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Thus, may it please your Excellencies, after a series of
great anxieties, unheard-of dangers, and unparalleled escapes, I had, at length,
on the nineteenth day of my departure from Rotterdam, arrived in safety at the
conclusion of a voyage undoubtedly the most extraordinary, and the most
momentous, ever accomplished, undertaken, or conceived by any denizen of earth.
But my adventures yet remain to be related. And indeed your Excellencies may
well imagine that, after a residence of five years upon a planet not only deeply
interesting in its own peculiar character, but rendered doubly so by its
intimate connection, in capacity of satellite, with the world inhabited by man,
I may have intelligence for the private ear of the States' College of
Astronomers of far more importance than the details, however wonderful, of the
mere voyage which so happily concluded. This is, in fact, the case. I
have much --- very much which it would give me the greatest pleasure to
communicate. I have much to say of the climate of the planet; of its wonderful
alternations of heat and cold; of unmitigated and burning sunshine for one
fortnight, and more than polar frigidity for the next; of a constant transfer of
moisture, by distillation like that in vacuo, from the point beneath the
sun to the point the farthest from it; of a variable zone of running water; of
the people themselves; of their manners, customs, and political institutions; of
their peculiar physical construction; of their ugliness; of their want of ears,
those useless appendages in an atmosphere so peculiarly modified; of their
consequent ignorance of the use and properties of speech; of their substitute
for speech in a singular method of inter-communication; of the incomprehensible
connection between each particular individual in the moon, with some particular
individual on the earth --- a connection analogous with, and depending upon that
of the orbs of the planet and the satellite, and by means of which the lives and
destinies of the inhabitants of the one are interwoven with the lives and
destinies of the inhabitants of the other; and above all, if it so please your
Excellencies --- above all of those dark and hideous mysteries which lie in the
outer regions of the moon, --- regions which, owing to the almost miraculous
accordance of the satellite's rotation on its own axis with its sidereal
revolution about the earth, have never yet been turned, and, by God's mercy,
never shall be turned, to the scrutiny of the telescopes of man. All this, and
more --- much more --- would I most willingly detail. But, to be brief, I must
have my reward. I am pining for a return to my family and to my home: and as the
price of any farther communications on my part --- in consideration of the light
which I have it in my power to throw upon many very important branches of
physical and metaphysical science --- I must solicit, through the influence of
your honorable body, a pardon for the crime of which I have been guilty in the
death of the creditors upon my departure from Rotterdam. This, then, is the
object of the present paper. Its bearer, an inhabitant of the moon, whom I have
prevailed upon, and properly instructed, to be my messenger to the earth, will
await your Excellencies' pleasure, and return to me with the pardon in question,
if it can, in any manner, be obtained.
I have the honor to be, etc., your Excellencies' very humble servant, HANS PFAALL Upon finishing the perusal of this very extraordinary document, Professor Rubadub, it is said, dropped his pipe upon the ground in the extremity of his surprise, and Mynheer Superbus Von Underduk having taken off his spectacles, wiped them, and deposited them in his pocket, so far forgot both himself and his dignity, as to turn round three times upon his heel in the quintessence of astonishment and admiration. There was no doubt about the matter --- the pardon should be obtained. So at least swore, with a round oath, Professor Rubadub, and so finally thought the illustrious Von Underduk, as he took the arm of his brother in science, and without saying a word, began to make the best of his way home to deliberate upon the measures to be adopted. Having reached the door, however, of the burgomaster's dwelling, the professor ventured to suggest that as the messenger had thought proper to disappear --- no doubt frightened to death by the savage appearance of the burghers of Rotterdam --- the pardon would be of little use, as no one but a man of the moon would undertake a voyage to so vast a distance. To the truth of this observation the burgomaster assented, and the matter was therefore at an end. Not so, however, rumors and speculations. The letter, having been published, gave rise to a variety of gossip and opinion. Some of the over-wise even made themselves ridiculous by decrying the whole business as nothing better than a hoax. But hoax, with these sort of people, is, I believe, a general term for all matters above their comprehension. For my part, I cannot conceive upon what data they have founded such an accusation. Let us see what they say: Imprimis. That certain wags in Rotterdam have certain especial antipathies to certain burgomasters and astronomers. Secondly. That an odd little dwarf and bottle conjurer, both of whose ears, for some misdemeanor, have been cut off close to his head, has been missing for several days from the neighboring city of Bruges. Thirdly. That the newspapers which were stuck all over the little balloon, were newspapers of Holland, and therefore could not have been made in the moon. They were dirty papers --- very dirty --- and Gluck, the printer, would take his bible oath to their having been printed in Rotterdam. Fourthly. That Hans Pfaall himself, the drunken villain, and the three very idle gentlemen styled his creditors, were all seen, no longer than two or three days ago, in a tippling house in the suburbs, having just returned, with money in their pockets, from a trip beyond the sea. Lastly. That it is an opinion very generally received, or which ought to be generally received, that the College of Astronomers in the city of Rotterdam, as well as all other colleges in all other parts of the world, --- not to mention colleges and astronomers in general, --- are, to say the least of the matter, not a whit better, nor greater, nor wiser than they ought to be. NOTE. --- Strictly speaking, there is but little similarity between the above sketchy trifle, and the celebrated "Moon-Story'' of Mr. Locke; but as both have the character of hoaxes, (although the one is in a tone of banter, the other of downright earnest,) and as both hoaxes are on the same subject, the moon --- moreover, as both attempt to give plausibility by scientific detail --- the author of "Hans Pfaall'' thinks it necessary to say, in self-defence, that his own jeu d'esprit was published, in the "Southern Literary Messenger,'' about three weeks before the commencement of Mr. L's in the "New York Sun.'' Fancying a likeness which, perhaps, does not exist, some of the New York papers copied "Hans Pfaall,'' and collated it with the "Moon-Hoax,'' by way of detecting the writer of the one in the writer of the other. As many more persons were actually gulled by the "Moon-Hoax'' than would be willing to acknowledge the fact, it may here afford some little amusement to show why no one should have been deceived --- to point out those particulars of the story which should have been sufficient to establish its real character. Indeed, however rich the imagination displayed in this ingenious fiction, it wanted much of the force which might have been given it by a more scrupulous attention to facts and to general analogy. That the public were misled, even for an instant, merely proves the gross ignorance which is so generally prevalent upon subjects of an astronomical nature.
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