Mercia, the astronomer royal: A romanceMears, A. Garland
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Mercia, the astronomer royal: A romance
Mears, A. Garland
Science fiction; Utopian fiction
The Chamber of Deputies for this unparalleled occasion was
newly-decorated with the greatest lavishness. Exquisitely upholstered
chairs, resembling thrones in their sumptuousness were provided for the
occasion. The walls of the chief chamber in which the Court was to be
held were beautifully decorated and made to appear like fine ivory, set
in square slabs edged with gold: on each of the squares paintings of
exquisite workmanship relieved the coldness of the pure cream-coloured
ivory ground, while silken draperies skilfully embroidered with gold, in
richest designs hung in graceful folds from windows and doorways. On the
wall immediately behind the President’s chair were suspended valuable
paintings, the frames of which were composed of solid gold, whose
corners were set with gems of great value.
Although much was done to please the eye in this temple of luxury,
nevertheless, there was naught provided to tempt the palate.
The imagination of the ministers might revel in richest surroundings,
but only the plainest fare was provided in the anterooms for their
entertainment.
With these regulations, we may be sure, that the matter under
consideration was not drawn out unduly, for who would remain in a place
where the pleasures of the table were so scantily considered? No time
being lost in gastronomical or bibulous gratifications the delegates
were enabled to bestow assiduous attention upon their duties, and
listened carefully to the charges brought by the Easterners against
their governors.
They denounced emphatically the system of vice-government which was rife
with abuses, and explained that from the very commencement they regarded
this foreign intrusion as a degradation to their nation. They pointed
out that they were an ancient people, possessing all the prestige of
ages of civilisation, who could not forget the glories of bygone
centuries; for thousands of years they had been governed by their own
rulers, in true Eastern magnificence; at a period so remote that their
present rulers were then mere barbarians, unknown to the civilised
world. With such a past as theirs; their country possessing such classic
associations, standing proofs of which they had everywhere: in the
perfect architecture; in their ancient literature, all of which reminded
them of their former prestige and splendour. The time had arrived that
they could no longer ignore the duty that lay before them, namely, to
demand the restoration of their natural rights which had been filched
away from them by fraud and deceit without their consent or desire.
‘Yes!’ continued the speaker, ‘every inch of our territory has been
surveyed and measured by the foreign intruder, and the products of our
labour taxed heavily to uphold in luxury the children of the invader.’
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