The Manatitlans: or, A record of recent scientific explorations in the Andean La Plata, S. A.Smile, R. Elton
Science
The Manatitlans: or, A record of recent scientific explorations in the Andean La Plata, S. A.
Smile, R. Elton
Science fiction, American
Yesterday, we worshiped, with them, gods
of man’s creation, bearing the kindred impress of decay, and, with our
authority, would have punished with death those subject to a defection
like our own of to-day. Yet, we have often been led, from the exampled
enactments of our parents, to question the happiness of a heaven where
the aggravating fluctuations of our earthly associations would be
continued. For, with even less faith than my husband, I could not
realize the wisdom of a divine economy that designed, in defiance of
original intention, to elevate brute mortality, in human shape, to the
privileges of purity self-refused by earthly election. To our great
relief, you have resolved this trying source of perplexity conformably
with our wished-for reverence, sanctioned from an endowment of purity.
Thankful to the source of our enlightened preservation, we can now
clearly discern, through Creative indications, the path to immortality,
purified from the adventurous impositions of superstitious instinct.
Grateful that the realizing perfection, in the increase of attainment,
will be reflected back from generation to generation, in recompense for
the interest of our indebtedness to you, we now proffer it, with the
involving title it confers of reducing past and future to present
embodiment.”
_Giganteo._ (In whispered enthusiasm to Gnipho.) “Your mother is an
oracle of giga understanding, and the wisdom of her responses has proved
an heirloom to her children which should cause you to be ever grateful
with thankful manifestations in songs of praise to the Supreme Source of
all good.”
_Gnipho._ (In enunciated thought) “We are truly grateful, and love her
beyond expression.”
Here Gnipho raised his hand impulsively to his ear, before thought, from
loving engrossment, could check the movement from the impression of
cause.
_Giganteo._ “Pardon me! In my nervous desire to reach the tragus, that I
might witness the expression of your mother’s face as my wife imparted
your testimony for the increase of her joy, I trusted my whole weight,
with the impetus of a catch, to one of the vibbrilæ in a tender portion
of your ear. The twinge of pain I caused was well repaid with the glance
I caught of the radiant joy that suffused her face.”
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