Symzonia: Voyage of DiscoverySeaborn, Adam, Captain
Science
Symzonia: Voyage of Discovery
Seaborn, Adam, Captain
Science fiction; Voyages, Imaginary
A fatiguing march of 15 miles brought us to the hill, which we found
to be the highest part of a ridge of moderate elevation running
from the coast in a S. S. W. direction into the interior. We were
amply compensated for our trouble in wading through the grass, as
this eminence afforded an extensive view of the country in every
direction. The S. E. side of this ridge broke off very abruptly, in
some places perpendicularly; and at its foot was a large and beautiful
river, full a mile in width, flowing from the S. S. W. Beyond it was
a prairie country, gently waving and rising into sloping hills in
the distant horizon. Far up the river I could descry with my glass
a few trees, towards which I felt a strong inclination to proceed;
but being excessively fatigued, thought best to devote a few hours to
refreshment. After a comfortable meal, and a sound nap of four hours,
I descended the precipice to ascertain whether the river was an arm of
the sea, or a fresh water stream. It proved to be pure potable water,
and the existence of a continent near the south pole, was thus fully
established.
I had not been long on the bank of this river, before I found cause
to doubt the prudence of venturing thus far by land into an unknown
country, in the appearance of fresh tracks of some huge land animal,
which were larger than the bottom of a water bucket. Whether they
were those of a white polar bear as big as an elephant, of a mammoth,
or of some other enormous nondescript animal, I could not guess. I
re-ascended the hill with all practicable expedition, collected my men,
and hastened towards the ship as fast as possible.
We reached the ship after six hours constant marching, all completely
tired out, our horses and mules being too feeble to travel, from long
confinement on ship-board.
The discoveries I had already made were so far from satisfying my
ambition, that my desire to push on and explore the internal world
was more intense than ever. I was now convinced of the correctness of
Capt. Symmes's theory, and of the practicability of sailing into the
globe at the south pole, and of returning home by way of the north
pole, if no land intervened to obstruct the passage. My first thought
was to enter the river I had seen, and ascend to its source, which
must necessarily be in the internal world; for if the poles were open,
there was not room enough for a sufficient body of land to the south of
84 degrees, to maintain so mighty a river. But I abandoned this idea,
on reflecting that by confining myself to this river, I should at best
enter the internal world but a few hundred miles, while by entering on
the open ocean, I should be able to visit every accessible part of it.
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