night fell upon the waters, dark and drear, and thick and misty. how unlike those brilliant hours that once summoned him to revelry and love! unhappy popanilla! thy delicious fantaisie has vanished! ah, pitiable youth! what could possibly have induced you to be so very rash? and all from that unlucky lock of hair!

after a few natural paroxysms of rage, terror, anguish, and remorse, the captain as naturally subsided into despair, and awaited with sullen apathy that fate which could not be far distant. the only thing which puzzled the philosophical navigator was his inability to detect what useful end could be attained by his death. at length, remembering that fish must be fed, his theory and his desperation were at the same time confirmed.

a clear, dry morning succeeded the wet, gloomy night, and popanilla had not yet gone down. this extraordinary suspension of his fate roused him from his stupor, and between the consequent excitement and the morning air he acquired an appetite. philosophical physicians appear to have agreed that sorrow, to a certain extent, is not unfavourable to digestion; and as popanilla began to entertain some indefinite and unreasonable hopes, the alligator-pears quickly disappeared. in the meantime the little canoe cut her way, as if she were chasing a smuggler; and had it not been for a shark or two who, in anticipation of their services being required, never left her side for a second, popanilla really might have made some ingenious observations on the nature of tides. he was rather surprised, certainly, as he watched his frail bark cresting the waves; but he soon supposed that this was all in the natural course of things; and he now ascribed his previous fright, not to the peril of his situation, but to his inexperience of it.

although his apprehension of being drowned was now removed, yet when he gazed on the boundless vacancy before him, and also observed that his provisions rapidly decreased, he began to fear that he was destined for a still more horrible fate, and that, after having eaten his own slices, he must submit to be starved. in this state of despondency, with infinite delight and exultation le clearly observed, on the second clay, at twenty-seven minutes past three p.m., though at a considerable distance, a mountain and an island. his joy and his pride were equal, and excessive: he called the first alligator mountain, in gratitude to the pears; and christened the second after his mistress, that unlucky mistress! the swift canoe soon reached the discoveries, and the happy discoverer further found, to his mortification, that the mountain was a mist and the island a sea-weed. popanilla now grew sulky, and threw himself down in the bottom of his boat.

on the third morning he was awakened by a tremendous roar; on looking around him he perceived that he was in a valley formed by two waves, each several hundred feet high. this seemed the crisis of his fate; he shut his eyes, as people do when they are touched by a dentist, and in a few minutes was still bounding on the ocean in the eternal canoe, safe but senseless. some tremendous peals of thunder, a roaring wind, and a scathing lightning confirmed his indisposition; and had not the tempest subsided, popanilla would probably have been an idiot for life. the dead and soothing calm which succeeded this tornado called him back again gradually to existence. he opened his eyes, and, scarcely daring to try a sense, immediately shut them; then hearing a deep sigh, he shrugged his shoulders, and looked as pitiable as a prime minister with a rebellious cabinet. at length he ventured to lift up his head; there was not a wrinkle on the face of ocean; a halcyon fluttered over him, and then scudded before his canoe, and gamesome porpoises were tumbling at his side. the sky was cloudless, except in the direction to which he was driving; but even as popanilla observed, with some misgivings, the mass of vapours which had there congregated, the great square and solid black clouds drew off like curtains, and revealed to his entranced vision a magnificent city rising out of the sea.

tower, and dome, and arch, column, and spire, and obelisk, and lofty terraces, and many-windowed palaces, rose in all directions from a mass of building which appeared to him each instant to grow more huge, till at length it seemed to occupy the whole horizon. the sun lent additional lustre to the dazzling quays of white marble which apparently surrounded this mighty city, and which rose immediately from the dark blue waters. as the navigator drew nearer, he observed that in most parts the quays were crowded with beings who, he trusted, were human, and already the hum of multitudes broke upon his inexperienced ear: to him a sound far more mysterious and far more exciting than the most poetical of winds to the most wind of poets. on the right of this vast city rose what was mistaken by popanilla for an immense but leafless forest; but more practical men than the fantaisian captain have been equally confounded by the first sight of a million of masts.

the canoe cut its way with increased rapidity, and ere popanilla had recovered himself sufficiently to make even an ejaculation, he found himself at the side of a quay. some amphibious creatures, whom he supposed to be mermen, immediately came to his assistance, rather stared at his serpent-skin coat, and then helped him up the steps. popanilla was instantly surrounded.

‘who are you?’ said one.

‘what are you?’ asked another.

‘who is it?’ exclaimed a third.

‘what is it?’ screamed a fourth.

‘my friends, i am a man!’

‘a man!’ said the women; ‘are you sure you are a real man?’

‘he must be a sea-god!’ said the females.

‘she must be a sea-goddess!’ said the males.

‘a triton!’ maintained the women.

‘a nereid!’ argued the men.

‘it is a great fish!’ said the boys.

thanks to the universal linguist, captain popanilla, under these peculiar circumstances, was more loquacious than could have been captain parry.

‘good people! you see before you the most injured of human beings.’

this announcement inspired general enthusiasm. the women wept, the men shook hands with him, and all the boys huzzaed. popanilla proceeded:—

‘actuated by the most pure, the most patriotic, the most noble, the most enlightened, and the most useful sentiments, i aspired to ameliorate the condition of my fellowmen. to this grand object i have sacrificed all that makes life delightful: i have lost my station in society, my taste for dancing, my popularity with the men, my favour with the women; and last, but, oh! not least (excuse this emotion), i have lost a very particular lock of hair. in one word, my friends, you see before you, banished, ruined, and unhappy, the victim of a despotic sovereign, a corrupt aristocracy, and a misguided people.’

no sooner had he ceased speaking than popanilla really imagined that he had only escaped the dangers of sedition and the sea to expire by less hostile, though not less effective, means. to be strangled was not much better than to be starved: and certainly, with half-a-dozen highly respectable females clinging round his neck, he was not reminded for the first time in his life what a domestic bowstring is an affectionate woman. in an agony of suffocation he thought very little of his arms, although the admiration of the men had already, in his imagination, separated these useful members from his miserable body and had it not been for some justifiable kicking and plunging, the veneration of the ingenuous and surrounding youth, which manifested itself by their active exertions to divide his singular garment into relics of a martyr of liberty, would soon have effectually prevented the ill-starred popanilla from being again mistaken for a nereid. order was at length restored, and a committee of eight appointed to regulate the visits of the increasing mob.

the arrangements were judicious; the whole populace was marshalled into ranks; classes of twelve persons were allowed consecutively to walk past the victim of tyranny, corruption, and ignorance; and each person had the honour to touch his finger. during this proceeding, which lasted a few hours, an influential personage generously offered to receive the eager subscriptions of the assembled thousands. even the boys subscribed, and ere six hours had passed since his arrival as a coatless vagabond in this liberal city, captain popanilla found himself a person of considerable means.

the receiver of the subscriptions, while he crammed popanilla’s serpent-skin pockets fall of gold pieces, at the same time kindly offered the stranger to introduce him to an hotel. popanilla, who was quite beside himself, could only bow his assent, and mechanically accompanied his conductor. when he had regained his faculty of speech, he endeavoured, in wandering sentences of grateful incoherency, to express his deep sense of this unparalleled liberality. ‘it was an excess of generosity in which mankind could never have before indulged!’

‘by no means!’ said his companion, with great coolness; ‘far from this being an unparalleled affair, i assure you it is a matter of hourly occurrence; make your mind quite easy. you are probably not aware that you are now living in the richest and the most charitable country in the world?’

‘wonderful!’ said popanilla; ‘and what is the name, may i ask, of this charitable city?’

‘is it possible,’ said his companion, with a faint smile, ‘that you are ignorant of the great city of hubbabub; the largest city not only that exists, but that ever did exist, and the capital of the island of vraibleusia, the most famous island not only that is known, but that ever was known?’

while he was speaking they were accosted by a man upon crutches, who, telling them in a broken voice that he had a wife and twelve infant children dependent on his support, supplicated a little charity. popanilla was about to empty part of his pocketfuls into the mendicant’s cap, but his companion repressed his unphilosophical facility. ‘by no means!’ said his friend, who, turning round to the beggar, advised him, in a mild voice, to work; calmly adding, that if he presumed to ask charity again he should certainly have him bastinadoed. then they walked on.

popanilla’s attention was so distracted by the variety, the number, the novelty, and the noise of the objects which were incessantly hurried upon his observation, that he found no time to speak; and as his companion, though exceedingly polite, was a man of few words, conversation rather flagged.

at last, overwhelmed by the magnificence of the streets, the splendour of the shops, the number of human beings, the rattling of the vehicles, the dashing of the horses, and a thousand other sounds and objects, popanilla gave loose to a loud and fervent wish that his hotel might have the good fortune of being situated in this interesting quarter.

‘by no means!’ said his companion; ‘we have yet much further to go. far from this being a desirable situation for you, my friend, no civilised person is ever seen here; and had not the cause of civil and religious liberty fortunately called me to the water-side to-day, i should have lost the opportunity of showing how greatly i esteem a gentleman who has suffered so severely in the cause of national amelioration.’

‘sir!’ said popanilla, ‘your approbation is the only reward which i ever shall desire for my exertions. you will excuse me for not quite keeping up with you; but the fact is, my pockets are so stuffed with cash that the action of my legs is greatly impeded.’

‘credit me, my friend, that you are suffering from an inconvenience which you will not long experience in hubbabub. nevertheless, to remedy it at present, i think the best thing we can do is to buy a purse.’

they accordingly entered a shop where such an article might be found, and taking up a small sack, for popanilla was very rich, his companion inquired its price, which he was informed was four crowns. no sooner had the desired information been given than the proprietor of the opposite shop rushed in, and offered him the same article for three crowns. the original merchant, not at all surprised at the intrusion, and not the least apologising for his former extortion, then demanded two. his rival, being more than his match, he courteously dropped upon his knee, and requested his customer to accept the article gratis, for his sake. the generous dealer would infallibly have carried the day, had not his rival humbly supplicated the purchaser not only to receive his article as a gift, but also the compliment of a crown inside.

‘what a terrible cheat the first merchant must have been!’ said the puzzled popanilla, as they proceeded on their way.

‘by no means!’ said his calm companion; ‘the purse was sufficiently, cheap even at four crowns. this is not cheatery; this is competition!’

‘what a wonderful nation, then, this must be, where you not only get purses gratis but even well loaded! what use, then, is all this heavy gold? it is a tremendous trouble to carry; i will empty the bag into this kennel, for money surely can be of no use in a city where, when in want of cash, you have only to go into a shop and buy a purse!’

‘your pardon!’ said his companion; ‘far from this being the case, vraibleusia is, without doubt, the dearest country in the world.’

‘if, then,’ said the inquisitive popanilla, with great animation, ‘if, then, this country be the dearest in the world; if, how—’

‘my good friend!’ said his companion, ‘i really am the last person in the world to answer questions. all that i know is, that this country is extremely dear, and that the only way to get things cheap is to encourage competition.’

here the progress of his companion was impeded for some time by a great crowd, which had assembled to catch a glimpse of a man who was to fly off a steeple, but who had not yet arrived. a chimney-sweeper observed to a scientific friend that probably the density of the atmosphere might prevent the intended volitation; and popanilla, who, having read almost as many pamphlets as the observer, now felt quite at home, exceedingly admired the observation.

‘he must be a very superior man, this gentleman in black!’ said popanilla to his companion.

‘by no means! he is of the lowest class in society. but you are probably not aware that you are in the most educated country in the world.’

‘delightful!’ said popanilla.

the captain was exceedingly desirous of witnessing the flight of the vraibleusian daedalus, but his friend advised their progress. this, however, was not easy; and popanilla, animated for the moment by his natural aristocratic disposition, and emboldened by his superior size and strength, began to clear his way in a manner which was more cogent than logical. the chimney-sweeper and his comrades were soon in arms, and popanilla would certainly have been killed or ducked by this superior man and his friends, had it not been for the mild remonstrance of his conductor and the singular appearance of his costume.

‘what could have induced you to be so imprudent?’ said his rescuer, when they had escaped from the crowd.

‘truly,’ said popanilla, ‘i thought that in a country where you may bastinado the wretch who presumes to ask you for alms, there could surely be no objection to my knocking down the scoundrel who dared to stand in my way.’

‘by no means!’ said his friend, slightly elevating his eye-brows. ‘here all men are equal. you are probably not aware that you are at present in the freest country in the world.’

‘i do not exactly understand you; what is this freedom?’

‘my good friend, i really am the last person in the world to answer questions. freedom is, in one word, liberty: a kind of thing which you foreigners never can understand, and which mere theory can make no man understand. when you have been in the island a few weeks all will be quite clear to you. in the meantime, do as others do, and never knock men down!’