About four hundred miles out upon this mysterious ocean we were
astonished by the sight of a ship. She was rigged and bedecked in the
same extraordinary style that the river boats had been; and it was
certainly in evidence of an equable climate, that these gaudily attired
vessels dared venture so far to seaward. She was moving diagonally
across our path, with her stern toward us. In the distance her singular
sails flashed in the light, and as we approached we saw a similar crowd
of gayly attired passengers upon her deck. We took them quite by
surprise, and as we hovered across their mastheads, a tremendous shout,
followed by the blare of trumpets, greeted us. Although wondering
whence they came, and to what distant shores they were bound, we knew it
would be useless to tarry, in the hope of gaining any information, and
after extending our blessing hurried on.
Strange thoughts crowded into our minds at the sight of this vessel, and
questions that could never be answered forced themselves upon us. Was
there any commerce in this mysterious world; and if so, how, and where
was it conducted? Through all the territory we had traversed there had
been no indication of trade. The people simply lived without effort or
want. But what had these vessels to do with their lives? Surely
pleasure excursions would hardly venture so far in such frail, ornate
contrivances, resembling the gilded craft of fairyland. Might not many
of our nursery rhymes have originated in old traditions, having their
fountain head in this forgotten land of our inner world? It was a
curious thought, and there were constant sights suggesting it.
Within twenty-four hours of our embarking upon this unfamiliar ocean a
hazy purple line appeared across the horizon, which indicated land. We
had come about twelve hundred miles over the water, but for aught we
knew might simply have crossed an arm of the sea itself, whose size, of
course, we were unable to estimate. We first reached land over a
promontory, upon either side of which the water trended in deep bays.
Far down upon the western coast we thought we caught the outline of a
gilded city, whose minarets and towers stood faintly against the misty
sky. But the world we had discovered was so vast we could not hope to
do more than gain the merest superficial suggestions of what it
contained.
Again the dry land was beneath us, picturesque and greener than ever.
Similar fruits and trees greeted us here as upon the other continent.
Indeed the climatic conditions appeared so equable throughout the
interior, with the exception of the desert and the country contiguous to
it, that there seemed no reason why the same food supplies should not be
raised throughout.
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