Mars (Planet) -- Fiction; Martians -- Fiction; Science fiction; Space travelers -- Fiction
These clouds, however, seemed upon the whole to be much less dense than
those to which we were accustomed at home. They had, too, a peculiar
iridescent beauty as if there was something in their composition or their
texture which split up the chromatic elements of the sunlight and thus
produced internal rainbow effects that caused some of the heavier cloud
masses to resemble immense collections of opals, alive with the play of
ever-changing colors and magically suspended above the planet.
As we continued to study the phenomena that was gradually unfolded
beneath us we thought that we could detect in many places evidences of
the existence of strong fortifications. The planet of war appeared to be
prepared for the attacks of enemies. Since, as our own experience had
shown, it sometimes waged war with distant planets, it was but natural
that it should be found prepared to resist foes who might be disposed
to revenge themselves for injuries suffered at its hands.
As had been expected, our prisoner now proved to be of very great
assistance to us. Apparently he took a certain pride in exhibiting to
strangers from a distant world the beauties and wonders of his own planet.
The Martian Is Understood.
We could not understand by any means all that he said, but we could
readily comprehend, from his gestures, and from the manner in which his
features lighted up at the recognition of familiar scenes and objects,
what his sentiments in regard to them were, and, in a general way,
what part they played in the life of the planet.
He confirmed our opinion that certain of the works which we saw beneath
us were fortifications, intended for the protection of the planet against
invaders from outer space. A cunning and almost diabolical look came
into his eyes as he pointed to one of these strongholds.
Cause for Anxiety.
His confidence and his mocking looks were not reassuring to us. He
knew what his planet was capable of, and we did not. He had seen, on
the asteroid, the extent of our power, and while its display served to
intimidate him there, yet now that he and we together were facing the
world of his birth, his fear had evidently fallen from him, and he had
the manner of one who feels that the shield of an all-powerful protector
had been extended over him.
But it could not be long now before we should ascertain, by the
irrevocable test of actual experience, whether the Martians possessed
the power to annihilate us or not.
How shall I describe our feelings as we gazed at the scene spread beneath
us? They were not quite the same as those of the discoverer of new
lands upon the earth. This was a whole new world that we had discovered,
and it was filled, as we could see, with inhabitants.
But that was not all. We had not come with peaceful intentions.
We were to make war on this new world.
Deducting our losses we had not more than 940 men left. With these we
were to undertake the conquest of a world containing we could not say
how many millions!
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