Journeys to the Planet Mars; or, Our Mission to EntoWeiss, Sara
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Journeys to the Planet Mars; or, Our Mission to Ento
Weiss, Sara
Mars (Planet) -- Miscellanea; Spirit writings
Kûltymo Tylû is favored beyond any city of our planet, for though
it is within the equatorial zone, it is far enough northward to
possess a moderately temperate and most salubrious climate. Then
northward, Lake T[a:]imon and the great Waterway affords an outlet for
shipping, passing not only in that, but in all directions, and Cēhylû
Ooltēm[a:]h, rising in the far north, runs southward, pouring its
immense volumes into the System, thus affording highways for vessels
of the largest size. In the distance, and toward the northeast, is
Lake Komû-tēles[a:] (lake of Springs) another considerable body of
fresh water, and if you will look in that direction you will perceive
that, through a continuation of the Waterway, it communicates with
T[a:]imon, and that on its placid bosom vessels great and small are
passing to and fro. Later, through observation, you will learn that the
Waterways with their attendant feeders, directly or indirectly connect
with nearly all the freshwater lakes and rivers of our Planet, and that
all within certain degrees of latitude are embraced by the system.
Thus, Kûltymo Tylû has at its doors extensive water transportation,
added to which Tûz[a:]mos and air Transports bring it into ready
communication with all portions of the planet, from whence it receives
all manner of products. In turn Kûltymo Tylû exports immense quantities
of manufactured goods and art wares, but its principal distinction
is its great art school and library, to which come students from all
over Ento. I, like yourselves, am enchanted with the beauty of this
white and gold city, which to me suggests a great white bird, its
body resting on the broad plateau, the tip of one snowy wing touching
T[a:]imon, the other spreading toward the lovely valley Ins[a:]lû,
and the neck and head gracefully curving downward over the northern
slope of the plateau, to drink of the shining, vivifying waters of the
beneficent System. Bernard, have you naught to say of this great city?
Bernard--Yes, aside from cities of our Spirit World, I have seen none
to compare with it. As my dear mother has said, the beauty of its
architecture, its exceeding cleanliness and absence of poverty are its
most attractive features, and I quite agree with her. But, Genessano,
you did not complete your simile; you forgot to give your bird a tail.
Genessano--You are very right; I did forget. Well, for my tailless bird
I shall from among yonder gleaming, golden domes and snowy towers,
whose symmetrical beauty is heightened by a southern background
of fleecy clouds and azure sky, gather plumage as fine as that of
alzoyt[a:]s, the sacred bird of Astranol[a:], whose wide-spreading
wings over-shadow death's darkened realm.
Gentola--I beg that you will not take offense at my boy's inconsiderate
speech. During his Earth life always he saw the droll side of things,
and in that direction I do not find him changed.
Bernard--Mother, dear, I meant no offense; so Genessano could take none.
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