

       *       *       *       *       *

The binary descended, and night fell. Glittering shards of the stars
pierced the black firmament. Night creatures let out occasional shrieks
and snarls. Once a six-legged catlike creature, half as tall as the
metal man, was attracted by Tau's movements, and sprang upon him. Tau's
responses were mechanical, and he knew no such thing as fear. He simply
ripped the creature apart with the tremendous strength that surged in
his metal arms.

[Illustration: _Tau tore him to pieces._]

Later that night he returned to the space-ship. As he approached the
gleaming ovoid a circular door opened. Crossing its threshold, he
passed into the interior, distorted by intricate mechanisms, and the
aperture closed behind him.

Slowly Tau walked to the center of the room, his body reflected in
gleaming surfaces of berylite stanchions and sheathings. In the center
of the whorled contrivances a row of ingenious troughs lay exposed.
Each of these troughs was centered by a molding that had the perfect
outline of a man, empty in the crystalline interior.

All that night iridescent gleamings crawled along the monstrous
glassite tubes, illuminating the busy robot with an eerie splendor.
Miniature lightning shot and sparkled from insulated spheres high in
the nose of the craft. Pulsating, sluggish liquids gave off radiant
colors and seeped through tortuous channels along the tubes of
glassite. The central troughs became opaque, and formed a webwork
now into which the throbbing aqueous masses were assembling. A chill
current of the outer atmosphere was forced by rotating blades along a
channel that whirled in a maelstrom around the central apparatus.

Tau worked swiftly, but days fled by as he watched the quiescent gauges
and indicators, lengthened into months. Blinding storms raged unheeded
on the exterior of the ovoid craft. Winter came and fled.

At last David and his tribe came to life, all molded from a magnificent
scale. During those long months of creation, Tau had imprinted
knowledge and learning upon the brains of the dormant bodies. Each
awoke with a full knowledge of what had transpired on the dying planet
of earth, and each knew that a strange new-born world awaited them. The
largest and most magnificent man was named David. The Master had been
careful in instructing Tau about that. Kendall Smith had never had a
son. And this synthetic offspring in a distant life-line of the cosmos
would be almost like a son for him.

All of Tau's knowledges were conveyed to David and his followers, and
he led them into the unknown dangers of the pristine jungled planet,
guarding them from the ferocious animals while they learned the edible
fruits from the poisonous ones. Gradually David's men came to recognize
the dangers and constructed weapons for their own defense.

Another winter descended upon the new world. Food had been stored in
the big compartment of the space vessel. Furs of slain animals had been
cured to provide clothing and warmth.

Spring thaws came and Tau led them again into the jungle, but now David
was big and strong and wary, quite able to defend himself against the
dangers of the forest, and Tau's presence was hardly needed, though he
always hovered near.

Five men and five women had been given life by Tau's instruments, and
it was inevitable that a gradual pairing off would take place. Myri, a
model of womanly perfection, had grown to adore the handsome leader of
the tribe, and Tau was one of the first to notice signs of fecundity.

A terrific storm lashed the planet. Giant trees groaned and split
across the trunks. The raging downpour built up into outer floods that
raged down the lowlands in mighty rivers, sweeping everything in its
path to destruction. Of all this Tau was oblivious. The fury of the
tempest was deadened by the berylite walls of the space-ship, and not
as loud as the shrill cry of the new-born babe.

Thunder boomed outside. Lightning forked across the rent heavens,
sending flickering flashes of illumination through the beating sheets
of rain that poured across the glassite sheathing above the neglected
control mechanisms. David the second was born, and for a brief time was
cuddled against the breast of the metal man, whose terribly strong arms
of metal held him as lightly and delicately as could a bed of thistle
down. The imperturbable orbs of immobile transparency gazed downward,
and suddenly Tau staggered.

       *       *       *       *       *

David took the child with a startled cry and stood eyeing the tottering
robot. Tau's consciousness was centered upon his dragging limbs and
for a moment his mentality flickered as though it were gone, then
returned. He saw that his metallic body was dark and stained with an
odd encrustation, and he turned and made his way to the cubicle in
which he had sat while an aeon of time slipped away in the depths of
interplanetary space, and the life-line of one aeon had merged with
another.

There was one hooded mechanism at which he always sat, and when he was
just so, the mind of the Master would speak from down the ages, and the
image of Kendall Smith arose, as it had always done, in his mind. He
thought he visualized the Master now, out of the dim consciousness of
the past. Tall and arresting with the vigorous personality of a dynamic
intelligence, the keen grey eyes peered at him again, as they had done
in the distant past.

"You, Tau, are just a man of metal," the Master was saying "and yet
I've a feeling that part of myself is implanted within you just as part
of my mind is implanted into the mechanisms of your consciousness. As
a thing of metal, floating in a non-conducting void, you are something
that is almost eternal. Yet if you succeed in finding a habitable
world, such as the earth has been in the past, the atmosphere of that
planet will suffuse about you, and in the triumph of my wishes will lie
your downfall. Oxides of the surrounding air will cause your gradual
deterioration, and the only one who could help you will be nothing
more than motes of cosmic dust in the unpredictable corners of the
surrounding universe."

Unseen by David or any of the others, Tau slipped to the door and down
a corridorway. Through an aperture he could glimpse the inner room
where Myri lay, nursing the infant at her breast. For just an instant
he paused, for the Master had never seemed closer than in that single
moment.

Turning finally, the metal man walked impassionately through the
doorway and vanished into the driving blasts of the lashing storm.



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