“And not only were they anxious to do all in their power to hasten the
day when the Mahars should be overthrown, but—and this counted for most
of all—they are simply ravenous for greater knowledge and for better
ways of doing things.
“The contents of the prospector set their imaginations to working
overtime, so that they craved to own, themselves, the knowledge which
had made it possible for other men to create and build the things which
you brought back from the outer world.
“And then,” continued the old man, “the element of time, or, rather,
lack of time, operated to my advantage. There being no nights, there
was no laying off from work—they labored incessantly stopping only to
eat and, on rare occasions, to sleep. Once we had discovered iron ore
we had enough mined in an incredibly short time to build a thousand
cannon. I had only to show them once how a thing should be done, and
they would fall to work by thousands to do it.
“Why, no sooner had we fashioned the first muzzle-loader and they had
seen it work successfully, than fully three thousand Mezops fell to
work to make rifles. Of course there was much confusion and lost motion
at first, but eventually Ja got them in hand, detailing squads of them
under competent chiefs to certain work.
“We now have a hundred expert gun-makers. On a little isolated isle we
have a great powder-factory. Near the iron-mine, which is on the
mainland, is a smelter, and on the eastern shore of Anoroc, a well
equipped ship-yard. All these industries are guarded by forts in which
several cannon are mounted and where warriors are always on guard.
“You would be surprised now, David, at the aspect of Anoroc. I am
surprised myself; it seems always to me as I compare it with the day
that I first set foot upon it from the deck of the Sari that only a
miracle could have worked the change that has taken place.”
“It is a miracle,” I said; “it is nothing short of a miracle to
transplant all the wondrous possibilities of the twentieth century back
to the Stone Age. It is a miracle to think that only five hundred miles
of earth separate two epochs that are really ages and ages apart.”
“It is stupendous, Perry! But still more stupendous is the power that
you and I wield in this great world. These people look upon us as
little less than supermen. We must show them that we are all of that.
“We must give them the best that we have, Perry.”
“Yes,” he agreed; “we must. I have been thinking a great deal lately
that some kind of shrapnel shell or explosive bomb would be a most
splendid innovation in their warfare. Then there are breech-loading
rifles and those with magazines that I must hasten to study out and
learn to reproduce as soon as we get settled down again; and—”
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