The Goddess of Atvatabar<br />Being the history of the discovery of the interior world and conquest of Atvatabar by William Richard Bradshaw (english novels to improve english .TXT) 📖

Map of the Interior World.

 

THE Goddess of Atvatabar

 

BEING THE HISTORY OF THE DISCOVERY OF THE INTERIOR WORLD AND CONQUEST OF ATVATABAR

 

BY WILLIAM R. BRADSHAW

 

PROFUSELY ILLUSTRATED

 

 

NEW YORK J. F. DOUTHITT 286 Fifth Avenue 1892

 

 

 

Copyright, 1891, by WILLIAM R. BRADSHAW

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CONTENTS. CHAPTER PAGE I.   —A Polar Catastrophe, 13 II.   —The Cause of the Expedition, 19 III.   —Beginning the Voyage, 22 IV.   —Our Adventures in the Polar Sea, 26 V.   —We Enter the Polar Gulf, 31 VI.   —Day Becomes Night and Night Day, 34 VII.   —We Discover the Interior World, 40 VIII.   —Extraordinary Loss of Weight, 45 IX.   —Afloat on the Interior Ocean, 50 X.   —A Visit from the Inhabitants of Plutusia, 52 XI.   —We Learn Atvatabarese, 57 XII.   —We Arrive at Kioram, 61 XIII.   —Marching in Triumph, 65 XIV.   —The Journey to Calnogor, 72 XV.   —Our Reception by the King, 78 XVI.   —The King Unfolds the Grandeur of Atvatabar, 83 XVII.   —Gnaphisthasia, 86 XVIII.   —The Journey to the Bormidophia, 94 XIX.   —The Throne of the Gods, Calnogor, 99 XX.   —The Worship of Lyone, Supreme Goddess, 103 XXI.   —An Audience with the Supreme Goddess, 109 XXII.   —The Goddess Learns the Story of the Outer World, 114 XXIII.   —The Garden of Tanje, 117 XXIV.   —The Journey to Egyplosis, 128 XXV.   —Escaping from the Cyclone, 133 XXVI.   —The Banquet on the Aerial Ship, 139 XXVII.   —We Reach Egyplosis, 144 XXVIII.   —The Grand Temple of Harikar, 149 XXIX.   —The Installation of a Twin-Soul, 153 XXX.   —The Installation of a Twin-Soul (Continued) 159 XXXI.   —The Mystery of Egyplosis, 163 XXXII.   —The Sin of a Twin-Soul, 168 XXXIII.   —The Doctor's Opinion of Egyplosis, 172 XXXIV.   —Lyone's Confession, 176 XXXV.   —Our Visit to the Infernal Palace, 183 XXXVI.   —Arjeels, 194 XXXVII.   —A Revelation, 202 XXXVIII.   —Lyone's Manifesto to King and People, 206 XXXIX.   —The Crisis in Atvatabar, 212 XL.   —My Departure from the Palace of Tanje, 216 XLI.   —We Are Attacked by the Enemy, 220 XLII.   —The Battle Continued, 225 XLIII.   —Victory, 229 XLIV.   —The News of Atvatabar in the Outer World, 235 XLV.   —The Voyages of the Mercury and the Aurora Borealis, 244 XLVI.   —The Arrest of Lyone, 249 XLVII.   —The Council of War in Kioram, 253 XLVIII.   —The Report of Astronomer Starbottle, 258 XLIX.   —Preparation for War, 264 L.   —I Visit Lyone in Calnogor, 267 LI.   —The Death of Lyone, 271 LII.   —The Battle of Calnogor, 279 LIII.   —Victory, 283 LIV.   —Reincarnation, 288 LV.   —Lexington and Lyone Hailed King and Queen of Atvatabar, 292 LVI.   —Our Reception in Calnogor, 298 LVII.   —The Combined Ceremony of Marriage and Coronation, 304 LVIII.   —The Death of Bhoolmakar, 310 LIX.   —The History Concluded, 315

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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. artist, page Map of the interior world, Frontispiece. I signalled the engineer full speed ahead, and in a short time
    we crossed the ice-foot and entered the chasm, C. Durand Chapman, 17 A semi-circle of rifles was discharged at the unhappy brutes.
    Two of them, fell dead in their tracks, " 29 The terror inspired by the professor's words was plainly
    visible on every face, " 35 At this moment a wild cry arose from the sailors. With one voice
    they shouted, "The sun! The sun!" " 41 One of the flying men caught Flathootly by the hair of the head,
    and lifted him out of the water, R. W. Rattray, 55 One of the mounted police got hold of the switch on the back
    of the bockhockid, and brought it to a standstill, Carl Gutherz, 69 The sacred locomotive stormed the mountain heights with its
    audacious tread, C. Durand Chapman, 75 The king embraced me, and I kissed the hand of her majesty, " 81 A procession of priests and priestesses passed down the living aisles,
    bearing trophies of art, Harold Haven Brown, 87 On the throne sat the Supreme Goddess Lyone, the representative of
    Harikar, the Holy Soul, C. Durand Chapman, 97 The throne of the gods was indeed the golden heart of Atvatabar,
    the triune symbol of body, mind, and spirit, " 101 Her holiness offered both his majesty the king and myself her hand
    to kiss, " 111 Zoophytes of Atvatabar, Paul de Longpr� The Lilasure, 117 The Laburnul, 118 The Green Gazzle of Glockett Gozzle, 119 Jeerloons, 120 A Jeerloon, 120 The Lillipoutum, 121 The Jugdul, 122 The Yarphappy, 123 The Jalloast, 124 The Gasternowl, 125 The Crocosus, 126 The Jardil, or Love-pouch, 127 The Blocus, 128 The Funny-fenny, or Clowngrass, 129 The Gleroseral, 130 The Eaglon, 131 The goddess stood holding on to the outer rail of the deck,
    the incarnation of courage, C. Durand Chapman, 135 Then the ship rose again toward the mammoth rocks, adorned
    with the tapestries of falling wave, " 141 Lyone was borne on a litter from the aerial ship to the palace, " 147 The priest and priestess stood beside the altar, each reading an
    alternate stanza from the ritual of the goddess, R. W. Rattray, 155 Her kiss was a blinding whirlwind of flame and tears, C. Durand Chapman, 181 The labyrinth was a subterranean garden, whose trees and
    flowers were chiselled out of the living rock, Paul de Longpr�, 187 As i gazed, lo! a shower of blazing jewels issued from the mouth
    of the hehorrent, Leonard M. Davis, 191 "By virtue of the spirit power in this cable," said the sorcerer,
    "I will that the magical Island of Arjeels shall rise above
    the waves," C. Durand Chapman, 197 The ship in company with a vast volume of water sprang into the
    air to a great height, " 223 We slowly dragged ourselves across the range of icy peaks, " 241 I mounted the trunk and proposed the health of Her Majesty Lyone,
    Queen of Atvatabar, R. W. Rattray, 261 Lyone reached for a flower, and in doing so touched the vase, and
    immediately fell dead upon the floor, C. Durand Chapman, 273 At this juncture a shell of terrorite exploded among the foe with
    thrilling effect, destroying at least two hundred bockhockids, Walter M. Dunk, 285 Heavens and earth! He was holding Lyone in his arms, alive from
    the living battery! Lyone, the peerless soul of souls, alive once
    more and triumphant over death, C. Durand Chapman, 293 We sat thus crowned amid the tremendous excitement. The people
    shouted, "Life, health and prosperity to our sovereign lord and
    lady, Lexington and Lyone, King and Queen of Atvatabar," Allan B. Doggett, 307 Oi made Bhooly an' Koshnili kneel down, an' a sojer tied their
    hands behind their backs. Then Oi ordhered a wayleal to behead
    thim wid their own swords, Allan B. Doggett, 313

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INTRODUCTION.

It is proper that some explanation be made as to the position occupied by the following story in the realm of fiction, and that a brief estimate should be made of its literary value.

Literature may be roughly classified under two heads—the creative and the critical. The former is characteristic of the imaginative temperament, while the latter is analytical in its nature, and does not rise above the level of the actual. Rightly pursued, these two ways of searching out truth should supplement each other. The poet finds in God the source of matter; the man of science traces matter up to God. Science is poetry inverted: the latter sees in the former confirmation of its airiest flight; it is synthetic and creative, whereas science dissects and analyzes. Obviously, the most spiritual conceptions should always maintain a basis in the world of fact, and the greatest works of literary art, while taking their stand upon the solid earth, have not feared to lift their heads to heaven. The highest art is the union of both methods, but in recent times realism in an extreme form, led by Zola and Tolstoi, and followed with willing though infirm footsteps by certain American writers, has attained a marked prominence in literature, while romantic writers have suffered a corresponding obscuration. It must be admitted that the influence of the realists is not entirely detrimental; on the contrary, they have imported into literature a nicety of observation, a heedfulness of workmanship, a mastery of technique, which have been greatly to its advantage. Nevertheless, the novel of hard facts has failed to prove its claim to infallibility. Facts in themselves are impotent to account for life. Every material fact is but the representative on the plane of sense of a corresponding truth on the spiritual plane. Spirit is the substance; fact the shadow only, and its whole claim to existence lies in its relation to spirit. Bulwer declares in one of his early productions that the Ideal is the only true Real.

In the nature of things a reaction from the depression of the realistic school must take place. Indeed, it has already set in, even at the moment of the realists' apogee. A dozen years ago the author of "John Inglesant," in a work of the finest art and most delicate spirituality, showed that the spell of the ideal had not lost its efficacy, and the books that he has written since then have confirmed and emphasized the impression