A story of strange adventure and stranger discovery in the regions of the Antarctic. What is best in the book can hardly be considered original; its fantastic unreality is all its own.
, of some vegetable substance, smooth as paper, and covered with writing.
"It looks like Egyptian papyrus," said the doctor. "That was the common paper of antiquity."
"Never mind the Egyptian papyrus," said Featherstone, in feverish curiosity. "Let's have the contents of the manuscript. You, Melick, read; you're the most energetic of the lot, and when you're tired the rest of us will take turns."
"Read? Why, it'll take a month to read all this," said Melick.
"All the better," said Featherstone; "this calm will probably last a month, and we shall have nothing to interest us."
ADRIFT IN THE ANTARCTIC OCEAN
My name is Adam More. I am the son of Henry More, apothecary, Keswick, Cumberland. I was mate of the ship Trevelyan (Bennet, master), which was chartered by the British Gov
I seldom read SF but this is a good one
A young adventurer, after wandering the arctic ocean, reaches a land where wealth is held despicable and a public death is the greatest honor in life. A tale full of Swiftean irony, and the language is so rich and powerful that I found the book hard to put down.