Five Thousand Miles Underground; Or, the Mystery of the Centre of the EarthRockwood, Roy
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Five Thousand Miles Underground; Or, the Mystery of the Centre of the Earth
Rockwood, Roy
Science fiction
I WASHINGTON BACKS OUT
II THE FLYING MERMAID
III WASHINGTON DECIDES
IV WHAT DID MARK SEE?
V ATTACKED BY A WHALE
VI THE CYCLONE
VII A QUEER SAIL
VIII THE FLYING MERMAID DISABLED
IX THE MUTINY
X FOOLING THEIR ENEMIES
XI MYSTERIOUS HAPPENINGS
XII THE BIG HOLE
XIII DOWN INTO THE EARTH
XIV MANY MILES BELOW
XV IN THE STRANGE DRAUGHT
XVI THE NEW LAND
XVII A STRANGE COUNTRY
XVIII CAUGHT BY A STRANGE PLANT
XIX THE BIG PEACH
XX OVERHAULING THE SHIP
XXI THE FISH THAT WALKED
XXII THE SNAKE-TREE
XXIII THE DESERTED VILLAGE
XXIV THE GIANTS
XXV HELD BY THE ENEMY
XXVII A FRIEND INDEED
XXVII A GREAT JOURNEY
XXVIII THE TEMPLE OF TREASURE
XXIX BACK HOME—CONCLUSION
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FIVE THOUSAND MILES UNDERGROUND
CHAPTER I
WASHINGTON BACKS OUT
“Washington! I say Washington!”
Throughout a big shed, filled for the most part with huge pieces of
machinery, echoed the voice of Professor Amos Henderson. He did not look
up from a small engine over which he was bending.
“Washington! Where are you? Why don’t you answer me?”
From somewhere underneath an immense pile of iron, steel and aluminum
came the voice of a colored man.
“Yas sir, Perfesser, I’se goin’ t’ saggasiate my bodily presence in yo’
contiguous proximity an’ attend t’ yo’ immediate conglomerated
prescriptions at th’ predistined period. Yas, sir!”
“Well, Washington, if you had started when you began that long speech
you would have been at least half way here by this time. Hurry up! Never
mind tightning those bolts now. Find the boys. I need them to help me
with this engine. They must be around somewhere.”
“I seen ’em goin’ fishin’ down by th’ brook a little while ago,”
answered the negro, crawling out from under what seemed to be a combined
airship and watercraft. “Jack says as how yo’ gived him permission t’
occupy his indisputatious period of levity in endeavorin’ t’ extract
from th’ liquid element some specimens of swimmin’ creatures.”
“If you mean I said he and Mark could go fishing in the brook, you’re
right, Washington,” replied the professor with a smile. “But you waste a
lot of time and breath trying to say it. Why don’t you give up using big
words?”
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