Symzonia: Voyage of DiscoverySeaborn, Adam, Captain
Science
Symzonia: Voyage of Discovery
Seaborn, Adam, Captain
Science fiction; Voyages, Imaginary
of my being of the outcast tribe, were allayed by the testimony of
reverence to the Supreme Being which I had given, by falling on my
knees, and imploring the aid of heaven in my embarrassed situation;
whereby they knew that I could not be unworthy of their regard.
I felt not a little humbled by this account of the origin of the
northern internal people, and cautiously avoided any observation
that might discover, to my intelligent conductor, the suspicion which
darted through my mind, that we the externals were indeed descendants
of this exiled race; some of whom, penetrating the "icy hoop" near
the continent of Asia or America, might have peopled the external
world. The gross sensuality, intemperate passions, and beastly habits
of the externals, all testified against us.
I inquired of Surui where this place of exile was situated. He said
it was at the extreme northern part of the earth, as near the fountain
of light and heat as mortals could go, without danger of perishing by
fire: that they could only visit it in the temperate season, because
during the rest of the year, the sun was seen directly over head, when
the heat was so great as to render existence extremely painful. By this
account I knew that the place of exile must be situated somewhere on
the verge of the rim of the north polar opening, as there and there
only, could the sun be seen directly over head, without going to the
external tropic.
CHAPTER IX.
The Author arrives at the seat of government.--Description of the
Auditory.--Symzonian manner of assembling for devotion and public
business.--Etiquette of the Symzonian Court.--He is admitted to
an audience by the Best Man.--Account of the interview, and of
his unfortunate efforts to exalt the character of the externals,
by describing some of their splendid follies.
We were three days in passing from the ship to the place of
assembly. Surui uniformly ordered a halt, when the light was so faint
as not to permit me to have a distinct view of the country. Wherever
we stopped, we were visited by great numbers of people, many of whom,
to my extreme mortification, looked upon me with evident pity, if not
with disgust. Yet they were very kind, and brought a profusion of the
choicest fruits, vegetables, milk, and honey, and great quantities
of beautiful flowers.--The face of the country became more and more
beautiful as we approached the place of assemblage, which is in
the most perfect part of this delightful region. The most elegant
specimens of ornamental gardening on the external world, give but a
faint idea of the appearance of this whole district.
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