By Jules Verne
Jules Verne's vintage technology fiction story sends Professor Von Hardwigg, his nephew Harry, and their advisor Hans via a crater in Iceland and into the earth. because the workforce explores what's less than the outer crust, they stumble upon many unusual and lovely points of interest. Their travels from Iceland to Italy discover a misplaced international, striking creatures, and unsafe adventures less than us. sign up for the trek within the Calico Illustrated Classics model of Verne's A trip to the guts of the Earth.
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And then, what glory would be ours! For many days after that memorable rest, the slopes became even steeper, almost vertical. They were frightening! We had to use our ropes to descend them. Without Hans, we would have been lost. During the next two weeks of travel, there was not much of interest to record. But the 56 next event that took place is so terrible that its very memory makes my blood run cold. It was on the seventh of August. Our constant descent took us nearly 100 miles into earth’s interior, below rocks, oceans, continents, towns, and living inhabitants.
After ten hours of slow movement, the reflection of our lamps off the walls became dimmer. I leaned against a wall. When I moved my hand away, I saw that it was covered in black. ” I cried. ” We stopped to eat, but I was too thirsty to eat anymore. All I could think about was water and how I suffered without it. We only had Hans’s gourd left, half full for three of us. 35 36 While my uncle and Hans were able to sleep, I lay counting the hours until morning. At six o’clock on Saturday morning, we continued our journey.
But as much as he tried, Hans could not shut the fi ssure. The water pressure was too strong. “No matter,” my uncle said. “When our bottles are empty, we will not be sure we can fi ll them again. Let this water run. ” “A good idea,” I cried. ” My uncle laughed. ” “Even more,” I said. “I am confident of our success. ” “First, we should rest,” my uncle said. I had forgotten it was night until I looked at the chronometer. Soon we were restored and refreshed. We all fell into a profound sleep. The fi rst sensation the next morning was surprise at not being thirsty.