Mars (Planet) -- Fiction; Martians -- Fiction; Science fiction
Yet were they vacant? As my eyes cleared and day brightened still
more, and I turned my head this way and that, it presently dawned upon
me all the meadow coppices and terraces northwards of where I lay, all
that blue and spacious ground I had thought to be bare and vacant, were
alive with a teeming city of booths and tents; now I came to look more
closely there was a whole town upon the slope, built as might be in a
night of boughs and branches still unwithered, the streets and ways of
that city in the shadows thronged with expectant people moving in
groups and shifting to and fro in lively streams--chatting at the
stalls and clustering round the tent doors in soft, gauzy,
parti-coloured crowds in a way both fascinating and perplexing.
I stared about me like a child at its first pantomime, dimly
understanding all I saw was novel, but more allured to the colour and
life of the picture than concerned with its exact meaning; and while I
stared and turned my finger was bandaged, and my new friend had been
lisping away to me without getting anything in turn but a shake of the
head. This made him thoughtful, and thereon followed a curious incident
which I cannot explain. I doubt even whether you will believe it; but
what am I to do in that case? You have already accepted the episode of
my coming, or you would have shut the covers before arriving at this
page of my modest narrative, and this emboldens me. I may strengthen
my claim on your credulity by pointing out the extraordinary marvels
which science is teaching you even on our own little world. To quote a
single instance: If any one had declared ten years ago that it would
shortly be practicable and easy for two persons to converse from shore
to shore across the Atlantic without any intervening medium, he would
have been laughed at as a possibly amusing but certainly extravagant
romancer. Yet that picturesque lie of yesterday is amongst the
accomplished facts of today! Therefore I am encouraged to ask your
indulgence, in the name of your previous errors, for the following and
any other instances in which I may appear to trifle with strict
veracity. There is no such thing as the impossible in our universe!
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