End of the world -- Fiction; Epidemics -- Fiction; Science fiction; Twenty-first century -- Fiction
He had introduced himself to Adrian, by a request he made to observe
some planetary motions from his glass. His poverty was easily detected
and relieved. He often thanked us for the books we lent him, and for
the use of our instruments, but never spoke of his altered abode or
change of circumstances. His wife assured us, that he had not observed
any difference, except in the absence of the children from his study,
and to her infinite surprise he complained of this unaccustomed quiet.
He came now to announce to us the completion of his Essay on the
Pericyclical Motions of the Earth’s Axis, and the precession of the
equinoctial points. If an old Roman of the period of the Republic had
returned to life, and talked of the impending election of some
laurel-crowned consul, or of the last battle with Mithridates, his
ideas would not have been more alien to the times, than the
conversation of Merrival. Man, no longer with an appetite for sympathy,
clothed his thoughts in visible signs; nor were there any readers left:
while each one, having thrown away his sword with opposing shield
alone, awaited the plague, Merrival talked of the state of mankind six
thousand years hence. He might with equal interest to us, have added a
commentary, to describe the unknown and unimaginable lineaments of the
creatures, who would then occupy the vacated dwelling of mankind. We
had not the heart to undeceive the poor old man; and at the moment I
came in, he was reading parts of his book to Idris, asking what answer
could be given to this or that position.
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