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A Princess of Mars

            Edgar Rice Burroughs

            Chapter 3 - My Advent on Mars
 
 

            I opened my eyes upon a strange and weird landscape. I knew that I was on Mars;
            not once did I question either my sanity or my wakefulness. I was not asleep, no need
            for pinching here; my inner consciousness told me as plainly that I was upon Mars as
            your conscious mind tells you that you are upon Earth. You do not question the fact;
            neither did I.

            I found myself lying prone upon a bed of yellowish, mosslike vegetation which
            stretched around me in all directions for interminable miles. I seemed to be lying in a
            deep, circular basin, along the outer verge of which I could distinguish the
            irregularities of low hills.

            It was midday, the sun was shining full upon me and the heat of it was rather intense
            upon my naked body, yet no greater than would have been true under similar
            conditions on an Arizona desert. Here and there were slight outcroppings of
            quartz-bearing rock which glistened in the sunlight; and a little to my left, perhaps a
            hundred yards, appeared a low, walled enclosure about four feet in height. No water,
            and no other vegetation than the moss was in evidence, and as I was somewhat
            thirsty I determined to do a little exploring.

            Springing to my feet I received my first Martian surprise, for the effort, which on Earth
            would have brought me standing upright, carried me into the Martian air to the height
            of about three yards. I alighted softly upon the ground, however, without appreciable
            shock or jar. Now commenced a series of evolutions which even then seemed
            ludicrous in the extreme. I found that I must learn to walk all over again, as the
            muscular exertion which carried me easily and safely upon Earth played strange
            antics with me upon Mars.

            Instead of progressing in a sane and dignified manner, my attempts to walk resulted
            in a variety of hops which took me clear of the ground a couple of feet at each step
            and landed me sprawling upon my face or back at the end of each second or third
            hop. My muscles, perfectly attuned and accustomed to the force of gravity on Earth,
            played the mischief with me in attempting for the first time to cope with the lesser
            gravitation and lower air pressure on Mars.

            I was determined, however, to explore the low structure which was the only evidence
            of habitation in sight, and so I hit upon the unique plan of reverting to first principles in
            locomotion, creeping. I did fairly well at this and in a few moments had reached the
            low, encircling wall of the enclosure.

            There appeared to be no doors or windows upon the side nearest me, but as the wall
            was but about four feet high I cautiously gained my feet and peered over the top upon
            the strangest sight it had ever been given me to see.

            The roof of the enclosure was of solid glass about four or five inches in thickness, and
            beneath this were several hundred large eggs, perfectly round and snowy white. The
            eggs were nearly uniform in size being about two and one-half feet in diameter.

            Five or six had already hatched and the grotesque caricatures which sat blinking in the
            sunlight were enough to cause me to doubt my sanity. They seemed mostly head,
            with little scrawny bodies, long necks and six legs, or, as I afterward learned, two
            legs and two arms, with an intermediary pair of limbs which could be used at will
            either as arms or legs. Their eyes were set at the extreme sides of their heads a trifle
            above the center and protruded in such a manner that they could be directed either
            forward or back and also independently of each other, thus permitting this queer
            animal to look in any direction, or in two directions at once, without the necessity of
            turning the head.

            The ears, which were slightly above the eyes and closer together, were small,
            cup-shaped antennae, protruding not more than an inch on these young specimens.
            Their noses were but longitudinal slits in the center of their faces, midway between
            their mouths and ears.

            There was no hair on their bodies, which were of a very light yellowish-green color. In
            the adults, as I was to learn quite soon, this color deepens to an olive green and is
            darker in the male than in the female. Further, the heads of the adults are not so out
            of proportion to their bodies as in the case of the young.

            The iris of the eyes is blood red, as in Albinos, while the pupil is dark. The eyeball
            itself is very white, as are the teeth. These latter add a most ferocious appearance to
            an otherwise fearsome and terrible countenance, as the lower tusks curve upward to
            sharp points which end about where the eyes of earthly human beings are located.
            The whiteness of the teeth is not that of ivory, but of the snowiest and most gleaming
            of china. Against the dark background of their olive skins their tusks stand out in a
            most striking manner, making these weapons present a singularly formidable
            appearance.

            Most of these details I noted later, for I was given but little time to speculate on the
            wonders of my new discovery. I had seen that the eggs were in the process of
            hatching, and as I stood watching the hideous little monsters break from their shells I
            failed to note the approach of a score of full-grown Martians from behind me.

            Coming, as they did, over the soft and soundless moss, which covers practically the
            entire surface of Mars with the exception of the frozen areas at the poles and the
            scattered cultivated districts, they might have captured me easily, but their intentions
            were far more sinister. It was the rattling of the accouterments of the foremost
            warrior which warned me.

            On such a little thing my life hung that I often marvel that I escaped so easily. Had not
            the rifle of the leader of the party swung from its fastenings beside his saddle in such
            a way as to strike against the butt of his great metal shod spear I should have snuffed
            out without ever knowing that death was near me. But the little sound caused me to
            turn, and there upon me, not ten feet from my breast, was the point of that huge
            spear, a spear forty feet long, tipped with gleaming metal, and held low at the side of
            a mounted replica of the little devils I had been watching.

            But how puny and harmless they now looked beside this huge and terrific incarnation
            of hate, of vengeance and of death. The man himself, for such I may call him, was
            fully fifteen feet in height and, on Earth, would have weighed some four hundred
            pounds. He sat his mount as we sit a horse, grasping the animal's barrel with his
            lower limbs, while the hands of his two right arms held his immense spear low at the
            side of his mount; his two left arms were outstretched laterally to help preserve his
            balance, the thing he rode having neither bridle or reins of any description for
            guidance.

            And his mount! How can earthly words describe it! It towered ten feet at the shoulder;
            had four legs on either side; a broad flat tail, larger at the tip than at the root, and
            which it held straight out behind while running; a gaping mouth which split its head
            from its snout to its long, massive neck.

            Like its master, it was entirely devoid of hair, but was of a dark slate color and
            exceeding smooth and glossy. Its belly was white, and its legs shaded from the slate
            of its shoulders and hips to a vivid yellow at the feet. The feet themselves were
            heavily padded and nailless, which fact had also contributed to the noiselessness of
            their approach, and, in common with a multiplicity of legs, is a characteristic feature of
            the fauna of Mars. The highest type of man and one other animal, the only mammal
            existing on Mars, alone have well-formed nails, and there are absolutely no hoofed
            animals in existence there.

            Behind this first charging demon trailed nineteen others, similar in all respects, but, as
            I learned later, bearing individual characteristics peculiar to themselves; precisely as
            no two of us are identical although we are all cast in a similar mold. This picture, or
            rather materialized nightmare, which I have described at length, made but one terrible
            and swift impression on me as I turned to meet it.

            Unarmed and naked as I was, the first law of nature manifested itself in the only
            possible solution of my immediate problem, and that was to get out of the vicinity of
            the point of the charging spear. Consequently I gave a very earthly and at the same
            time superhuman leap to reach the top of the Martian incubator, for such I had
            determined it must be.

            My effort was crowned with a success which appalled me no less than it seemed to
            surprise the Martian warriors, for it carried me fully thirty feet into the air and landed
            me a hundred feet from my pursuers and on the opposite side of the enclosure.

            I alighted upon the soft moss easily and without mishap, and turning saw my enemies
            lined up along the further wall. Some were surveying me with expressions which I
            afterward discovered marked extreme astonishment, and the others were evidently
            satisfying themselves that I had not molested their young.

            They were conversing together in low tones, and gesticulating and pointing toward
            me. Their discovery that I had not harmed the little Martians, and that I was unarmed,
            must have caused them to look upon me with less ferocity; but, as I was to learn
            later, the thing which weighed most in my favor was my exhibition of hurdling.

            While the Martians are immense, their bones are very large and they are muscled
            only in proportion to the gravitation which they must overcome. The result is that they
            are infinitely less agile and less powerful, in proportion to their weight, than an Earth
            man, and I doubt that were one of them suddenly to be transported to Earth he could
            lift his own weight from the ground; in fact, I am convinced that he could not do so.

            My feat then was as marvelous upon Mars as it would have been upon Earth, and
            from desiring to annihilate me they suddenly looked upon me as a wonderful discovery
            to be captured and exhibited among their fellows.

            The respite my unexpected agility had given me permitted me to formulate plans for
            the immediate future and to note more closely the appearance of the warriors, for I
            could not disassociate these people in my mind from those other warriors who, only
            the day before, had been pursuing me.

            I noted that each was armed with several other weapons in addition to the huge spear
            which I have described. The weapon which caused me to decide against an attempt
            at escape by flight was what was evidently a rifle of some description, and which I
            felt, for some reason, they were peculiarly efficient in handling.

            These rifles were of a white metal stocked with wood, which I learned later was a
            very light and intensely hard growth much prized on Mars, and entirely unknown to us
            denizens of Earth. The metal of the barrel is an alloy composed principally of
            aluminum and steel which they have learned to temper to a hardness far exceeding
            that of the steel with which we are familiar. The weight of these rifles is comparatively
            little, and with the small caliber, explosive, radium projectiles which they use, and the
            great length of the barrel, they are deadly in the extreme and at ranges which would
            be unthinkable on Earth. The theoretic effective radius of this rifle is three hundred
            miles, but the best they can do in actual service when equipped with their wireless
            finders and sighters is but a trifle over two hundred miles.

            This is quite far enough to imbue me with great respect for the Martian firearm, and
            some telepathic force must have warned me against an attempt to escape in broad
            daylight from under the muzzles of twenty of these death-dealing machines.

            The Martians, after conversing for a short time, turned and rode away in the direction
            from which they had come, leaving one of their number alone by the enclosure. When
            they had covered perhaps two hundred yards they halted, and turning their mounts
            toward us sat watching the warrior by the enclosure.

            He was the one whose spear had so nearly transfixed me, and was evidently the
            leader of the band, as I had noted that they seemed to have moved to their present
            position at his direction. When his force had come to a halt he dismounted, threw
            down his spear and small arms, and came around the end of the incubator toward
            me, entirely unarmed and as naked as I, except for the ornaments strapped upon his
            head, limbs, and breast.

            When he was within about fifty feet of me he unclasped an enormous metal armlet,
            and holding it toward me in the open palm of his hand, addressed me in a clear,
            resonant voice, but in a language, it is needless to say, I could not understand. He
            then stopped as though waiting for my reply, pricking up his antennae-like ears and
            cocking his strange-looking eyes still further toward me.

            As the silence became painful I concluded to hazard a little conversation on my own
            part, as I had guessed that he was making overtures of peace. The throwing down of
            his weapons and the withdrawing of his troop before his advance toward me would
            have signified a peaceful mission anywhere on Earth, so why not, then, on Mars!

            Placing my hand over my heart I bowed low to the Martian and explained to him that
            while I did not understand his language, his actions spoke for the peace and
            friendship that at the present moment were most dear to my heart. Of course I might
            have been a babbling brook for all the intelligence my speech carried to him, but he
            understood the action with which I immediately followed my words.

            Stretching my hand toward him, I advanced and took the armlet from his open palm,
            clasping it about my arm above the elbow; smiled at him and stood waiting. His wide
            mouth spread into an answering smile, and locking one of his intermediary arms in
            mine we turned and walked back toward his mount. At the same time he motioned his
            followers to advance. They started toward us on a wild run, but were checked by a
            signal from him. Evidently he feared that were I to be really frightened again I might
            jump entirely out of the landscape.

            He exchanged a few words with his men, motioned to me that I would ride behind one
            of them, and then mounted his own animal. The fellow designated reached down two
            or three hands and lifted me up behind him on the glossy back of his mount, where I
            hung on as best I could by the belts and straps which held the Martian's weapons and
            ornaments.

            The entire cavalcade then turned and galloped away toward the range of hills in the
            distance. A Princess of Mars

            Edgar Rice Burroughs

            Chapter 3 - My Advent on Mars
 
 

            I opened my eyes upon a strange and weird landscape. I knew that I was on Mars;
            not once did I question either my sanity or my wakefulness. I was not asleep, no need
            for pinching here; my inner consciousness told me as plainly that I was upon Mars as
            your conscious mind tells you that you are upon Earth. You do not question the fact;
            neither did I.

            I found myself lying prone upon a bed of yellowish, mosslike vegetation which
            stretched around me in all directions for interminable miles. I seemed to be lying in a
            deep, circular basin, along the outer verge of which I could distinguish the
            irregularities of low hills.

            It was midday, the sun was shining full upon me and the heat of it was rather intense
            upon my naked body, yet no greater than would have been true under similar
            conditions on an Arizona desert. Here and there were slight outcroppings of
            quartz-bearing rock which glistened in the sunlight; and a little to my left, perhaps a
            hundred yards, appeared a low, walled enclosure about four feet in height. No water,
            and no other vegetation than the moss was in evidence, and as I was somewhat
            thirsty I determined to do a little exploring.

            Springing to my feet I received my first Martian surprise, for the effort, which on Earth
            would have brought me standing upright, carried me into the Martian air to the height
            of about three yards. I alighted softly upon the ground, however, without appreciable
            shock or jar. Now commenced a series of evolutions which even then seemed
            ludicrous in the extreme. I found that I must learn to walk all over again, as the
            muscular exertion which carried me easily and safely upon Earth played strange
            antics with me upon Mars.

            Instead of progressing in a sane and dignified manner, my attempts to walk resulted
            in a variety of hops which took me clear of the ground a couple of feet at each step
            and landed me sprawling upon my face or back at the end of each second or third
            hop. My muscles, perfectly attuned and accustomed to the force of gravity on Earth,
            played the mischief with me in attempting for the first time to cope with the lesser
            gravitation and lower air pressure on Mars.

            I was determined, however, to explore the low structure which was the only evidence
            of habitation in sight, and so I hit upon the unique plan of reverting to first principles in
            locomotion, creeping. I did fairly well at this and in a few moments had reached the
            low, encircling wall of the enclosure.

            There appeared to be no doors or windows upon the side nearest me, but as the wall
            was but about four feet high I cautiously gained my feet and peered over the top upon
            the strangest sight it had ever been given me to see.

            The roof of the enclosure was of solid glass about four or five inches in thickness, and
            beneath this were several hundred large eggs, perfectly round and snowy white. The
            eggs were nearly uniform in size being about two and one-half feet in diameter.

            Five or six had already hatched and the grotesque caricatures which sat blinking in the
            sunlight were enough to cause me to doubt my sanity. They seemed mostly head,
            with little scrawny bodies, long necks and six legs, or, as I afterward learned, two
            legs and two arms, with an intermediary pair of limbs which could be used at will
            either as arms or legs. Their eyes were set at the extreme sides of their heads a trifle
            above the center and protruded in such a manner that they could be directed either
            forward or back and also independently of each other, thus permitting this queer
            animal to look in any direction, or in two directions at once, without the necessity of
            turning the head.

            The ears, which were slightly above the eyes and closer together, were small,
            cup-shaped antennae, protruding not more than an inch on these young specimens.
            Their noses were but longitudinal slits in the center of their faces, midway between
            their mouths and ears.

            There was no hair on their bodies, which were of a very light yellowish-green color. In
            the adults, as I was to learn quite soon, this color deepens to an olive green and is
            darker in the male than in the female. Further, the heads of the adults are not so out
            of proportion to their bodies as in the case of the young.

            The iris of the eyes is blood red, as in Albinos, while the pupil is dark. The eyeball
            itself is very white, as are the teeth. These latter add a most ferocious appearance to
            an otherwise fearsome and terrible countenance, as the lower tusks curve upward to
            sharp points which end about where the eyes of earthly human beings are located.
            The whiteness of the teeth is not that of ivory, but of the snowiest and most gleaming
            of china. Against the dark background of their olive skins their tusks stand out in a
            most striking manner, making these weapons present a singularly formidable
            appearance.

            Most of these details I noted later, for I was given but little time to speculate on the
            wonders of my new discovery. I had seen that the eggs were in the process of
            hatching, and as I stood watching the hideous little monsters break from their shells I
            failed to note the approach of a score of full-grown Martians from behind me.

            Coming, as they did, over the soft and soundless moss, which covers practically the
            entire surface of Mars with the exception of the frozen areas at the poles and the
            scattered cultivated districts, they might have captured me easily, but their intentions
            were far more sinister. It was the rattling of the accouterments of the foremost
            warrior which warned me.

            On such a little thing my life hung that I often marvel that I escaped so easily. Had not
            the rifle of the leader of the party swung from its fastenings beside his saddle in such
            a way as to strike against the butt of his great metal shod spear I should have snuffed
            out without ever knowing that death was near me. But the little sound caused me to
            turn, and there upon me, not ten feet from my breast, was the point of that huge
            spear, a spear forty feet long, tipped with gleaming metal, and held low at the side of
            a mounted replica of the little devils I had been watching.

            But how puny and harmless they now looked beside this huge and terrific incarnation
            of hate, of vengeance and of death. The man himself, for such I may call him, was
            fully fifteen feet in height and, on Earth, would have weighed some four hundred
            pounds. He sat his mount as we sit a horse, grasping the animal's barrel with his
            lower limbs, while the hands of his two right arms held his immense spear low at the
            side of his mount; his two left arms were outstretched laterally to help preserve his
            balance, the thing he rode having neither bridle or reins of any description for
            guidance.

            And his mount! How can earthly words describe it! It towered ten feet at the shoulder;
            had four legs on either side; a broad flat tail, larger at the tip than at the root, and
            which it held straight out behind while running; a gaping mouth which split its head
            from its snout to its long, massive neck.

            Like its master, it was entirely devoid of hair, but was of a dark slate color and
            exceeding smooth and glossy. Its belly was white, and its legs shaded from the slate
            of its shoulders and hips to a vivid yellow at the feet. The feet themselves were
            heavily padded and nailless, which fact had also contributed to the noiselessness of
            their approach, and, in common with a multiplicity of legs, is a characteristic feature of
            the fauna of Mars. The highest type of man and one other animal, the only mammal
            existing on Mars, alone have well-formed nails, and there are absolutely no hoofed
            animals in existence there.

            Behind this first charging demon trailed nineteen others, similar in all respects, but, as
            I learned later, bearing individual characteristics peculiar to themselves; precisely as
            no two of us are identical although we are all cast in a similar mold. This picture, or
            rather materialized nightmare, which I have described at length, made but one terrible
            and swift impression on me as I turned to meet it.

            Unarmed and naked as I was, the first law of nature manifested itself in the only
            possible solution of my immediate problem, and that was to get out of the vicinity of
            the point of the charging spear. Consequently I gave a very earthly and at the same
            time superhuman leap to reach the top of the Martian incubator, for such I had
            determined it must be.

            My effort was crowned with a success which appalled me no less than it seemed to
            surprise the Martian warriors, for it carried me fully thirty feet into the air and landed
            me a hundred feet from my pursuers and on the opposite side of the enclosure.

            I alighted upon the soft moss easily and without mishap, and turning saw my enemies
            lined up along the further wall. Some were surveying me with expressions which I
            afterward discovered marked extreme astonishment, and the others were evidently
            satisfying themselves that I had not molested their young.

            They were conversing together in low tones, and gesticulating and pointing toward
            me. Their discovery that I had not harmed the little Martians, and that I was unarmed,
            must have caused them to look upon me with less ferocity; but, as I was to learn
            later, the thing which weighed most in my favor was my exhibition of hurdling.

            While the Martians are immense, their bones are very large and they are muscled
            only in proportion to the gravitation which they must overcome. The result is that they
            are infinitely less agile and less powerful, in proportion to their weight, than an Earth
            man, and I doubt that were one of them suddenly to be transported to Earth he could
            lift his own weight from the ground; in fact, I am convinced that he could not do so.

            My feat then was as marvelous upon Mars as it would have been upon Earth, and
            from desiring to annihilate me they suddenly looked upon me as a wonderful discovery
            to be captured and exhibited among their fellows.

            The respite my unexpected agility had given me permitted me to formulate plans for
            the immediate future and to note more closely the appearance of the warriors, for I
            could not disassociate these people in my mind from those other warriors who, only
            the day before, had been pursuing me.

            I noted that each was armed with several other weapons in addition to the huge spear
            which I have described. The weapon which caused me to decide against an attempt
            at escape by flight was what was evidently a rifle of some description, and which I
            felt, for some reason, they were peculiarly efficient in handling.

            These rifles were of a white metal stocked with wood, which I learned later was a
            very light and intensely hard growth much prized on Mars, and entirely unknown to us
            denizens of Earth. The metal of the barrel is an alloy composed principally of
            aluminum and steel which they have learned to temper to a hardness far exceeding
            that of the steel with which we are familiar. The weight of these rifles is comparatively
            little, and with the small caliber, explosive, radium projectiles which they use, and the
            great length of the barrel, they are deadly in the extreme and at ranges which would
            be unthinkable on Earth. The theoretic effective radius of this rifle is three hundred
            miles, but the best they can do in actual service when equipped with their wireless
            finders and sighters is but a trifle over two hundred miles.

            This is quite far enough to imbue me with great respect for the Martian firearm, and
            some telepathic force must have warned me against an attempt to escape in broad
            daylight from under the muzzles of twenty of these death-dealing machines.

            The Martians, after conversing for a short time, turned and rode away in the direction
            from which they had come, leaving one of their number alone by the enclosure. When
            they had covered perhaps two hundred yards they halted, and turning their mounts
            toward us sat watching the warrior by the enclosure.

            He was the one whose spear had so nearly transfixed me, and was evidently the
            leader of the band, as I had noted that they seemed to have moved to their present
            position at his direction. When his force had come to a halt he dismounted, threw
            down his spear and small arms, and came around the end of the incubator toward
            me, entirely unarmed and as naked as I, except for the ornaments strapped upon his
            head, limbs, and breast.

            When he was within about fifty feet of me he unclasped an enormous metal armlet,
            and holding it toward me in the open palm of his hand, addressed me in a clear,
            resonant voice, but in a language, it is needless to say, I could not understand. He
            then stopped as though waiting for my reply, pricking up his antennae-like ears and
            cocking his strange-looking eyes still further toward me.

            As the silence became painful I concluded to hazard a little conversation on my own
            part, as I had guessed that he was making overtures of peace. The throwing down of
            his weapons and the withdrawing of his troop before his advance toward me would
            have signified a peaceful mission anywhere on Earth, so why not, then, on Mars!

            Placing my hand over my heart I bowed low to the Martian and explained to him that
            while I did not understand his language, his actions spoke for the peace and
            friendship that at the present moment were most dear to my heart. Of course I might
            have been a babbling brook for all the intelligence my speech carried to him, but he
            understood the action with which I immediately followed my words.

            Stretching my hand toward him, I advanced and took the armlet from his open palm,
            clasping it about my arm above the elbow; smiled at him and stood waiting. His wide
            mouth spread into an answering smile, and locking one of his intermediary arms in
            mine we turned and walked back toward his mount. At the same time he motioned his
            followers to advance. They started toward us on a wild run, but were checked by a
            signal from him. Evidently he feared that were I to be really frightened again I might
            jump entirely out of the landscape.

            He exchanged a few words with his men, motioned to me that I would ride behind one
            of them, and then mounted his own animal. The fellow designated reached down two
            or three hands and lifted me up behind him on the glossy back of his mount, where I
            hung on as best I could by the belts and straps which held the Martian's weapons and
            ornaments.

            The entire cavalcade then turned and galloped away toward the range of hills in the
            distance.
Chapter 4 - A Prisoner
 
 

            We had gone perhaps ten miles when the ground began to rise very rapidly. We
            were, as I was later to learn, nearing the edge of one of Mars' long-dead seas, in the
            bottom of which my encounter with the Martians had taken place.

            In a short time we gained the foot of the mountains, and after traversing a narrow
            gorge came to an open valley, at the far extremity of which was a low table land upon
            which I beheld an enormous city. Toward this we galloped, entering it by what
            appeared to be a ruined roadway leading out from the city, but only to the edge of the
            table land, where it ended abruptly in a flight of broad steps.

            Upon closer observation I saw as we passed them that the buildings were deserted,
            and while not greatly decayed had the appearance of not having been tenanted for
            years, possibly for ages. Toward the center of the city was a large plaza, and upon
            this and in the buildings immediately surrounding it were camped some nine or ten
            hundred creatures of the same breed as my captors, for such I now considered them
            despite the suave manner in which I had been trapped.

            With the exception of their ornaments all were naked. The women varied in
            appearance but little from the men, except that their tusks were much larger in
            proportion to their height, in some instances curving nearly to their high-set ears. Their
            bodies were smaller and lighter in color, and their fingers and toes bore the rudiments
            of nails, which were entirely lacking among the males. The adult females ranged in
            height from ten to twelve feet.

            The children were light in color, even lighter than the women, and all looked precisely
            alike to me, except that some were taller than others; older, I presumed.

            I saw no signs of extreme age among them, nor is there any appreciable difference in
            their appearance from the age of maturity, about forty, until, at about the age of one
            thousand years, they go voluntarily upon their last strange pilgrimage down the river
            Iss, which leads no living Martian knows whither and from whose bosom no Martian
            has ever returned, or would be allowed to live did he return after once embarking
            upon its cold, dark waters.

            Only about one Martian in a thousand dies of sickness or disease, and possibly about
            twenty take the voluntary pilgrimage. The other nine hundred and seventy-nine die
            violent deaths in duels, in hunting, in aviation and in war; but perhaps by far the
            greatest death loss comes during the age of childhood, when vast numbers of the
            little Martians fall victims to the great white apes of Mars.

            The average life expectancy of a Martian after the age of maturity is about three
            hundred years, but would be nearer the one-thousand mark were it not for the various
            means leading to violent death. Owing to the waning resources of the planet it
            evidently became necessary to counteract the increasing longevity which their
            remarkable skill in therapeutics and surgery produced, and so human life has come to
            be considered but lightly on Mars, as is evidenced by their dangerous sports and the
            almost continual warfare between the various communities.

            There are other and natural causes tending toward a diminution of population, but
            nothing contributes so greatly to this end as the fact that no male or female Martian is
            ever voluntarily without a weapon of destruction.

            As we neared the plaza and my presence was discovered we were immediately
            surrounded by hundreds of the creatures who seemed anxious to pluck me from my
            seat behind my guard. A word from the leader of the party stilled their clamor, and we
            proceeded at a trot across the plaza to the entrance of as magnificent an edifice as
            mortal eye has rested upon.

            The building was low, but covered an enormous area. It was constructed of gleaming
            white marble inlaid with gold and brilliant stones which sparkled and scintillated in the
            sunlight. The main entrance was some hundred feet in width and projected from the
            building proper to form a huge canopy above the entrance hall. There was no
            stairway, but a gentle incline to the first floor of the building opened into an enormous
            chamber encircled by galleries.

            On the floor of this chamber, which was dotted with highly carved wooden desks and
            chairs, were assembled about forty or fifty male Martians around the steps of a
            rostrum. On the platform proper squatted an enormous warrior heavily loaded with
            metal ornaments, gay-colored feathers and beautifully wrought leather trappings
            ingeniously set with precious stones. From his shoulders depended a short cape of
            white fur lined with brilliant scarlet silk.

            What struck me as most remarkable about this assemblage and the hall in which they
            were congregated was the fact that the creatures were entirely out of proportion to
            the desks, chairs, and other furnishings; these being of a size adapted to human
            beings such as I, whereas the great bulks of the Martians could scarcely have
            squeezed into the chairs, nor was there room beneath the desks for their long legs.
            Evidently, then, there were other denizens on Mars than the wild and grotesque
            creatures into whose hands I had fallen, but the evidences of extreme antiquity which
            showed all around me indicated that these buildings might have belonged to some
            long-extinct and forgotten race in the dim antiquity of Mars.

            Our party had halted at the entrance to the building, and at a sign from the leader I
            had been lowered to the ground. Again locking his arm in mine, we had proceeded
            into the audience chamber. There were few formalities observed in approaching the
            Martian chieftain. My captor merely strode up to the rostrum, the others making way
            for him as he advanced. The chieftain rose to his feet and uttered the name of my
            escort who, in turn, halted and repeated the name of the ruler followed by his title.

            At the time, this ceremony and the words they uttered meant nothing to me, but later I
            came to know that this was the customary greeting between green Martians. Had the
            men been strangers, and therefore unable to exchange names, they would have
            silently exchanged ornaments, had their missions been peaceful--otherwise they
            would have exchanged shots, or have fought out their introduction with some other of
            their various weapons.

            My captor, whose name was Tars Tarkas, was virtually the vice-chieftain of the
            community, and a man of great ability as a statesman and warrior. He evidently
            explained briefly the incidents connected with his expedition, including my capture, and
            when he had concluded the chieftain addressed me at some length.

            I replied in our good old English tongue merely to convince him that neither of us could
            understand the other; but I noticed that when I smiled slightly on concluding, he did
            likewise. This fact, and the similar occurrence during my first talk with Tars Tarkas,
            convinced me that we had at least something in common; the ability to smile,
            therefore to laugh; denoting a sense of humor. But I was to learn that the Martian
            smile is merely perfunctory, and that the Martian laugh is a thing to cause strong men
            to blanch in horror.

            The ideas of humor among the green men of Mars are widely at variance with our
            conceptions of incitants to merriment. The death agonies of a fellow being are, to
            these strange creatures provocative of the wildest hilarity, while their chief form of
            commonest amusement is to inflict death on their prisoners of war in various ingenious
            and horrible ways.

            The assembled warriors and chieftains examined me closely, feeling my muscles and
            the texture of my skin. The principal chieftain then evidently signified a desire to see
            me perform, and, motioning me to follow, he started with Tars Tarkas for the open
            plaza.

            Now, I had made no attempt to walk, since my first signal failure, except while tightly
            grasping Tars Tarkas' arm, and so now I went skipping and flitting about among the
            desks and chairs like some monstrous grasshopper. After bruising myself severely,
            much to the amusement of the Martians, I again had recourse to creeping, but this did
            not suit them and I was roughly jerked to my feet by a towering fellow who had
            laughed most heartily at my misfortunes.

            As he banged me down upon my feet his face was bent close to mine and I did the
            only thing a gentleman might do under the circumstances of brutality, boorishness,
            and lack of consideration for a stranger's rights; I swung my fist squarely to his jaw
            and he went down like a felled ox. As he sunk to the floor I wheeled around with my
            back toward the nearest desk, expecting to be overwhelmed by the vengeance of his
            fellows, but determined to give them as good a battle as the unequal odds would
            permit before I gave up my life.

            My fears were groundless, however, as the other Martians, at first struck dumb with
            wonderment, finally broke into wild peals of laughter and applause. I did not recognize
            the applause as such, but later, when I had become acquainted with their customs, I
            learned that I had won what they seldom accord, a manifestation of approbation.

            The fellow whom I had struck lay where he had fallen, nor did any of his mates
            approach him. Tars Tarkas advanced toward me, holding out one of his arms, and we
            thus proceeded to the plaza without further mishap. I did not, of course, know the
            reason for which we had come to the open, but I was not long in being enlightened.
            They first repeated the word "sak" a number of times, and then Tars Tarkas made
            several jumps, repeating the same word before each leap; then, turning to me, he
            said, "sak!" I saw what they were after, and gathering myself together I "sakked" with
            such marvelous success that I cleared a good hundred and fifty feet; nor did I this
            time, lose my equilibrium, but landed squarely upon my feet without falling. I then
            returned by easy jumps of twenty- five or thirty feet to the little group of warriors.

            My exhibition had been witnessed by several hundred lesser Martians, and they
            immediately broke into demands for a repetition, which the chieftain then ordered me
            to make; but I was both hungry and thirsty, and determined on the spot that my only
            method of salvation was to demand the consideration from these creatures which
            they evidently would not voluntarily accord. I therefore ignored the repeated
            commands to "sak," and each time they were made I motioned to my mouth and
            rubbed my stomach.

            Tars Tarkas and the chief exchanged a few words, and the former, calling to a young
            female among the throng, gave her some instructions and motioned me to accompany
            her. I grasped her proffered arm and together we crossed the plaza toward a large
            building on the far side.

            My fair companion was about eight feet tall, having just arrived at maturity, but not yet
            to her full height. She was of a light olive-green color, with a smooth, glossy hide. Her
            name, as I afterward learned, was Sola, and she belonged to the retinue of Tars
            Tarkas. She conducted me to a spacious chamber in one of the buildings fronting on
            the plaza, and which, from the litter of silks and furs upon the floor, I took to be the
            sleeping quarters of several of the natives.

            The room was well lighted by a number of large windows and was beautifully
            decorated with mural paintings and mosaics, but upon all there seemed to rest that
            indefinable touch of the finger of antiquity which convinced me that the architects and
            builders of these wondrous creations had nothing in common with the crude
            half-brutes which now occupied them.

            Sola motioned me to be seated upon a pile of silks near the center of the room, and,
            turning, made a peculiar hissing sound, as though signaling to someone in an adjoining
            room. In response to her call I obtained my first sight of a new Martian wonder. It
            waddled in on its ten short legs, and squatted down before the girl like an obedient
            puppy. The thing was about the size of a Shetland pony, but its head bore a slight
            resemblance to that of a frog, except that the jaws were equipped with three rows of
            long, sharp tusks.

                                                            

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