CHAPTER V.

“Do you see that crimson ball in the distance?” asked the guide. “That

is Jupiter, the planet whose Satellite Island we are now about to visit

and I am sure you will admire its inhabitants very much.”

Such handsome people as these Jupitarians proved to be! Far beyond their

greatest expectations. They were all tall and commanding in appearance,

with features like chiselled marble so perfect were they in outline.

With their classic brows, straight noses, and clear, luminous eyes they

one and all looked like gods and goddesses. Their manners were dignified

yet courteous in the extreme, and in a way they impressed one as being

rather haughty and reserved.

When our young people landed on the island they found themselves in the

middle of a great square on three sides of which were magnificent

buildings dedicated to the arts and sciences, over the colossal doorways

of which were symbolical mythological figures.

“It is an excellent idea to have them all here together facing the

square with its fourth side opening into a beautiful park containing

fountains and marble statues, also representing the gods and goddesses

associated with the arts and sciences as well as those symbolical of the

peaceful and just natures of this island’s inhabitants,” said Harold. “I

imagine the building before us with the broad, sweeping stairway must be

the Hall of Justice, for I see mythological figures in marble over the

doorway illustrating Justice and Mercy.

“And the building on our right must be their Palace of Art for it is

embellished with figures holding harps, flutes, horns, and various

musical instruments.”

“Suppose we keep on our invisible robes until we have made a tour of all

these wonderful buildings,” said Ione.

“And I suggest,” said the Princess, “that Ione and I go to the Palace of

Art while you two boys go with Mercury, to listen to the debates in the

Hall of Justice, for I am sure Ione and I will not care for the debates

no matter how fine they may be.” To this the boys assented and all

agreed to meet in two hours’ time at the fountain where they were now

standing.

When the girls first entered the Palace of Art they had a surprise for

they saw coming toward them three beautiful smiling women with hands

outstretched to greet them. They involuntarily stepped back, when they

remembered, all at once, that they were invisible, and on looking closer

they found that the women were but wonderfully life-like paintings.

“Well!” exclaimed Ione, “I never had such a start in my life and even

yet I can scarcely believe my eyes for there is no frame to mar the

effect and the perspective is so perfect that you imagine they are

living, moving people coming to welcome you to the Palace.”

“We must have the boys come here so we can fool them, too,” said the

Princess. “I have heard of portraits being so perfect that they were

called ‘living pictures,’ but these paintings surpass any ever seen on

the Earth. Look! all around us are prancing horses, wild animals

devouring their prey, and numberless pictures so realistic that I am

actually afraid I shall be trampled upon or devoured. The babies, too,

dimpled and smiling are so life-like they make one feel that they will

roll off the canvas and get hurt in some way.”

The pictures proved so fascinating to the girls that they forgot how

fast the time was passing until they heard steps behind them and,

turning, saw that the boys had come to look for them.

“We have been waiting for you and thought perhaps you were lost,” said

Harold.

“No, we did not get lost, but we were so absorbed with the paintings

that we forgot all about time and our appointment with you, but we are

so glad you came for us for we want you to meet three beautiful women

who welcome all strangers who enter this building,” said Ione, winking

at the Princess, for though they were invisible to the world at large,

they could see each other at all times.

“But, perhaps you have seen them already,” said the Princess. “By which

door did you enter?”

“We came through the passage-way that leads from the Hall of Justice,”

said the Prince.

“Then you did not meet them, so come with us,” said the Princess. “But

first drop your magic robes and approach them in your native costume.”

The girls led the boys around until they faced the picture and Ione was

nearly suffocated with laughter when she saw Harold tip his hat and

extend his hand to one of the ladies while the Prince bowed almost to

the ground. The Princess also laughed merrily at the astonished

expression on the faces of the boys when they discovered their mistake.

Later on Mercury said, “Before you leave the island I want you to see

the Palaces these people live in and the superb way in which they are

furnished, to say nothing of the magnificent grounds that surround

them.”

“You lead and we will gladly follow,” said the young people.

Talk of Aladdin’s Palace! It was a paperdoll’s house compared to these

enchanting palaces built of snow-white marble and crystal. Think of it!

One palace was built of emerald-colored, crystal-clear glass cut in

prisms joined in dainty designs to represent flowers and leaves. Being

cut in this manner, no one could look in to get a peep at the occupants;

but the sunbeams found their way throughout, the rooms and corridors

reflecting an exquisite golden-green light. This whole palace was held

together by wide bands of purest gold, which took the place of our

woodwork, while it was furnished throughout with the corresponding

magnificence of its structure; for instance, one drawing-room was

furnished in white velvet with jewel-set chair-frames of gold; another

in rare satin and velvet, while for pictures, mirrors, and statuary, it

had no equal on Earth or any of the other planets, for the Jupiter

people love to a marked degree splendor and magnificence.

There were many of these rainbow palaces all different in design, for it

is against the law for one to copy another in any way—from matters of

dress to those of homes and furnishings, each must have an original

design. In this way there is an opportunity for great display of taste

and individuality and one can tell at a glance from the outside of a

person’s home how rich the owner is in ideas, for the buildings and

surroundings will reflect his nature and tastes.

At the summit of a hill they saw a palace shining so brightly in the

sunlight that it looked like the sun itself. It was built of yellow

topaz. Another of sapphire surrounded by green foliage looked like a

bluebell hid in the woods, and so on until one could not tell which he

thought the most magnificent or desirable.

“Listen! I hear music!” exclaimed the Princess.

“What you hear,” said Mercury, “are the church bells that ring at

sunrise and at sunset. Are they not the sweetest-toned chimes you ever

listened to?”

“Indeed they are,” replied the Prince.

When the music of the bells had ceased, Mercury told them it was time to

start for Saturn as it would take some time to reach it even with their

magic robes, as it was out in space some seven hundred and eighty

million of miles away from the sun and they were only part way there,

Jupiter being but four hundred and twenty-six million miles distant from

the sun.

“As we travel there, Harold will tell you what a surprise we have for

you,” said the Prince.

“Oh, how nice, for if there is anything I enjoy it is a surprise,” said

the Princess. “I hope it is a nice one, though,” she added.

“Of course it is, or we would not tell you,” said the Prince.

“Do let’s hurry and get off, then,” said Ione, “for I, too, am anxious

to know what it is. I am simply dying with curiosity.”

“I never knew a girl to die so often and come to life so easily,” said

Harold in a teasing voice.

“I suggest that we take hold of hands so that we can keep close

together,” said Mercury, “if you people talk while we are travelling;

otherwise, some one will lag behind and lose part of the story.”

His suggestion was followed and soon all found themselves floating

smoothly and rapidly through space.

“Now for the surprise!” laughed Ione. “I can’t wait patiently any

longer. I am not fond of waiting for things.”

“In the first place, who do you think lives on the island we are going

to visit after we take a look at Saturn? Some one in whom you are

interested?” queried Harold.

“Why, no one, you foolish boy,” said Ione. “Why do you stop to tease me

when you know the Princess and I are all on tip toe to know your

surprise?”

“But I am not teasing this time,” said Harold. “Guess just once.”

“Oh, I can’t,” said Ione.

“Your father and mother,” said the Princess, “or else Ione’s.”

“No, no relation to any of us, but a relative to some one we are all

indebted to for most of the pleasant things that have ever happened to

us.”

“I know! I know!” cried Ione. “Some one who is related to our wise man,

the one who invented the Elephant.”

“You are right, Ione. That was a good guess.”

“Do tell us about him,” cried both girls at the same time.

“Well, it happened in this way. We were sitting in the gallery in the

Hall of Justice when an old man got up to speak. He was enough like our

old man to be a twin brother, (which he proved to be) and I cried out,

‘There is the wonderful old man who left me the Elephant!’ Mercury said

that could not be as this old man had not left the island for a century

as he could not get away, being at the head of the wise and learned men

here and President of the Island.

“‘I can’t help it,’ I said. ‘If you don’t believe me just look at this

picture I carry here in my watch and see if the man speaking is not its

exact counterpart even to hair, eyes, and beard; besides, the voice is

exactly the same.’

“Mercury looked and said, ‘The picture is certainly a perfect likeness

of the man on the platform.’ Then he told me to sit still and when the

session was over we would go and speak to him and find out if he were

really the one who left the Elephant, or if he were a relative of the

man.

“This we did and the old man met us very graciously and told us that he

was a twin brother to our old man. ‘And a wonderful old fellow he is,’

continued the sage. ‘I never saw his equal in inventive genius. He

originates things and then goes to the earth to try them. His hobby is

electricity and finding out the secrets of nature, while mine is to

bring peace and administer justice, as well as to promote the arts and

sciences. I never go to the earth but remain here and plan, sending my

deputies to carry out my ideas.’

“‘In speaking,’ said I, ‘you said is instead of _was_, do you mean to

tell me that your brother and my wonderful old man is alive still?’

“‘Certainly, I do. You thought he was dead when he fell back on his

pillow, but he had merely fainted and after a time when he recovered his

senses he found himself, so he said, on a bed of spruce bows, shut in a

cave. He knew immediately what had happened and that you had buried him,

thinking him dead, so he lay still for a time until the coolness of the

cave revived him, then having his wishing-robe with him, he wished

himself back on his beloved planet Uranus, and there he is now, safe and

well. If your travels take you that distance, to that most wonderful

planet which all inventors love, you will find him there and I am sure

he will be delighted to see you all.’

“Now, what do you think of that for a surprise?” asked Harold when he

had finished his story.

“It certainly is a pleasant one,” said Ione, “and of course we will go

to Uranus, no matter how far it is. I would not miss it for worlds,

would you, Princess?”

“Neither would we,” cried the boys, “and we will go there as soon as we

have seen Saturn. We may remain on Saturn for some time though, for they

say it is different from the other planets and that there is more change

and variety there than on the other planets.”

“How is that?” cried Ione.

“Well, you see it has different colored belts on its surface

corresponding to our zones, and a luminous flat ring that surrounds or

encircles it about where the equator does the earth, besides it has

satellites that belong to it as the Moon belongs to your Earth,” said

Mercury.

“Who knows but that different colored races of people live on those

different belts?” said Harold.

“I say, let’s go and find out,” said the Prince.

“Agreed,” they all said and, wishing themselves on Saturn, our travelers

found themselves on the island itself instead of its accompanying

Satellite Island, for it seemed to hold out so many inducements in the

way of its belted surface, rings, and seven satellites.

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