although there was so little effort needed in walking. As I pondered the
doctor's idea, it seemed to me more and more that he must be right. We
were certainly held to the moon where we were by gravitation. It was just
as true that near the surface of the earth its superior attraction would
draw all objects to itself. Accordingly, if we kept on our way, why should
we not in time come to a place where we could throw ourselves once more
under the influence of the old earth, now becoming very dear to us?

Thinking chiefly of this subject and talking of it every day, we labored
on, and finally were wonderfully encouraged with the belief that we were
actually walking easier and everything was becoming lighter. Soon this
belief became a certainty, and, since leaping was no effort, we leaped
with joy and hope.

And now how shall I describe our sensations as we went bounding along,
hardly touching the ground, until we finally came to the place where it
was not necessary to touch the ground at all? Now we knew that by going
only a little further we should be able to mount our car and set sail for
the earth again. But with this knowledge we lost at once much of our
desire, and thought we would not hasten our departure. Here we were,
absolutely floating in the air, and it maybe believed that the feeling was
as delicious as it was unique. Using our hands as fins we could with the
slightest effort sail around at pleasure, resting in any position we chose
to take, truly a most luxurious experience.

"How shall we make our friends believe all this when we try to tell them
about it, Doctor?" said I.

"The best way to make them believe it," he replied, "is to bring them up
here and let them try it for themselves. I propose to organize an