Caxton's Book: A Collection of Essays, Poems, Tales, and Sketches.Rhodes, W. H. (William Henry)
Science
Caxton's Book: A Collection of Essays, Poems, Tales, and Sketches.
Rhodes, W. H. (William Henry)
Science fiction
Something aroused him from slumber, and when he opened his eyes the
first object they encountered was the round disk of her orb. By some
oversight the curtain had been removed from the window, and probably for
the first time in his life he beheld the lustrous queen of night
swimming in resplendent radiance, and bathing hill and bay in effulgent
glory. Uttering a cry, equally of terror and delight, he sprang up in
bed and sat there like a statue, with eyes aglare, mouth open, finger
pointed, and astonishment depicted on every feature. His sudden, sharp
scream brought his mother to his side, who tried for some moments in
vain to distract his gaze from the object before him. Failing even to
attract notice, she called in her husband and friend, and together they
besought the boy to lie down and go to sleep, but to no avail. Believing
him to be ill and in convulsions, they soon seized him, and were on the
point of immersing him in a hot bath, when, with a sudden spring, he
escaped from their grasp and ran out the front door. Again he fixed his
unwinking eyes upon the moon, and remained speechless for several
seconds. At length, having seemingly satisfied his present curiosity, he
turned on his mother, who stood wringing her hands in the doorway and
moaning piteously, and exclaimed, "I can see the moon yonder, and it is
so beautiful that I am going there to-morrow morning, as soon as I get
up."
"How big does it look?" said his mother.
"So big," he replied, "that I cannot see it all at one glance--as big as
all out of doors."
"How far off from you does it seem to be?"
"About half a car's distance," he quickly rejoined.
It may be here remarked that the boy's idea of distance had been
measured all his life by the distance from his home to the street-car
station at the foot of the hill. This was about two hundred yards, so
that the reply indicated that the moon appeared to be only one hundred
yards from the spectator. The boy then proceeded of his own accord to
give a very minute description of the appearance of objects which he
beheld, corresponding, of course, to his poverty of words with which to
clothe his ideas.
His account of things beheld by him was so curious, wonderful and
apparently accurate, that the little group about him passed rapidly from
a conviction of his insanity to a belief no less absurd--that he had
become, in the cant lingo of the day, a seeing, or "clairvoyant" medium.
Such was the final conclusion to which his parents had arrived at the
time of the visit of the scientific committee. He had been classed with
that credulous school known to this century as spiritualists, and had
been visited solely by persons of that ilk heretofore.
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