Centrifugal force, in combination with the gravity of the Moon’s
crust, confined the internal lunar atmosphere to a blanket which we
estimated at about fifty miles in thickness over the inner surface of
this buried world. This atmosphere rarefies rapidly as one ascends
the higher peaks, with the result that these are constantly covered
with perpetual snow and ice, sending great glaciers down mighty
gorges toward the central seas. It is this condition which has
probably prevented the atmosphere, confined as it is within an almost
solid sphere, from becoming superheated, through the unthinkable ages
that this condition must have existed. The Earth seasons are
reflected but slightly in the Moon, there being but a few degrees
difference between summer and winter. There are, however, periodic
wind-storms, which recur with greater or less regularity once each
sidereal month, due, I imagine, to the unequal distribution of crater
openings through the crust of the Moon, a fact which must produce an
unequal absorption of heat at various times and in certain
localities. The natural circulation of the lunar atmosphere, affected
as it is by the constantly-changing volume and direction of the sun’s
rays, as well as the great range of temperature between the valleys
and the ice-clad mountain peaks, produces frequent storms of greater
or less violence. High winds are accompanied by violent rains upon
the lower levels and blinding snowstorms among the barren heights
above the vegetation line. Rains which fall from low-hanging clouds
are warm and pleasant; those which come from high clouds are cold and
disagreeable, yet however violent or protracted the storm, the
illumination remains practically constant—there are never any dark,
lowering days within the Moon, nor is there any night.
CHAPTER III
ANIMALS OR MEN?
Of course we did not reach all these conclusions in a few moments,
but I have given them here merely as the outcome of our deductions
following a considerable experience within the Moon. Several miles
from the ship rose foothills which climbed picturesquely toward the
cloudy heights of the loftier mountains behind them, and as we looked
in the direction of these latter, and then out across the forest,
there was appreciable to us a strangeness that at first we could not
explain, but which we later discovered was due to the fact that there
was no horizon, the distance that one could see being dependent
solely upon one’s power of vision. The general effect was of being in
the bottom of a tremendous bowl, with sides so high that one might
not see the top.
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