Symzonia: Voyage of DiscoverySeaborn, Adam, Captain
Science
Symzonia: Voyage of Discovery
Seaborn, Adam, Captain
Science fiction; Voyages, Imaginary
I was accordingly called from my cabin to hear this wise determination
of my people. After hearing what they had to say, I asked them
very coolly, how they intended to proceed when they had thrown me
overboard? There was no one of them who could determine the ship's
place, who had a sufficient knowledge of astronomy and natural
philosophy, to account for the extraordinary phenomena that constantly
occurred, or who had skill enough to ascertain any one point of
the compass. How then were they to find their way home without my
aid? Perceiving that this made a deep impression on their minds,
I proceeded to dispel their fears, by assuring them that I felt no
more disposition to perish in a sea of utter darkness than they did,
but that so far from my having any apprehension of such an event,
it appeared to me that we should find the winter in that region much
more pleasant than at Seaborn's Land, if we could but discover land
and a harbour, where we could moor in safety; that I had never been
in a climate so perfectly agreeable to my feelings; that the air was
so soft, so elastic, and temperate, it was a luxury to sit still and
inhale the sweet breath of heaven; that so far from being in haste to
get out of so salubrious a climate, I should be glad to pass my days
in it; and, at all events, the sun would be no further north after the
expiration of a month, than at the time of our departure from Boneto's
station. Finally, I told them that, should I not make any discovery
by the 1st of January, I would then return to Seaborn's Land, where,
in the quarters erected for Mr. Boneto's party, we could all winter
very comfortably; but, on the other hand, should they persist in
their mutinous course, I would break my instruments, throw my books
overboard, and leave them to help themselves as they could.
They all knew my determined and inflexible disposition, and that
their best way was not to provoke it. The men went forward without
reply. Albicore was the only one who opened his lips, and that was
only to express his astonishment that he could have permitted himself
to be led away from his duty for a moment, by any circumstance. It
was all owing, he said, to that evil spirit, Slim, whose suggestion
of total and perpetual darkness had frightened him.
We ran on for five days more, when "a sail ho!" rang through the
ship. The stranger vessel was standing obliquely athwart our course,
and we were soon near enough to see her distinctly from the deck. She
had five masts, with narrow sails attached to each. When we were
within three miles of the stranger, she tacked and stood from us to
the southward, wind S. W. Feeling confident that the speed of my vessel
was superior to that of any thing on the face of the globe, inside or
out, I gave chase, in expectation of bringing her to, in a short time.
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