Through Space to Mars; Or, the Longest Journey on RecordRockwood, Roy
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Through Space to Mars; Or, the Longest Journey on Record
Rockwood, Roy
Science fiction; Space flight to Mars -- Juvenile fiction
Jack peered through the eyepiece. There, far off, shining in the
light of the distant sun, which was now on the other side of
Mars, he saw the earth they had left about two weeks ago. It was
like looking at some map in a geography, and he could clearly
make out the shapes of North and South America.
"Take a look, Mark!" he cried. "I almost thought I could make
out the place where we live, and where we built the Annihilator!"
In turn they all gazed at the earth, distant thirty five millions
of miles, but which was made very plain to them through the
powerful glass.
Silex Corundum made a motion as of some body flying through
space, and looked inquiringly at the travelers.
"He wants to know how we got here," interpreted Mark.
"I'll draw a picture of the projectile,"' said Mr. Roumann, and
he put on the board one containing many details. So interested
was the chief ruler and his cabinet, that they all came down off
the platform to examine it more closely. They appeared to
understand everything but the Etherium motor, but Mr. Roumann
illustrated the force by which it was worked, by pointing to the
metal boxes containing the red substance, which gave out light as
well as power, indicating that some force like that worked the
motor.
This appeared to satisfy the questioners, and after some talk
among themselves they motioned that the travelers would be given
a place to sleep.
"I'd a heap sight radder hab soffin' t' eat," said Washington,
when it was made known that they were to retire. "I'd jest like
to git back t' mah kitchen. I jest know mah Shanghai rooster
needs some corn, an' as for dat crazy man, maybe he's broken
loose."
"That's so," agreed Mr. Roumann. "If we don't get back, we can't
give him anything to eat."
"Let's try to make them understand," suggested the professor,
and, accordingly, with chalk, they pictured that they had left
behind them, in the projectile, an enemy of theirs, who was bound
and helpless. Silex Corundum appeared to understand, and he
indicated that the unfortunate man would receive attention.
The travelers were then led out of the palace. They found
instead of being urged along by the thought power, however, that
they were now allowed to walk. And they also noticed that they
could go very rapidly, with little exertion, due to the fact that
they only tipped the scales at about a third of their usual
weight.
"This is better," observed Jack. "I'd rather walk than be
floating along the way we were."
"Yes, I guess they were so anxious to question us that they
couldn't wait for the ordinary forms of locomotion," said the
professor. "Now that they know something about us they will let
us do as we please for a while."
One of the Martians, who seemed to be a minor official, led them
out into the street. They found that it was lighted by means of
the same metal boxes that were in the palace.
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