Over the Teacups by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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money,--all which things, they hear, are known in that small Saturn
nearer the sun than the great planet which is their dwelling-place. "I suppose that now they have levelled everything they are quiet and contented. Have they any of those uneasy people called reformers?" "Indeed they have," said my attendant. "There are the Orthobrachians, who declaim against the shameful abuse of the left arm and hand, and insist on restoring their perfect equality with the right. Then there are Isopodic societies, which insist on bringing back the original equality of the upper and lower limbs. If you can believe it, they actually practise going on all fours,--generally in a private way, a few of them together, but hoping to bring the world round to them in the near future." Here I had to stop and laugh. "I should think life might be a little dull in Saturn," I said. "It is liable to that accusation," she answered. "Do you notice how many people you meet with their mouths stretched wide open?" "Yes," I said, "and I do not know what to make of it. I should think every fourth or fifth person had his mouth open in that way." "They are suffering from the endemic disease of their planet, prolonged and inveterate gaping or yawning, which has ended in dislocation of the lower jaw. After a time this becomes fixed, and requires a difficult surgical operation to restore it to its place." |
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