The Gods of Mars

FOREWORD

Twelve years had passed since I had laid the body of my great-uncle, CaptainJohn Carter, of Virginia, away from the sight of men in that strange mausoleumin the old cemetery at Richmond.

Often had I pondered on the odd instructions he had left me governing theconstruction of his mighty tomb, and especially those parts which directed thathe be laid in an open casket and that the ponderous mechanism whichcontrolled the bolts of the vault’s huge door be accessible only fromthe inside.

Twelve years had passed since I had read the remarkable manuscript of thisremarkable man; this man who remembered no childhood and who could not evenoffer a vague guess as to his age; who was always young and yet who had dandledmy grandfather’s great-grandfather upon his knee; this man who had spentten years upon the planet Mars; who had fought for the green men of Barsoom andfought against them; who had fought for and against the red men and who had wonthe ever beautiful Dejah Thoris, Princess of Helium, for his wife, and fornearly ten years had been a prince of the house of Tardos Mors, Jeddak ofHelium.

Twelve years had passed since his body had been found upon the bluff before hiscottage overlooking the Hudson, and oft-times during these long years I hadwondered if John Carter were really dead, or if he again roamed the dead seabottoms of t

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