[Illustration: “‘_I climbed a tree_’”]
“I don’t know how I did it,” said Chee-Chee when we asked him, “I just
shut my eyes most of the time—terribly afraid. I passed trees, plants,
creepers, roots. I smelt—Goodness! I too was hungry, remember. I smelt
hard as I could. And soon of course I spotted food, fruits. I climbed a
tree—half the time with my eyes shut. Then I see some monster, golly!
What a jungle—different from any monkey ever seen before—Woolly,
woolly!—Ooh, ooh! All the same, nuts smell good. Catch a few. Chase
down the tree. Run some more. Smell again. Good!—Up another tree.
Different fruit, good just the same. Catch a few. Down again. Run home.
On the way smell good root. Same as ginger—only better. Dig a little.
Keep eyes shut—don’t want to see monster. Catch a piece of root. Run
all the way home. Here I am. Finish!”
Well, dear old Chee-Chee’s story was descriptive of his own heroic
adventures but it did not give us much idea of the moon forest which we
were to explore. Nevertheless, rested and fit, we now felt much more
inclined to look into things ourselves.
Leaving what luggage we had brought with us from our original landing
point, we proceeded towards the line of trees at the summit of the
bluff, about four miles ahead of us. We now felt that we could find our
way back without much difficulty to the two last camps we had
established.
The going was about the same, loose sand—only that as we approached the
bluff we found the sand firmer to the tread.
On the way up the last lap towards the vegetation line we were out of
view of the top itself. Often the going was steep. All the way I had the
feeling that we were about to make new and great discoveries—that for
the first time we were to learn something important about the true
nature of the mysterious Moon.
THE FIFTH CHAPTER
On the Plateau
Indeed our first close acquaintance with the forests of the Moon was
made in quite a dramatic manner. If it had been on a stage it could not
have been arranged better for effect. Suddenly as our heads topped the
bluff we saw a wall of jungle some mile or so ahead of us. It would take
a very long time to describe those trees in detail. It wasn’t that there
were so many kinds but each one was so utterly different from any tree
we had seen on the Earth. And yet, curiously enough, they did remind you
of vegetable forms you had seen, but not of trees.
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