ds of feet, and rent and gashed in every direction by
forces which seemed at some remote period to have labored at tearing
this little world in pieces.

A Dead And Mangled World.

The Moon's Strange and Ghastly Surface in Full View of Man.

It was a fearful spectacle; a dead and mangled world, too dreadful to
look upon. The idea of the death of the moon was, of course, not a new
one to many of us. We had long been aware that the earth's satellite
was a body which had passed beyond the stage of life, if indeed it had
ever been a life supporting globe; but none of us were prepared for the
terrible spectacle which now smote our eyes.

At each end of the semi-circular ridge that encloses the Bay of Rainbows
there is a lofty promontory. That at the north-western extremity had
long been known to astronomers under the name of Cape Laplace. The other
promontory, at the southeastern termination, is called Cape Heraclides. It
was toward the latter that we were approaching, and by interchange of
signals all the members of the squadron had been informed that Cape
Heraclides was to be our rendezvous upon the moon.

I may say that I had been somewhat familiar with the scenery of this
part of the lunar world, for I had often studied it from the earth with a
telescope, and I had thought that if there was any part of the moon where
one might, with fair expectation of success, look for inhabitants, or if
not for inhabitants, at least for relics of life no longer existent there,
this would surely be the place. It was, therefore, with no small degree
of curiosity, notwithstanding the unexpectedly frightful and repulsive
appearance that the surface of the moon presented, that I now saw myself
rapidly approaching the region concerning whose secrets my imagination
had so often busied itself. When Mr. Edison and I had paid our previous
visit to the moon on the first experimental trip of the electrical ship,
we had landed at a point on its surface remote from this, and, as I have
before explained, we then made no effort to investigate its secrets. But
now it was to be different, and we were at length to see something of
the wonders of the moon.

Like a Human Face.

I had often on the earth drawn a smile from my friends by showing them
Cape Heraclides with a telescope, and calling their attention to the
fact that the outline of the peak terminating the cape was such as
to present a remarkable resemblance to a human face, unmistakably