Symzonia: Voyage of DiscoverySeaborn, Adam, Captain
Science
Symzonia: Voyage of Discovery
Seaborn, Adam, Captain
Science fiction; Voyages, Imaginary
I employed myself in searching for curiosities, collecting geological,
mineralogical, and ornithological specimens, sea fowl and land birds
being very numerous in this country, and in gathering plants to enrich
my hortus siccus, for the benefit of the learned when I should return
home. My researches were rewarded by the discovery of some enormous
bones, possibly of a whale, which being, according to very high
authority, no fish, might at some former period have got on shore in
this high latitude, after the fashion of the other visitants from the
internal world. As they were very large, I called them mammoth bones
of course, had them all carefully taken on board, and packed in boxes,
as an invaluable acquisition to the scientific world.
On the third day a cry of terror called my attention. I saw the men all
running for the boats, and thought it best to follow their example. We
had all got into the boats, and shoved off into deep water, before
I could ascertain the cause of the alarm, when the appearance of an
enormous animal on the ground we had left answered my inquiries. The
huge beast walked to the edge of the water at a moderate pace, and
stopped to survey us new comers with great composure. I ordered Jack
Whiffle, who was an excellent marksman, to give him a shot from a
three-pounder, mounted in the bow of the launch, and at the same time
gave him a volley of musketry. Whether the shot took effect or not,
could not be discovered. He returned to the woods without haste or
fright, and thus deprived me of the pleasure of securing his skin
and skeleton, for the examination of the learned, and the benefit of
Scudder's Museum.
There was nothing to be gained by a longer continuance in this river,
and I felt no disposition to penetrate into forests, frequented by
animals large enough to be called mammoth, a name which appears to
be applicable to all big things. At this place, fifty miles from its
mouth, the river was full a mile in width, and twenty fathoms deep at
low tide. Taking into consideration its unusual magnitude and depth,
and the large animal seen upon its bank, I named it Mammoth River.
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