The Lost Continent (Lost Race)

ly stayed nearly ten days' more process in which we needed to follow our course, till we arrived at that arm of the ocean up which lies the extraordinary city of Atlantis, the capital.

some have it) through the salt, unnatural food indivisible from shipboard. In any case, these last, the sight and the scents of land encouraged up in unprecedented design, and from being vulnerable logs,

, it would be on the grounds that He saw best that it ought to be so. On which account, thusly, I had not grieved myself about the matter during the journey, however had followed out my quiet investigation of the greater secrets with an dumped mind. However, when our naval force had followed adequately the course that had been overwhelmed, and thought of the two immense headlands which denoted the entry to the inland waters, there, an exposed two days from the Atlantis capital, we met with one more naval force which was, certa

kewise that they wouldn't allow us to pass easily, and in this there was nothing extraordinary; for no regulation does over the oceans, and a sibling in one boat feels very allowed to harry his sibling in another vessel on the off chance that he meets him too far to hear for the ocean side all the more particularly on the off chance that that other sibling be getting back home loaded from raid or exchanging visit. So Tob, with framework and strategy, got our vessel into batt

ng round, and supported till its harsh scratched on our safeguard rail, and one of her kin climbed up and hopped downward on our decks. He was a dandily manipulated out individual, youthful and vigorous, and all sound from the endlessly land victual, and he looked round him with a jeer at our ocean tatteredness, and with a fine fearlessness. Then, seeing Tob, he gestured as one meets a colleague. "Old pot-mate," he said, "your lady sits tight for you up by the quay-side in Atlantis there, with four young people at her heels. I saw her not a portion of a month prior." "You didn't ge

int of restoring our ocean victual and load up with food and water, and no more. We sail back as we cruised out, infertile boats. You won't trust me, obviously; I could never have accepted you had our places been changed; yet you might go into the holds and search in the event that you decide. You will find there only a couple of poor sailormen half in pieces with the scurvy. No, you can take nothing here except for blows, Dason, and we will give you those with however little inquiring." "I'm happy to see that you express your freight at such thin worth," said the emissary, "for it is the freight I should reclaim with me on the kitchen, assuming you are to procure your protected lead

ase, assuming I went to Atlantis without Deucalion, my other master, Tatho, would return sooner or later, and in his grasp I ought to bite the dust by the slowest of slow inches; in the second, I have seen my Ruler Deucalion kill an extraordinary ocean reptile, and he showed himself such a legitimate man that day that I wouldn't surrender him despite his desire to the contrary, even to Tatho himself; and in

wed his orders both ways to different boats. The team may be powerless with scurvy, however they rushed to comply. Right away the five vessels were undeniably begun, and in light of the fact that our Ruler the Sun was sparkling brilliantly, got soon to the loaded with their speed. The entire of our little naval force merged, singling out one boat of their rivals, and she, not being prepared for so quick an assault, got flurried, and

disdain; it was to the "Bear," that different teams of Tatho's naval force mobilized as their own vessels burst into flames, or were sunk or taken. Fight is an old colleague with us of the Holy Family, and for we who have needed to cut out domains for the new settlements, it accompanies sufficient recurrence to satiate even the most gallant hunger. So I can talk here as a man of involvement. Up till that time, for a portion of a life expectancy, I had heard men yell "Deucalion" as a battlecry, and in my day had seen a few hearty experiences. However, this ocean battle astonished even me in its savage furiousness. The disheartening, unsteady component which encompassed us; the influencing decks on which we b

re sunk or lay with every one of their kin killed, till at last just Dason's cookroom and our own "Bear" were left. For the second we were being dominated. We had a score of men staying out of every one of those that monitored the naval force when it cruised from Yucatan, and the foe had boarded us and made the decks of the "Bear" the field of fight. In any case, they had been over occupied with the tossing fire, and as of now, as we seethed at each other, the smoke and the fire from the durable vessel herself let us evidently know that she was past salvation. However, Tob was nothing overwhelmed. "They might remain here and broil in the event that they decide," he yelled with his extraordinary disorderly giggle, "yet for ourselves the cookroom is sufficient at this point. Keep a watchman on Deucalion, and accompany me, shipmates!" "Tob!" our colleagues yelled in their happiness of battling frenzy, and I also couldn't hold back conveying a "

atchet. So Tob cut off his head, staying it on the cookroom's mouth as a promotion of what had been finished. The body he tossed over the side, and one of the incredible man-eating birds that drifted close, got it and took off with it to its home among the bluffs. Thus we were allowed to get a dinner of the leafy foods new meats which the cookroom offered, while the paddle slaves sent the kitchen hurrying onwards towards the capital. There was a wine-skin in the after-palace, and I finished a horn and poured some up at Tob's feet in welcome. "My man," I said, "you have shown me a battle." "Much obliged," said he, "and I realize you are an appointed authority. "Twas pretty while it endured; and, seeing that my fellows were, for the most, scurvy-spoiled, I will say they battled with credit. I have lost my Master Tatho's naval force, however I figure Phorenice will see me corrected there. Assuming those that are against her took such a difficult situation to kill my Ruler Deucalion before he could come to her guide, I can fancy she won't be money grubber in her euphoria when I put Deucalion safe, if fairly gouged and blood-bespattered, on the quay." "The Divine beings know," I said, for it is never my custom to talk about approaches with my i