But we were approaching a remarkable sight. In the distance was a fleet
of boats, similar to the one we had passed, and beyond them, looming in
the denser background we saw a magnificent city of white and gold. We
brought our glasses to bear upon this strange vision of the new earth.
As we approached, the fleet presented a vision of splendor impossible to
describe. Whereas before a single vessel had so impressed us, we were
now confronted with a vista of hundreds, which stretched away down the
wide avenue of this unknown river as far as the eye could reach.
Flashing sails in a thousand strange designs of form and color. Decks
loaded with men, women, and children, in such fantastic and magnificent
apparel that we were startled and bewildered at the sight. On nearing
this extraordinary scene, we hovered above, and caused the wildest
excitement. Trumpets were blown at us. Bells were lifted on poles and
jangled. Chimes were sounded that came floating down the water from ship
to ship as if each vessel had its own special note, and then were
answered back again, receding in the distance, until they faded on the
air. In all the sounds there was a singular harmony, a softness of tone
strangely gratifying. We moved slowly down the line—above the
mastheads, above the music—for I cannot call it noise—to exclamations of
joy and wonder. Here was a revelation awful to contemplate. Had we
been living just above these people, in such close proximity for the
unnumbered ages of man’s creation, and never even guessed of their
existence? But why was it any more remarkable than that they had not
discovered, or even thought of us? A double world indeed; a shell, a
bubble, a hollow ball; and yet neither had given a thought to the
other’s existence.
We hovered above this scene for hours, trying to communicate with the
people, and examining their surroundings; and then, having learned but
little, hastened on to the distant city.
* * * * *
Another singular feature of our new world was the fact that there were
no shadows. I do not mean that there were no shady places, but a
shadow, in our sense, with clear cut edges did not exist. And indeed it
was impossible that it should, the sun itself being nowhere visible from
the inner side of the globe, the light entering from the poles, and
being disseminated throughout the interior, as after sunset with us.
The facilities for this distribution are vastly superior to anything we
know, both from the electrified air, and a certain humidity, which
seizes the rays of the great luminary, and equalizes and softens them
most agreeably.
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