Episode 4

"This is the most marvellous development of Nature I have seen,for its wonderful divergence from,and yet analogy to,what takes place on earth.You know our flowers offer honey,as it were,as bait to insects,that in eating or collecting it they may catch the pollen on their legs and so carry it to other flowers,perhaps of the opposite sex.Here flowers evidently appeal to the sense of hearing instead of taste,and make use of birds,of which there are enormous numbers,instead of winged insects,of which I have seen none,one being perhaps the natural result of the other.The flowers have become singers by long practice,or else,those that were most musical having had the best chance to reproduce,we have a neat illustration of the 'survival of the fittest.'The sound is doubtless produced by a shrinking of the fibres as the sun withdraws its heat,in which case we may expect another song at sunrise,when the same result will be effected by their expanding."Searching for a camping-place in which to pass the coming hours,they saw lights flitting about like will-o'-the-wisps,but brighter and intermittent.

"They seem to be as bright as sixteen-candle-power lamps,but the light is yellower,and appears to emanate from a comparatively large surface,certainly nine or ten inches square,"said the doctor.

They soon gave up the chase,however,for the lights were continually moving and frequently went out.While groping in the growing darkness,they came upon a brown object about the size of a small dog and close to the ground.It flew off with a humming insect sound,and as it did so it showed the brilliant phosphorescent glow they had observed.

"That is a good-sized fire-fly,"said Bearwarden."Evidently the insects here are on the same scale as everything else.They are like the fire-flies in Cuba,which the Cubans are said to put into a glass box and get light enough from to read by.Here they would need only one,if it could be induced to give its light continuously."Having found an open space on high ground,they sat down,and Bearwarden struck his repeater,which,for convenience,had been arranged for Jupiter time,dividing the day into ten hours,beginning at noon,midnight being therefore five o'clock.

"Twenty minutes past four,"said he,"which would correspond to about a quarter to eleven on earth.As the sun rises at half-past seven,it will be dark about three hours,for the time between dawn and daylight will,of course,be as short as that we have just experienced between sunset and night.""If we stay here long,"said the doctor,"I suppose we shall become accustomed,like sailors,to taking our four,or in this case five,hours on duty,and five hours off.""Or,"added Ayrault,"we can sleep ten consecutive hours and take the next ten for exploring and hunting,having the sun for one half the time and the moons for the other."Bearwarden and Cortlandt now rolled themselves in their blankets and were soon asleep,while Ayrault,whose turn it was to watch till the moons rose--for they had not yet enough confidence in their new domain to sleep in darkness simultaneously--leaned his back against a rock and lighted his pipe.In the distance he saw the torrents of fiery lava from the volcanoes reflected in the sky,and faintly heard their thunderous crashes,while the fire-flies twinkled unconcernedly in the hollow,and the night winds swayed the fernlike branches.Then he gazed at the earth,which,but little above the horizon,shone with a faint but steady ray,and his mind's eye ran beyond his natural vision while he pictured to himself the girl of his heart,wishing that by some communion of spirits he might convey his thoughts to her,and receive hers.It was now the first week of January on earth.

He could almost see her house and the snow-clad trees in the park,and knew that at that hour she was dressing for dinner,and hoped and believed that he was in her heart.While he thus mused,one moon after another rose,each at a different phase,till three were at once in the sky.Adjusting the electric protection-wires that were to paralyze any creature that attempted to come within the circle,and would arouse them by ringing a bell,he knocked the ashes from his pipe,rolled himself in a blanket,and was soon asleep beside his friends.

CHAPTER II.

ANTECEDENTAL.

"Come in!"sounded a voice,as Dr.Cortlandt and Dick Ayrault tapped at the door of the President of the Terrestrial Axis Straightening Company's private office on the morning of the 21st of June,A.D.2000.Col.Bearwarden sat at his capacious desk,the shadows passing over his face as April clouds flit across the sun.He was a handsome man,and young for the important post he filled--being scarcely forty--a graduate of West Point,with great executive ability,and a wonderful engineer."Sit down,chappies,"said he;"we have still a half hour before I begin to read the report I am to make to the stockholders and representatives of all the governments,which is now ready.Iknow YOU smoke,"passing a box of Havanas to the professor.

Prof.Cortlandt,LL.D.,United States Government expert,appointed to examine the company's calculations,was about fifty,with a high forehead,greyish hair,and quick,grey eyes,a geologist and astronomer,and altogether as able a man,in his own way,as Col.Bearwarden in his.Richard Ayrault,a large stockholder and one of the honorary vice-presidents in the company,was about thirty,a university man,by nature a scientist,and engaged to one of the prettiest society girls,who was then a student at Vassar,in the beautiful town of Poughkeepsie.