Having read to the end of the statistics, I passed with my companions
down several long corridors to the art departments, where some of
the more notable contemporary paintings and statues were placed on
exhibition along with a multitude of classic works. But if I were
to dwell upon the contents of these galleries, beyond saying that
its art was in that same exquisite and original style I had already
observed, I should have to add chapters to my story; and, likewise, I
should find my narrative interminable if I were to describe the other
exhibits: the natural history department, with specimens of the flora
and fauna of old Atlantis, the paleo-botanical department with lifelike
restorations of long-extinct tree-ferns and gigantic palms, the
sociological-historical departments, with representations of scenes in
prisons, poorhouses, orphanages, and insane asylums, all of which were
declared to have been “herding places of the days when unfortunates
were so plentiful that they had to be dealt with by the pack, instead
of, as at present, being consigned individually to the care of those
sympathetic men and women who make social work their service for the
State.”
But while the sheer abundance of the exhibits makes it impossible
to describe them all, there is one that I must not fail to mention,
since in some ways it was the most remarkable in the museum. We had
just entered the section ambiguously known as “Curiosities, Freaks
and Monstrosities,” when Stranahan, with an odd twinkling expression,
warned us to be ready for a surprise. And, certainly, he warned us
with good reason! As we glanced toward the further wall, we were
shocked by sight of something dazzlingly familiar--so very familiar,
indeed, that several of us uttered little cries of amazement. Neatly
arranged behind a glass case, flattened against the rear panels so
as to afford a better view, were dozens of well known blue uniforms!
Among them, from the Ensign’s stripes, I recognized my own; and among
them, also, was the decorated uniform of the Captain! And above
them, on a large-lettered placard, appeared the statement that these
were the clothes worn by the only aliens to enter Atlantis since the
Submergence, and that they were interesting as showing what grotesque
and unsightly garments were fashionable in the upper world!
CHAPTER XXVII
The Warning of the Waters
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