And here in America rival newspapermen attack each other on sight?

Perhaps Clankers and Darwinists would always be at war, if only in their hearts.

I'm Tally Youngblood. Make me pretty." -Tally Youngblood

At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.

What did a happy ending even mean in real life, anyway? In stories you simply said, 'They lived happily ever after,' and that was it. But in real life people had to keep on living, day after day, year after year.

Luckily for writers - and unluckily for history - every scientific idea creates human conflict.

Didn't this beat everything? A pretty and an ugly taking a stroll together. The warden came closer, confusion all over his middle-pretty face. Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "Make me pretty.