CHAPTER XI.

A World of Ideal Cities.

After I had finished my brief stay at Plasden, I again rose high in air

and looked over the oceans with their floating cities. This was one of

the most charming views I ever had of any world.

I paid a passing visit to a few worlds where human life had never risen

to a great height of civilization, nor can I forget the lessons I there

learned of the power of sin. All this one can clearly see who visits the

three worlds lying next in order to Plasden, but I will forbear the sad

and sickening recital of the depth to which a world is carried by sin

when once it gains a haughty ascendency.

The next orb that attracted my attention also lay in the solar system of

Dubhe, and very much resembles our own world in both size and climate.

The people, who are not half our stature, are so differently formed that

I could scarcely believe my own senses.

A description of them would appear only ludicrous, so I shall content

myself with saying that they are refined in their manners and highly

educated in all branches of human knowledge, which does not imply that

their studies are identical with ours.

I was surprised at the splendid arrangement of their cities and the

sensible laws governing them. One can scarcely believe that we are

guilty of so much lost labor in the management of our cities, in our own

way of living, and in providing for our families, until he sets his eyes

on a city of another world that has notably distanced us in this

respect.

These people, though small of stature, are endowed with powerful

muscular systems and, through their intelligence, they have become

masters of the seas and of the land, for the forests give away and

savage tribes fall back before the onward march of the God-directed

conqueror, man.

I then appeared in visible form and walked into one of the largest

cities on this world. I had not passed one-fourth of the way toward the

city's center before I was surrounded by a curious crowd which so

blocked my path that I could make no further progress. You may imagine

their surprise to see a giant, as I appeared to them, with a strangely

shaped head and with a soft, flabby skin, for they at first regarded my

clothing as my skin.

No one could conjecture what sort of an animal I was. I remained mute

and watched the rising tide of excitement. Before anyone could venture

to touch me, I saw a band of officers in double-quick march hastening

toward me with their curiously shaped weapons unfolded.

I stood motionless as the soldiers surrounded me. As soon as the circle

was formed the leader of the squad stepped toward me with a show of

bravery, but I saw that he secretly trembled. It was his oath-bound duty

in such a case to lay hands on me and, if necessary, use force to take

me to the central office.

I offered no resistance and went, as I was directed, till I stood in the

odd looking room where all offenders of their law are taken for a

hearing.

[Illustration: Planet of Dubhe.]

The news of my appearance and arrest had by this time spread to all

parts of the city and a motley crowd were gathering, but only a small

portion of the people were able to gain entrance into the building where

I had been taken.

The high officials and educators, hearing of the wonderful giant at the

city hall, hastened thither with all speed. Then I saw an interesting

spectacle. As these higher classes of people arrived, the lower classes

were compelled to leave. The room being full, no laborer was allowed to

remain if a person of nobility wished to occupy his seat. This peculiar

custom or law applies to all public places and assemblies.

In a short time all the lower classes were compelled to leave the hall

to make room for the unprecedented rush of nobility. Nothing so tempted

me to speak as when I saw this partial rule in operation.

During all this gathering the officers stood in a circle around me and

held their weapons ready for instant service. Not hearing what I was or

what I might do, they were ordered to maintain this strict attitude.

Every eye was fastened on me. Some of the nobility were pale with fear;

others were busy inquiring whence I came and where I had been captured.

At length the chief official made a gutteral sound. This must have been

a call for order and the signal for the opening of the court, for at

once the wild confusion gave way to order as much as could be expected

under the circumstances.

The brief formalities of opening the court were ridiculous to me. This

being done, all official attention was given to me. I saw that

everything was under the charge of this presiding official. He first

ordered that I should be bound and, accordingly, my hands and feet were

tied. Then a very heavy chain-like rope was fastened to my body and I

was tied to the criminal's post.

The officers were then released and retired to their special part of the

room.

The chief then stepped toward me and peered into my face with a puzzled

look of great anxiety. I returned his glances calmly, but uttered not a

word.

There was a breathless suspense as the chief lifted up his hands,

touched my face, and felt my mustache and whiskers. The hair was perhaps

the strangest feature of my whole head, since there is nothing on their

human or animal species that resembles hair.

The chief then called for a certain professor who was an expert in

zoology. This intelligent man quickly came to my side and, at the

request of the chief, commenced to examine me carefully.

My manner of breathing confused him most of all. He watched my chest

rising and falling and my sides increasing and decreasing with every

breath, until he was mystified beyond all power of explanation.

When the dignitaries saw that I could be touched with safety, numerous

messages were flying to the chief, each one asking for the privilege of

a closer inspection of me.

The presiding officer was cool-headed and firmly followed his own cause.

He waited until the professor had finished his examination and was

prepared to report, whereupon he announced to the bewildered audience

that heed should now be given to the conclusion of the zoologist.

The professor mounted a throne-like elevation from which all expert

opinion is submitted. A painful silence ensued as this learned man

proceeded with his report.

Of course I pretended that I could not understand their language and

that I was oblivious to all these occurrences, but you may be assured

that I was careful not to miss a word that fell from the lips of this

noted specialist who conducted himself with a dignity both pleasing and

fascinating.

"I pronounce this creature an enigma," commenced the professor as he

pointed his bony finger toward me, "and declare him to be the strangest

problem of my life. How, and whence, and why he came to us are all alike

shrouded in impenetrable mystery."

"This perplexing specimen is totally different from any species of our

animal creation. He resembles a man more closely than any beast.

However, he cannot belong to any family of our world for he is possessed

with bodily functions unknown to us. His clothes are not the result of

any natural growth, and are far beyond our finest manufacture. Each

piece of his apparel gives positive evidence that it was made with

hands more skillful than ours."

"The most pleasing part of this perplexity is the face, which bears

indisputable marks of intelligence. It would be eminently satisfying to

us if we could communicate with him and receive some light on this

living marvel."

He quickly stepped from the throne and the chief then invited four

philosophers to examine me conjointly. They hurriedly responded to the

invitation, for they were delighted at the honor and privilege conferred

upon them.

What a peculiar experience followed! Four men touched my hands and

ankles, my arms and limbs, and more particularly every piece of my

apparel. Accidentally one found my purse, but could not open it. As he

was faithfully pursuing his task, I felt that the time had come for me

to speak.

"Twist at the two knobs," I said in their vernacular.

If lightning had struck into that room, it would not have caused more

consternation. The four philosophers fell to the floor, the chief was

terrified, the audience looked on in abject terror, while the officers

rushed from their post with drawn weapons. All this occurred instantly,

and I realized that my words never before had such an effect. In a

moment the chief was at my side and, looking into my face, exclaimed:

"Who are you and why have you remained silent?"

"I am a human being," I replied.

"From what part of our world?"

"I was not born on this world."

"On what world then?" he further asked with increasing surprise.

"On a world called Earth that revolves around a star called Sun." As I

was answering these questions many wild sensations were sweeping over

the hearts of the assembled nobility.

"How came you to our world?" continued the chief with abated breath.

"On wings invisible."

"For what purpose came you hither?"

"To see your manner of life."

"Will you stay with us forever?"

"I cannot."

"Have you come to harm us?"

"Not in the least."

The chief in a high state of excitement ordered that I should be

unbound.

I smiled and said that I would spare them that trouble. I snapped the

bands with such ease that a new fear possessed all of those around me.

I then gave them positive assurance that I would harm no one and urged

that all should be silent as I wished to speak a few words to them.

Never before had I a more attentive audience. I addressed them in a

natural manner, informing them that I desired to become familiar with a

few of their forms and customs of life. I then proceeded to give them a

description of the world whence I had come. My audience became

enthusiastic and I decided to cease speaking.

The chief, although greatly agitated, still kept his hand on the

throttle of the occasion. He waved the surging crowd back, demanded

order and at once sent his arrowed questions at me again.

"Are you not a god?" cried he.

"I am only human."

"How could you have such power as to reach our world?"

"That I cannot explain."

"How many people live on your world?"

"One and one-half billion," I answered.

"Are they all pure-minded?"

I answered that I was pained to inform them that many of our inhabitants

are wicked.

My listeners were still incredulous as to my identity. They were

positive that I was a visiting spirit on a mission of evil or good, and

they urged that I should disclose the purpose of my commission.

I re-affirmed my past utterances and, turning to the chief more

directly, I informed him that he would see me no more. Then, without

pausing another moment, I vanished. As I went, I looked backward to see

the mystified countenances of all who were in the room, and then

proceeded to visit the surrounding city to examine the system under

which it is governed.

I found that the bulk of the trade is controlled by the city, one class

of goods being kept at one place in suitable store houses. The city owns

a full line of vehicles resembling our automobiles. These are very

spacious. Each one is supplied with certain lines of merchandise and

passes over an unalterable rail route at its own fixed period.

Thus all parts of the city are reached with the necessaries of life.

Those who prefer can go to the trade centers, but no special orders are

delivered except by the regular cars and at the regular time.

For instance, one can go to the trade centers for meats and vegetables,

and purchase what he wishes or give his order. At the time corresponding

to six o'clock of our time in the morning the meat and vegetable cars

start on their respective routes, while the trade centers are open for

personal callers. Marketing goes on at the market center while the cars

are selling throughout the city. At nine o'clock the delivery cars leave

the trade centers.

Similar to the manner of our world, each home is numbered in such a way

that no two houses have the same designation. By this arrangement the

delivery of goods is facilitated.

Everything in this busy metropolis goes like clock work, and everybody

knows the schedule, which is simple enough to be understood almost at a

glance.

All the trade centers lie along the freight and passenger railroad. This

saves a tremendous amount of labor, for the goods are all transferred

directly from the cars to the store-houses.

There is no Fire Department, for there is no need of one. It appears

that only a few worlds in the universe use inflammable materials for

structural purposes, and we are one of them.

There is a Finance Department and a Law Department, although I cannot

give space for their description.

The Sanitary and Police Departments are under systems absolutely

different from any that are known in our world. Their sanitary methods

are no more effective than ours, perhaps less so. But the Police

Department is greatly superior. This is largely due to the fact that

this city has a department gloriously ahead of any city in which I have

ever lived. This department is called the Moral Department. It is

managed by twenty-one men and women, one-third of whom are selected

annually from a list of nominees.

Each church, meeting certain requirements, is entitled to make one

nomination. The seven of these nominees receiving the largest number of

votes are elected for three years.

This Moral Department is no mincing and begging institution. It has, at

its disposal, the entire military battery. No mayor holds a whip handle

over it. I must confess I was happy as I witnessed the blessed effect of

this Moral Department. All evil is not extirpated, neither is all

lawlessness overcome, but there is no brazen iniquity, no public

immorality and heartless brutality such as is seen on every hand in one

of our larger municipalities.

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