############################################################### This document has been converted from Standard American Spelling to ALC-Fonetic (American) by the BTRSPL computer program, subject to its peculiarities and possible errors. ALC-Fonetic (American) was devised by The American Literacy Council Postal: 680 Fort Washington Avenue, New York, NY 10040, USA. Tel: +1 212-781-0099 (Research 914-271-3294) Fax: +1 212-781-0099 e-mail: email@example.com Website: http://www.under.org/alc ###############################################################
Electronic Text Senter, Ueniversity of Virginia Liebrairy
About th electronic verzhun
Th Tiem Masheen
Wels, H. G.
creaeshun of masheen-reedabl verzhun: Judy Boss
Converzhun to TEI-conformant markup: Ueniversity of Virginia Liebrairy Electronic Text Senter :
About th print verzhun
Th Tiem Masheen
H. G. Wels :
Noet: Orijinal sors informaeshun unnoen; pajinaeshun frum Indiana Up's 1987 edishun (H.M. Geduld, ed.) aded January 1993.
minimal TEI taging; spellchecked (noet that this text has English spelings.)
Publisht: 1895 English
Revizhuns to th electronic verzhun
August 1994 Bryson Clevenger, Jr., U.Va. Electronic Text Senter
TEI heder aded.:
firstname.lastname@example.org. Comershal ues proehibited; all uesej guvernd bi our Condishuns of Ues: http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/condishuns.html
Fienal cheking: David Seeman
Th Tiem Traveler (for so it wil be conveenyunt to speek of him) was expounding a recondiet mater to us. His grae ies shoen and twinkled, and his uezhualy pael faes was flusht and animaeted. Th fier bernd brietly, and th sofft raedians of th incandesent liets in th lilys of silver caut th bubls that flasht and past in our glases. Our chairs, being his patents, embraest and carest us rather than submited to be sat upon, and thair was that lugzhurius after-diner atmosfeer when thaut runs graesfuly free of th trammels of presizhun. And he puut it to us in this wae -- marking th points with a leen forfingger -- as we sat and laezily admierd his ernestnes oever this nue parradox (as we thaut it) and his fecundity.
`U must folo me cairfuly. I shal hav to controvertone or too iedeeas that ar allmoest ueniversaly acsepted. Th jeometry, for instans, thae taut U at scool is founded on a misconsepshun.'
`Is not that rather a larj thing to expect us to begin upon?' sed Filby, an arguementativ person with red hair.
'I do not meen to ask U to acsept enything without reezonabl ground for it. U wil soon admit as much as I need frum U. U noe of cors that a mathematical lien, a lien of thiknes nil, has no reeal existens. Thae taut U that? Neether has a mathematical plaen. Thees things ar meer abstracshuns.'
`That is all riet,' sed th Siekolojist.
`Nor, having oenly length, bredth, and thiknes, can a cueb hav a reeal existens.'
`Thair I object,' sed Filby. `Of cors a solid body mae exist. All reeal things -- '
`So moest peepl think. But waet a moement. Can an instantaenius cueb exist?'
`Don't folo U,' sed Filby.
`Can a cueb that duz not last for eny tiem at all, hav a reeal existens?'
Filby becaem pensiv. `Cleerly,' th Tiem Traveler proseeded, `eny reeal body must hav extenshun in foer direcshuns: it must hav Length, Bredth, Thiknes, and -- Duraeshun. But thru a nacheral infermity of th flesh, which I wil explaen to U in a moement, we inclien to oeverluuk this fact. Thair ar reealy foer dimenshuns, three which we call th three plaens of Spaes, and a foerth, Tiem. Thair is, however, a tendensy to draw an unreel distinkshun between th former three dimenshuns and th later, becauz it hapens that our conshusnes moovs intermitently in wun direcshun along th later frum th begining to th end of our lievs.'
`That,' sed a verry yung man, maeking spazmodic eforts to relight his sigar oever th lamp; `that ... verry cleer indeed.'
`Now, it is verry remarkabl that this is so extensivly oeverluukt,' continued th Tiem Traveler, with a sliet acseshun of cheerfulnes. `Reealy this is whut is ment bi th Foerth Dimenshun, tho sum peepl hoo tauk about th Foerth Dimenshun do not noe thae meen it. It is oenly anuther wae of luuking at Tiem. Thair is no diferens between Tiem and eny of th three dimenshuns of Spaes exsept that our conshusnes moovs along it. But sum foolish peepl hav got hoeld of th rong sied of that iedeea. U hav all herd whut thae hav to sae about this Foerth Dimenshun?'
`I hav not,' sed th Provinshal Maeor.
`It is simply this. That Spaes, as our mathematicians hav it, is spoeken of as having three dimenshuns, which wun mae call Length, Bredth, and Thiknes, and is allwaes defienabl bi referens to three plaens, eech at riet anggls to th uthers. But sum filosofical peepl hav bin asking whi three dimenshuns particuelarly -- whi not anuther direcshun at riet anggls to th uther three? -- and hav eeven tried to construct a Foer-Dimenshun jeometry. Profesor Simon Newcomb was expounding this to th Nue York Mathematical Sosieety oenly a munth or so ago. U noe how on a flat serfis, which has oenly too dimenshuns, we can reprezent a figuer of a three dimenshunal solid, and similarly thae think that bi models of three dimenshuns thae cuud reprezent wun of foer -- if thae cuud master th perspectiv of th thing. See?'
`I think so,' mermerd th Provinshal Maeor; and, niting his brous, he lapst into an introspectiv staet, his lips mooving as wun hoo repeets mistic werds. `Yes, I think I see it now,' he sed after sum tiem, brightening in a qiet transitory maner.
`Wel, I do not miend teling U I hav bin at werk upon this jeometry of Foer Dimenshuns for sum tiem. Sum of mi rezults ar cuerius. For instans, heer is a portret of a man at aet yeers oeld, anuther at fifteen, anuther at seventeen, anuther at twenty-three, and so on. All thees ar evidently secshuns, as it wer, Three-Dimenshunal representations of his Foer-Dimensioned being, which is a fixt and unallterabl thing.'
`Sieentific peepl,' proseeded th Tiem Traveler, after th pauz reqierd for th proper asimilaeshun of this, `noe verry wel that Tiem is oenly a kiend of Spaes. Heer is a popuelar sieentific dieagram, a wether record. This lien I traes with mi fingger shoes th moovment of th barometer. Yesterdae it was so hi, yesterdae niet it fel, then this morning it roez agen, and so jently upward to heer. Shurly th mercuery did not traes this lien in eny of th dimenshuns of Spaes jeneraly recogniezd? But sertenly it traest such a lien, and that lien, thairfor, we must conclood was along th Tiem-Dimenshun.'
`But,' sed th Medical Man, stairing hard at a coel in th fier, `if Tiem is reealy oenly a foerth dimenshun of Spaes, whi is it, and whi has it allwaes bin, regarded as sumthing diferent? And whi cannot we moov in Tiem as we moov about in th uther dimenshuns of Spaes?'
Th Tiem Traveler smield. `Ar U shur we can moov freely in Spaes? Riet and left we can go, bakward and forward freely enuf, and men allwaes hav dun so. I admit we moov freely in too dimenshuns. But how about up and doun? Gravitaeshun limits us thair.'
`Not exactly,' sed th Medical Man. `Thair ar baloons.'
`But befor th baloons, saev for spazmodic jumping and th inequalities of th serfis, man had no freedom of vertical moovment.'
`Stil thae cuud moov a litl up and doun,' sed th Medical Man.
`Eezyer, far eezyer doun than up.'
`And U cannot moov at all in Tiem, U cannot get awae frum th prezent moement.'
`Mi deer ser, that is just wherr U ar rong. That is just wherr th hoel werld has gon rong. We ar allwaes geting awae frum th prezent moovment. Our mental existences, which ar imateerial and hav no dimenshuns, ar pasing along th Tiem-Dimenshun with a ueniform velosity frum th craedl to th graev. Just as we shuud travel doun if we began our existens fifty miels abuv th earth's serfis.'
`But th graet dificulty is this,' interupted th Siekolojist. `U can moov about in all direcshuns of Spaes, but U cannot moov about in Tiem.'
`That is th jerm of mi graet discuvery. But U ar rong to sae that we cannot moov about in Tiem. For instans, if I am recalling an insident verry vividly I go bak to th instant of its ocurens: I becum absent-miended, as U sae. I jump bak for a moement. Of cors we hav no meens of staeing bak for eny length of Tiem, eny mor than a savej or an animal has of staeing six feet abuv th ground. But a siviliezd man is beter off than th savej in this respect. He can go up agenst gravitaeshun in a baloon, and whi shuud he not hoep that ultimetly he mae be aebl to stop or acseleraet his drift along th Tiem-Dimenshun, or eeven tern about and travel th uther wae?'
`O, this,' began Filby, `is all -- '
`Whi not?' sed th Tiem Traveler.
`It's agenst reezon,' sed Filby.
`Whut reezon?' sed th Tiem Traveler.
`U can sho blak is whiet bi arguement,' sed Filby, `but U wil never convins me.'
`Posibly not,' sed th Tiem Traveler. `But now U begin to see th object of mi investigaeshuns into th jeometry of Foer Dimenshuns. Long ago I had a vaeg inkling of a masheen -- '
`To travel thru Tiem!' exclaemd th Verry Yung Man.
`That shal travel indiferently in eny direcshun of Spaes and Tiem, as th driever determins.'
Filby contented himself with lafter.
`But I hav experrimental verrificaeshun,' sed th Tiem Traveler.
`It wuud be remarkably conveenyunt for th historian,' th Siekolojist sugjested. `Wun miet travel bak and verrifi th acsepted acount of th Batl of Hastings, for instans!'
`Don't U think U wuud atract atenshun?' sed th Medical Man. `Our ansestors had no graet tolerans for anacronizms.'
`Wun miet get one's Greek frum th verry lips of Hoemer and Plato,' th Verry Yung Man thaut.
`In which caes thae wuud sertenly plough U for th Litl-go. Th German scolars hav improovd Greek so much.'
`Then thair is th fuecher,' sed th Verry Yung Man. `Just think! Wun miet invest all one's muny, leev it to acuemuelaet at interest, and hery on ahed!'
`To discuver a sosieety,' sed I, `erected on a strictly comuenistic baesis.'
`Of all th wield extravagant theeorys!' began th Siekolojist.
`Yes, so it seemd to me, and so I never taukt of it until -- '
`Experrimental verrificaeshun!' cried I. `U ar going to verrifi that?'
`Th experriment!' cried Filby, hoo was geting braen-weery.
`Let's see yur experriment enyhow,' sed th Siekolojist, `tho it's all humbug, U noe.'
Th Tiem Traveler smield round at us. Then, stil smieling faently, and with his hands deep in his trouzers pokets, he waukt sloely out of th room, and we herd his slipers shufling doun th long pasej to his labratory.
Th Siekolojist luukt at us. `I wunder whut he's got?'
`Sum sliet-of-hand trik or uther,' sed th Medical Man, and Filby tried to tel us about a conjerer he had seen at Burslem; but befor he had finisht his prefis th Tiem Traveler caem bak, and Filby's anecdoet colapst.
Th thing th Tiem Traveler held in his hand was a glitering metalic fraemwerk, scairsly larjer than a small clok, and verry deliketly maed. Thair was ievory in it, and sum transpairent cristalin substans. And now I must be explisit, for this that foloes -- unles his explanaeshun is to be acsepted -- is an absolootly unacountabl thing. He tuuk wun of th small octagonal taebls that wer scaterd about th room, and set it in frunt of th fier, with too legs on th hearthrug. On this taebl he plaest th mecanizm. Then he droo up a chair, and sat doun. Th oenly uther object on th taebl was a small shaeded lamp, th briet liet of which fel upon th model. Thair wer allso perhaps a duzen candls about, too in bras candlesticks upon th mantel and several in sconces, so that th room was brilyantly iloominaeted. I sat in a lo arm-chair neerest th fier, and I droo this forward so as to be allmoest between th Tiem Traveler and th fier-plaes. Filby sat behiend him, luuking oever his shoelder. Th Medical Man and th Provinshal Maeor wocht him in proefiel frum th riet, th Siekolojist frum th left. Th Verry Yung Man stuud behiend th Siekolojist. We wer all on th alert. It apeers incredibl to me that eny kiend of trik, however sutly conseevd and however adroitly dun, cuud hav bin plaed upon us under thees condishuns.
Th Tiem Traveler luukt at us, and then at th mecanizm. `Wel?' sed th Siekolojist.
`This litl afair,' sed th Tiem Traveler, resting his elboes upon th taebl and presing his hands together abuv th aparatus, `is oenly a model. It is mi plan for a masheen to travel thru tiem. U wil noetis that it luuks singguelarly askue, and that thair is an od twinkling apeerans about this bar, as tho it was in sum wae unreel.' He pointed to th part with his fingger. `Allso, heer is wun litl whiet lever, and heer is anuther.'
Th Medical Man got up out of his chair and peerd into th thing. `It's buetyfuly maed,' he sed.
`It tuuk too yeers to maek,' retorted th Tiem Traveler. Then, when we had all imitaeted th acshun of th Medical Man, he sed: `Now I wont U cleerly to understand that this lever, being prest oever, sends th masheen gliding into th fuecher, and this uther reverses th moeshun. This sadl reprezents th seet of a tiem traveler. Prezently I am going to pres th lever, and off th masheen wil go. It wil vanish, pas into fuecher Tiem, and disapeer. Hav a guud luuk at th thing. Luuk at th taebl too, and satisfi yurselvs thair is no trikery. I don't wont to waest this model, and then be toeld I'm a qak.'
Thair was a minute's pauz perhaps. Th Siekolojist seemd about to speek to me, but chaenjd his miend. Then th Tiem Traveler puut forth his fingger tords th lever. `No,' he sed sudenly. `Lend me yur hand.' And terning to th Siekolojist, he tuuk that individual's hand in his oen and toeld him to puut out his forfingger. So that it was th Siekolojist himself hoo sent forth th model Tiem Masheen on its interminabl voiej. We all saw th lever tern. I am absolootly serten
thair was no trikery. Thair was a breth of wind, and th lamp flaem jumpt. Wun of th candls on th mantel was bloen out, and th litl masheen sudenly swung round, becaem indistinct, was seen as a goest for a second perhaps, as an edy of faently glitering bras and ievory; and it was gon -- vanisht! Saev for th lamp th taebl was bair.
Evrywun was sielent for a minit. Then Filby sed he was damd.
Th Siekolojist recuverd frum his stoopor, and sudenly luukt under th taebl. At that th Tiem Traveler laft cheerfuly. `Wel?' he sed, with a reminisens of th Siekolojist. Then, geting up, he went to th tobaco jar on th mantel, and with his bak to us began to fil his piep.
We staird at eech uther. `Luuk heer,' sed th Medical Man, `ar U in ernest about this? Do U seeriusly beleev that that masheen has traveld into tiem?'
`Sertenly,' sed th Tiem Traveler, stooping to liet a spil at th fier. Then he ternd, lieting his piep, to luuk at th Psychologist's faes. (Th Siekolojist, to sho that he was not unhinjd, helpt himself to a sigar and tried to liet it uncut.) `Whut is mor, I hav a big masheen neerly finisht in there' -- he indicaeted th labratory -- `and when that is puut together I meen to hav a jerny on mi oen acount.'
`U meen to sae that that masheen has traveld into th fuecher?' sed Filby.
`Into th fuecher or th past -- I don't, for serten, noe which.'
After an interval th Siekolojist had an inspiraeshun. `It must hav gon into th past if it has gon enywhair,' he sed.
`Whi?' sed th Tiem Traveler.
`Becauz I prezoom that it has not moovd in spaes, and if it traveld into th fuecher it wuud stil be heer all this tiem, sinss it must hav traveld thru this tiem.'
`But,' I sed, `if it traveld into th past it wuud hav bin vizibl when we caem ferst into this room; and last Thursday when we wer heer; and th Thursday befor that; and so forth!'
`Seerius objecshuns,' remarkt th Provinshal Maeor, with an air of imparshiality, terning tords th Tiem Traveler.
`Not a bit,' sed th Tiem Traveler, and, to th Siekolojist: `U think. U can explaen that. It's prezentaeshun belo th threshhoeld, U noe, dielooted prezentaeshun.'
`Of cors,' sed th Siekolojist, and re-ashurd us. `That's a simpl point of siekolojy. I shuud hav thaut of it. It's plaen enuf, and helps th parradox delietfuly. We cannot see it, nor can we apreeshiaet this masheen, eny mor than we can th spoek of a wheel spining, or a buulet flieing thru th air. If it is traveling thru tiem fifty tiems or a hundred tiems faster than we ar, if it gets thru a minit whiel we get thru a second, th impreshun it creaets wil of cors be oenly wun-fiftyeth or wun-hundredth of whut it wuud maek if it wer not traveling in tiem. That's plaen enuf.' He past his hand thru th spaes in which th masheen had bin. `U see?' he sed, lafing.
We sat and staird at th vaecant taebl for a minit or so. Then th Tiem Traveler askt us whut we thaut of it all.
`It sounds plauzibl enuf to-niet,' sed th Medical Man; `but waet until to-morro. Waet for th comon sens of th morning.'
`Wuud U liek to see th Tiem Masheen itself?' askt th Tiem Traveler. And thairwith, taeking th lamp in his hand, he led th wae doun th long, drafty coridor to his labratory. I remember vividly th flickering liet, his qeer, braud hed in silooet, th dans of th shadoes, how we all foloed him, puzld but increjulus, and how thair in th labratory we beheld a larjer edishun of th litl mecanizm which we had seen vanish frum befor our ies. Parts wer of nikel, parts of ievory, parts had sertenly bin field or sawn out of rok cristal. Th thing was jeneraly compleet, but th twisted cristalin bars lae unfinisht upon th bench besied sum sheets of drawings, and I tuuk wun up for a beter luuk at it. Qorts * it seemd to be.
`Luuk heer,' sed th Medical Man, `ar U perfectly seerius? Or is this a trik -- liek that goest U shoed us last Christmas?'
`Upon that masheen,' sed th Tiem Traveler, hoelding th lamp alofft, `I intend to explor tiem. Is that plaen? I was never mor seerius in mi lief.'
Nun of us qiet nue how to taek it.
I caut Filby's ie oever th shoelder of th Medical Man, and he winkt at me solemly.
I think that at that tiem nun of us qiet beleevd in th Tiem Masheen. Th fact is, th Tiem Traveler was wun of thoes men hoo ar too clever to be beleevd: U never felt that U saw all round him; U allwaes suspected sum sutl rezerv, sum injenooity in ambush, behiend his loosid franknes. Had Filby shoen th model and explaend th mater in th Tiem Traveller's werds, we shuud hav shoen him far les skeptisizm. For we shuud hav perseevd his moetivs; a pork buucher cuud understand Filby. But th Tiem Traveler had mor than a tuch of whim amung his elements, and we distrusted him. Things that wuud hav maed th fraem of a les clever man seemd triks in his hands. It is a mistaek to do things too eezily. Th seerius peepl hoo tuuk him seeriusly never felt qiet shur of his deportment; thae wer sumhow awair that trusting thair repuetaeshuns for jujment with him was liek fernishing a nersery with eg-shel chiena. So I don't think eny of us sed verry much about tiem traveling in th interval between that Thursday and th next, tho its od potenshialitys ran, no dout, in moest of our miends: its plauzibility, that is, its practical incredibleness, th cuerius posibilitys of anacronizm and of uter confuezhun it sugjested. For mi oen part, I was particuelarly preocuepied with th trik of th model. That I remember discusing with th Medical Man, hoom I met on Friday at th Linnaean. He sed he had seen a similar thing at Tubingen, and laed considerabl stres on th bloeing out of th candl. But how th trik was dun he cuud not explaen.
Th next Thursday I went agen to Richmond -- I supoez I was wun of th Tiem Traveller's moest constant gests -- and, arieving laet, found foer or fiev men allredy asembld in his drawing room. Th Medical Man was standing befor th fier with a sheet of paeper in wun hand and his woch in th uther. I luukt round for th Tiem Traveler, and -- `It's haf-past seven now,' sed th Medical Man. `I supoez we'd beter hav diner?'
`Wherr's -- ?' sed I, naeming our hoest.
`U'v just cum? It's rather od. He's unavoidably detaend. He asks me in this noet to leed off with diner at seven if he's not bak. Ses he'l explaen when he cums.'
`It seems a pity to let th diner spoil,' sed th Editor of a wel-noen daely paeper; and thairupon th Doctor rang th bel.
Th Siekolojist was th oenly person besieds th Doctor and mieself hoo had atended th preevius diner. Th uther men wer Blank, th Editor aformenshund, a serten jernalist, and anuther -- a qieet, shi man with a beerd -- hoom I didn't noe, and hoo, as far as mi obzervaeshun went, never oepend his mouth all th eevning. Thair was sum specuelaeshun at th diner-taebl about th Tiem Traveller's absens, and I sugjested tiem traveling, in a haf-jocuelar spirit. Th Editor wonted that explaend to him, and th Siekolojist volunteerd a wuuden acount of th `injeenius parradox and trick' we had witnest that dae week. He was in th midst of his expozishun when th dor frum th coridor oepend sloely and without noiz. I was faesing th dor, and saw it ferst. `Hallo!' I sed. `At last!' And th dor oepend wieder, and th Tiem Traveler stuud befor us. I gaev a cri of serpriez. `Guud hevens! man, whut's th mater?' cried th Medical Man, hoo saw him next. And th hoel tableful ternd tords th dor.
He was in an amaezing pliet. His coet was dusty and derty, and smeerd with green doun th sleevs; his hair disorderd, and as it seemd to me greyer -- eether with dust and dert or becauz its colour had akchualy faeded. His faes was gastly pael; his chin had a broun cut on it -- a cut haf heeld; his expreshun was hagard and drawn, as bi intens sufering. For a moement he hezitaeted in th dorwae, as if he had bin dazld bi th liet. Then he caem into th room. He waukt with just such a limp as I hav seen in fuutsor tramps. We staird at him in sielens, expecting him to speek.
He sed not a werd, but caem paenfuly to th taebl, and maed a
moeshun tords th wien. Th Editor fild a glas of shampaen, and puusht it tords him. He draend it, and it seemd to do him guud: for he luukt round th taebl, and th goest of his oeld smiel flikerd across his faes. `Whut on erth hav U bin up to, man?' sed th Doctor. Th Tiem Traveler did not seem to heer. `Don't let me disterb U,' he sed, with a serten falltering articuelaeshun. `I'm all riet.' He stopt, held out his glas for mor, and tuuk it off at a draft. `That's guud,' he sed. His ies groo brieter, and a faent colour caem into his cheeks. His glans flikerd oever our faeses with a serten dul aprooval, and then went round th worm and cumfortabl room. Then he spoek agen, stil as it wer feeling his wae amung his werds. `I'm going to wosh and dres, and then I'l cum doun and explaen things. ... Saev me sum of that muton. I'm starving for a bit of meet.'
He luukt across at th Editor, hoo was a rair vizitor, and hoept he was all riet. Th Editor began a qeschun. `Tel U prezently,' sed th Tiem Traveler. `I'm -- funy. Be all riet in a minit.'
He puut doun his glas, and waukt tords th staircaes dor. Agen I remarkt his lameness and th sofft pading sound of his fuutfall, and standing up in mi plaes, I saw his feet as he went out. He had nuthing on them but a pair of taterd, blud-staend soks. Then th dor cloezd upon him. I had haf a miend to folo, til I rememberd how he detested eny fus about himself. For a minit, perhaps, mi miend was wuul-gathering. Then, `Remarkabl Behaevuer of an Eminent Sieentist,' I herd th Editor sae, thinking (after his wont) in hedliens. And this braut mi atenshun bak to th briet diner-taebl.
`Whut's th gaem?' sed th Jernalist. `Has he bin doing th Amachur Cadger? I don't folo.' I met th ie of th Siekolojist, and reed mi oen interpretaeshun in his faes. I thaut of th Tiem Traveler limping paenfuly upstairs. I don't think eny wun els had noetist his lameness.
Th ferst to recuver compleetly frum this serpriez was th Medical Man, hoo rang th bel -- th Tiem Traveler haeted to hav servants waeting at diner -- for a hot plaet. At that th Editor ternd to his nief and fork with a grunt, and th Sielent Man foloed soot. Th diner was rezoomd. Conversaeshun was exclamatory for a litl whiel, with gaps of wunderment; and then th Editor got fervent in his cueriosity. `Duz our frend eek out his modest incum with a crossing? or has he his Nebuchadnezzar faezes?' he inqierd. `I feel ashurd it's this biznes of th Tiem Masheen,' I sed, and tuuk up th Psychologist's acount of our preevius meeting. Th nue gests wer frankly increjulus. Th Editor raezd objecshuns. `Whut was this tiem traveling? A man cuudn't cuver himself with dust bi roeling in a parradox, cuud he?' And then, as th iedeea caem hoem to him, he rezorted to carricachur. Hadn't thae eny cloeths-brushes in th Fuecher? Th Jernalist, too, wuud not beleev at eny pries, and joind th Editor in th eezy werk of heaping ridicuel on th hoel thing. Thae wer boeth th nue kiend of jernalist -- verry joius, irreverent yung men. `Our Speshal Corespondent in th Dae after To-morro reports,' th Jernalist was saeing -- or rather shouting -- when th Tiem Traveler caem bak. He was drest in ordinairy eevning cloeths, and nuthing saev his hagard luuk remaend of th chaenj that had startld me.
`I sae,' sed th Editor hilairiusly, `thees chaps heer sae U hav bin traveling into th midl of next week!! Tel us all about litl Rosebery, wil U? Whut wil U taek for th lot?'
Th Tiem Traveler caem to th plaes rezervd for him without a werd. He smield qieetly, in his oeld wae. `Wherr's mi muton?' he sed. `Whut a treet it is to stik a fork into meet agen!'
`Story!' cried th Editor.
`Story be damd!' sed th Tiem Traveler. `I wont sumthing to eet. I woen't sae a werd until I get sum peptone into mi arterys. Thanks. And th sallt.'
`Wun werd,' sed I. `Hav U bin tiem traveling?'
`Yes,' sed th Tiem Traveler, with his mouth fuul, noding his hed.
`I'd giv a shiling a lien for a verbaetim noet,' sed th Editor. Th Tiem Traveler puusht his glas tords th Sielent Man and rang it with his finggernael; at which th Sielent Man, hoo had bin stairing at his faes, started convulsivly, and pord him wien. Th rest of th diner was uncumfortabl. For mi oen part, suden qeschuns kept on riezing to mi lips, and I dair sae it was th saem with th uthers. Th Jernalist tried to releev th tenshun bi teling anecdoets of Hettie Poter. Th Tiem Traveler devoeted his atenshun to his diner, and displaed th apetiet of a tramp. Th Medical Man smoekt a sigaret, and wocht th Tiem Traveler thru his ielashes. Th Sielent Man seemd eeven mor clumzy than uezhual, and drank shampaen with reguelarrity and determinaeshun out of sheer nervusnes. At last th Tiem Traveler puusht his plaet awae, and luukt round us. `I supoez I must apolojiez,' he sed. `I was simply starving. I'v had a moest amaezing tiem.' He reecht out his hand for a sigar, and cut th end. `But cum into th smoeking-room. It's too long a story to tel oever greezy plates.' And ringing th bel in pasing, he led th wae into th ajoining room.
`U hav toeld Blank, and Dash, and Choez about th masheen?' he sed to me, leening bak in his eezy-chair and naeming th three nue gests.
`But th thing's a meer parradox,' sed th Editor.
`I can't argue toniet. I don't miend teling U th story, but I can't argue. I wil,' he went on, `tel U th story of whut has hapend to me, if U liek, but U must refraen frum interupshuns. I wont to tel it. Badly. Moest of it wil sound liek lieing. So be it! It's troo -- evry werd of it, all th saem. I was in mi labratory at foer o'clok, and sinss then ... I'v livd aet daes ... such daes as no hueman being ever livd befor! I'm neerly worn out, but I shan't sleep til I'v toeld this thing oever to U. Then I shal go to bed. But no interupshuns! Is it agreed?'
`Agreed,' sed th Editor, and th rest of us ekoed `Agreed.' And with that th Tiem Traveler began his story as I hav set it forth. He sat bak in his chair at ferst, and spoek liek a weery man. Afterwards he got mor animaeted. In rieting it doun I feel with oenly too much keennes th inadeqasy of pen and ink -- and, abuv all, mi oen inadeqasy -- to expres its qolity. U reed, I wil supoez, atentivly enuf; but U cannot see th speaker's whiet, sinseer faes in th briet sercl of th litl lamp, nor heer th intoenaeshun of his vois. U cannot noe how his expreshun foloed th terns of his story! Moest of us heerers wer in shado, for th candls in th smoeking-room had not bin lieted, and oenly th faes of th Jernalist and th legs of th Sielent Man frum th nees dounward wer iloominaeted. At ferst we glanst now and agen at eech uther. After a tiem we seest to do that, and luukt oenly at th Tiem Traveller's faes.
`I toeld sum of U last Thursday of th prinsipls of th Tiem Masheen, and shoed U th akchual thing itself, incompleet in th werkshop. Thair it is now, a litl travel-worn, trooly; and wun of th ievory bars is crakt, and a bras rael bent; but th rest of it's sound enuf. I expected to finish it on Friday, but on Friday, when th puuting together was neerly dun, I found that wun of th nikel bars was exactly wun inch too short, and this I had to get remade; so that th thing was not compleet until this morning. It was at ten o'clok to-dae that th ferst of all Tiem Masheens began its career. I gaev it a last tap, tried all th scroos agen, puut wun mor drop of oil on th qorts * rod, and sat mieself in th sadl. I supoez a sooisied hoo hoelds a pistol to his skul feels much th saem wunder at whut wil cum next as I felt then. I tuuk th starting lever in wun hand and th stoping wun in th uther, prest th ferst, and allmoest imeedyetly th second. I seemd to reel; I felt a nietmair sensaeshun of falling; and, luuking round, I saw th labratory exactly as befor. Had enything hapend? For a moement I suspected that mi intelect had trikt me. Then I noeted th clok. A moement befor, as it seemd, it had stuud at a minit or so past ten; now it was neerly haf-past three!
`I droo a breth, set mi teeth, gript th starting lever with boeth hands, and went off with a thud. Th labratory got haezy and went dark. Mrs. Watchett caem in and waukt, aparrently without seeing me, tords th garden dor. I supoez it tuuk her a minit or so to travers th plaes, but to me she seemd to shoot across th room liek a roket. I prest th lever oever to its extreem pozishun. Th niet caem liek th terning out of a lamp, and in anuther moement caem to-morro. Th labratory groo faent and haezy, then fainter and ever fainter. To-morro niet caem blak, then dae agen, niet agen, dae agen, faster and faster stil. An eddying mermer fild mi eers, and a straenj, dum confusedness desended on mi miend.
`I am afraed I cannot convae th pecuelyar sensaeshuns of tiem traveling. Thae ar exsesivly unplezant. Thair is a feeling exactly liek that wun has upon a swichbak -- of a helples hedlong moeshun! I felt th saem horribl antisipaeshun, too, of an iminent smash. As I puut on paes, niet foloed dae liek th flaping of a blak wing. Th dim sugjeschun of th labratory seemd prezently to fall awae frum me, and I saw th sun hoping swiftly across th skie, leeping it evry minit, and evry minit marking a dae. I supoezd th labratory had bin destroid and I had cum into th oepen air. I had a dim impreshun of scafolding, but I was allredy going too fast to be conshus of eny mooving things. Th sloeest snael that ever cralld dasht bi too fast for me. Th twinkling sucseshun of darknes and liet was exsesivly paenful to th ie. Then, in th intermitent darknesses, I saw th moon spining swiftly thru her qorters frum nue to fuul, and had a faent glimps of th sercling stars. Prezently, as I went on, stil gaening velosity, th palpitaeshun of niet and dae merjd into wun continueus greyness; th skie tuuk on a wunderful deepness of bloo, a splendid loominus culor liek that of erly twieliet; th jerking sun becaem a streek of fier, a brilyant arch, in spaes; th moon a fainter flukchuaeting band; and I cuud see nuthing of th stars, saev now and then a brieter sercl flickering in th bloo.
`Th landscaep was misty and vaeg. I was stil on th hil-sied upon which this hous now stands, and th shoelder roez abuv me grae and dim. I saw trees groeing and chaenjing liek pufs of vapour, now broun, now green; thae groo, spred, shiverd, and past awae. I saw huej bildings riez up faent and fair, and pas liek dreems. Th hoel serfis of th erth seemd chaenjd -- melting and floeing under mi ies. Th litl bands upon th dieals that rejisterd mi speed raest round faster and faster. Prezently I noeted that th sun belt swaed up and doun, frum solstis to solstis, in a minit or les, and that conseqently mi paes was oever a yeer a minit; and minit bi minit th whiet sno flasht across th werld, and vanisht, and was foloed bi th briet, breef green of spring.
`Th unplezant sensaeshuns of th start wer les poinyant now. Thae merjd at last into a kiend of histerrical exileraeshun. I remarkt indeed a clumzy swaeing of th masheen, for which I was unaebl to acount. But mi miend was too confuezd to atend to it, so with a kiend of madnes groeing upon me, I flung mieself into fueturity. At ferst I scairs thaut of stoping, scairs thaut of enything but thees nue sensaeshuns. But prezently a fresh seerys of impreshuns groo up in mi miend -- a serten cueriosity and thairwith a serten dred -- until at last thae tuuk compleet pozeshun of me. Whut straenj developments of huemanity, whut wunderful advanses upon our roodimentary sivilizaeshun, I thaut, miet not apeer when I caem to luuk neerly into th dim eloosiv werld that raest
and fluctuated befor mi ies! I saw graet and splendid, arkitekcher riezing about me, mor masiv than eny bildings of our oen tiem, and yet, as it seemd, bilt of glimer and mist. I saw a richer green flo up th hil-sied, and remaen thair without eny wintry intermishun. Eeven thru th vael of mi confuezhun th erth seemd verry fair. And so mi miend caem round to th biznes of stoping.
Th pecuelyar risk lae in th posibility of mi fiending sum substans in th spaes which I, or th masheen, ocuepied. So long as I traveld at a hi velosity thru tiem, this scairsly materd; I was, so to speek, attenuated -- was sliping liek a vapour thru th interstisys of interveening substanses! But to cum to a stop involvd th jaming of mieself, molecuel bi molecuel, into whutever lae in mi wae; ment bringing mi atoms into such intimet contact with thoes of th obstacl that a profound kemical reacshun -- posibly a far-reeching exploezhun -- wuud rezult, and blo mieself and mi aparatus out of all posibl dimenshuns -- into th Unnoen. This posibility had ocurd to me agen and agen whiel I was maeking th masheen; but then I had cheerfuly acsepted it as an unavoidabl risk -- wun of th risks a man has got to taek! Now th risk was inevitabl, I no longger saw it in th saem cheerful liet. Th fact is that, insensibly, th absoloot straenjnes of evrything, th sikly jarring and swaeing of th masheen, abuv all, th feeling of prolongd falling, had absolootly upset mi nerv. I toeld mieself that I cuud never stop, and with a gust of pechulans I rezolvd to stop forthwith. Liek an impaeshent fool, I lugd oever th lever, and incontinently th thing went reeling oever, and I was flung hedlong thru th air.
`Thair was th sound of a clap of thunder in mi eers. I mae hav bin stund for a moement. A pityles hael was hising round me, and I was siting on sofft terf in frunt of th overset masheen. Evrything stil seemd grae, but prezently I remarkt that th confuezhun in mi eers was gon. I luukt round me. I was on whut seemd to be a litl laun in a garden, serounded bi roedodendron buushes, and I noetist that thair moev and perpl blosoms wer droping in a shower under th beeting of th hailstones. Th rebounding, dansing hael hung in a cloud oever th masheen, and droev along th ground liek smoek. In a moement I was wet to th skin. "Fien hospitality," sed I, "to a man hoo has traveld inuemerabl yeers to see U."
`Prezently I thaut whut a fool I was to get wet. I stuud up and luukt round me. A colosal figuer, carvd aparrently in sum whiet stoen, loomd indistinctly beyond th rhododendrons thru th haezy dounpor. But all els of th werld was invisibl.
`Mi sensaeshuns wuud be hard to descrieb. As th colums of hael groo thiner, I saw th whiet figuer mor distinktly. It was verry larj, for a silver berch-tree tucht its shoelder. It was of whiet marbl, in shaep sumthing liek a wingd sfinx, but th wings, insted of being carryd verticaly at th sieds, wer spred so that it seemd to huver. Th pedestal, it apeerd to me, was of bronz, and was thik with verdigreez. It chanst that th faes was tords me; th sietles ies seemd to woch me; thair was th faent shado of a smiel on th lips. It was graetly wether-worn, and that imparted an unplezant sugjeschun of dizeez. I stuud luuking at it for a litl spaes -- haf a minit, perhaps, or haf an our. It seemd to advans and to reseed as th hael droev befor it denser or thiner. At last I tore mi ies frum it for a moement, and saw that th hael curten had worn thredbair, and that th skie was lightening with th promis of th sun.
`I luukt up agen at th crouching whiet shaep, and th fuul temerrity of mi voiej caem sudenly upon me. Whut miet apeer when that haezy curten was alltogether withdrawn? Whut miet not hav hapend to men? Whut if crooelty had groen into a comon pashun? Whut if in this interval th raes had lost its manlynes, and had developt into sumthing inhueman, unsimpathetic, and oeverwhelmingly powerful? I miet seem sum oeld-werld savej animal, oenly th mor dredful and disgusting for our comon lieknes -- a foul creecher to be incontinently slain.
`Allredy I saw uther vast shaeps -- huej bildings with intriket parrapets and tall colums, with a wuuded hil-sied dimly creeping in upon me thru th lesening storm. I was seezd with a panic feer. I ternd franticaly to th Tiem Masheen, and stroev hard to re-ajust it. As I did so th shafts of th sun smoet thru th thunderstorm. Th grae dounpor was swept asied and vanisht liek th traeling garments of a goest. Abuv me, in th intens bloo of th sumer skie, sum faent broun shreds of cloud wherld into nuthingnes. Th graet bildings about me stuud out cleer and distinkt, shiening with th wet of th thunderstorm, and pikt out in whiet bi th unmelted hailstones pield along thair corses. I felt naeked in a straenj werld. I felt as perhaps a berd mae feel in th cleer air, noeing th hauk wings abuv and wil swoop. Mi feer groo to frenzy. I tuuk a breething spaes, set mi teeth, and agen grapld feersly, rist and nee, with th masheen. It gaev under mi desperet onset and ternd oever. It struk mi chin vieolently. Wun hand on th sadl, th uther on th lever, I stuud panting hevily in atitued to mount agen.
`But with this recuvery of a prompt retreet mi curej recuverd. I luukt mor cueriusly and les feerfuly at this werld of th remoet fuecher. In a sercuelar oepening, hi up in th wall of th neerer hous, I saw a groop of figuers clad in rich sofft roebs. Thae had seen me, and thair faeses wer directed tords me.
`Then I herd voises aproeching me. Cuming thru th buushes bi th Whiet Sfinx wer th heds and shoelders of men runing. Wun of thees emerjd in a pathwae leeding straet to th litl laun upon which I stuud with mi masheen. He was a sliet creecher -- perhaps foer feet hi -- clad in a perpl tuenic, girdled at th waest with a lether belt. Sandals or buskins -- I cuud not cleerly distinggwish which -- wer on his feet; his legs wer bair to th nees, and his hed was bair. Noetising that, I noetist for th ferst tiem how worm th air was.
`He struk me as being a verry buetyful and graesful creecher, but indescriebably frael. His flusht faes remiended me of th mor buetyful kiend of consumptiv -- that hectic buety of which we uezd to heer so much. At th siet of him I sudenly regaend confidens. I tuuk mi hands frum th masheen.
`In anuther moement we wer standing faes to faes, I and this frajil thing out of fueturity. He caem straet up to me and laft into mi ies. Th absens frum his bairing of eny sien of feer struk me at wuns. Then he ternd to th too uthers hoo wer foloeing him and spoek to them in a straenj and verry sweet and liqid tung.
`Thair wer uthers cuming, and prezently a litl groop of perhaps aet or ten of thees exqizit creechers wer about me. Wun of them adrest me. It caem into mi hed, odly enuf, that mi vois was too harsh and deep for them. So I shuuk mi hed, and, pointing to mi eers, shuuk it agen. He caem a step forward, hezitaeted, and then tucht mi hand. Then I felt uther sofft litl tentacls upon mi bak and shoelders. Thae wonted to maek shur I was reeal. Thair was nuthing in this at all alarming. Indeed, thair was sumthing in thees prity litl peepl that inspierd confidens -- a graesful jentlnes, a serten chieldliek eez. And besieds, thae luukt so frael that I cuud fansy mieself flinging th hoel duzen of them about liek nien-pins. But I maed a suden moeshun to worn them when I saw thair litl pink hands feeling at th Tiem Masheen. Hapily then, when it was not too laet, I thaut of a daenjer I had hitherto forgoten, and reeching oever th bars of th masheen I unscrood th litl levers that wuud set it in moeshun, and puut thees in mi poket. Then I ternd agen to see whut I cuud do in th wae of comuenicaeshun.
`And then, luuking mor neerly into thair feechers, I saw sum ferther pecueliarritys in thair Dresden-chiena tiep of pritynes. Thair hair, which was ueniformly curly, caem to a sharp end at th nek and cheek; thair was not th faentest sugjeschun of it on th faes, and thair eers wer singguelarly mienuet. Th mouths wer small, with briet red, rather thin lips, and th litl chins ran to a point. Th ies wer larj and mield; and -- this mae seem egotizm on mi part -- I fansyd eeven that thair was a serten lak of th interest I miet hav expected in them.
`As thae maed no efort to comuenicaet with me, but simply stuud round me smieling and speeking in sofft cooing noets to eech uther, I began th conversaeshun. I pointed to th Tiem Masheen and to mieself. Then hezitaeting for a moement how to expres tiem, I pointed to th sun. At wuns a quaintly prity litl figuer in chekerd perpl and whiet foloed mi jescher, and then astonisht me bi imitaeting th sound of thunder.
`For a moement I was stagerd, tho th import of his jescher was plaen enuf. Th qeschun had cum into mi miend abruptly: wer thees creechers fools? U mae hardly understand how it tuuk me. U see I had allwaes antisipaeted that th peepl of th yeer Aet Hundred and Too Thouzand od wuud be incredibly in frunt of us in nolej, art, evrything. Then wun of them sudenly askt me a qeschun that shoed him to be on th intelekchual level of wun of our fiev-yeer-oeld children -- askt me, in fact, if I had cum frum th sun in a thunderstorm! It let loos th jujment I had suspended upon thair cloeths, thair frael liet lims, and frajil feechers. A flo of disapointment rusht across mi miend. For a moement I felt that I had bilt th Tiem Masheen in vaen.
`I noded, pointed to th sun, and gaev them such a vivid rendering of a thunderclap as startld them. Thae all withdroo a paes or so and bowd. Then caem wun lafing tords me, carrying a chaen of buetyful flowers alltogether nue to me, and puut it about mi nek. Th iedeea was reseevd with meloedius aplauz; and prezently thae wer all runing to and fro for flowers, and lafingly flinging them upon me until I was allmoest smutherd with blosom. U hoo hav never seen th liek can scairsly imajin whut deliket and wunderful flowers countles yeers of culcher had creaeted. Then sumwun sugjested that thair plaething shuud be exibited in th neerest bilding, and so I was led past th sfinx of whiet marbl, which had seemd to woch me all th whiel with a smiel at mi astonishment, tords a vast grae edifis of freted stoen. As I went with them th memory of mi confident antisipaeshuns of a profoundly graev and intelekchual posterrity caem, with irrezistibl merriment, to mi miend.
`Th bilding had a huej entry, and was alltogether of colosal dimenshuns. I was nacheraly moest ocuepied with th groeing croud of litl peepl, and with th big oepen portals that yawned befor me shadoey and misteerius. Mi jeneral impreshun of th werld I saw oever thair heds was a tanggld waest of buetyful buushes and flowers, a long-neglected and yet weedless garden. I saw a number of tall spieks of straenj whiet flowers, mezhering a fuut perhaps across th spred of th waxen petals. Thae groo scaterd, as if wield, amung th vairigaeted shrubs, but, as I sae, I did not examin them cloesly at this tiem. Th Tiem Masheen was left dezerted on th terf amung th rhododendrons.
`Th arch of th dorwae was richly carvd, but nacheraly I did not obzerv th carving verry narroely, tho I fansyd I saw sugjeschuns of oeld Phoenician decoraeshuns as I past thru, and it struk me that thae wer verry badly broeken and wether-worn. Several mor brietly clad peepl met me in th dorwae, and so we enterd, I, drest in dinjy nienteenth-senchery garments, luuking groetesk enuf, garlanded with flowers, and serounded bi an eddying mas of briet, sofft-culord roebs and shiening whiet lims, in a meloedius wherl of lafter and lafing speech.
`Th big dorwae oepend into a proporshunetly graet hall hung with broun. Th roof was in shado, and th windoes, parshaly glaezd with culord glas and parshaly unglaezd, admited a temperd liet. Th flor was maed up of huej bloks of sum verry hard whiet metal, not plates nor slabs -- bloks, and it was so much worn, as I jujd bi th going to and fro of past jeneraeshuns, as to be deeply channelled along th mor ed waes. Transvers to th length wer inuemerabl taebls maed of slabs of polisht stoen, raezd perhaps a fuut frum th flor, and upon thees wer heeps of froots. Sum I recogniezd as a kiend of hypertrophied razberry and orenj, but for th moest part thae wer straenj.
`Between th taebls was scaterd a graet number of cuushuns. Upon thees mi conductors seeted themselvs, siening for me to do liekwiez. With a prity absens of serremoeny thae began to eet th froot with thair hands, flinging peel and stauks, and so forth, into th round oepenings in th sieds of th taebls. I was not loeth to folo thair exampl, for I felt thersty and hunggry. As I did so I servaed th hall at mi leezher.
`And perhaps th thing that struk me moest was its dilapidaeted luuk. Th staend-glas windoes, which displaed oenly a jeo-metrical patern, wer broeken in meny plaeses, and th curtens that hung across th loeer end wer thik with dust. And it caut mi ie that th corner of th marbl taebl neer me was frakcherd. Nevertheles, th jeneral efect was extreemly rich and pikcheresk. Thair wer, perhaps, a cupl of hundred peepl diening in th hall, and moest of them, seeted as neer to me as thae cuud cum, wer woching me with interest, thair litl ies shiening oever th froot thae wer eeting. All wer clad in th saem sofft, and yet strong, silky mateerial.
`Froot, bi th bi, was all thair dieet. Thees peepl of th remoet fuecher wer strict vegetarians, and whiel I was with them, in spiet of sum carnal cravings, I had to be frugivorous allso. Indeed, I found afterwards that horses, catl, sheep, daugs, had foloed th Ichthyosaurus into extinkshun. But th froots wer verry delietful; wun, in particuelar, that seemd to be in seezon all th tiem I was thair -- a floury thing in a three-sieded husk -- was espeshaly guud, and I maed it mi staepl. At ferst I was puzld bi all thees straenj froots, and bi th straenj flowers I saw, but laeter I began to perseev thair import.
`However, I am teling U of mi froot diner in th distant fuecher now. So soon as mi apetiet was a litl chekt, I determind to maek a rezoloot atempt to lern th speech of thees nue men of mien. Cleerly that was th next thing to do. Th froots seemd a conveenyunt thing to begin upon, and hoelding wun of thees up I began a seerys of interogativ sounds and jeschers. I had sum considerabl dificulty in convaeing mi meening. At ferst mi eforts met with a stair of serpriez or inextinguishable lafter, but prezently a fair-haired litl creecher seemd to grasp mi intenshun and repeeted a naem. Thae had to chater and explaen th biznes at graet length to eech uther, and mi ferst atempts to maek th exqizit litl sounds of thair langgwej cauzd an imens amount of amuezment. However, I felt liek a scoolmaster amidst children, and persisted, and prezently I had a scor of noun substantives at leest at mi comand; and then I got to demonstrativ proenouns, and eeven th verb "to eet." But it was slo werk, and th litl peepl soon tierd and wonted to get awae frum mi interrogations, so I determind, rather of nesesity, to let them giv thair lesons in litl doeses when thae felt incliend. And verry litl doeses I found thae wer befor long, for I never met peepl mor indolent or mor eezily fateegd.
`A qeer thing I soon discuverd about mi litl hoests, and that was thair lak of interest. Thae wuud cum to me with eeger cries of astonishment, liek children, but liek children thae wuud soon stop examining me and waander awae after sum uther toi. Th diner and mi conversaeshunal beginings ended, I noeted for th ferst tiem that allmoest all thees hoo had serounded me at ferst wer gon. It is od, too, how speedily I caem to disregard thees litl peepl. I went out thru th portal into th sunlit werld agen so soon as mi hungger was satisfied. I was continuealy meeting mor of thees men of th fuecher, hoo wuud folo me a litl distans, chater and laf about me, and, having smield and jesticuelaeted in a frendly wae, leev me agen to mi oen devieses.
`Th caam of eevning was upon th werld as I emerjd frum th graet hall, and th seen was lit bi th worm glo of th seting sun. At ferst things wer verry confuezing. Evrything was so entierly diferent frum th werld I had noen -- eeven th flowers. Th big bilding I had left was sichuaeted on th sloep of a braud river valy, but th Thames had shifted perhaps a miel frum its prezent pozishun. I rezolvd to mount to th sumit of a crest, perhaps a miel and a haf awae, frum which I cuud get a wieder vue of this our planet in th yeer Aet Hundred and Too Thouzand Seven Hundred and Wun A.D. For that, I shuud explaen, was th daet th litl dieals of mi masheen recorded.
`As I waukt I was wochful for evry impreshun that cuud posibly help to explaen th condishun of rooinus splendour in which I found th werld -- for rooinus it was. A litl wae up th hil, for instans, was a graet heep of granit, bound together bi mases of aluminium, a vast laberinth of presipitus walls and crumbld heeps, amidst which wer thik heeps of verry buetyful pagoeda-liek plants -- nettles posibly -- but wunderfuly tinted with broun about th leevs, and incaepabl of stinging. It was evidently th derrelict remaens of sum vast strukcher, to whut end bilt I cuud not determin. It was heer that I was destind, at a laeter daet, to hav a verry straenj expeeryens -- th ferst intimaeshun of a stil straenjer discuvery -- but of that I wil speek in its proper plaes. `Luuking round with a suden thaut, frum a terres on which I rested for a whiel, I reealiezd that thair wer no small houses to be seen. Aparrently th singgl hous, and posibly eeven th hous-hoeld, had vanisht. Heer and thair amung th greenery wer palis-liek bildings, but th hous and th cotej, which form such carracteristic feechers of our oen English landscaep, had disapeerd.
`"Comuenizm," sed I to mieself.
`And on th heels of that caem anuther thaut. I luukt at th haf-duzen litl figuers that wer foloeing me. Then, in a flash, I perseevd that all had th saem form of costoom, th saem sofft hairles vizej, and th saem gerlish roetundity of lim. It mae seem straenj, perhaps, that I had not noetist this befor. But evrything was so straenj. Now, I saw th fact plaenly enuf. In costoom, and in all th diferenses of texcher and bairing that now mark off th sexes frum eech uther, thees peepl of th fuecher wer aliek. And th children seemd to mi ies to be but th miniachers of thair pairents. I jujd, then, that th children of that tiem wer extreemly precoeshus, fizicaly at leest, and I found afterwards abundant verrificaeshun of mi opinyon.
`Seeing th eez and secuerity in which thees peepl wer living, I felt that this cloes rezemblans of th sexes was after all whut wun wuud expect; for th strength of a man and th sofftnes of a wuuman, th institueshun of th family, and th diferenshiaeshun of ocuepaeshuns ar meer militant nesesitys of an aej of fizical fors; wherr popuelaeshun is balanst and abundant, much childbearing becums an eevil rather than a blesing to th Staet; wherr vieolens cums but rairly and off-spring ar secuer, thair is les nesesity -- indeed thair is no nesesity -- for an efishent family, and th speshalizaeshun of th sexes with referens to thair children's needs disapeers. We see sum beginings of this eeven in our oen tiem, and in this fuecher aej it was compleet. This, I must remiend U, was mi specuelaeshun at th tiem. Laeter, I was to apreeshiaet how far it fel short of th reality.
`Whiel I was muezing upon thees things, mi atenshun was atracted bi a prity litl strukcher, liek a wel under a cuepola. I thaut in a transitory wae of th odnes of wels stil existing, and then rezoomd th thred of mi specuelaeshuns. Thair wer no larj bildings tords th top of th hil, and as mi wauking powers wer evidently miracuelus, I was prezently left aloen for th ferst tiem. With a straenj sens of freedom and advencher I puusht on up to th crest.
`Thair I found a seet of sum yelo metal that I did not recogniez, corroded in plaeses with a kiend of pinkish rust and haf smutherd in sofft moss, th arm-rests cast and field into th rezemblans of griffins' heds. I sat doun on it, and I servaed th braud vue of our oeld werld under th sunset of that long dae. It was as sweet and fair a vue as I hav ever seen. Th sun had allredy gon belo th horiezon and th west was flaeming goeld, tucht with sum horizontal bars of perpl and crimzon.
Belo was th valy of th Thames, in which th river lae liek a band of bernisht steel. I hav allredy spoeken of th graet palises doted about amung th vairigaeted greenery, sum in rooins and sum stil ocuepied. Heer and thair roez a whiet or silvery figuer in th waest garden of th erth, heer and thair caem th sharp vertical lien of sum cuepola or obelisk. Thair wer no hejes, no siens of proprieetairy riets, no evidenses of agriculcher; th hoel erth had becum a garden.
`So woching, I began to puut mi interpretaeshun upon th things I had seen, and as it shaept itself to me that eevning, mi interpretaeshun was sumthing in this wae. (Afterwards I found I had got oenly a haf-trooth -- or oenly a glimps of wun faset of th trooth.)
`It seemd to me that I had hapend upon huemanity upon th waen. Th rudy sunset set me thinking of th sunset of man-kiend. For th ferst tiem I began to reealiez an od conseqens of th soeshal efort in which we ar at prezent engaejd. And yet, cum to think, it is a lojical conseqens enuf. Strength is th outcum of need; secuerity sets a preemium on feeblnes. Th werk of ameliorating th condishuns of lief -- th troo siviliezing proses that maeks lief mor and mor secuer -- had gon stedily on to a cliemax. Wun trieumf of a uenieted huemanity oever Naecher had foloed anuther. Things that ar now meer dreems had becum projects deliberetly puut in hand and carryd forward. And th harvest was whut I saw!
`After all, th sanitaeshun and th agriculcher of to-dae ar stil in th roodimentary staej. Th sieens of our tiem has atakt but a litl department of th feeld of hueman dizeez, but, eeven so, it spreds its operaeshuns verry stedily and persistently. Our agriculcher and horticulcher destroi a weed just heer and thair and cultivaet perhaps a scor or so of hoelsum plants, leeving th graeter number to fiet out a balans as thae can. We improov our faevorit plants and animals -- and how fue thae ar -- grajualy bi selectiv breeding; now a nue and beter peech, now a seedles graep, now a sweeter and larjer flower, now a mor conveenyunt breed of catl. We improov them grajualy, becauz our iedeeals ar vaeg and tentativ, and our nolej is verry limited; becauz Naecher, too, is shi and slo in our clumzy hands. Sum dae all this wil be beter organiezd, and stil beter. That is th drift of th curent in spiet of th edys. Th hoel werld wil be intelijent, ejucaeted, and co-operaeting; things wil moov faster and faster tords th subjugaeshun of Naecher. In th end, wiezly and cairfuly we shal re-ajust th balans of animal and vejetabl lief to soot our hueman needs.
`This ajustment, I sae, must hav bin dun, and dun wel; dun indeed for all Tiem, in th spaes of Tiem across which mi masheen had leept. Th air was free frum gnats, th erth frum weeds or fungi; evrywhair wer froots and sweet and delietful flowers; brilyant buterflies floo hither and thither. Th iedeel of preventiv medisin was ataend. Dizeezes had bin stampt out. I saw no evidens of eny contaejus dizeezes during all mi stae. And I shal hav to tel U laeter that eeven th proseses of puetrefacshun and decae had bin profoundly afected bi thees chaenjes.
`Soeshal trieumfs, too, had bin efected. I saw man-kiend houzd in splendid shelters, gloriusly cloethd, and as yet I had found them engaejd in no toil. Thair wer no siens of strugl, neether soeshal nor economical strugl. Th shop, th advertiezment, trafic, all that comers which constituets th body of our werld, was gon. It was nacheral on that goelden eevning that I shuud jump at th iedeea of a soeshal parradies. Th dificulty of increesing popuelaeshun had bin met, I gest, and popuelaeshun had seest to increes.
`But with this chaenj in condishun cums inevitably adaptaeshuns to th chaenj. Whut, unles bieolojical sieens is a mas of errors, is th cauz of hueman intelijens and vigour? Hardship and freedom: condishuns under which th activ, strong, and sutl serviev and th weeker go to th wall; condishuns that puut a preemium upon th loial alieans of caepabl men, upon self-restraent, paeshens, and desizhun. And th institueshun of th family, and th emoeshuns that ariez thairin, th feers jelusy, th tendernes for offspring, parental self-devoeshun, all found thair justificaeshun and suport in th iminent daenjers of th yung. Now, wherr ar thees iminent daenjers? Thair is a sentiment ariezing, and it wil gro, agenst conoobial jelusy, agenst feers maternity, agenst pashun of all sorts; unnesesairy things now, and things that maek us uncumfortabl, savej servievals, discords in a refiend and plezant lief.
`I thaut of th fizical slightness of th peepl, thair lak of intelijens, and thoes big abundant rooins, and it strengthend mi beleef in a perfect conqest of Naecher. For after th batl cums Qieet. Huemanity had bin strong, enerjetic, and intelijent, and had uezd all its abundant vietality to allter th condishuns under which it livd. And now caem th reacshun of th allterd condishuns.
`Under th nue condishuns of perfect cumfort and secuerity, that restles enerjy, that with us is strength, wuud becum weeknes. Eeven in our oen tiem serten tendensys and deziers, wuns nesesairy to servieval, ar a constant sors of faeluer. Fizical curej and th luv of batl, for instans, ar no graet help -- mae eeven be hindranses -- to a siviliezd man. And in a staet of fizical balans and secuerity, power, intelekchual as wel as fizical, wuud be out of plaes. For countles yeers I jujd thair had bin no daenjer of wor or solitairy vieolens, no daenjer frum wield beests, no waesting dizeez to reqier strength of constitueshun, no need of toil. For such a lief, whut we shuud call th weak ar as wel eqipt as th strong, ar indeed no longger weak. Beter eqipt indeed thae ar, for th strong wuud be freted bi an enerjy for which thair was no outlet. No dout th exqizit buety of th bildings I saw was th outcum of th last surgings of th now perposles enerjy of man-kiend befor it setld doun into perfect harmony with th condishuns under which it livd -- th flerish of that trieumf which began th last graet pees. This has ever bin th faet of enerjy in secuerity; it taeks to art and to erotisizm, and then cum langgor and decae.
`Eeven this artistic impetus wuud at last die awae -- had allmoest died in th Tiem I saw. To adorn themselvs with flowers, to dans, to sing in th sunliet: so much was left of th artistic spirit, and no mor. Eeven that wu ud faed in th end into a contented inactivity. We ar kept keen on th griendstoen of paen and nesesity, and, it seemd to me, that heer was that haetful griendstoen broeken at last!
`As I stuud thair in th gathering dark I thaut that in this simpl explanaeshun I had masterd th problem of th werld -- masterd th hoel seecret of thees delishus peepl. Posibly th cheks thae had deviezd for th increes of popuelaeshun had sucseeded too wel, and thair numbers had rather diminisht than kept staeshunairy. That wuud acount for th abandond rooins. Verry simpl was mi explanaeshun, and plauzibl enuf -- as moest rong theeorys ar!
`As I stuud thair muezing oever this too perfect trieumf of man, th fuul moon, yelo and gibus, caem up out of an oeverflo of silver liet in th northeest. Th briet litl figuers seest to moov about belo, a noizles oul flited bi, and I shiverd with th chil of th niet. I determind to desend and fiend wherr I cuud sleep.
`I luukt for th bilding I nue. Then mi ie traveld along to th figuer of th Whiet Sfinx upon th pedestal of bronz, groeing distinkt as th liet of th riezing moon groo brieter. I cuud see th silver berch agenst it. Thair was th tanggl of roedodendron buushes, blak in th pael liet, and thair was th litl laun. I luukt at th laun agen. A qeer dout child mi complaesensy. "No," sed I stoutly to mieself, "that was not th laun."
`But it was th laun. For th whiet leprus faes of th sfinx was tords it. Can U imajin whut I felt as this convicshun caem hoem to me? But U cannot. Th Tiem Masheen was gon!
`At wuns, liek a lash across th faes, caem th posibility of loozing mi oen aej, of being left helples in this straenj nue werld. Th bair thaut of it was an akchual fizical sensaeshun. I cuud feel it grip me at th throet and stop mi breething. In anuther moement I was in a pashun of feer and runing with graet leeping strieds doun th sloep. Wuns I fel hedlong and cut mi faes; I lost no tiem in stanching th blud, but jumpt up and ran on, with a worm trikl doun mi cheek and chin. All th tiem I ran I was saeing to mieself: "Thae hav moovd it a litl, puusht it under th buushes out of th wae." Nevertheles, I ran with all mi mietAll th tiem, with th sertenty that sumtiems cums with exsesiv dred, I nue that such ashurans was foly, nue instinktivly that th masheen was remoovd out of mi reech. Mi breth caem with paen. I supoez I cuverd th hoel distans frum th hil crest to th litl laun, too miels perhaps, in ten minits. And I am not a yung man. I curst aloud, as I ran, at mi confident foly in leeving th masheen, waesting guud breth thairbi. I cried aloud, and nun anserd. Not a creecher seemd to be stering in that moonlit werld.
`When I reecht th laun mi werst feers wer reealiezd. Not a traes of th thing was to be seen. I felt faent and coeld when I faest th empty spaes amung th blak tanggl of buushes. I ran round it fueriusly, as if th thing miet be hiden in a corner, and then stopt abruptly, with mi hands cluching mi hair. Abuv me towerd th sfinx, upon th bronz pedestal, whiet, shiening, leprus, in th liet of th riezing moon. It seemd to smiel in mokery of mi dismae.
`I miet hav consoeld mieself bi imajining th litl peepl had puut th mecanizm in sum shelter for me, had I not felt ashurd of thair fizical and intelekchual inadeqasy. That is whut dismaed me: th sens of sum hitherto unsuspected power, thru hoos intervenshun mi invenshun had vanisht. Yet, for wun thing I felt ashurd: unles sum uther aej had produest its exact doopliket, th masheen cuud not hav moovd in tiem. Th atachment of th levers -- I wil sho U th method laeter -- prevented eny wun frum tampering with it in that wae when thae wer remoovd. It had moovd, and was hid, oenly in spaes. But then, wherr cuud it be?
`I think I must hav had a kiend of frenzy. I remember runing vieolently in and out amung th moonlit buushes all round th sfinx, and startling sum whiet animal that, in th dim liet, I tuuk for a small deer. I remember, too, laet that niet, beeting th buushes with mi clencht fist until mi nukls wer gashed and bleeding frum th broeken twigs. Then, sobing and raeving in mi anggwish of miend, I went doun to th graet bilding of stoen. Th big hall was dark, sielent, and dezerted. I slipt on th uneeven flor, and fel oever wun of th malachite taebls, allmoest braeking mi shin. I lit a mach and went on past th dusty curtens, of which I hav toeld U.
`Thair I found a second graet hall cuverd with cuushuns, upon which, perhaps, a scor or so of th litl peepl wer sleeping. I hav no dout thae found mi second apeerans straenj enuf, cuming sudenly out of th qieet darknes with inarticuelet noizes and th splutter and flair of a mach. For thae had forgoten about maches. "Wherr is mi Tiem Masheen?" I began, bawling liek an anggry chield, laeing hands upon them and shaeking them up together. It must hav bin verry qeer to them. Sum laft, moest of them luukt sorly frietend. When I saw them standing round me, it caem into mi hed that I was doing as a thing as it was posibl for me to do under th sercumstanses, in trieing to reviev th sensaeshun of feer. For, reezoning frum thair daeliet behaevuer, I thaut that feer must be forgoten.
`Abruptly, I dasht doun th mach, and, noking wun of th peepl oever in mi cors, went blundering across th big diening-hall agen, out under th moonliet. I herd cries of terror and thair litl feet runing and stumbling this wae and that. I do not remember all I did as th moon crept up th skie. I supoez it was th unexpected naecher of mi loss that maddened me. I felt hoeplesly cut off frum mi oen kiend -- a straenj animal in an unnoen werld. I must hav raved to and fro, screeming and crieing upon God and Faet. I hav a memory of horribl fateeg, as th long niet of despair wor awae; of luuking in this imposibl plaes and that; of groeping amung moonlit rooins and tuching straenj creechers in th blak shadoes; at last, of lieing on th ground neer th sfinx and weeping with absoloot rechednes. I had nuthing left but mizery. Then I slept, and when I woek agen it was fuul dae, and a cupl of sparroes wer hoping round me on th terf within reech of mi arm.
`I sat up in th freshnes of th morning, trieing to remember how I had got thair, and whi I had such a profound sens of dezershun and despair. Then things caem cleer in mi miend. With th plaen, reezonabl daeliet, I cuud luuk mi sercumstanses fairly in th faes. I saw th wield foly of mi frenzy oeverniet, and I cuud reezon with mieself. "Supoez th werst?" I sed. "Supoez th masheen alltogether lost -- perhaps destroid? It behoves me to be caam and paeshent, to lern th wae of th peepl, to get a cleer iedeea of th method of mi loss, and th meens of geting mateerials and tools; so that in th end, perhaps, I mae maek anuther." That wuud be mi oenly hoep, perhaps, but beter than despair. And, after all, it was a buetyful and cuerius werld.
`But probably, th masheen had oenly bin taeken awae. Stil, I must be caam and paeshent, fiend its hieding-plaes, and recuver it bi fors or cuning. And with that I scrambld to mi feet and luukt about me, wundering wherr I cuud baeth. I felt weery, stif, and travel-soild. Th freshnes of th morning maed me dezier an eeqal freshnes. I had exausted mi emoeshun. Indeed, as I went about mi biznes, I found mieself wundering at mi intens exsietment oeverniet. I maed a cairful examinaeshun of th ground about th litl laun. I waested sum tiem in fuetil questionings, convaed, as wel as I was aebl, to such of th litl peepl as caem bi. Thae all faeld to understand mi jeschers; sum wer simply stolid, sum thaut it was a jest and laft at me. I had th hardest task in th werld to keep mi hands off thair prity lafing faeses. It was a foolish impuls, but th devil begoten of feer and bliend angger was il curbed and stil eeger to taek advantej of mi perplexity. Th terf gaev beter counsel. I found a groov ript in it, about midwae between th pedestal of th sfinx and th marks of mi feet wherr, on arieval, I had strugld with th oeverternd masheen. Thair wer uther siens of remooval about, with qeer narro fuutprints liek thoes I cuud imajin maed bi a sloth. This directed mi cloeser atenshun to th pedestal. It was, as I think I hav sed, of bronz. It was not a meer blok, but hiely decoraeted with deep fraemd panels on eether sied. I went and rapt at thees. Th pedestal was holo. Examining th panels with cair I found them discontinueus with th fraems. Thair wer no handls or keyholes, but posibly th panels, if thae wer dors, as I supoezd, oepend frum within. Wun thing was cleer enuf to mi miend. It tuuk no verry graet mental efort to infer that mi Tiem Masheen was insied that pedestal. But how it got thair was a diferent problem.
`I saw th heds of too orenj-clad peepl cuming thru th buushes and under sum blosom-cuverd apl-trees tords me. I ternd smieling to them and bekond them to me. Thae caem, and then, pointing to th bronz pedestal, I tried to intimaet mi wish to oepen it. But at mi ferst jescher tords this thae behaevd verry odly. I don't noe how to convae thair expreshun to U. Supoez U wer to uez a groesly improper jescher to a deliket-miended wuuman -- it is how she wuud luuk. Thae went off as if thae had reseevd th last posibl insult. I tried a sweet-luuking litl chap in whiet next, with exactly th saem rezult. Sumhow, his maner maed me feel ashaemd of mieself. But, as U noe, I wonted th Tiem Masheen, and I tried him wuns mor. As he ternd off, liek th uthers, mi temper got th beter of me. In three strieds I was after him, had him bi th loos part of his roeb round th nek, and began draging him tords th sfinx. Then I saw th horror and repugnans of his faes, and all of a suden I let him go.
`But I was not beeten yet. I bangd with mi fist at th bronz panels, I thaut I herd sumthing ster insied -- to be explisit, I thaut I herd a sound liek a chukl -- but I must hav bin mistaeken. Then I got a big pebl frum th river, and caem and hamerd til I had flatend a coil in th decoraeshuns, and th verdigreez caem off in poudery flaeks. Th deliket litl peepl must hav herd me hammering in gusty outbraeks a miel awae on eether hand, but nuthing caem of it. I saw a croud of them upon th sloeps, luuking fertivly at me. At last, hot and tierd, I sat doun to woch th plaes. But I was too restles to woch long; I am too Ocsidental for a long vijil. I cuud werk at a problem for yeers, but to waet inactiv for twenty-foer ours -- that is anuther mater.
`I got up after a tiem, and began wauking aemlesly thru th buushes tords th hil agen. "Paeshens," sed I to mieself. "If U wont yur masheen agen U must leev that sfinx aloen. If thae meen to taek yur masheen awae, it's litl guud yur reking thair bronz panels, and if thae don't, U wil get it bak as soon as U can ask for it. To sit amung all thoes unnoen things befor a puzl liek that is hoeples. That wae lies monomaenia. Faes this werld. Lern its waes, woch it, be cairful of too haesty geses at its meening. In th end U wil fiend cloos to it all." Then sudenly th huemor of th sichuaeshun caem into mi miend: th thaut of th yeers I had spent in study and toil to get into th fuecher aej, and now mi pashun of angzieity to get out of it. I had maed mieself th moest complicaeted and th moest hoeples trap that ever a man deviezd. Alltho it was at mi oen expens, I cuud not help mieself. I laft aloud.
`Going thru th big palis, it seemd to me that th litl peepl avoided me. It mae hav bin mi fansy, or it mae hav had sumthing to do with mi hammering at th gaets of bronz. Yet I felt tolerably shur of th avoidans. I was cairful, however, to sho no consern and to abstaen frum eny persoot of them, and in th cors of a dae or too things got bak to th oeld fuuting. I maed whut progres I cuud in th langgwej, and in adishun I puusht mi exploraeshuns heer and thair. Eether I mist sum sutl point, or thair langgwej was exsesivly simpl -- allmoest excloosivly compoezd of concreet substantives and verbs. Thair seemd to be fue, if eny, abstract terms, or litl ues of figuerativ langgwej. Thair sentenses wer uezhualy simpl and of too werds, and I faeld to convae or understand eny but th simplest propozishuns. I determind to puut th thaut of mi Tiem Masheen and th mistery of th bronz dors under th sfinx as much as posibl in a corner of memory, until mi groeing nolej wuud leed me bak to them in a nacheral wae. Yet a serten feeling, U mae understand, tetherd me in a sercl of a fue miels round th point of mi arieval.
`So far as I cuud see, all th werld displaed th saem exooberant richnes as th Thames valy. Frum evry hil I cliemd I saw th saem abundans of splendid bildings, endlesly vairyd in mateerial and stiel, th saem clustering thikets of evergreens, th saem blosom-laeden trees and tree-ferns. Heer and thair wauter shoen liek silver, and beyond, th land roez into bloo unjulaeting hils, and so faeded into th serenity of th skie. A pecuelyar feecher, which prezently atracted mi atenshun, was th prezens of serten sercuelar wels, several, as it seemd to me, of a verry graet depth. Wun lae bi th path up th hil, which I had foloed during mi ferst wauk. Liek th uthers, it was rimd with bronz, cueriusly raut, and protected bi a litl cuepola frum th raen. Siting bi th sied of thees wels, and peering doun into th shafted darknes, I cuud see no gleem of wauter, nor cuud I start eny reflecshun with a lieted mach. But in all of them I herd a serten sound: a thud -- thud -- thud, liek th beeting of sum big enjin; and I discuverd, frum th flairing of mi maches, that a stedy curent of air set doun th shafts. Ferther, I throo a scrap of paeper into th throet of wun, and, insted of flutering sloely doun, it was at wuns sukt swiftly out of siet.
`After a tiem, too, I caem to conect thees wels with tall towers standing heer and thair upon th sloeps; for abuv them thair was offen just such a fliker in th air as wun sees on a hot dae abuv a sun-scorcht beech. Puuting things together, I reecht a strong sugjeschun of an extensiv sistem of subteraenian ventilaeshun, hoos troo import it was dificult to imajin. I was at ferst incliend to it with th sanitairy aparatus of thees peepl. It was an obvius concloozhun, but it was absolootly rong.
`And heer I must admit that I lernd verry litl of draens and bels and moeds of convaeans, and th liek conveenyunses, during mi tiem in this reeal fuecher. In sum of thees vizhuns of Uetoepias and cuming tiems which I hav reed, thair is a vast amount of deetael about bilding, and soeshal araenjments, and so forth. But whiel such deetaels ar eezy enuf to obtaen when th hoel werld is contaend in one's imajinaeshun, thae ar alltogether inacsesibl to a reeal traveler amid such realitys as I found heer. Conseev th tael of London which a negro, fresh frum Sentral Africa, wuud taek bak to his trieb! Whut wuud he noe of raelwae cumpanys, of soeshal moovments, of telefoen and telegraf wiers, of th Parsels Delivery Cumpany, and poestal orders and th liek? Yet we, at leest, shuud be wiling enuf to explaen thees things to him! And eeven of whut he nue, how much cuud he maek his untravelled frend eether aprehend or beleev? Then, think how narro th gap between a negro and a whiet man of our oen tiems, and how wied th interval between mieself and thees of th Goelden Aej! I was sensibl of much which was unseen, and which contribueted to mi cumfort; but saev for a jeneral impreshun of automatic organizaeshun, I feer I can convae verry litl of th diferens to yur miend.
`In th mater of sepulcher, for instans, I cuud see no siens of crematoria nor enything sugjestiv of tooms. But it ocurd to me that, posibly, thair miet be semeterrys (or crematoria) sumwherr beyond th raenj of mi explorings. This, agen, was a qeschun I deliberetly puut to mieself, and mi cueriosity was at ferst entierly defeeted upon th point. Th thing puzld me, and I was led to maek a ferther remark, which puzld me stil mor: that aejed and inferm amung this peepl thair wer nun.
`I must confes that mi satisfacshun with mi ferst theeorys of an automatic sivilizaeshun and a decadent huemanity did not long endur. Yet I cuud think of no uther. Let me puut mi dificultys. Th several big palises I had explord wer meer living plaeses, graet diening-halls and sleeping apartments. I cuud fiend no masheenery, no aplieanses of eny kiend. Yet thees peepl wer cloethd in plezant fabrics that must at tiems need renueal, and thair sandals, tho undecoraeted, wer fairly complex spesimens of metalwerk. Sumhow such things must be maed. And th litl peepl displaed no vestej of a creaetiv tendensy. Thair wer no shops, no werkshops, no sien of importations amung them. Thae spent all thair tiem in plaeing jently, in baething in th river, in maeking luv in a haf-plaeful fashun, in eeting froot and sleeping. I cuud not see how things wer kept going.
`Then, agen, about th Tiem Masheen: sumthing, I nue not whut, had taeken it into th holo pedestal of th Whiet Sfinx. Whi? For th lief of me I cuud not imajin. Thoes waterless wels, too, thoes flickering pilars. I felt I lakt a cloo. I felt -- how shal I puut it? Supoez U found an inscripshun, with sentenses heer and thair in exselent plaen English, and interpolaeted thairwith, uthers maed up of werds, of leters eeven, absolootly unnoen to U? Wel, on th therd dae of mi vizit, that was how th werld of Aet Hundred and Too Thouzand Seven Hundred and Wun prezented itself to me!
`That dae, too, I maed a frend -- of a sort. It hapend that, as I was woching sum of th litl peepl baething in a shalo, wun of them was seezd with cramp and began drifting dounstreem. Th maen curent ran rather swiftly, but not too strongly for eeven a moderet swimmer. It wil giv U an iedeea, thairfor, of th straenj defishensy in thees creechers, when I tel U that nun maed th slietest atempt to rescue th weekly crieing litl thing which was drouning befor thair ies. When I reealiezd this, I herydly slipt off mi cloeths, and, waeding in at a point loeer doun, I caut th pur miet and droo her saef to land. A litl rubing of th lims soon braut her round, and I had th satisfacshun of seeing she was all riet befor I left her. I had got to such a lo estimet of her kiend that I did not expect eny gratitued frum her. In that, however, I was rong.
`This hapend in th morning. In th afternoon I met mi litl wuuman, as I beleev it was, as I was reterning tords mi senter frum an exploraeshun, and she reseevd me with cries of deliet and prezented me with a big garland of flowers -- evidently maed for me and me aloen. Th thing tuuk mi imajinaeshun. Verry posibly I had bin feeling desolet. At eny raet I did mi best to displae mi apreeshiaeshun of th gift. We wer soon seeted together in a litl stoen arbour, engaejd in conversaeshun, cheefly of smiels. Th creature's frendlynes afected me exactly as a child's miet hav dun. We past eech uther flowers, and she kist mi hands. I did th saem to hers. Then I tried tauk, and found that her naem was Weena, which, tho I don't noe whut it ment, sumhow seemd aproepryet enuf. That was th begining of a qeer frendship which lasted a week, and ended -- as I wil tel U!
`She was exactly liek a chield. She wonted to be with me allwaes. She tried to folo me evry wherr, and on mi next jerny out and about it went to mi hart to tier her doun, and leev her at last, exausted and calling after me rather plaintively. But th problems of th werld had to be masterd. I had not, I sed to mieself, cum into th fuecher to carry on a miniacher flertaeshun. Yet her distres when I left her was verry graet, her expostulations at th parting wer sumtiems frantic, and I think, alltogether, I had as much trubl as cumfort frum her devoeshun. Nevertheles she was, sumhow, a verry graet cumfort. I thaut it was meer chieldish afecshun that maed her cling to me. Until it was too laet, I did not cleerly noe whut I had inflicted upon her when I left her. Nor until it was too laet did I cleerly understand whut she was to me. For, bi meerly seeming fond of me, and shoeing in her weak, fuetil wae that she caird for me, th litl dol of a creecher prezently gaev mi retern to th naeborhuud of th Whiet Sfinx allmoest th feeling of cuming hoem; and I wuud woch for her tieny figuer of whiet and goeld so soon as I caem oever th hil.
`It was frum her, too, that I lernd that feer had not yet left th werld. She was feerles enuf in th daeliet, and she had th oddest confidens in me; for wuns, in a foolish moement, I maed thretening grimaces at her, and she simply laft at them. But she dreded th dark, dreded shadoes, dreded blak things. Darknes to her was th wun thing dredful. It was a singguelarly pashunet emoeshun, and it set me thinking and obzerving. I discuverd then, amung uther things, that thees litl peepl gatherd into th graet houses after dark, and slept in droevs. To enter upon them without a liet was to puut them into a toomult of aprehenshun. I never found wun out of dors, or wun sleeping aloen within dors, after dark. Yet I was stil such a blokhed that I mist th leson of that feer, and in spiet of Weena's distres I insisted upon sleeping awae frum thees slumbering multitueds.
`It trubld her graetly, but in th end her od afecshun for me triumphed, and for fiev of th niets of our aqaentans, inclooding th last niet of all, she slept with her hed pillowed on mi arm. But mi story slips awae frum me as I speek of her. It must hav bin th niet befor her rescue that I was awaekend about daun. I had bin restles, dreeming moest disagreeably that I was dround, and that see-anemones wer feeling oever mi faes with thair sofft palps. I woek with a start, and with an od fansy that sum greyish animal had just rusht out of th chaember. I tried to get to sleep agen, but I felt restles and uncumfortabl. It was that dim grae our when things ar just creeping out of darknes, when evrything is colourless and cleer cut, and yet unreel. I got up, and went doun into th graet hall, and so out upon th flagstones in frunt of th palis. I thaut I wuud maek a verchoo of nesesity, and see th sunriez.
`Th moon was seting, and th dieing moonliet and th ferst palor of daun wer minggld in a gastly haf-liet. Th buushes wer inky blak, th ground a somber grae, th skie colourless and cheerles. And up th hil I thaut I cuud see goests. Thair several tiems, as I scand th sloep, I saw whiet figuers. Twies I fansyd I saw a solitairy whiet, apelike creecher runing rather qikly up th hil, and wuns neer th rooins I saw a leesh of them carrying sum dark body. Thae moovd haestily. I did not see whut becaem of them. It seemd that thae vanisht amung th buushes. Th daun was stil indistinct, U must understand. I was feeling that chil, unsertan, erly-morning feeling U mae hav noen. I douted mi ies.
`As th eestern skie groo brieter, and th liet of th dae caem on and its vivid colouring reternd upon th werld wuns mor, I scand th vue keenly. But I saw no vestej of mi whiet figuers. Thae wer meer creechers of th haf-liet. "Thae must hav bin goests," I sed; "I wunder whens thae daeted." For a qeer noeshun of Grant Allen's caem into mi hed, and amuezd me. If eech jeneraeshun die and leev goests, he argued, th werld at last wil get oevercrouded with them. On that theeory thae wuud hav groen inuemerabl sum Aet Hundred Thouzand Yeers hens, and it was no graet wunder to see foer at wuns. But th jest was unsatisfying, and I was thinking of thees figuers all th morning, until Weena's rescue droev them out of mi hed. I asoeshiaeted them in sum indefinit wae with th whiet animal I had startld in mi ferst pashunet serch for th Tiem Masheen. But Weena was a plezant substituet. Yet all th saem, thae wer soon destind to taek far deadlier pozeshun of mi miend.
`I think I hav sed how much hoter than our oen was th wether of this Goelden Aej. I cannot acount for it. It mae be that th sun was hoter, or th erth neerer th sun. It is uezhual to asoom that th sun wil go on cooling stedily in th fuecher. But peepl, unfamilyar with such specuelaeshuns as thoes of th yungger Darwin, forget that th planets must ultimetly fall bak wun bi wun into th pairent body. As thees catastrofys ocur, th sun wil blaez with renued enerjy; and it mae be that sum iner planet had suferd this faet. Whutever th reezon, th fact remaens that th sun was verry much hoter than we noe it.
`Wel, wun verry hot morning -- mi foerth, I think -- as I was seeking shelter frum th heet and glair in a colosal rooin neer th graet hous wherr I slept and fed, thair hapend this straenj thing: Clambering amung thees heeps of maesonry, I found a narro galery, hoos end and sied windoes wer blokt bi fallen mases of stoen. Bi contrast with th brilyansy outsied, it seemd at ferst impenetrably dark to me. I enterd it groeping, for th chaenj frum liet to blaknes maed spots of colour swim befor me. Sudenly I hallted spelbound. A pair of ies, loominus bi reflecshun agenst th daeliet without, was woching me out of th darknes.
`Th oeld instinktiv dred of wield beests caem upon me. I clencht mi hands and stedfastly luukt into th glairing ieballs. I was afraed to tern. Then th thaut of th absoloot secuerity in which huemanity apeerd to be living caem to mi miend. And then I rememberd that straenj terror of th dark. Oevercuming mi feer to sum extent, I advanst a step and spoek. I wil admit that mi vois was harsh and il controeld. I puut out mi hand and tucht sumthing sofft. At wuns th ies darted siedwaes, and sumthing whiet ran past me. I ternd with mi hart in mi mouth, and saw a qeer litl apelike figuer, its hed held doun in a pecuelyar maner, runing across th sunlit spaes behiend me. It blunderd agenst a blok of granit, stagerd asied, and in a moement was hiden in a blak shado beneeth anuther piel of rooind maesonry.
`Mi impreshun of it is, of cors, imperfect; but I nue it was a dul whiet, and had straenj larj greyish-red ies; allso that thair was flaxen hair on its hed and doun its bak. But, as I sae, it went too fast for me to see distinktly. I cannot eeven sae whether it ran on all-foers, or oenly with its forarms held verry lo. After an instant's pauz I foloed it into th second heep of rooins. I cuud not fiend it at ferst; but, after a tiem in th profound obscuerity, I caem upon wun of thoes round wel-liek oepenings of which I hav toeld U, haf cloezd bi a fallen pilar. A suden thaut caem to me. Cuud this Thing hav vanisht doun th shaft? I lit a mach, and, luuking doun, I saw a small, whiet, mooving creecher, with larj briet ies which regarded me stedfastly as it retreeted. It maed me shuder. It was so liek a hueman spieder! It was clambering doun th wall, and now I saw for th ferst tiem a number of metal fuut and hand rests forming a kiend of lader doun th shaft. Then th liet bernd mi finggers and fel out of mi hand, going out as it dropt, and when I had lit anuther th litl monster had disapeerd.
`I do not noe how long I sat peering doun that wel. It was not for sum tiem that I cuud sucseed in perswaeding mieself that th thing I had seen was hueman. But, grajualy, th trooth daund on me: that Man had not remaend wun speeshys, but had diferenshiaeted into too distinkt animals: that mi graesful children of th Uper-werld wer not th soel desendants of our jeneraeshun, but that this bleecht, obseen, nocternal Thing, which had flasht befor me, was allso err to all th aejes.
`I thaut of th flickering pilars and of mi theeory of an underground ventilaeshun. I began to suspect thair troo import. And whut, I wunderd, was this Leemer doing in mi skeem of a perfectly balanst organizaeshun? How was it relaeted to th indolent serenity of th buetyful Uper-werlders? And whut was hiden doun thair, at th fuut of that shaft? I sat upon th ej of th wel teling mieself that, at eny raet, thair was nuthing to feer, and that thair I must desend for th solooshun of mi dificultys. And withal I was absolootly afraed to go! As I hezitaeted, too of th buetyful Uper-werld peepl caem runing in thair amorus sport across th daeliet in th shado. Th mael persood th feemael, flinging flowers at her as he ran.
`Thae seemd distrest to fiend me, mi arm agenst th oeverternd pilar, peering doun th wel. Aparrently it was considerd bad form to remark thees apertures; for when I pointed to this wun, and tried to fraem a qeschun about it in thair tung, thae wer stil mor vizibly distrest and ternd awae. But thae wer interested bi mi maches, and I struk sum to amuez them. I tried them agen about th wel, and agen I faeld. So prezently I left them, meening to go bak to Weena, and see whut I cuud get frum her. But mi miend was allredy in revolooshun; mi geses and impreshuns wer sliping and slieding to a nue ajustment. I had now a cloo to th import of thees wels, to th ventilaeting towers, to th mistery of th goests; to sae nuthing of a hint at th meening of th bronz gaets and th faet of th Tiem Masheen! And verry vaegly thair caem a sugjeschun tords th solooshun of th economic problem that had puzld me.
`Heer was th nue vue. Plaenly, this second speeshys of Man was subteraenian. Thair wer three sercumstanses in particuelar which maed me think that its rair emerjens abuv ground was th outcum of a long-continued underground luuk comon in moest animals that liv larjly in th dark -- th whiet fish of th Kentucky caevs, for instans. Then, thoes larj ies, with that capasity for reflecting liet, ar comon feechers of nocternal things -- witnes th oul and th cat. And last of all, that evident confuezhun in th sunshien, that haesty yet fumbling aukward fliet tords dark shado, and that pecuelyar carrej of th hed whiel in th liet -- all re-inforst th theeory of an extreem sensitiveness of th retina.
`Beneeth mi feet, then, th erth must be tunnelled enormusly, and thees tunnellings wer th habitat of th nue raes. Th prezens of ventilaeting shafts and wels along th hil sloeps -- evrywhair, in fact, exsept along th river valy -- shoed how ueniversal wer its ramificaeshuns. Whut so nacheral, then, as to asoom that it was in this artifishal Under-werld that such werk as was nesesairy to th cumfort of th daeliet raes was dun? Th noeshun was so plauzibl that I at wuns acsepted it, and went on to asoom th how of this spliting of th hueman speeshys. I dair sae U wil antisipaet th shaep of mi theeory; tho, for mieself, I verry soon felt that it fel far short of th trooth.
`At ferst, proseeding frum th problems of our oen aej, it seemd cleer as daeliet to me that th grajual widening of th prezent meerly temporairy and soeshal diferens between th Capitalist and th Labourer, was th kee to th hoel pozishun. No dout it wil seem groetesk enuf to U -- and wieldly incredibl! -- and yet eeven now thair ar existing sercumstanses to point that wae. Thair is a tendensy to uetiliez underground spaes for th les ornamental perposes of sivilizaeshun; thair is th Metropolitan Raelwae in London, for instans, thair ar nue electric raelwaes, thair ar subwaes, thair ar underground workrooms and resterants, and thae increes and multipli. Evidently, I thaut, this tendensy had increest til Industry had grajualy lost its berthriet in th skie. I meen that it had gon deeper and deeper into larjer and ever larjer underground factorys, spending a stil-increesing amount of its tiem thairin, til, in th end -- ! Eeven now, duz not an Eest-end werker liv in such artifishal condishuns as practicaly to be cut off frum th nacheral serfis of th erth?
`Agen, th excloosiv tendensy of richer peepl -- due, no dout, to th increesing refienment of thair ejucaeshun, and th widening gulf between them and th rood vieolens of th pur -- is allredy leeding to th cloezing, in thair interest, of considerabl porshuns of th serfis of th land. About London, for instans, perhaps haf th prityer cuntry is shut in agenst introozhun. And this saem widening gulf -- which is due to th length and expens of th hieer ejucaeshunal proses and th fasilitys for and temptaeshuns tords refiend habits on th part of th rich -- wil maek that exchaenj between clas and clas, that promoeshun bi intermarrej which at prezent retards th spliting of our speeshys along liens of soeshal stratificaeshun, les and les freeqent. So, in th end, abuv ground U must hav th Haves, persooing plezher and cumfort and buety, and belo ground th Hav-nots, th Werkers geting continuealy adapted to th condishuns of thair laebor. Wuns thae wer thair, thae wuud no dout hav to pae rent, and not a litl of it, for th ventilaeshun of thair caverns; and if thae refuezd, thae wuud starv or be sufocaeted for areers. Such of them as wer so constitueted as to be mizerabl and rebelyus wuud die; and, in th end, th balans being permanent, th servievors wuud becum as wel adapted to th condishuns of underground lief, and as hapy in thair wae, as th Uper-werld peepl wer to theirs. As it seemd to me, th refiend buety and th etiolated palor foloed nacheraly enuf.
`Th graet trieumf of Huemanity I had dreemd of tuuk a diferent shaep in mi miend. It had bin no such trieumf of moral ejucaeshun and jeneral co-operaeshun as I had imajind. Insted, I saw a reeal arristocrasy, armd with a perfected sieens and werking to a lojical concloozhun th industrial sistem of todae. Its trieumf had not bin simply a trieumf oever Naecher, but a trieumf oever Naecher and th felo-man. This, I must worn U, was mi theeory at th tiem. I had no conveenyunt cicerone in th patern of th Uetoepian buuks. Mi explanaeshun mae be absolootly rong. I stil think it is th moest plauzibl wun. But eeven on this supozishun th balanst sivilizaeshun that was at last ataend must hav long sinss past its zeenith, and was now far fallen into decae. Th too-perfect secuerity of th Uper-werlders had led them to a slo moovment of dejeneraeshun, to a jeneral dwindling in siez, strength, and intelijens. That I cuud see cleerly enuf allredy. Whut had hapend to th Under-grounders I did not yet suspect; but frum whut I had seen of th Morlocks -- that, bi th bi, was th naem bi which thees creechers wer calld -- I cuud imajin that th modificaeshun of th hueman tiep was eeven far mor profound than amung th "Eloi," th buetyful raes that I allredy nue.
`Then caem trublsum douts. Whi had th Morlocks taeken mi Tiem Masheen? For I felt shur it was thae hoo had taeken it. Whi, too, if th Eloi wer masters, cuud thae not restor th masheen to me? And whi wer thae so terribly afraed of th dark? I proseeded, as I hav sed, to qeschun Weena about this Under-werld, but heer agen I was disapointed. At ferst she wuud not understand mi qeschuns, and prezently she refuezd to anser them. She shiverd as tho th topic was unendurabl. And when I prest her, perhaps a litl harshly, she berst into teers. Thae wer th oenly teers, exsept mi oen, I ever saw in that Goelden Aej. When I saw them I seest abruptly to trubl about th Morlocks, and was oenly consernd in banishing thees siens of th hueman inherritans frum Weena's ies. And verry soon she was smieling and claping her hands, whiel I solemly bernd a mach.
`It mae seem od to U, but it was too daes befor I cuud folo up th nue-found cloo in whut was manifestly th proper wae. I felt a pecuelyar shrinking frum thoes palid bodys. Thae wer just th haf-bleecht colour of th werms and things wun sees prezervd in spirit in a zoological muezeeum. And thae wer filthily coeld to th tuch. Probably mi shrinking was larjly due to th simpathetic inflooens of th Eloi, hoos disgust of th Morlocks I now began to apreeshiaet.
`Th next niet I did not sleep wel. Probably mi helth was a litl disorderd. I was oprest with perplexity and dout. Wuns or twies I had a feeling of intens feer for which I cuud perseev no definit reezon. I remember creeping noiselessly into th graet hall wherr th litl peepl wer sleeping in th moonliet -- that niet Weena was amung them -- and feeling re-ashurd bi thair prezens. It ocurd to me eeven then, that in th cors of a fue daes th moon must pas thru its last qorter, and th niets gro dark, when th apeeranses of thees unplezant creechers frum belo, thees whietend Lemurs, this nue vermin that had replaest th oeld, miet be mor abundant. And on boeth thees daes I had th restles feeling of wun hoo sherks an inevitabl duety. I felt ashurd that th Tiem Masheen was oenly to be recuverd bi boeldly penetraeting thees underground misterys. Yet I cuud not faes th mistery. If oenly I had had a companyon it wuud hav bin diferent. But I was so horribly aloen, and eeven to clamber doun into th darknes of th wel apalld me. I don't noe if U wil understand mi feeling, but I never felt qiet saef at mi bak.
`It was this restlesnes, this insecuerity, perhaps, that droev me ferther and ferther afeeld in mi exploring expedishuns. Going to th south-westward tords th riezing cuntry that is now calld Combe Wuud, I obzervd far off, in th direcshun of nienteenth-Senchery Banstead, a vast green strukcher, diferent in carracter frum eny I had hitherto seen. It was larjer than th larjest of th palises or rooins I nue, and th fasaad had an Oryental luuk: th faes of it having th luster, as wel as th pael-green tint, a kiend of blooish-green, of a serten tiep of Chinese porselin. This diferens in aspect sugjested a diferens in ues, and I was miended to puush on and explor. But th dae was groeing laet, and I had cum upon th siet of th plaes after a long and tiering serkit; so I rezolvd to hoeld oever th advencher for th foloeing dae, and I reternd to th welcum and th careses of litl Weena. But next morning I perseevd cleerly enuf that mi cueriosity regarding th Palis of Green Porselin was a pees of self-desepshun, to enaebl me to sherk, bi anuther dae, an expeeryens I dreded. I rezolvd I wuud maek th desent without ferther waest of tiem, and started out in th erly morning tords a wel neer th rooins of granit and aluminium.
`Litl Weena ran with me. She danst besied me to th wel, but when she saw me leen oever th mouth and luuk dounward, she seemd straenjly disconserted. "Guud-bi, litl Weena," I sed, kising her; and then, puuting her doun, I began to feel oever th parrapet for th clieming huuks. Rather haestily, I mae as wel confes, for I feerd mi curej miet leek awae! At ferst she wocht me in amaezment. Then she gaev a moest pitius cri, and, runing to me, she began to puul at me with her litl hands. I think her opozishun nervd me rather to proseed. I shuuk her off, perhaps a litl rufly, and in anuther moement I was in th throet of th wel. I saw her agoniezd faes oever th parrapet, and smield to re-ashur her. Then I had to luuk doun at th unstaebl huuks to which I clung.
`I had to clamber doun a shaft of perhaps too hundred yards. Th desent was efected bi meens of metalic bars projecting frum th sieds of th wel, and thees being adapted to th needs of a creecher much smaller and lieter than mieself, I was speedily cramped and fateegd bi th desent. And not simply fateegd! Wun of th bars bent sudenly under mi waet, and allmoest swung me off into th blaknes beneeth. For a moement I hung bi wun hand, and after that expeeryens I did not dair to rest agen. Tho mi arms and bak wer prezently acuetly paenful, I went on clambering doun th sheer desent with as qik a moeshun as posibl. Glansing upward, I saw th apercher, a small bloo disk, in which a star was vizibl, whiel litl Weena's hed shoed as a round blak projecshun. Th thuding sound of a masheen belo groo louder and mor opresiv. Evrything saev that litl disk abuv was profoundly dark, and when I luukt up agen Weena had disapeerd.
`I was in an agony of discumfort. I had sum thaut of trieing to go up th shaft agen, and leev th Under-werld aloen. But eeven whiel I ternd this oever in mi miend I continued to desend. At last, with intens releef, I saw dimly cuming up, a fuut to th riet of me, a slender loophoel in th wall. Swinging mieself in, I found it was th apercher of a narro horizontal tunel in which I cuud lie doun and rest. It was not too soon. Mi arms aekt, mi bak was cramped, and I was trembling with th prolongd terror of a fall. Besieds this, th unbroeken darknes had had a distresing efect upon mi ies. Th air was fuul of th throb and hum of masheenery pumping air doun th shaft.
`I do not noe how long I lae. I was rouzd bi a sofft hand tuching mi faes. Starting up in th darknes I snacht at mi maches and, haestily strieking wun, I saw three stooping whiet creechers similar to th wun I had seen abuv ground in th rooin, haestily retreeting befor th liet. Living, as thae did, in whut apeerd to me impenetrabl darknes, thair ies wer abnormaly larj and sensitiv, just as ar th puepils of th abizmal fishes, and thae reflected th liet in th saem wae. I hav no dout thae cuud see me in that rayless obscuerity, and thae did not seem to hav eny feer of me apart frum th liet. But, so soon as I struk a mach in order to see them, thae fled incontinently, vanishing into dark guters and tunels, frum which thair ies glaird at me in th straenjest fashun.
`I tried to call to them, but th langgwej thae had was aparrently diferent frum that of th Oever-werld peepl; so that I was needs left to mi oen unaeded eforts, and th thaut of fliet befor exploraeshun was eeven then in mi miend. But I sed to mieself. "U ar in for it now," and, feeling mi wae along th tunel, I found th noiz of masheenery gro louder. Prezently th walls fel awae frum me, and I caem to a larj oepen spaes, and strieking anuther mach, saw that I had enterd a vast archt cavern, which strecht into uter darknes beyond th raenj of mi liet. Th vue I had of it was as much as wun cuud see in th berning of a mach.
`Nesesairily mi memory is vaeg. Graet shaeps liek big masheens roez out of th dimness, and cast groetesk blak shadoes, in which dim spectral Morlocks shelterd frum th glair. Th plaes, bi th bi, was verry stufy and opresiv, and th faent halitus of freshly shed blud was in th air. Sum wae doun th sentral vista was a litl taebl of whiet metal, laed with whut seemd a meel. Th Morlocks at eny raet wer carnivorus! Eeven at th tiem, I remember wundering whut larj animal cuud hav servievd to fernish th red joint I saw. It was all verry indistinct: th hevy smel, th big unmeaning shaeps, th obseen figuers lerking in th shadoes, and oenly waeting for th darknes to cum at me agen! Then th mach bernd doun, and stung mi finggers, and fel, a wriggling red spot in th blaknes.
`I hav thaut sinss how particuelarly il-eqipt I was for such an expeeryens. When I had started with th Tiem Masheen, I had started with th abserd asumpshun that th men of th Fuecher wuud sertenly be infinitly ahed of ourselvs in all thair aplieanses. I had cum without arms, without medisin, without enything to smoek -- at tiems I mist tobaco frietfuly -- eeven without enuf maches. If oenly I had thaut of a Kodak! I cuud hav flasht that glimps of th Underwerld in a second, and examind it at leezher. But, as it was, I stuud thair with oenly th wepons and th powers that Naecher had endowd me with -- hands, feet, and teeth; thees, and foer saefty-maches that stil remaend to me.
`I was afraed to puush mi wae in amung all this masheenery in th dark, and it was oenly with mi last glimps of liet I discuverd that mi stor of maches had run lo. It had never ocurd to me until that moement that thair was eny need to economiez them, and I had waested allmoest haf th box in astonishing th Uper-werlders, to hoom fier was a novelty. Now, as I sae, I had foer left, and whiel I stuud in th dark, a hand tucht mien, lank finggers caem feeling oever mi faes, and I was sensibl of a pecuelyar unplezant odour. I fansyd I herd th breething of a croud of thoes dredful litl beings about me. I felt th box of maches in mi hand being jently disengaged, and uther hands behiend me pluking at mi cloething. Th sens of thees unseen creechers examining me was indescriebably unplezant. Th suden realizaeshun of mi ignorans of thair waes of thinking and doing caem hoem to me verry vividly in th darknes. I shouted at them as loudly as I cuud. Thae started awae, and then I cuud feel them aproeching me agen. Thae clucht at me mor boeldly, whispering od sounds to eech uther. I shiverd vieolently, and shouted agen -- rather discordantly. This tiem thae wer not so seeriusly alarmd, and thae maed a qeer lafing noiz as thae caem bak at me. I wil confes I was horribly frietend. I determind to striek anuther mach and escaep under th protecshun of its glair. I did so, and eking out th fliker with a scrap of paeper frum mi poket, I maed guud mi retreet to th narro tunel. But I had scairs enterd this when mi liet was bloen out, and in th blaknes I cuud heer th Morlocks rusling liek wind amung leevs, and pattering liek th raen, as thae heryd after me.
`In a moement I was clucht bi several hands, and thair was no mistaeking that thae wer trieing to hall me bak. I struk anuther liet, and waevd it in thair dazld faeses. U can scairs imajin how nauseatingly inhueman thae luukt -- thoes pael, chinles faeses and graet, lidles, pinkish-grae ies! -- as thae staird in thair bliendnes and bewilderment. But I did not stae to luuk, I promis U: I retreeted agen, and when mi second mach had ended, I struk mi therd. It had allmoest bernd thru when I reecht th oepening into th shaft. I lae doun on th ej, for th throb of th graet pump belo maed me gidy. Then I felt siedwaes for th projecting huuks, and, as I did so, mi feet wer graspt frum behiend, and I was vieolently tugd bakward. I lit mi last mach ... and it incontinently went out. But I had mi hand on th clieming bars now, and, kiking vieolently, I disengaged mieself frum th cluches of th Morlocks and was speedily clambering up th shaft, whiel thae staed peering and blinking up at me: all but wun litl rech hoo foloed me for sum wae, and wellnigh secuerd mi boot as a troefy.
That cliem seemd interminabl to me. With th last twenty or therty feet of it a dedly nauzia caem upon me. I had th graetest dificulty in keeping mi hoeld. Th last fue yards was a frietful strugl agenst this faentnes. Several tiems mi hed swam, and I felt all th sensaeshuns of falling. At last, however, I got oever th wel-mouth sumhow, and stagerd out of th rooin into th bliending sunliet. I fel upon mi faes. Eeven th soil smelt sweet and cleen. Then I remember Weena kising mi hands and eers, and th voises of uthers amung th Eloi. Then, for a tiem, I was insensible.
`Now, indeed, I seemd in a wers caes than befor. Hitherto, exsept during mi night's anggwish at th loss of th Tiem Masheen, I had felt a sustaening hoep of ultimet escaep, but that hoep was stagerd bi thees nue discuverys. Hitherto I had meerly thaut mieself impeeded bi th chieldish simplisity of th litl peepl, and bi sum unnoen forses which I had oenly to understand to oevercum; but thair was an alltogether nue element in th sikening qolity of th Morlocks -- a sumthing inhueman and malien. Instinktivly I loethd them. Befor, I had felt as a man miet feel hoo had fallen into a pit: mi consern was with th pit and how to get out of it. Now I felt liek a beest in a trap, hoos enemy wuud cum upon him soon.
`Th enemy I dreded mae serpriez U. It was th darknes of th nue moon. Weena had puut this into mi hed bi sum at ferst incomprehensibl remarks about th Dark Niets. It was not now such a verry dificult problem to ges whut th cuming Dark Niets miet meen. Th moon was on th waen: eech niet thair was a longger interval of darknes. And I now understuud to sum sliet degree at leest th reezon of th feer of th litl Uper-werld peepl for th dark. I wunderd vaegly whut foul vilany it miet be that th Morlocks did under th nue moon. I felt prity shur now that mi second hiepothesis was all rong. Th Uper-werld peepl miet wuns hav bin th favoured arristocrasy, and th Morlocks thair mecanical servants: but that had long sinss past awae. Th too speeshys that had rezulted frum th evolooshun of man wer slieding doun tords, or had allredy arievd at, an alltogether nue relaeshunship. Th Eloi, liek th Carlovingian kings, had decaed to a meer buetyful fuetility. Thae stil pozest th erth on suferans: sinss th Morlocks, subteraenian for inuemerabl jeneraeshuns, had cum at last to fiend th daylit serfis intolerabl. And th Morlocks maed thair garments, I inferd, and maentaend them in thair habichual needs, perhaps thru th servieval of an oeld habit of servis. Thae did it as a standing hors paws with his fuut, or as a man enjois kiling animals in sport: becauz aenshent and departed nesesitys had imprest it on th organizm. But, cleerly, th oeld order was allredy in part reverst. Th Nemisis of th deliket wuns was creeping on apaes. Aejes ago, thouzands of jeneraeshuns ago, man had thrust his bruther man out of th eez and th sunshien. And now that bruther was cuming bak -- chaenjd! Allredy th Eloi had begun to lern wun oeld leson anue. Thae wer becuming reacquainted with Feer. And sudenly thair caem into mi hed th memory of th meet I had seen in th Under-werld. It seemd od how it floeted into mi miend: not sterd up as it wer bi th curent of mi meditaeshuns, but cuming in allmoest liek a qeschun frum outsied. I tried to recall th form of it. I had a vaeg sens of sumthing familyar, but I cuud not tel whut it was at th tiem.
`Stil, however helples th litl peepl in th prezens of thair misteerius Feer, I was diferently constitueted. I caem out of this aej of ours, this riep priem of th hueman raes, when Feer duz not paralyse and mistery has lost its terrors. I at leest wuud defend mieself. Without ferther delae I determind to maek mieself arms and a fastnes wherr I miet sleep. With that refuej as a baes, I cuud faes this straenj werld with sum of that confidens I had lost in reealiezing to whut creechers niet bi niet I lae expoezd. I felt I cuud never sleep agen until mi bed was secuer frum them. I shuderd with horror to think how thae must allredy hav examind me.
`I waanderd during th afternoon along th valy of th Thames, but found nuthing that comended itself to mi miend as inacsesibl. All th bildings and trees seemd eezily practicabl to such dextrus climbers as th Morlocks, to juj bi thair wels, must be. Then th tall pinacls of th Palis of Green Porselin and th polisht gleem of its walls caem bak to mi memory; and in th eevning, taeking Weena liek a chield upon mi shoelder, I went up th hils tords th south-west. Th distans, I had rekond, was seven or aet miels, but it must hav bin neerer aeteen. I had ferst seen th plaes on a moist afternoon when distanses ar deseptivly diminisht. In adishun, th heel of wun of mi shoos was loos, and a nael was werking thru th soel -- thae wer cumfortabl oeld shoos I wor about indors -- so that I was laem. And it was allredy long past sunset when I caem in siet of th palis, silooeted blak agenst th pael yelo of th skie.
`Weena had bin huejly delieted when I began to carry her, but after a tiem she dezierd me to let her doun, and ran along bi th sied of me, ocaezhunaly darting off on eether hand to pik flowers to stik in mi pokets. Mi pokets had allwaes puzld Weena, but at th last she had conclooded that thae wer an ecsentric kiend of vaes for floral decoraeshun. At leest she uetiliezd them for that perpos. And that remiends me! In chaenjing mi jaket I found ...'
Th Tiem Traveler pauzd, puut his hand into his poket, and sielently plaest too witherd flowers, not unliek verry larj whiet mallows, upon th litl taebl. Then he rezoomd his narrativ.
`As th hush of eevning crept oever th werld and we proseeded oever th hil crest tords Wimbledon, Weena groo tierd and wonted to retern to th hous of grae stoen. But I pointed out th distant pinacls of th Palis of Green Porselin to her, and contrievd to maek her understand that we wer seeking a refuej thair frum her Feer. U noe that graet pauz that cums upon things befor th dusk? Eeven th breez stops in th trees. To me thair is allwaes an air of expectaeshun about that eevning stilnes. Th skie was cleer, remoet, and empty saev for a fue horizontal bars far doun in th sunset. Wel, that niet th expectaeshun tuuk th colour of mi feers. In that darkling caam mi senses seemd preternaturally sharpend. I fansyd I cuud eeven feel th holoenes of th ground beneeth mi feet: cuud, indeed, allmoest see thru it th Morlocks on thair anthill going hither and thither and waeting for th dark. In mi exsietment I fansyd that thae wuud reseev mi invaezhun of thair burroes as a declaraeshun of wor. And whi had thae taeken mi Tiem Masheen?
`So we went on in th qieet, and th twieliet deepend into niet. Th cleer bloo of th distans faeded, and wun star after anuther caem out. Th ground groo dim and th trees blak. Weena's feers and her fateeg groo upon her. I tuuk her in mi arms and taukt to her and carest her. Then, as th darknes groo deeper, she puut her arms round mi nek, and, cloezing her ies, tietly prest her faes agenst mi shoelder. So we went doun a long sloep into a valy, and thair in th dimness I allmoest waukt into a litl river. This I waeded, and went up th opozit sied of th valy, past a number of sleeping houses, and bi a stachoo -- a Faun, or sum such figuer, mienus th hed. Heer too wer acacias. So far I had seen nuthing of th Morlocks, but it was yet erly in th niet, and th darker ours befor th oeld moon roez wer stil to cum.
`Frum th brow of th next hil I saw a thik wuud spreding wied and blak befor me. I hezitaeted at this. I cuud see no end to it, eether to th riet or th left. Feeling tierd -- mi feet, in particuelar, wer verry sor -- I cairfuly loeerd Weena frum mi shoelder as I hallted, and sat doun upon th terf. I cuud no longger see th Palis of Green Porselin, and I was in dout of mi direcshun. I luukt into th thiknes of th wuud and thaut of whut it miet hied. Under that dens tanggl of branches wun wuud be out of siet of th stars. Eeven wer thair no uther lerking daenjer -- a daenjer I did not cair to let mi imajinaeshun loos upon -- thair wuud stil be all th roots to stumbl oever and th tree-boles to striek agenst.
`I was verry tierd, too, after th excitements of th dae; so I desieded that I wuud not faes it, but wuud pas th niet upon th oepen hil. `Weena, I was glad to fiend, was fast asleep. I cairfuly rapt her in mi jaket, and sat doun besied her to waet for th moonrise. Th hil-sied was qieet and dezerted, but frum th blak of th wuud thair caem now and then a ster of living things. Abuv me shoen th stars, for th niet was verry cleer. I felt a serten sens of frendly cumfort in thair twinkling. All th oeld constellations had gon frum th skie, however: that slo moovment which is imperseptibl in a hundred hueman lifetimes, had long sinss re-araenjd them in unfamilyar groopings. But th Milky Wae, it seemd to me, was stil th saem taterd streemer of star-dust as of yor. Southward (as I jujd it) was a verry briet red star that was nue to me; it was eeven mor splendid than our oen green Sirius. And amid all thees sintilaeting points of liet wun briet planet shoen kiendly and stedily liek th faes of an oeld frend.
`Luuking at thees stars sudenly dworft mi oen trubls and all th gravities of terrestrial lief. I thaut of thair unfathomabl distans, and th slo inevitabl drift of thair moovments out of th unnoen past into th unnoen fuecher. I thaut of th graet preseshunal siecl that th poel of th erth descriebs. Oenly forty tiems had that sielent revolooshun ocurd during all th yeers that I had traverst. And during thees fue revolooshuns all th activity, all th tradishuns, th complex organizaeshuns, th naeshuns, langgwejes, literachurs, aspiraeshuns, eeven th meer memory of Man as I nue him, had bin swept out of existens. Insted wer thees frael creechers hoo had forgoten thair hi ansestry, and th whiet Things of which I went in terror. Then I thaut of th Graet Feer that was between th too speeshys, and for th ferst tiem, with a suden shiver, caem th cleer nolej of whut th meet I had seen miet be. Yet it was too horribl! I luukt at litl Weena sleeping besied me, her faes whiet and starlike under th stars, and forthwith dismist th thaut.
`Thru that long niet I held mi miend off th Morlocks as wel as I cuud, and whiled awae th tiem bi trieing to fansy I cuud fiend siens of th oeld constellations in th nue confuezhun. Th skie kept verry cleer, exsept for a haezy cloud or so. No dout I doezd at tiems. Then, as mi vijil wor on, caem a faentnes in th eestward skie, liek th reflecshun of sum colourless fier, and th oeld moon roez, thin and peekt and whiet. And cloes behiend, and oevertaeking it, and oeverfloeing it, th daun caem, pael at ferst, and then groeing pink and worm. No Morlocks had aproecht us. Indeed, I had seen nun upon th hil that niet. And in th confidens of renued dae it allmoest seemd to me that mi feer had bin unreezonabl. I stuud up and found mi fuut with th loos heel swoelen at th ankl and paenful under th heel, so I sat doun agen, tuuk off mi shoos, and flung them awae.
`I awaekend Weena, and we went doun into th wuud, now green and plezant insted of blak and forbiding. We found sum froot wherrwith to braek our fast. We soon met uthers of th daenty wuns, lafing and dansing in th sunliet as tho thair was no such thing in naecher as th niet. And then I thaut wuns mor of th meet that I had seen. I felt ashurd now of whut it was, and frum th botom of mi hart I pityd this last feebl rill frum th graet flud of huemanity. Cleerly, at sum tiem in th Long-Ago of hueman decae th Morlocks' food had run short. Posibly thae had livd on rats and such-liek vermin. Eeven now man is far les discriminaeting and excloosiv in his food than he was -- far les than eny munky. His prejudis agenst hueman flesh is no deep-seeted instinkt. And so thees inhueman suns of men -- ! I tried to luuk at th thing in a sieentific spirit. After all, thae wer les hueman and mor remoet than our canibal ansestors of three or foer thouzand yeers ago. And th intelijens that wuud hav maed this staet of things a torment had gon. Whi shuud I trubl mieself? Thees Eloi wer meer fatted catl, which th ant-liek Morlocks prezervd and preyed upon -- probably saw to th breeding of. And thair was Weena dansing at mi sied!
`Then I tried to prezerv mieself frum th horror that was cuming upon me, bi regarding it as a rigorus punishment of hueman selfishnes. Man had bin content to liv in eez and deliet upon th labours of his felo-man, had taeken Nesesity as his wochwurd and excues, and in th fuulnes of tiem Nesesity had cum hoem to him. I eeven tried a Carlyle-liek scorn of this reched arristocrasy in decae. But this atitued of miend was imposibl. However graet thair intelekchual degradaeshun, th Eloi had kept too much of th hueman form not to claem mi simpathy, and to maek me perfors a shairer in thair degradaeshun and thair Feer.
`I had at that tiem verry vaeg iedeeas as to th cors I shuud persoo. Mi ferst was to secuer sum saef plaes of refuej, and to maek mieself such arms of metal or stoen as I cuud contriev. That nesesity was imeedyet. In th next plaes, I hoept to proecuer sum meens of fier, so that I shuud hav th wepon of a torch at hand, for nuthing, I nue, wuud be mor efishent agenst thees Morlocks. Then I wonted to araenj sum contrievans to braek oepen th dors of bronz under th Whiet Sfinx. I had in miend a batering-ram. I had a perswaezhun that if I cuud enter thoes dors and carry a blaez of liet befor me I shuud discuver th Tiem Masheen and escaep. I cuud not imajin th Morlocks wer strong enuf to moov it far awae. Weena I had rezolvd to bring with me to our oen tiem. And terning such skeems oever in mi miend I persood our wae tords th bilding which mi fansy had choezen as our dweling.
`I found th Palis of Green Porselin, when we aproecht it about noon, dezerted and falling into rooin. Oenly raged vestiges of glas remaend in its windoes, and graet sheets of th green faesing had fallen awae frum th corroded metalic fraemwerk. It lae verry hi upon a turfy doun, and luuking north-eestward befor I enterd it, I was serpriezd to see a larj eschuairy, or eeven creek, wherr I jujd Wandsworth and Battersea must wuns hav bin. I thaut then -- tho I never foloed up th thaut -- of whut miet hav hapend, or miet be hapening, to th living things in th see.
`Th mateerial of th Palis proovd on examinaeshun to be indeed porselin, and along th faes of it I saw an inscripshun in sum unnoen carracter. I thaut, rather foolishly, that Weena miet help me to interpret this, but I oenly lernd that th bair iedeea of rieting had never enterd her hed. She allwaes seemd to me, I fansy, mor hueman than she was, perhaps becauz her afecshun was so hueman.
`Within th big valvs of th dor -- which wer oepen and broeken -- we found, insted of th customairy hall, a long galery lit bi meny sied windoes. At th ferst glans I was remiended of a muezeeum. Th tield flor was thik with dust, and a remarkabl arae of miselaenius objects was shrouded in th saem grae cuvering. Then I perseevd, standing straenj and gaunt in th senter of th hall, whut was cleerly th loeer part of a huej skeleton. I recogniezd bi th obleek feet that it was sum extinkt creecher after th fashun of th Megatherium. Th skul and th uper boens lae besied it in th thik dust, and in wun plaes, wherr raen-wauter had dropt thru a leek in th roof, th thing itself had bin worn awae. Ferther in th galery was th huej skeleton barrel of a Brontosaurus. Mi muezeeum hiepothesis was confermd. Going tords th sied I found whut apeerd to be sloeping shelvs, and cleering awae th thik dust, I found th oeld familyar glas caeses of our oen tiem. But thae must hav bin air-tiet to juj frum th fair prezervaeshun of sum of thair contents.
`Cleerly we stuud amung th rooins of sum later-dae South Kensington! Heer, aparrently, was th Palaeontological Secshun, and a verry splendid arae of fossils it must hav bin, tho th inevitabl proses of decae that had bin staevd off for a tiem, and had, thru th extinkshun of bacteeria and fungi, lost nienty-nien hundredths of its fors, was nevertheles, with extreem sureness if with extreem sloenes at werk agen upon all its trezhers. Heer and thair I found traeses of th litl peepl in th shaep of rair fossils broeken to peeses or threded in strings upon reeds. And th caeses h ad in sum instanses bin bodily remoovd -- bi th Morlocks as I jujd. Th plaes was verry sielent. Th thik dust dedend our fuutsteps. Weena, hoo had bin roeling a see erchin doun th sloeping glas of a caes, prezently caem, as I staird about me, and verry qieetly tuuk mi hand and stuud besied me.
`And at ferst I was so much serpriezd bi this aenshent monuement of an intelekchual aej, that I gaev no thaut to th posibilitys it prezented. Eeven mi preocuepaeshun about th Tiem Masheen reseeded a litl frum mi miend.
`To juj frum th siez of th plaes, this Palis of Green Porselin had a graet deel mor in it than a Galery of Palaeontology; posibly historical galerys; it miet be, eeven a liebrairy! To me, at leest in mi prezent sercumstanses, thees wuud be vastly mor interesting than this spectacl of oeld-tiem jeolojy in decae. Exploring, I found anuther short galery runing transversly to th ferst. This apeerd to be devoeted to minerals, and th siet of a blok of sulfer set mi miend runing on gunpouder. But I cuud fiend no salltpeeter; indeed, no nietraets of eny kiend. Doutles thae had deliquesced aejes ago. Yet th sulfer hung in mi miend, and set up a traen of thinking. As for th rest of th contents of that galery, tho on th hoel thae wer th best prezervd of all I saw, I had litl interest. I am no speshalist in mineralojy, and I went on doun a verry rooinus iel runing parralel to th ferst hall I had enterd. Aparrently this secshun had bin devoeted to nacheral history, but evrything had long sinss past out of recognishun. A fue shrivelled and blakend vestiges of whut had wuns bin stuft animals, desiccated mumys in jars that had wuns held spirit, a broun dust of departed plants: that was all! I was sorry for that, becauz I shuud hav bin glad to traes th patent re-ajustments bi which th conqest of animaeted naecher had bin ataend. Then we caem to a galery of simply colosal proporshuns, but singguelarly il-lit, th flor of it runing dounward at a sliet anggl frum th end at which I enterd. At intervals whiet gloebs hung frum th seeling -- meny of them crakt and smasht -- which sugjested that orijinaly th plaes had bin artifishaly lit. Heer I was mor in mi element, for riezing on eether sied of me wer th huej bulks of big masheens, all graetly corroded and meny broeken doun, but sum stil fairly compleet. U noe I hav a serten weeknes for mecanizm, and I was incliend to lingger amung thees; th mor so as for th moest part thae had th interest of puzls, and I cuud maek oenly th vaegest geses at whut thae wer for. I fansyd that if I cuud solv thair puzls I shuud fiend mieself in pozeshun of powers that miet be of ues agenst th Morlocks.
`Sudenly Weena caem verry cloes to mi sied. So sudenly that she startld me. Had it not bin for her I do not think I shuud hav noetist that th flor of th galery sloped at all.(1) Th end I had cum in at was qiet abuv ground, and was lit bi rair slit-liek windoes. As U went doun th length, th ground caem up agenst thees windoes, until at last thair was a pit liek th "airia" of a London hous befor eech, and oenly a narro lien of daeliet at th top. I went sloely along, puzling about th masheens, and had bin too intent upon them to noetis th grajual diminueshun of th liet, until Weena's increesing aprehenshuns droo mi atenshun. Then I saw that th galery ran doun at last into a thik darknes. I hezitaeted, and then, as I luukt round me, I saw that th dust was les abundant and its serfis les eeven. Ferther awae tords th dimness, it apeerd to be broeken bi a number of small narro fuutprints. Mi sens of th imeedyet prezens of th Morlocks revievd at that. I felt that I was waesting mi tiem in this academic examinaeshun of masheenery. I calld to miend that it was allredy far advanst in th afternoon, and that I had stil no wepon, no refuej, and no meens of maeking a fier. And then doun in th remoet blaknes of th galery I herd a pecuelyar pattering, and th saem od noizes I had herd doun th wel.
`I tuuk Weena's hand. Then, struk with a suden iedeea, I left her and ternd to a masheen frum which projected a lever not unliek thoes in a signal-box. Clambering upon th stand, and grasping this lever in mi hands, I puut all mi waet upon it siedwaes. Sudenly Weena, dezerted in th sentral iel, began to whimper. I had jujd th strength of th lever prity corectly, for it snapt after a minute's straen, and I rejoind her with a mace in mi hand mor than sufishent, I jujd, for eny Morlock skul I miet encounter. And I longd verry much to kil a Morlock or so. Verry inhueman, U mae think, to wont to go kiling one's oen desendants! But it was imposibl, sumhow, to feel eny huemanity in th things. Oenly mi disinclinaeshun to leev Weena, and a perswaezhun that if I began to slake mi therst for merder mi Tiem Masheen miet sufer, restraend me frum going straet doun th galery and kiling th brutes I herd.
`Wel, mace in wun hand and Weena in th uther, I went out of that galery and into anuther and stil larjer wun, which at th ferst glans remiended me of a militairy chapel hung with taterd flags. Th broun and charted rags that hung frum th sieds of it, I prezently recogniezd as th decaeing vestiges of buuks. Thae had long sinss dropt to peeses, and evry semblans of print had left them. But heer and thair wer worpt bords and crakt metalic clasps that toeld th tael wel enuf. Had I bin a literairy man I miet, perhaps, hav moralized upon th fuetility of all ambishun. But as it was, th thing that struk me with keenest fors was th enormus waest of laebor to which this somber wildernes of roting paeper testified. At th tiem I wil confes that I thaut cheefly of th Filosofical Transacshuns and mi oen seventeen paepers upon fizical optics.
`Then, going up a braud staircaes, we caem to whut mae wuns hav bin a galery of tecnical kemistry. And heer I had not a litl hoep of uesful discuverys. Exsept at wun end wherr th roof had colapst, this galery was wel prezervd. I went eegerly to evry unbroeken caes. And at last, in wun of th reealy air-tiet caeses, I found a box of maches. Verry eegerly I tried them. Thae wer perfectly guud. Thae wer not eeven damp. I ternd to Weena. "Dans," I cried to her in her oen tung. For now I had a wepon indeed agenst th horribl creechers we feerd. And so, in that derrelict muezeeum, upon th thik sofft carpeting of dust, to Weena's huej deliet, I solemly performd a kiend of compozit dans, whisling Th Land of th Leal as cheerfuly as I cuud. In part it was a modest cancan, in part a step-dans, in part a skert-dans (so far as mi taelcoet permited), and in part orijinal. For I am nacheraly inventiv, as U noe.
`Now, I stil think that for this box of maches to hav escaept th wair of tiem for imemorial yeers was a moest straenj, as for me it was a moest forchunet thing. Yet, odly enuf, I found a far unlikelier substans, and that was camfor. I found it in a seeld jar, that bi chans, I supoez, had bin reealy hermeticaly seeld. I fansyd at ferst that it was parrafin wax, and smasht th glas acordingly. But th odour of camfor was unmistaekabl. In th ueniversal decae this volatil substans had chanst to serviev, perhaps thru meny thouzands of sencherys. It remiended me of a seepia paenting I had wuns seen dun frum th ink of a fosil Belemnite that must hav perrisht and becum fosiliezd milyons of yeers ago. I was about to thro it awae, but I rememberd that it was inflamabl and bernd with a guud briet flaem -- was, in fact, an exselent candl -- and I puut it in mi poket. I found no exploesivs, however, nor eny meens of braeking doun th bronz dors. As yet mi ieern croebar was th moest helpful thing I had chanst upon. Nevertheles I left that galery graetly elaeted.
`I cannot tel U all th story of that long afternoon. It wuud reqier a graet efort of memory to recall mi exploraeshuns in at all th proper order. I remember a long galery of rusting stands of arms, and how I hezitaeted between mi croebar and a hachet or a sord. I cuud not carry boeth, however, and mi bar of ieern promist best agenst th bronz gaets. Thair wer numbers of guns, pistols, and riefls. Th moest wer mases of rust, but meny wer of sum nue metal, and stil fairly sound. But eny cartrijes or pouder thair mae wuns hav bin had rotted into dust. Wun corner I saw was chard and shaterd; perhaps, I thaut, bi an exploezhun amung th spesimens. In anuther plaes was a vast arae of iedols -- Polynesian, Mexican, Grecian, Phoenician, evry cuntry on erth I shuud think. And heer, yeelding to an irrezistibl impuls, I roet mi naem upon th noez of a steatite monster frum South America that particuelarly tuuk mi fansy.
`As th eevning droo on, mi interest waend. I went thru galery after galery, dusty, sielent, offen rooinus, th exibits sumtiems meer heeps of rust and ligniet, sumtiems fresher. In wun plaes I sudenly found mieself neer th model of a tin-mien, and then bi th meerest acsident I discuverd, in an air-tiet caes, too dienamiet cartrijes! I shouted "Uereeka!" and smasht th caes with joi. Then caem a dout. I hezitaeted. Then, selecting a litl sied galery, I maed mi esae. I never felt such a disapointment as I did in waeting fiev, ten, fifteen minits for an exploezhun that never caem. Of cors th things wer dumys, as I miet hav gest frum thair prezens. I reealy beleev that, had thae not bin so, I shuud hav rusht off incontinently and bloen Sfinx, bronz dors, and (as it proovd) mi chanses of fiending th Tiem Masheen, all together into non-existens.
`It was after that, I think, that we caem to a litl oepen cort within th palis. It was turfed, and had three froot-trees. So we rested and refresht ourselvs. Tords sunset I began to consider our pozishun. Niet was creeping upon us, and mi inacsesibl hieding-plaes had stil to be found. But that trubld me verry litl now. I had in mi pozeshun a thing that was, perhaps, th best of all defences agenst th Morlocks -- I had maches! I had th camfor in mi poket, too, if a blaez wer needed. It seemd to me that th best thing we cuud do wuud be to pas th niet in th oepen, protected bi a fier. In th morning thair was th geting of th Tiem Masheen. Tords that, as yet, I had oenly mi ieern mace. But now, with mi groeing nolej, I felt verry diferently tords thoes bronz dors. Up to this, I had refraend frum forsing them, larjly becauz of th mistery on th uther sied. Thae had never imprest me as being verry strong, and I hoept to fiend mi bar of ieern not alltogether inadeqet for th werk.
`We emerjd frum th palis whiel th sun was stil in part abuv th horiezon. I was determind to reech th Whiet Sfinx erly th next morning, and err th dusk I perpost puushing thru th wuuds that had stopt me on th preevius jerny. Mi plan was to go as far as posibl that niet, and then, bilding a fier, to sleep in th protecshun of its glair. Acordingly, as we went along I gatherd eny stiks or dried gras I saw, and prezently had mi arms fuul of such liter. Thus loeded, our progres was sloeer than I had antisipaeted, and besieds Weena was tierd. And I began to sufer frum sleepynes too; so that it was fuul niet befor we reecht th wuud. Upon th shrubby hil of its ej Weena wuud hav stopt, feering th darknes befor us; but a singguelar sens of impending calamity, that shuud indeed hav servd me as a worning, droev me onward. I had bin without sleep for a niet and too daes, and I was feeverish and iritabl. I felt sleep cuming upon me, and th Morlocks with it.
`Whiel we hezitaeted, amung th blak buushes behiend us, and dim agenst thair blaknes, I saw three crouching figuers. Thair was scrub and long gras all about us, and I did not feel saef frum thair insidius aproech. Th forest, I calcuelaeted, was rather les than a miel across. If we cuud get thru it to th bair hil-sied, thair, as it seemd to me, was an alltogether saefer resting-plaes; I thaut that with mi maches and mi camfor I cuud contriev to keep mi path iloominaeted thru th wuuds. Yet it was evident that if I was to flerish maches with mi hands I shuud hav to abandon mi fierwuud; so, rather reluctantly, I puut it doun. And then it caem into mi hed that I wuud amaez our frends behiend bi lieting it. I was to discuver th atroeshus foly of this proseeding, but it caem to mi miend as an injeenius moov for cuvering our retreet.
`I don't noe if U hav ever thaut that a rair thing flaem must be in th absens of man and in a temperet cliemet. Th sun's heet is rairly strong enuf to bern, eeven when it is foecust bi duedrops, as is sumtiems th caes in mor tropical districts. Lietning mae blast and blacken, but it rairly givs riez to wiedspred fier. Decaeing vejetaeshun mae ocaezhunaly smoulder with th heet of its fermentaeshun, but this rairly rezults in flaem. In this decadens, too, th art of fier-maeking had bin forgoten on th erth. Th red tungs that went liking up mi heep of wuud wer an alltogether nue and straenj thing to Weena.
`She wonted to run to it and plae with it. I beleev she wuud hav cast herself into it had I not restraend her. But I caut her up, and, in spiet of her strugls, plunjd boeldly befor me into th wuud. For a litl wae th glair of mi fier lit th path. Luuking bak prezently, I cuud see, thru th crouded stems, that frum mi heep of stiks th blaez had spred to sum buushes ajaesent, and a curvd lien of fier was creeping up th gras of th hil. I laft at that, and ternd agen to th dark trees befor me. It was verry blak, and Weena clung to me convulsivly, but thair was stil, as mi ies groo acustomd to th darknes, sufishent liet for me to avoid th stems. Oeverhed it was simply blak, exsept wherr a gap of remoet bloo skie shoen doun upon us heer and thair. I struk nun of mi maches becauz I had no hand free. Upon mi left arm I carryd mi litl wun, in mi riet hand I had mi ieern bar.
`For sum wae I herd nuthing but th crakling twigs under mi feet, th faent rusl of th breez abuv, and mi oen breething and th throb of th blud-vesels in mi eers. Then I seemd to noe of a pattering about me. I puusht on grimly. Th pattering groo mor distinkt, and then I caut th saem qeer sound and voises I had herd in th Under-werld. Thair wer evidently several of th Morlocks, and thae wer cloezing in upon me. Indeed, in anuther minit I felt a tug at mi coet, then sumthing at mi arm. And Weena shiverd vieolently, and becaem qiet stil.
`It was tiem for a mach. But to get wun I must puut her doun. I did so, and, as I fumbld with mi poket, a strugl began in th darknes about mi nees, perfectly sielent on her part and with th saem pecuelyar cooing sounds frum th Morlocks. Sofft litl hands, too, wer creeping oever mi coet and bak, tuching eeven mi nek. Then th mach scracht and fizzed. I held it flairing, and saw th whiet baks of th Morlocks in fliet amid th trees. I haestily tuuk a lump of camfor frum mi poket, and prepaird to liet it as soon as th mach shuud waen. Then I luukt at Weena. She was lieing cluching mi feet and qiet moeshunles, with her faes to th ground. With a suden friet I stoopt to her. She seemd scairsly to breeth. I lit th blok of camfor and flung it to th ground, and as it split and flaird up and droev bak th Morlocks and th shadoes, I nelt doun and lifted her. Th wuud behiend seemd fuul of th ster and mermer of a graet cumpany!
`She seemd to hav faented. I puut her cairfuly upon mi shoelder and roez to puush on, and then thair caem a horribl realizaeshun. In manoovering with mi maches and Weena, I had ternd mieself about several tiems, and now I had not th faentest iedeea in whut direcshun lae mi path. For all I nue, I miet be faesing bak tords th Palis of Green Porselin. I found mieself in a coeld swet. I had to think rapidly whut to do. I determind to bild a fier and encamp wherr we wer. I puut Weena, stil moeshunles, doun upon a turfy boel, and verry haestily, as mi ferst lump of camfor waend, I began colecting stiks and leevs. Heer and thair out of th darknes round me th Morlocks' ies shoen liek carbuncles.
`Th camfor flikerd and went out. I lit a mach, and as I did so, too whiet forms that had bin aproeching Weena dasht haestily awae. Wun was so bliended bi th liet that he caem straet for me, and I felt his boens griend under th blo of mi fist. He gaev a hoop of dismae, stagerd a litl wae, and fel doun. I lit anuther pees of camfor, and went on gathering mi bonfier. Prezently I noetist how dri was sum of th foelej abuv me, for sinss mi arieval on th Tiem Masheen, a mater of a week, no raen had fallen. So, insted of casting about amung th trees for fallen twigs, I began leeping up and draging doun branches. Verry soon I had a choeking smoeky fier of green wuud and dri stiks, and cuud economiez mi camfor. Then I ternd to wherr Weena lae besied mi ieern mace. I tried whut I cuud to reviev her, but she lae liek wun ded. I cuud not eeven satisfi mieself whether or not she breethd.
`Now, th smoek of th fier beet oever tords me, and it must hav maed me hevy of a suden. Moroever, th vapour of camfor was in th air. Mi fier wuud not need replenishing for an our or so. I felt verry weery after mi exershun, and sat doun. Th wuud, too, was fuul of a slumbrous mermer that I did not understand. I seemd just to nod and oepen mi ies. But all was dark, and th Morlocks had thair hands upon me. Flinging off thair clinging finggers I haestily felt in mi poket for th mach-box, and -- it had gon! Then thae gript and cloezd with me agen. In a moement I nue whut had hapend. I had slept, and mi Th forest seemd fuul of th smel of berning wuud. I was caut bi th nek, bi th hair, bi th arms, and puuld doun. It was indescriebably horribl in th darknes to feel all thees sofft creechers heept upon me. I felt as if I was in a monstrus spider's web. I was oeverpowerd, and went doun. I felt litl teeth niping at mi nek. I roeld oever, and as I did so mi hand caem agenst mi ieern lever. It gaev me strength. I strugld up, shaeking th hueman rats frum me, and, hoelding th bar short, I thrust wherr I jujd thair faeses miet be. I cuud feel th sucuelent giving of flesh and boen under mi bloes, and for a moement I was free.
`Th straenj exultaeshun that so offen seems to acumpany hard fieting caem upon me. I nue that boeth I and Weena wer lost, but I determind to maek th Morlocks pae for thair meet. I stuud with mi bak to a tree, swinging th ieern bar befor me. Th hoel wuud was fuul of th ster and cries of them. A minit past. Thair voises seemd to riez to a hieer pich of exsietment, and thair moovments groo faster. Yet nun caem within reech. I stuud glairing at th blaknes. Then sudenly caem hoep. Whut if th Morlocks wer afraed? And cloes on th heels of that caem a straenj thing. Th darknes seemd to gro loominus. Verry dimly I began to see th Morlocks about me -- three baterd at mi feet -- and then I recogniezd, with increjulus serpriez, that th uthers wer runing, in an insesant streem, as it seemd, frum behiend me, and awae thru th wuud in frunt. And thair baks seemd no longger whiet, but redish. As I stuud agape, I saw a litl red spark go drifting across a gap of starliet between th branches, and vanish. And at that I understuud th smel of berning wuud, th slumbrous mermer that was groeing now into a gusty ror, th red glo, and th Morlocks' fliet.
`Steping out frum behiend mi tree and luuking bak, I saw, thru th blak pilars of th neerer trees, th flaems of th berning forest. It was mi ferst fier cuming after me. With that I luukt for Weena, but she was gon. Th hising and crakling behiend me, th exploesiv thud as eech fresh tree berst into flaem, left litl tiem for reflecshun. Mi ieern bar stil gript, I foloed in th Morlocks' path. It was a cloes raes. Wuns th flaems crept forward so swiftly on mi riet as I ran that I was outflankt and had to striek off to th left. But at last I emerjd upon a small oepen spaes, and as I did so, a Morlock caem blundering tords me, and past me, and went on straet into th fier!
`And now I was to see th moest weerd and horribl thing, I think, of all that I beheld in that fuecher aej. This hoel spaes was as briet as dae with th reflecshun of th fier. In th senter was a hilok or tumulus, sermounted bi a scorcht hauthorn. Beyond this was anuther arm of th berning forest, with yelo tungs allredy riething frum it, compleetly ensercling th spaes with a fens of fier. Upon th hil-sied wer sum therty or forty Morlocks, dazld bi th liet and heet, and blundering hither and thither agenst eech uther in thair bewilderment. At ferst I did not reealiez thair bliendnes, and struk fueriusly at them with mi bar, in a frenzy of feer, as thae aproecht me, kiling wun and cripling several mor. But when I had wocht th jeschers of wun of them groeping under th hauthorn agenst th red skie, and herd thair moens, I was ashurd of thair absoloot helplesnes and mizery in th glair, and I struk no mor of them.
`Yet evry now and then wun wuud cum straet tords me, seting loos a qivering onor that maed me qik to elood him. At wun tiem th flaems died doun sumwhut, and I feerd th foul creechers wuud prezently be aebl to see me. I was thinking of begining th fiet bi kiling sum of them befor this shuud hapen; but th fier berst out agen brietly, and I staed mi hand. I waukt about th hil amung them and avoided them, luuking for sum traes of Weena. But Weena was gon.
`At last I sat doun on th sumit of th hilok, and wocht this straenj incredibl cumpany of bliend things groeping to and fro, and maeking uncany noizes to eech uther, as th glair of th fier beet on them. Th coiling uprush of smoek streemd across th skie, and thru th rair tatters of that red canopy, remoet as tho thae belongd to anuther uenivers, shoen th litl stars. Too or three Morlocks caem blundering into me, and I droev them off with bloes of mi fists, trembling as I did so.
`For th moest part of that niet I was perswaeded it was a nietmair. I bit mieself and screemd in a pashunet dezier to awaek. I beet th ground with mi hands, and got up and sat doun agen, and waanderd heer and thair, and agen sat doun. Then I wuud fall to rubing mi ies and calling upon God to let me awaek. Thries I saw Morlocks puut thair heds doun in a kiend of agony and rush into th flaems. But, at last, abuv th subsiding whietening and blakening tree stumps, and th diminishing numbers of thees dim creechers, caem th whiet liet of th dae.
`I sercht agen for traeses of Weena, but thair wer nun. It was plaen that thae had left her pur litl body in th forest. I cannot descrieb how it releevd me to think that it had escaept th auful faet to which it seemd destind. As I thaut of that, I was allmoest moovd to begin a masaker of th helples abominations about me, but I contaend mieself. Th hilok, as I hav sed, was a kiend of ieland in th forest. Frum its sumit I cuud now maek out thru a haez of smoek th Palis of Green Porselin, and frum that I cuud get mi bairings for th Whiet Sfinx. And so, leeving th remnant of thees damd soels stil going hither and thither and moaning, as th dae groo cleerer, I tied sum gras about mi feet and limpt on across smoeking ashes and amung blak stems, that stil pulsaeted internaly with fier, tords th hieding-plaes of th Tiem Masheen. I waukt sloely, for I was allmoest exausted, as wel as laem, and I felt th intensest rechednes for th horribl deth of litl Weena. It seemd an oeverwhelming calamity. Now, in this oeld familyar room, it is mor liek th sorro of a dreem than an akchual loss. But that morning it left me absolootly loenly agen -- terribly aloen. I began to think of this hous of mien, of this fiersied, of sum of U, and with such thauts caem a longing that was paen.
`But, as I waukt oever th smoeking ashes under th briet morning skie, I maed a discuvery. In mi trouzer poket wer stil sum loos maches. Th box must hav leekt befor it was lost.
`About aet or nien in th morning I caem to th saem seet of yelo metal frum which I had vued th werld upon th eevning of mi arieval. I thaut of mi haesty concloozhuns upon that eevning and cuud not refraen frum lafing biterly at mi confidens. Heer was th saem buetyful seen, th saem abundant foelej, th saem splendid palises and magnifisent rooins, th saem silver river runing between il fertil banks. Th gae roebs of th buetyful peepl moovd hither and thither amung th trees. Sum wer baething in exactly th plaes wherr I had saevd Weena, and that sudenly gaev me a keen stab of paen. And liek blots upon th landscaep roez th cupolas abuv th waes to th Under-werld. I understuud now whut all th buety of th Oever-werld peepl cuverd. Verry plezant was thair dae, as plezant as th dae of th catl in th feeld. Liek th catl, thae nue of no enemys and provieded agenst no needs. And thair end was th saem.
`I greevd to think how breef th dreem of th hueman intelect had bin. It had comited sooisied. It had set itself stedfastly tords cumfort and eez, a balanst sosieety with secuerity and permanensy as its wochwurd, it had ataend its hoeps -- to cum to this at last. Wuns, lief and property must hav reecht allmoest absoloot saefty. Th rich had bin ashurd of his welth and cumfort, th toiler ashurd of his lief and werk. No dout in that perfect werld thair had bin no unemploid problem, no soeshal qeschun left unsolvd. And a graet qieet had foloed.
`It is a law of naecher we oeverluuk, that intelekchual versatility is th compensaeshun for chaenj, daenjer, and trubl. An animal perfectly in harmony with its envieronment is a perfect mecanizm. Naecher never apeels to intelijens until habit and instinkt ar uesles. Thair is no intelijens wherr thair is no chaenj and no need of chaenj. Oenly thoes animals partaek of intelijens that hav to meet a huej varieety of needs and daenjers.
`So, as I see it, th Uper-werld man had drifted tords his feebl pritynes, and th Under-werld to meer mecanical industry. But that perfect staet had lakt wun thing eeven for mecanical perfecshun -- absoloot permanensy. Aparrently as tiem went on, th feeding of th Under-werld, however it was efected, had becum disjointed. Muther Nesesity, hoo had bin staevd off for a fue thouzand yeers, caem bak agen, and she began belo. Th Under-werld being in contact with masheenery, which, however perfect, stil needs sum litl thaut outsied habit, had probably retaend perfors rather mor inishiativ, if les of evry uther hueman carracter, than th Uper. And when uther meet faeld them, thae ternd to whut oeld habit had hitherto forbiden. So I sae I saw it in mi last vue of th werld of Aet Hundred and Too Thouzand Seven Hundred and Wun. It mae be as rong an explanaeshun as mortal wit cuud invent. It is how th thing shaept itself to me, and as that I giv it to U.
`After th fateegs, excitements, and terrors of th past daes, and in spiet of mi greef, this seet and th tranqil vue and th worm sunliet wer verry plezant. I was verry tierd and sleepy, and soon mi theeoriezing past into doezing. Caching mieself at that, I tuuk mi oen hint, and spreding mieself out upon th terf I had a long and refreshing sleep.
`I awoek a litl befor sunsetting. I now felt saef agenst being caut naping bi th Morlocks, and, streching mieself, I caem on doun th hil tords th Whiet Sfinx. I had mi croebar in wun hand, and th uther hand plaed with th maches in mi poket.
`And now caem a moest unexpected thing. As I aproecht th pedestal of th sfinx I found th bronz valvs wer oepen. Thae had slid doun into groovs.
`At that I stopt short befor them, hezitaeting to enter.
`Within was a small apartment, and on a raezd plaes in th corner of this was th Tiem Masheen. I had th small levers in mi poket. So heer, after all mi elaboret preparaeshuns for th seej of th Whiet Sfinx, was a meek serender. I throo mi ieern bar awae, allmoest sorry not to uez it.
`A suden thaut caem into mi hed as I stoopt tords th portal. For wuns, at leest, I graspt th mental operaeshuns of th Morlocks. Supresing a strong inclinaeshun to laf, I stept thru th bronz fraem and up to th Tiem Masheen. I was serpriezd to fiend it had bin cairfuly oild and cleend. I hav suspected sinss that th Morlocks had eeven parshaly taeken it to peeses whiel trieing in thair dim wae to grasp its perpos.
`Now as I stuud and examind it, fiending a plezher in th meer tuch of th contrievans, th thing I had expected hapend. Th bronz panels sudenly slid up and struk th fraem with a clang. I was in th dark -- trapt. So th Morlocks thaut. At that I chukld gleefuly.
`I cuud allredy heer thair murmuring lafter as thae caem tords me. Verry caamly I tried to striek th mach. I had oenly to fix on th levers and depart then liek a goest. But I had oeverluukt wun litl thing. Th maches wer of that abominabl kiend that liet oenly on th box.
`U mae imajin how all mi caam vanisht. Th litl brutes wer cloes upon me. Wun tucht me. I maed a sweeping blo in th dark at them with th levers, and began to scrambl into th sadl of th masheen. Then caem wun hand upon me and then anuther. Then I had simply to fiet agenst thair persistent finggers for mi levers, and at th saem tiem feel for th studs oever which thees fited. Wun, indeed, thae allmoest got awae frum me. As it slipt frum mi hand, I had to but in th dark with mi hed -- I cuud heer th Morlock's skul ring -- to recuver it. It was a neerer thing than th fiet in th forest, I think, this last scrambl.
`But at last th lever was fixt and puuld oever. Th clinging hands slipt frum me. Th darknes prezently fel frum mi ies. I found mieself in th saem grae liet and toomult I hav allredy descriebd.
`I hav allredy toeld U of th siknes and confuezhun that cums with tiem traveling. And this tiem I was not seeted properly in th sadl, but siedwaes and in an unstaebl fashun. For an indefinit tiem I clung to th masheen as it swaed and viebraeted, qiet unheeding how I went, and when I braut mieself to luuk at th dieals agen I was amaezd to fiend wherr I had arievd. Wun dieal records daes, and anuther thouzands of daes, anuther milyons of daes, and anuther thouzands of milyons. Now, insted of reversing th levers, I had puuld them oever so as, to go forward with them, and when I caem to luuk at thees indicaetors I found that th thouzands hand was sweeping round as fast as th seconds hand of a woch -- into fueturity.
`As I droev on, a pecuelyar chaenj crept oever th apeerans of things. Th palpitaeting greyness groo darker; then -- tho I was stil traveling with prodijus velosity -- th blinking sucseshun of dae and niet, which was uezhualy indicativ of a sloeer paes, reternd, and groo mor and mor markt. This puzld me verry much at ferst. Th alternations of niet and dae groo sloeer and sloeer, and so did th pasej of th sun across th skie, until thae seemd to strech thru sencherys. At last a stedy twieliet brooded oever th erth, a twieliet oenly broeken now and then when a comet glaird across th darkling skie. Th band of liet that had indicaeted th sun had long sinss disapeerd; for th sun had seest to set -- it simply roez and fel in th west, and groo ever brauder and mor red. All traes of th moon had vanisht. Th sercling of th stars, groeing sloeer and sloeer, had given plaes to creeping points of liet. At last, sum tiem befor I stopt, th sun, red and verry larj, hallted moeshunles upon th horiezon, a vast doem gloeing with a dul heet, and now and then sufering a moementairy extinkshun. At wun tiem it had for a litl whiel gloed mor brilyantly agen, but it speedily reverted to its sulen red heet. I perseevd bi this sloeing doun of its riezing and seting that th werk of th tiedal drag was dun. Th erth had cum to rest with wun faes to th sun, eeven as in our oen tiem th moon faeses th erth. Verry caushusly, for I rememberd mi former hedlong fall, I began to revers mi moeshun. Sloeer and sloeer went th sercling hands until th thouzands wun seemd moeshunles and th daely wun was no longger a meer mist upon its scael. Stil sloeer, until th dim outliens of a desolet beech groo vizibl.
`I stopt verry jently and sat upon th Tiem Masheen, luuking round. Th skie was no longger bloo. North-eestward it was inky blak, and out of th blaknes shoen brietly and stedily th pael whiet stars. Oeverhed it was a deep Indian red and starless, and south-eestward it groo brieter to a gloeing scarlet wherr, cut bi th horiezon, lae th huej hul of th sun, red and moeshunles. Th roks about me wer of a harsh redish colour, and all th traes of lief that I cuud see at ferst was th intensly green vejetaeshun that cuverd evry projecting point on thair south-eestern faes. It was th saem rich green that wun sees on forest moss or on th lieken in caevs: plants which liek thees gro in a perpechual twieliet.
`Th masheen was standing on a sloeping beech. Th see strecht awae to th south-west, to riez into a sharp briet horiezon agenst th waan skie. Thair wer no braekers and no waevs, for not a breth of wind was stering. Oenly a sliet oily swel roez and fel liek a jentl breething, and shoed that th eternal see was stil mooving and living. And along th marjin wherr th wauter sumtiems broek was a thik incrustaeshun of sallt -- pink under th lurid skie. Thair was a sens of opreshun in mi hed, and I noetist that I was breething verry fast. Th sensaeshun remiended me of mi oenly expeeryens of mounteneering, and frum that I jujd th air to be mor rarefied than it is now.
`Far awae up th desolet sloep I herd a harsh screem, and saw a thing liek a huej whiet buterfli go slanting and flutering up into th skie and, sercling, disapeer oever sum lo hillocks beyond. Th sound of its vois was so dizmal that I shiverd and seeted mieself mor fermly upon th masheen. Luuking round me agen, I saw that, qiet neer, whut I had taeken to be a redish mas of rok was mooving sloely tords me. Then I saw th thing was reealy a monstrus crab-liek creecher. Can U imajin a crab as larj as yonder taebl, with its meny legs mooving sloely and unsertanly, its big claws swaeing, its long antenee, liek carters' whips, waeving and feeling, and its staukt ies gleeming at U on eether sied of its metalic frunt? Its bak was corugaeted and ornamented with ungaenly bosses, and a greenish incrustaeshun blotched it heer and thair. I cuud see th meny palps of its complicaeted mouth flickering and feeling as it moovd.
`As I staird at this sinister aparishun cralling tords me, I felt a tikling on mi cheek as tho a fli had lieted thair. I tried to brush it awae with mi hand, but in a moement it reternd, and allmoest imeedyetly caem anuther bi mi eer. I struk at this, and caut sumthing threadlike. It was drawn swiftly out of mi hand. With a frietful qaam, I ternd, and I saw that I had graspt th antena of anuther monster crab that stuud just behiend me. Its eevil ies wer wriggling on thair stauks, its mouth was all aliev with apetiet, and its vast ungaenly claws, smeerd with an algal sliem, wer desending upon me. In a moement mi hand was on th lever, and I had plaest a munth between mieself and thees monsters. But I was stil on th saem beech, and I saw them distinktly now as soon as I stopt. Duzens of them seemd to be cralling heer and thair, in th somber liet, amung th foeliaeted sheets of intens green.
`I cannot convae th sens of abominabl desolaeshun that hung oever th werld. Th red eestern skie, th northward blaknes, th sallt Ded See, th stoeny beech cralling with thees foul, slo stering monsters, th ueniform poizonus-luuking green of th lichenous plants, th thin air that herts one's lungs: all contribueted to an apalling efect. I moovd on a hundred yeers, and thair was th saem red sun -- a litl larjer, a litl duler -- th saem dieing see, th saem chil air, and th saem croud of erthy crustacea creeping in and out amung th green weed and th red roks. And in th westward skie, I saw a curvd pael lien liek a vast nue moon.
`So I traveld, stoping ever and agen, in graet strieds of a thouzand yeers or mor, drawn on bi th mistery of th earth's faet, woching with a straenj fasinaeshun th sun gro larjer and duler in th westward skie, and th lief of th oeld erth eb awae. At last, mor than therty milyon yeers hens, th huej red-hot doem of th sun had cum to obscuer neerly a tenth part of th darkling hevens. Then I stopt wuns mor, for th cralling multitued of crabs had disapeerd, and th red beech, saev for its livid green liverworts and lichens, seemd liefles. And now it was flekt with whiet. A biter coeld asaeld me. Rair whiet flaeks ever and agen caem eddying doun. To th north-eestward, th glair of sno lae under th starliet of th saebl skie and I cuud see an unjulaeting crest of hillocks pinkish whiet. Thair wer frinjes of ies along th see marjin, with drifting mases ferther out; but th maen expans of that sallt oeshan, all bludy under th eternal sunset, was stil unfroezen.
`I luukt about me to see if eny traeses of animal lief remaend. A serten indefienabl aprehenshun stil kept me in th sadl of th masheen. But I saw nuthing mooving, in erth or skie or see. Th green sliem on th roks aloen testified that lief was not extinkt. A shalo sandbank had apeerd in th see and th wauter had reseeded frum th beech. I fansyd I saw sum blak object floping about upon this bank, but it becaem moeshunles as I luukt at it, and I jujd that mi ie had bin deseevd, and that th blak object was meerly a rok. Th stars in th skie wer intensly briet and seemd to me to twinkl verry litl.
`Sudenly I noetist that th sercuelar westward outlien of th sun had chaenjd; that a concavity, a bae, had apeerd in th curv. I saw this gro larjer. For a minit perhaps I staird agast at this blaknes that was creeping oever th dae, and then I reealiezd that an eclips was begining. Eether th moon or th planet Mercuery was pasing across th sun's disk. Nacheraly, at ferst I tuuk it to be th moon, but thair is much to inclien me to beleev that whut I reealy saw was th transit of an iner planet pasing verry neer to th erth.
`Th darknes groo apaes; a coeld wind began to blo in freshening gusts frum th eest, and th showering whiet flaeks in th air increest in number. Frum th ej of th see caem a ripl and whisper. Beyond thees liefles sounds th werld was sielent. Sielent? It wuud be hard to convae th stilnes of it. All th sounds of man, th bleeting of sheep, th cries of berds, th hum of insects, th ster that maeks th bakground of our lievs -- all that was oever. As th darknes thikend, th eddying flaeks groo mor abundant, dansing befor mi ies; and th coeld of th air mor intens. At last, wun bi wun, swiftly, wun after th uther, th whiet peeks of th distant hils vanisht into blaknes. Th breez roez to a moaning wind. I saw th blak sentral shado of th eclips sweeping tords me. In anuther moement th pael stars aloen wer vizibl. All els was rayless obscuerity. Th skie was absolootly blak.
`A horror of this graet darknes caem on me. Th coeld, that smoet to mi marro, and th paen I felt in breething, oevercaem me. I shiverd, and a dedly nauzia seezd me. Then liek a red-hot bo in th skie apeerd th ej of th sun. I got off th masheen to recuver mieself. I felt gidy and incaepabl of faesing th retern jerny. As I stuud sik and confuezd I saw agen th mooving thing upon th shoel -- thair was no mistaek now that it was a mooving thing -- agenst th red wauter of th see. It was a round thing, th siez of a fuutball perhaps, or, it mae be, biger, and tentacls traeld doun frum it; it seemd blak agenst th weltering blud-red wauter, and it was hoping fitfuly about. Then I felt I was fainting. But a terribl dred of lieing helples in that remoet and auful twieliet sustaend me whiel I clamberd upon th sadl.
`So I caem bak. For a long tiem I must hav bin insensible upon th masheen. Th blinking sucseshun of th daes and niets was rezoomd, th sun got goelden agen, th skie bloo. I breethd with graeter freedom. Th flukchuaeting conturs of th land ebd and floed. Th hands spun bakward upon th dieals. At last I saw agen th dim shadoes of houses, th evidenses of decadent huemanity. Thees, too, chaenjd and past, and uthers caem. Prezently, when th milyon dieal was at zero, I slakend speed. I began to recogniez our oen pety and familyar arkitekcher, th thouzands hand ran bak to th starting-point, th niet and dae flapt sloeer and sloeer. Then th oeld walls of th labratory caem round me. Verry jently, now, I sloed th mecanizm doun.
`I saw wun litl thing that seemd od to me. I think I hav toeld U that when I set out, befor mi velosity becaem verry hi, Mrs. Watchett had waukt across th room, traveling, as it seemd to me, liek a roket. As I reternd, I past agen across that minit when she traverst th labratory. But now her evry moeshun apeerd to be th exact inverzhun of her preevius wuns. Th dor at th loeer end oepend, and she glieded qieetly up th labratory, bak formoest, and disapeerd behiend th dor bi which she had preeviusly enterd. Just befor that I seemd to see Hillyer for a moement; but he past liek a flash.
`Then I stopt th masheen, and saw about me agen th oeld familyar labratory, mi tools, mi aplieanses just as I had left them. I got off th thing verry shaekily, and sat doun upon mi bench. For several minits I trembld vieolently. Then I becaem caamer. Around me was mi oeld werkshop agen, exactly as it had bin. I miet hav slept thair, and th hoel thing hav bin a dreem.
`And yet, not exactly! Th thing had started frum th south-eest corner of th labratory. It had cum to rest agen in th north-west, agenst th wall wherr U saw it. That givs U th exact distans frum mi litl laun to th pedestal of th Whiet Sfinx, into which th Morlocks had carryd mi masheen.
`For a tiem mi braen went stagnant. Prezently I got up and caem thru th pasej heer, limping, becauz mi heel was stil paenful, and feeling sorly begrimed. I saw th Pall Mall Gazet on th taebl bi th dor. I found th daet was indeed todae, and luuking at th tiempees, saw th our was allmoest aet o'clok. I herd yur voises and th clater of plates. I hezitaeted -- I felt so sik and weak. Then I snift guud hoelsum meet, and oepend th dor on U. U noe th rest. I wosht, and diend, and now I am teling U th story.
`I noe,' he sed, after a pauz, `that all this wil be absolootly incredibl to U. To me th wun incredibl thing is that I am heer to-niet in this oeld familyar room luuking into yur frendly faeses and teling U thees straenj advenchers.'
He luukt at th Medical Man. `No. I cannot expect U to beleev it. Taek it as a lie -- or a profesy. Sae I dreemd it in th werkshop. Consider I hav bin specuelaeting upon th destinys of our raes until I hav hacht this ficshun. Treet mi asershun of its trooth as a meer stroek of art to enhans its interest. And taeking it as a story, whut do U think of it?'
He tuuk up his piep, and began, in his oeld acustomd maner, to tap with it nervusly upon th bars of th graet. Thair was a moementairy stilnes. Then chairs began to creek and shoos to scraep upon th carpet. I tuuk mi ies off th Tiem Traveller's faes, and luukt round at his audyens. Thae wer in th dark, and litl spots of colour swam befor them. Th Medical Man seemd absorbd in th contemplaeshun of our hoest. Th Editor was luuking hard at th end of his sigar -- th sixth. Th Jernalist fumbld for his woch. Th uthers, as far as I remember, wer moeshunles.
Th Editor stuud up with a si. `Whut a pity it is U'r not a rieter of storys!' he sed, puuting his hand on th Tiem Traveller's shoelder.
`U don't beleev it?'
`Wel -- '
`I thaut not.'
Th Tiem Traveler ternd to us. `Wherr ar th maches?' he sed. He lit wun and spoek oever his piep, pufing. `To tel U th trooth ... I hardly beleev it mieself. ... And yet ...'
His ie fel with a muet inqiery upon th witherd whiet flowers upon th litl taebl. Then he ternd oever th hand hoelding his piep, and I saw he was luuking at sum haf-heeld scars on his nukls.
Th Medical Man roez, caem to th lamp, and examind th flowers. `Th gynaeceum's od,' he sed. Th Siekolojist lent forward to see, hoelding out his hand for a spesimen.
`I'm hangd if it isn't a qorter to wun,' sed th Jernalist. `How shal we get hoem?'
`Plenty of cabs at th staeshun,' sed th Siekolojist.
`It's a cuerius thing,' sed th Medical Man; `but I sertenly don't noe th nacheral order of thees flowers. Mae I hav them?'
Th Tiem Traveler hezitaeted. Then sudenly: `Sertenly not.'
`Wherr did U reealy get them?' sed th Medical Man.
Th Tiem Traveler puut his hand to his hed. He spoek liek wun hoo was trieing to keep hoeld of an iedeea that elooded him. `Thae wer puut into mi poket bi Weena, when I traveld into Tiem.' He staird round th room. `I'm damd if it isn't all going. This room and U and th atmosfeer of evry dae is too much for mi memory. Did I ever maek a Tiem Masheen, or a model of a Tiem Masheen? Or is it all oenly a dreem? Thae sae lief is a dreem, a preshus pur dreem at tiems -- but I can't stand anuther that woen't fit. It's madnes. And wherr did th dreem cum frum? ... I must luuk at that masheen. If thair is wun!'
He caut up th lamp swiftly, and carryd it, flairing red, thru th dor into th coridor. We foloed him. Thair in th flickering liet of th lamp was th masheen shur enuf, sqot, ugly, and askue; a thing of bras, ebony, ievory, and transloosent glimering qorts *. Solid to th tuch -- for I puut out mi hand and felt th rael of it -- and with broun spots and smeers upon th ievory, and bits of gras and moss upon th loeer parts, and wun rael bent ari.
Th Tiem Traveler puut th lamp doun on th bench, and ran his hand along th damejd rael. `It's all riet now,' he sed. `Th story I toeld U was troo. I'm sorry to hav braut U out heer in th coeld.' He tuuk up th lamp, and, in an absoloot sielens, we reternd to th smoeking-room.
He caem into th hall with us and helpt th Editor on with his coet. Th Medical Man luukt into his faes and, with a serten hezitaeshun, toeld him he was sufering frum oeverwerk, at which he laft huejly. I remember him standing in th oepen dorwae, bawling guud niet.
I shaird a cab with th Editor. He thaut th tael a `gaudy lie.' For mi oen part I was unaebl to cum to a concloozhun. Th story was so fantastic and incredibl, th teling so credibl and soeber. I lae awaek moest of th niet thinking about it. I determind to go next dae and see th Tiem Traveler agen. I was toeld he was in th labratory, and being on eezy terms in th hous, I went up to him. Th labratory, however, was empty. I staird for a minit at th Tiem Masheen and puut out mi hand and tucht th lever. At that th sqot substanshal-luuking mas swaed liek a bow shaeken bi th wind. Its instability startld me extreemly, and I had a qeer reminisens of th chieldish daes when I uezd to be forbiden to medl. I caem bak thru th coridor. Th Tiem Traveler met me in th smoeking-room. He was cuming frum th hous. He had a small camera under wun arm and a napsak under th uther. He laft when he saw me, and gaev me an elbo to shaek. `I'm frietfuly bizy,' sed he, `with that thing in thair.'
`But is it not sum hoex?' I sed. `Do U reealy travel thru tiem?'
`Reealy and trooly I do.' And he luukt frankly into mi ies. He hezitaeted. His ie waanderd about th room. `I oenly wont haf an our,' he sed. `I noe whi U caem, and it's aufuly guud of U. Thair's sum magazeens heer. If U'l stop to lunch I'l proov U this tiem traveling up to th hilt, spesimen and all. If U'l forgiv mi leeving U now?'
I consented, hardly comprehending then th fuul import of his werds, and he noded and went on doun th coridor. I herd th dor of th labratory slam, seeted mieself in a chair, and tuuk up a daely paeper. Whut was he going to do befor lunch-tiem? Then sudenly I was remiended bi an advertiezment that I had promist to meet Richardson, th publisher, at too. I luukt at mi woch, and saw that I cuud bairly saev that engaejment. I got up and went doun th pasej to tel th Tiem Traveler.
As I tuuk hoeld of th handl of th dor I herd an exclamaeshun, odly trunkaeted at th end, and a clik and a thud. A gust of air wherld round me as I oepend th dor, and frum within caem th sound of broeken glas falling on th flor. Th Tiem Traveler was not thair. I seemd to see a goestly, indistinct figuer siting in a wherling mas of blak and bras for a moement -- a figuer so transpairent that th bench behiend with its sheets of drawings was absolootly distinkt; but this fantazm vanisht as I rubd mi ies. Th Tiem Masheen had gon. Saev for a subsiding ster of dust, th ferther end of th labratory was empty. A paen of th skieliet had, aparrently, just bin bloen in.
I felt an unreezonabl amaezment. I nue that sumthing straenj had hapend, and for th moement cuud not distinggwish whut th straenj thing miet be. As I stuud stairing, th dor into th garden oepend, and th man-servant apeerd.
We luukt at eech uther. Then iedeeas began to cum. `Has Mr. -- gon out that wae?' sed I.
`No, ser. No wun has cum out this wae. I was expecting to fiend him heer.'
At that I understuud. At th risk of disapointing Richardson I staed on, waeting for th Tiem Traveler; waeting for th second, perhaps stil straenjer story, and th spesimens and foetografs he wuud bring with him. But I am begining now to feer that I must waet a lieftiem. Th Tiem Traveler vanisht three yeers ago. And, as evrybody noes now, he has never reternd.
Wun cannot chooz but wunder. Wil he ever retern? It mae be that he swept bak into th past, and fel amung th blud-drinking, hairy savejes of th Aej of Unpolished Stoen; into th abysses of th Cretaceous See; or amung th groetesk saurians, th huej reptilian brutes of th Jurassic tiems. He mae eeven now -- if I mae uez th fraez -- be waandering on sum plesiosaurus-haunted Oolitic corral reef, or besied th loenly saelien laeks of th Triassic Aej. Or did he go forward, into wun of th neerer aejes, in which men ar stil men, but with th ridls of our oen tiem anserd and its weerysum problems solvd? Into th manhuud of th raes: for I, for mi oen part, cannot think that thees later daes of weak experriment, fragmentairy theeory, and muechual discord ar indeed man's culminaeting tiem! I sae, for mi oen part. He, I noe -- for th qeschun had bin discust amung us long befor th Tiem Masheen was maed -- thaut but cheerlessly of th Advansment of Man-kiend, and saw in th groeing piel of sivilizaeshun oenly a foolish heaping that must inevitably fall bak upon and destroi its maekers in th end. If that is so, it remaens for us to liv as tho it wer not so. But to me th fuecher is stil blak and blank -- is a vast ignorans, lit at a fue cazhual plaeses bi th memory of his story. And I hav bi me, for mi cumfort, too straenj whiet flowers -- shrivelled now, and broun and flat and brittle -- to witnes that eeven when miend and strength had gon, gratitued and a muechual tendernes stil livd on in th hart of man.