"Even we are not proof against the paralyzing touch of deterioration.
We pay more heed to the world's history than do the nations and
peoples who made that history, during the centuries. History is but
the lighthouse which warns against the reefs and rocks where
countless argosies have been lost. The mariners who sail the ships
of state dash recklessly upon the rocks of destruction, despite the
friendly warnings of the dead and engulfed who have gone before."
Turning to lighter themes, Remo spoke of the various economies of
the Commonwealth, and explained how the obstacles which confront our
civilization are overcome. Garbage and all debris, for instance, are
disposed of by instantaneous reduction to original conditions, and
then a recombination and distribution upon the grounds, farms and
gardens. The sewage question, the standing menace of all dense and
even sparse populations, is solved by the same process of purification
and recombination. This work is constantly performed under the eye of
the municipal authorities, and under fixed rules and service. Thus the
absolute cleanliness which prevailed everywhere was readily explained.
In answer to my query why Intermere had so long escaped discovery from
navigators, he said, interrogatively:
"Would it not be possible, with our superior knowledge and wisdom, to
put their reckoning at fault whenever they came within a fixed sphere
of proximity?"
To my question as to the equability of the seasons, the absence of
storms, and the regularity of the descent of moisture in the form of
gentle rains, he said:
"Do not imagine that our scientific knowledge stops with the mere
discovery of the direct electric current or our mechanical devices."
Nothing further could I elicit from him or any other Intermerean on
these or kindred subjects. The Book of Knowledge had been opened and
apparently closed.
After two days' stay in Remo's capital the Aerocars took up a goodly
entourage, and we moved softly and swiftly to the Greater City.
There Xamas and all his officials awaited us, along with every
Intermerean of both sexes I had met in my journeys, as well as every
Municipal Custodian of the realm, and in addition the Chief Citizens of
the fourteen Provinces I had not visited.
A reception fete was given me in the chief temple of the city, hoary
with age and instinct with wisdom. There were songs and music by the
young and happy, and apropos discourses by the older. I essayed the
role of orator, thanked my entertainers for their many courtesies and
the happy hours they had conferred upon a wanderer in a strange land.
The afternoon and evening were a season of unalloyed happiness.
As I dropped into slumber in the house of Xamas I soliloquized: "This
kindness and these honors seem significant. Perhaps the Intermereans
intend to adopt me into all their knowledge and wisdom. Perhaps"----
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