CHAPTER XXII

_Preparations for the Baron's expedition into Africa--Description of his

chariot; the beauties of its interior decorations; the animals that drew

it, and the mechanism of the wheels._

Everything being concluded, and having received my instructions for the

voyage, I was conducted by the illustrious Hilaro Frosticos, the Lady

Fragrantia, and a prodigious crowd of nobility, and placed sitting upon

the summit of the whale's bones at the palace; and having remained in

this situation for three days and three nights, as a trial ordeal, and

a specimen of my perseverance and resolution, the third hour after

midnight they seated me in the chariot of Queen Mab. It was a prodigious

dimension, large enough to contain more stowage than the tun of

Heidelberg, and globular like a hazel-nut: in fact, it seemed to be

really a hazel-nut grown to a most extravagant dimension, and that a

great worm of proportionable enormity had bored a hole in the shell.

Through this same entrance I was ushered. It was as large as a

coach-door, and I took my seat in the centre, a kind of chair

self-balanced without touching anything, like the fancied tomb of

Mahomet. The whole interior surface of the nutshell appeared a luminous

representation of all the stars of heaven, the fixed stars, the

planets, and a comet. The stars were as large as those worn by our first

nobility, and the comet, excessively brilliant, seemed as if you had

assembled all the eyes of the beautiful girls in the kingdom, and

combined them, like a peacock's plumage, into the form of a comet--that

is, a globe, and a bearded tail to it, diminishing gradually to a point.

This beautiful constellation seemed very sportive and delightful. It

was much in the form of a tadpole! and, without ceasing, went, full

of playful giddiness, up and down, all over the heaven on the concave

surface of the nutshell. One time it would be at that part of the

heavens under my feet, and in the next minute would be over my head. It

was never at rest, but for ever going east, west, north, or south, and

paid no more respect to the different worlds than if they were so many

lanterns without reflectors. Some of them he would dash against and push

out of their places; others he would burn up and consume to ashes: and

others again he would split into fritters, and their fragments would

instantly take a globular form, like spilled quicksilver, and become

satellites to whatever other worlds they should happen to meet with in

their career. In short, the whole seemed an epitome of the creation,

past, present, and future; and all that passes among the stars during

one thousand years was here generally performed in as many seconds.

I surveyed all the beauties of the chariot with wonder and delight.

"Certainly," cried I, "this is heaven in miniature!" In short, I took

the reins in my hand. But before I proceed on my adventures, I shall

mention the rest of my attendant furniture. The chariot was drawn by a

team of nine bulls harnessed to it, three after three. In the first rank

was a most tremendous bull named John Mowmowsky; the rest were called

Jacks in general, but not dignified by any particular denomination. They

were all shod for the journey, not indeed like horses, with iron, or

as bullocks commonly are, to drag on a cart; but were shod with men's

skulls. Each of their feet was, hoof and all, crammed into a man's head,

cut off for the purpose, and fastened therein with a kind of cement or

paste, so that the skull seemed to be a part of the foot and hoof of the

animal. With these skull-shoes the creatures could perform astonishing

journeys, and slide upon the water, or upon the ocean, with great

velocity. The harnesses were fastened with golden buckles, and decked

with studs in a superb style, and the creatures were ridden by nine

postillions, crickets of a great size, as large as monkeys, who sat

squat upon the heads of the bulls, and were continually chirping at a

most infernal rate, loud in proportion to their bodies.

The wheels of the chariot consisted of upwards of ten thousand springs,

formed so as to give the greater impetuosity to the vehicle, and were

more complex than a dozen clocks like that of Strasburgh. The external

of the chariot was adorned with banners, and a superb festoon of laurel

that formerly shaded me on horseback. And now, having given you a very

concise description of my machine for travelling into Africa, which you

must allow to be far superior to the apparatus of Monsieur Vaillant, I

shall proceed to relate the exploits of my voyage.

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