Moon -- Fiction; Science fiction, French -- Translations into English; Space flight to the moon -- Fiction
"Unless you have already lived after this manner, you would never
think, that the Nose without Teeth and Gullet can perform the office of
the Mouth in feeding a Man; but I'll make you experience it your self."
He had no sooner said so, but I found so many agreeable and nourishing
Vapours enter the Parlour, one after another, that in less than half a
quarter of an Hour I was fully satisfied. When we were got up; "This
is not a matter," said he, "much to be admired at, seeing you cannot
have lived so long, and not have observed, that all sorts of Cooks, who
eat less than People of another Calling, are nevertheless much Fatter.
Whence proceeds that Plumpness, d'ye think, unless it be from the
Steams that continually environ them, which penetrate into their Bodies
and fatten them? Hence it is, that the People of this World enjoy a
more steady and vigorous Health, by reason that their Food hardly
engenders any Excrements, which are in a manner the original[3] of all
Diseases. You were, perhaps, surprised, that before supper you were
stript, since it is a Custom not practised in your Country; but it is
the fashion of this, and for this end used, that the Animal may be the
more transpirable to the Fumes." "Sir," answered I, "there is a great
deal of probability in what you say, and I have found somewhat of it my
self by experience; but I must frankly tell you, That not being able
to Unbrute my self so soon, I should be glad to feel something that
my Teeth might fix upon:" He promised I should, but not before next
Day; "because," said he, "to Eat so soon after your meal would breed
Crudities."
[Sidenote: The Manner of Lighting]
After we had discoursed a little longer, we went up to a Chamber to
take our rest; a Man met us on the top of the Stairs, who having
attentively Eyed us, led me into a Closet where the floor was strowed
with Orang-Flowers Three Foot thick, and my Spirit into another filled
with Gilly-Flowers and Jessamines: Perceiving me amazed at that
Magnificence, he told me they were the Beds of the Country. In fine,
we laid our selves down to rest in our several Cells, and so soon as
I had stretched my self out upon my Flowers, by the light of Thirty
large Glow-worms shut up in a Crystal, (being the only Candles _Charon_
uses,[4]) I perceived the Three or Four Boys who had stript me before
Supper, One tickling my Feet, another my Thighs, the Third my Flanks,
and the Fourth my Arms, and all so delicately and daintily, that in
less than in a Minute I was fast asleep.
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