As soon as I had taken some repose, and the day had dawned upon Europe,
my first care was to provide for my necessities. First, stop-shoes; for
I had discovered that, however inconvenient it might be, there was no way
of shortening my pace in order to move conveniently in my immediate
neighbourhood, except by drawing off my boots. A pair of slippers,
however, produced the wished-for effect, and henceforward I always took
care to be provided with a couple of pair, as I often threw one pair away
if I had not time to lay hold of them, when the approach of lions, men,
or hyaenas interrupted my botanizing. My excellent watch was an
admirable chronometer to me for the short period of my peregrinations;
but I required a sextant, some philosophical instruments, and books.
In order to obtain all these things, I made some tedious journeys to
London, and Paris, which were both overshadowed by friendly fogs. As I
had exhausted the remainder of my magic gold, I brought with me for the
purposes of payment, some African elephants' teeth which I easily
obtained, though I was obliged to choose the smallest among them, that
they might not be too much for my strength. I was soon supplied and
stocked with everything I required, and began my new mode of life as a
retired philosopher.
I journeyed over the east, now measuring its mountains--now the
temperature of its streams and of its air; now observing its animals--now
examining its plants. I hastened from the equator to the pole--from one
world to another--comparing experience with experience. The eggs of the
African ostrich, or the northern sea-fowl, and fruits, especially
tropical palms and bananas, were my usual refreshments. Instead of my
departed fortune I enjoyed my _Nicotiana_--it served instead of the good
opinion of mankind. And then as to my affections: I had a love of a
little dog, that watched my Theban cave, and when I returned to it laden
with new treasures, it sprang forwards to meet me, making me feel the
spirit of humanity within me, and that I was not quite alone on the
earth. But, notwithstanding this, calamity was yet to drive me back to
the haunts of men!
CHAPTER XI.
Once, being on the northern coast, having drawn on my boots while I was
gathering together my straggling plants and seaweeds, a white bear
approached unawares the verge of the rock on which I stood. I wished to
throw off my slippers and move off to an adjacent island, which I
expected to reach over a rock whose head towered above the waves. With
one foot I reached the rock; I stretched out the other and fell into the
sea: I had not observed that my foot was only half-released from the
slipper.
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