Nor is It at All Prudent for The Hunter to be Over

<a class="left" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSQa9ELVe1VSb7CHCODSffJfYcXWL0eYqH5vRlMw-u9naGF8snitHv1BrNXn7672BJY1PA2m27VZZ-zwkBOEXxmKZtzNb1fd11CQ04K2G8vfiDbtudRXyt0H-M552keONUWKzbZctHac/s1600/22+(2).jpg"> <img height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSQa9ELVe1VSb7CHCODSffJfYcXWL0eYqH5vRlMw-u9naGF8snitHv1BrNXn7672BJY1PA2m27VZZ-zwkBOEXxmKZtzNb1fd11CQ04K2G8vfiDbtudRXyt0H-M552keONUWKzbZctHac/s320/22+(2).jpg" width="225" /> </a><p>Nor is it at all prudent for the hunter to be over curious touching the precise nature of the whale spout. It will not do for him to be peering into it, and putting his face in it. You cannot go with your pitcher to this fountain and fill it, and bring it away. For even when coming into slight contact with the outer, vapoury shreds of the jet, which will often happen, your skin will feverishly smart, from the acridness of the thing so touching it. And I know one, who coming into still closer contact with the spout, whether with some scientific object in view, or otherwise, I cannot say, the skin peeled off from his cheek and arm. Wherefore, among whalemen, the spout is deemed poisonous; they try to evade it. Another thing; I have heard it said, and I do not much doubt it, that if the jet is fairly spouted into your eyes, it will blind you. The wisest thing the investigator can do then, it seems to me, is to let this deadly spout alone.</p> <p>Still, we can hypothesize, even if we cannot prove and establish. My hypothesis is this: that the spout is nothing but mist. And besides other reasons, to this conclusion I am impelled, by considerations touching the great inherent dignity and sublimity of the Sperm Whale; I account him no common, shallow being, inasmuch as it is an undisputed fact that he is never found on soundings, or near shores; all other whales sometimes are. He is both ponderous and profound. And I am convinced that from the heads of all ponderous profound beings, such as Plato, Pyrrho, the Devil, Jupiter, Dante, and so on, there always goes up a certain semi-visible steam, while in the act of thinking deep thoughts. While composing a little treatise on Eternity, I had the curiosity to place a mirror before me; and ere long saw reflected there, a curious involved worming and undulation in the atmosphere over my head. The invariable moisture of my hair, while plunged in deep thought, after six cups of hot tea in my thin shingled attic, of an August noon; this seems an additional argument for the above supposition.</p> <a class="right" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNjrAZo3_Tp3YbFB-QLPP32h_C9VWJ7qZyVb9L54H7xsh6ty1rFQvGv4qSlzNw2U07X0YQ60OMyGDC6DHP2KWyCrJKFmgSSu2HH5fEWFfgs3fvAq7cGSNN2FmQeIknXsDW53MHNL25j0k/s1600/410_133.jpg"> <img height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNjrAZo3_Tp3YbFB-QLPP32h_C9VWJ7qZyVb9L54H7xsh6ty1rFQvGv4qSlzNw2U07X0YQ60OMyGDC6DHP2KWyCrJKFmgSSu2HH5fEWFfgs3fvAq7cGSNN2FmQeIknXsDW53MHNL25j0k/s320/410_133.jpg" width="320" /> </a><p>And how nobly it raises our conceit of the mighty, misty monster, to behold him solemnly sailing through a calm tropical sea; his vast, mild head overhung by a canopy of vapour, engendered by his incommunicable contemplations, and that vapour—as you will sometimes see it—glorified by a rainbow, as if Heaven itself had put its seal upon his thoughts. For, d'ye see, rainbows do not visit the clear air; they only irradiate vapour. And so, through all the thick mists of the dim doubts in my mind, divine intuitions now and then shoot, enkindling my fog with a heavenly ray. And for this I thank God; for all have doubts; many deny; but doubts or denials, few along with them, have intuitions. Doubts of all things earthly, and intuitions of some things heavenly; this combination makes neither believer nor infidel, but makes a man who regards them both with equal eye.</p><p>Other poets have warbled the praises of the soft eye of the antelope, and the lovely plumage of the bird that never alights; less celestial, I celebrate a tail.</p><blockquote>Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat.</blockquote><ul id="test"> <li>Nor is it at all prudent for the hunter to be over curious touching the precise nature of the whale spout</li><li> It will not do for him to be peering into it, and putting his face in it</li><li> You cannot go with your pitcher to this fountain and fill it, and bring it away</li><li> For even when coming into slight contact with the outer, vapoury shreds of the jet, which will often happen, your skin will feverishly smart, from the acridness of the thing so touching it</li><li> And I know one, who coming into still closer contact with the spout, whether with some scientific object in view, or otherwise, I cannot say, the skin peeled off from his cheek and arm</li><li> Wherefore, among whalemen, the spout is deemed poisonous; they try to evade it</li> </ul> <ol> <li>For Tharks they were wildly enthusiastic, and before another half hour had passed twenty mounted messengers were speeding across dead sea bottoms to call the hordes together for the expedition</li><li> In three days we were on the march toward Zodanga, one hundred thousand strong, as Tars Tarkas had been able to enlist the services of three smaller hordes on the promise of the great loot of Zodanga</li><li> At the head of the column I rode beside the great Thark while at the heels of my mount trotted my beloved Woola</li><li> We traveled entirely by night, timing our marches so that we camped during the day at deserted cities where, even to the beasts, we were all kept indoors during the daylight hours</li> </ol> <br /> <h1>Example Heading 1</h1> <h2>Example Heading 2</h2> <h3>Example Heading 3</h3> <h4>Example Heading 4</h4> <h5>Example Heading 5</h5> <h6>Example Heading 6</h6> <br />

Nor is It at All Prudent for The Hunter to be Over

Nor is it at all prudent for the hunter to be over curious touching the precise nature of the whale spout. It will not do fo...

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The Other Plan Must be Carried Out

<a class="left" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93jSTXwx8SMnrepIizrJ8EEcOXPMMhZX9OxGok4gH-OGdRnW_kARMZ6YRDYyKMnqPq21TU2vcywumHU3mZfXXkb34YVfrcBYVqYnHaCcr0ZJ9pyaVTqohKUJTQ7zB8rVg5R8i4m_ld1EV/s1600/ComputerDesktopWallpapersCollection369_030.jpg"><img height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93jSTXwx8SMnrepIizrJ8EEcOXPMMhZX9OxGok4gH-OGdRnW_kARMZ6YRDYyKMnqPq21TU2vcywumHU3mZfXXkb34YVfrcBYVqYnHaCcr0ZJ9pyaVTqohKUJTQ7zB8rVg5R8i4m_ld1EV/s320/ComputerDesktopWallpapersCollection369_030.jpg" width="320" /></a><p>The time seemed long; the guide ever and anon left them to take an observation on the edge of the wood, but the guards watched steadily by the glare of the torches, and a dim light crept through the windows of the pagoda.</p> <p>They waited till midnight; but no change took place among the guards, and it became apparent that their yielding to sleep could not be counted on. The other plan must be carried out; an opening in the walls of the pagoda must be made. It remained to ascertain whether the priests were watching by the side of their victim as assiduously as were the soldiers at the door.</p> <p>After a last consultation, the guide announced that he was ready for the attempt, and advanced, followed by the others. They took a roundabout way, so as to get at the pagoda on the rear. They reached the walls about half-past twelve, without having met anyone; here there was no guard, nor were there either windows or doors.</p> <p>The night was dark. The moon, on the wane, scarcely left the horizon, and was covered with heavy clouds; the height of the trees deepened the darkness.</p> <p>It was not enough to reach the walls; an opening in them must be accomplished, and to attain this purpose the party only had their pocket-knives. Happily the temple walls were built of brick and wood, which could be penetrated with little difficulty; after one brick had been taken out, the rest would yield easily.</p>

The Other Plan Must be Carried Out

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Forthwith Flashes of Actual Flame

<p>Flutter, flutter, went the flag, first to the right, then to the left. It was too far for me to recognise anyone there, but afterwards I learned that Ogilvy, Stent, and Henderson were with others in this attempt at communication. This little group had in its advance dragged inward, so to speak, the circumference of the now almost complete circle of people, and a number of dim black figures followed it at discreet distances.</p> <p>Suddenly there was a flash of light, and a quantity of luminous greenish smoke came out of the pit in three distinct puffs, which drove up, one after the other, straight into the still air.</p> <p>This smoke (or flame, perhaps, would be the better word for it) was so bright that the deep blue sky overhead and the hazy stretches of brown common towards Chertsey, set with black pine trees, seemed to darken abruptly as these puffs arose, and to remain the darker after their dispersal. At the same time a faint hissing sound became audible.</p><a class="left" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBjKGkfwCg0CP3cSYgrPU2KzQZ05woGEjUiG705xXZn1-3O8G4yzlMI4x8AKIVp2GWPcQnpdLXX5y9z4TjqXCn9HZvyoSV0_G5kFQLjd156xOMLze8Gpx3JsrwvIRO1gnUL819qbYotA/s1600/thomas07-synthetic-bass.jpg"><img height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBjKGkfwCg0CP3cSYgrPU2KzQZ05woGEjUiG705xXZn1-3O8G4yzlMI4x8AKIVp2GWPcQnpdLXX5y9z4TjqXCn9HZvyoSV0_G5kFQLjd156xOMLze8Gpx3JsrwvIRO1gnUL819qbYotA/s320/thomas07-synthetic-bass.jpg" width="320"></a><p>Beyond the pit stood the little wedge of people with the white flag at its apex, arrested by these phenomena, a little knot of small vertical black shapes upon the black ground. As the green smoke arose, their faces flashed out pallid green, and faded again as it vanished. Then slowly the hissing passed into a humming, into a long, loud, droning noise. Slowly a humped shape rose out of the pit, and the ghost of a beam of light seemed to flicker out from it.</p> <p>Forthwith flashes of actual flame, a bright glare leaping from one to another, sprang from the scattered group of men. It was as if some invisible jet impinged upon them and flashed into white flame. It was as if each man were suddenly and momentarily turned to fire.</p> <p>Then, by the light of their own destruction, I saw them staggering and falling, and their supporters turning to run.</p> <p>I stood staring, not as yet realising that this was death leaping from man to man in that little distant crowd. All I felt was that it was something very strange. An almost noiseless and blinding flash of light, and a man fell headlong and lay still; and as the unseen shaft of heat passed over them, pine trees burst into fire, and every dry furze bush became with one dull thud a mass of flames. And far away towards Knaphill I saw the flashes of trees and hedges and wooden buildings suddenly set alight.</p>

Forthwith Flashes of Actual Flame

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The Fact that Barsoomian Architecture is Extremely Ornate

<a class="left" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkWbKWQJnJnUQtYvtDbDA7CsRg2AEOwGVUskdJeKN34lkzm3Nitu9zrQAG6fUJYTRFL69HU5kUPBOmYynhuTRU_j9Qi3F5-fYCT2h1Q3VKd56nw1XOrEZtMJgeIBexq_Q_D6FeSjUrIIx/s1600/ComputerDesktopWallpapersCollection355_016.jpg"><img height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkWbKWQJnJnUQtYvtDbDA7CsRg2AEOwGVUskdJeKN34lkzm3Nitu9zrQAG6fUJYTRFL69HU5kUPBOmYynhuTRU_j9Qi3F5-fYCT2h1Q3VKd56nw1XOrEZtMJgeIBexq_Q_D6FeSjUrIIx/s320/ComputerDesktopWallpapersCollection355_016.jpg" width="320"/></a><p>It was a long climb up the face of the building, and one fraught with much danger, but there was no other way, and so I essayed the task. The fact that Barsoomian architecture is extremely ornate made the feat much simpler than I had anticipated, since I found ornamental ledges and projections which fairly formed a perfect ladder for me all the way to the eaves of the building. Here I met my first real obstacle. The eaves projected nearly twenty feet from the wall to which I clung, and though I encircled the great building I could find no opening through them.</p><p>The top floor was alight, and filled with soldiers engaged in the pastimes of their kind; I could not, therefore, reach the roof through the building.</p><p>There was one slight, desperate chance, and that I decided I must take—it was for Dejah Thoris, and no man has lived who would not risk a thousand deaths for such as she.</p><p>Clinging to the wall with my feet and one hand, I unloosened one of the long leather straps of my trappings at the end of which dangled a great hook by which air sailors are hung to the sides and bottoms of their craft for various purposes of repair, and by means of which landing parties are lowered to the ground from the battleships.</p><p>I swung this hook cautiously to the roof several times before it finally found lodgment; gently I pulled on it to strengthen its hold, but whether it would bear the weight of my body I did not know. It might be barely caught upon the very outer verge of the roof, so that as my body swung out at the end of the strap it would slip off and launch me to the pavement a thousand feet below.</p><p>An instant I hesitated, and then, releasing my grasp upon the supporting ornament, I swung out into space at the end of the strap. Far below me lay the brilliantly lighted streets, the hard pavements, and death. There was a little jerk at the top of the supporting eaves, and a nasty slipping, grating sound which turned me cold with apprehension; then the hook caught and I was safe.</p>

The Fact that Barsoomian Architecture is Extremely Ornate

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Testing Another Post With a Much Longer Than Norma.

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Testing Another Post With a Much Longer Than Norma.

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