Crashing Suns

CRASHING SUNS BY EDMOND HAMILTONFrom mighty Canopus, capital of the Federated Stars, to the outer fringes of our great galaxy, the Interstellar Patrol was on the watch. Rogue suns, marauding alien intelligences, man-made comets driven by their makers for the conquest of unsuspecting worlds, diabolical conspiracies hatched in the depths of unmapped nebulae - it was the business of the Patrols mighty spaceships to guard against such cosmic dangers.