HERE ends what I call "My Journal"of our voyage on board the raft,which journal was happily saved from the wreck.I proceed with my narrative as I did before I commenced my daily notes.
What happened when the terrible shock took place,when the raft was cast upon the rocky shore,it would be impossible for me now to say.I felt myself precipitated violently into the boiling waves,and if I escaped from a certain and cruel death,it was wholly owing to the determination of the faithful Hans,who,clutching me by the arm,saved me from the yawning abyss.
The courageous Icelander then carried me in his powerful arms,far out of the reach of the waves,and laid me down upon a burning expanse of sand,where I found myself some time afterwards in the company of my uncle,the Professor.
Then he quietly returned towards the fatal rocks,against which the furious waves were beating,in order to save any stray waifs from the wreck.This man was always practical and thoughtful.Icould not utter a word;I was quite overcome with emotion;my whole body was broken and bruised with fatigue;it took hours before I was anything like myself.
Meanwhile,there fell a fearful deluge of rain,drenching us to the skin.Its very violence,however,proclaimed the approaching end of the storm.Some overhanging rocks afforded us a slight protection from the torrents.
Under this shelter,Hans prepared some food,which,however,I was unable to touch;and,exhausted by the three weary days and nights of watching,we fell into a deep and painful sleep.My dreams were fearful,but at last exhausted nature asserted her supremacy,and Islumbered.
Next day when I awoke the change was magical.The weather was magnificent.Air and sea,as if by mutual consent,had regained their serenity.Every trace of the storm,even the faintest,had disappeared.I was saluted on my awakening by the first joyous tones Ihad heard from the Professor for many a day.His gaiety,indeed,was something terrible.
"Well,my lad,"he cried,rubbing his hands together,"have you slept soundly?
Might it not have been supposed that we were in the old house on the Konigstrasse;that I had just come down quietly to my breakfast;and that my marriage with Gretchen was to take place that very day?My uncle's coolness was exasperating.
Alas,considering how the tempest had driven us in an easterly direction,we had passed under the whole of Germany,under the city of Hamburg where I had been so happy,under the very street which contained all I loved and cared for in the world.
It was a positive fact that I was only separated from her by a distance of forty leagues.But these forty leagues were of hard,impenetrable granite!
All these dreary and miserable reflections passed through my mind,before I attempted to answer my uncle's question.
"Why,what is the matter?"he cried."Cannot you say whether you have slept well or not?""I have slept very well,"was my reply,"but every bone in my body aches.I suppose that will lead to nothing.""Nothing at all,my boy.It is only the result of the fatigue of the last few days-that is all.
"You appear-if I may be allowed to say so-to be very jolly this morning,"I said.
"Delighted,my dear boy,delighted.Was never happier in my life.We have at last reached the wished-for port.""The end of our expedition?"cried I,in a tone of considerable surprise.
"No;but to the confines of that sea which I began to fear would never end,but go round the whole world.We will now tranquilly resume our journey by land,and once again endeavor to dive into the center of the earth.""My dear uncle,"I began,in a hesitating kind of way,"allow me to ask you one question.""Certainly,Harry;a dozen if you think proper.""One will suffice.How about getting back?"I asked.
"How about getting back?What a question to ask.We have not as yet reached the end of our journey.""I know that.All I want to know is how you propose we shall manage the return voyage?""In the most simple manner in the world,"said the imperturbable Professor."Once we reach the exact center of this sphere,either we shall find a new road by which to ascend to the surface,or we shall simply turn round and go back by the way we came.I have every reason to believe that while we are traveling forward,it will not close behind us.""Then one of the first matters to see to will be to repair the raft,"was my rather melancholy response.
"Of course.We must attend to that above all things,"continued the Professor.
"Then comes the all-important question of provisions,"I urged.
"Have we anything like enough left to enable us to accomplish such great,such amazing,designs as you contemplate carrying out?""I have seen into the matter,and my answer is in the affirmative.
Hans is a very clever fellow,and I have reason to believe that he has saved the greater part of the cargo.But the best way to satisfy your scruples is to come and judge for yourself."Saying which,he led the way out of the kind of open grotto in which we had taken shelter.I had almost begun to hope that which I should rather have feared,and this was the impossibility of such a shipwreck leaving even the slightest signs of what it had carried as freight.
I was,however,thoroughly mistaken.
As soon as I reached the shores of this inland sea,I found Hans standing gravely in the midst of a large number of things laid out in complete order.My uncle wrung his hands with deep and silent gratitude.His heart was too full for speech.
This man,whose superhuman devotion to his employers I not only never saw surpassed,nor even equaled,had been hard at work all the time we slept,and at the risk of his life had succeeded in saving the most precious articles of our cargo.
Of course,under the circumstances,we necessarily experienced several severe losses.Our weapons had wholly vanished.But experience had taught us to do without them.The provision of powder had,however,remained intact,after having narrowly escaped blowing us all to atoms in the storm.
