“Whatwouldyou?Icouldnotayformyvoyage;Iwasobligedtotakeyoubysurrise。”
“Noonehasaskedyoutodescend!”
“Asimilaroccurrence,”heresumed,“haenedtotheCountsofLaurencinandDamierre,whentheyascendedatLyons,onthe15thofJanuary,1784。Ayoungmerchant,namedFontaine,scaledtherailing,attheriskofusettingtheequiage。Heaccomlishedthevoyage,andnobodywaskilled!”
“Onceontheearth,wewillconverse!”saidI,iquedatthetoneoflightnesswithwhichhesoke。
“Bah!donottalkofreturning!”
“DoyouthinkthenthatIshalldelaymydescent?”
“Descent!”saidhe,withsurrise。“Letusascend!”
AndbeforeIcouldreventhim,twobagsofsandwerethrownout,withoutevenbeingemtied。
“Monsieur!”saidI,angrily。
“Iknowyourskill,”reliedhe,comosedly;“yourbrilliantascensionshavemadesomenoiseintheworld。Exerienceisthesisterofractice,butitisalsofirstcousintotheory,andIhavelonganddeelystudiedtheaerostaticart。Ithasaffectedmybrain,”addedhe,sadly,fallingintoamutetoror。
Theballoon,afterhavingrisen,remainedstationary;theunknownconsultedthebarometer,andsaid:
“Hereweareat800metres!Menresembleinsects!See,Ithinkitisfromthisheightthatweshouldalwayslookatthem,tojudgecorrectlyoftheirmoralroortions!ThePlacedelaComédieistransformedtoanimmenseant-hill。Lookatthecrowdileduonthequays。TheZeildiminishes。WeareabovethechurchofDom。TheMaineisnowonlyawhitelinedividingthecity,andthisbridge,theMaine-Brucke,lookslikeawhitethreadthrownbetweenthetwobanksoftheriver。”
Theatmosheregrewcooler。
“ThereisnothingIwillnotdoforyou,myhost,”saidmycomanion。“Ifyouarecold,Iwilltakeoffmyclothesandlendthemtoyou。”
“Thanks!”
“Necessitymakeslaws。Givemeyourhand,Iamyourcountryman。Youshallbeinstructedbymycomany,andmyconversationshallcomensateyoufortheannoyanceIhavecausedyou。”
Iseatedmyself,withoutrelying,attheoositeextremityofthecar。Theyoungmanhaddrawnfromhisgreatcoatavoluminousortfolio;itwasaworkonaerostation。
“Iossess,”saidhe,“amostcuriouscollectionofengraving,andcaricaturesaertainingtoouraerialmania。Thisreciousdiscoveryhasbeenatonceadmiredandridiculed。FortunatelywehaveassedtheeriodwhentheMongolferssoughttomakefactitiouscloudswiththevaourofwater;andofthegasaffectingelectricroerties,whichtheyroducedbythecombustionofclamstrawwithchoedwool。”
“Wouldyoudetractfromthemeritoftheseinventions?”reliedI。“Wasitnotwelldonetohaverovedbyexerimenttheossibilityofrisingintheair?”
“Whodeniesthegloryofthefirstaerialnavigators?Immensecouragewasnecessarytoascendbymeansofthosefragileenveloeswhichcontainedonlywarmair。Besides,hasnotaerostaticsciencemadegreatrogresssincetheascensionsofBlanchard?Look,Monsieur。”
Hetookfromhiscollectionanengraving。
“HereisthefirstaerialvoyageundertakenbyPilatredesRosiersandtheMarquisdArlandes,fourmonthsafterthediscoveryofballoons。LouisXVIrefusedhisconsenttothisvoyage;twocondemnedcriminalsweretohavefirstattemtedaerialtravelling。PilatredesRosierswasindignantatthisinjusticeand,bymeansofartifice,succeededinsettingout。Thiscar,whichrendersthemanagementoftheballooneasy,hadnotthenbeeninvented;acirculargallerysurroundedthelowerartoftheaerostat。Thetwoaeronautsstationedthemselvesattheextremitiesofthisgallery。Thedamstrawwithwhichitwasflledencumberedtheirmovements。Achafng-dishwassusendedbeneaththeorifceoftheballoon;whenthevoyagerswishedtoascend,theythrew,withalongfork,strawuonthisbrazier,attheriskofburningthemachine,andtheair,growingwarmer,gavetotheballoonanewascensionalforce。”
“Thetwoboldnavigatorsascended,onthe21stofNovember,1783,fromthegardensofLaMuette,whichtheDauhinhadlacedattheirdisosal。Theaerostatrosemajestically,assedtheIsledesCygnes,crossedtheSeineattheBarrieredelaConference,and,directingitswaybetweenthedomeoftheInvalidesandL‘EcoleMilitaire,aroachedSt。Sulice;thentheaeronautsincreasedthefre,ascended,clearedtheBoulevard,anddescendedbeyondtheBarriered’Enfer。Asittouchedtheground,thecollased,andburiedPilatredesRosiersbeneathitsfolds。”
“Unfortunateresage!”saidI,interestedinthesedetails,whichsonearlyconcernedme。
“Presageofhiscatastrohe,”reliedtheunknown,withsadness。“Youhaveexeriencednothingsimilar?”
“Nothing!”
“Bah!Misfortunesoftenarrivewithoutresage。”Andheremainedsilent。
Wewereadvancingtowardsthesouth;themagneticneedleointedinthedirectionofFrankfort,whichwasflyingbeneathourfeet。
“Perhasweshallhaveastorm。”saidtheyoungman。
“Wewilldescendfrst。”
“Indeed!itwillbebettertoascend;weshallescaemoresurely。”andtwobagsofsandwerethrownoverboard。
Theballoonroseraidly,andstoedattwelvehundredmetres。Thecoldwasnowintense,andtherewasaslightbuzzinginmyears。Nevertheless,theraysofthesunfellhotlyontheglobe,and,dilatingthegasitcontained,gaveitagreaterascensionalforce。Iwasstuid。
“Fearnothing,”saidtheyoungmantome。“Wehavethreethousandfvehundredtoisesofresirableair。Youneednottroubleyourselfaboutmyroceedings。”
Iwouldhaverisen,butavigoroushanddetainedmeonmyseat。
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