Chapter 25 27.a magical land

The next day, we set off at dawn.It was quite hot, but bearable, and the road was smooth, and the horses had no trouble running.The party passed through a young forest, the trees were rather sparse.They walked all day and camped at night on the shore of White Lake, where the water was too salty to drink. There, the geographer had to admit that the White Lake is not white, just as the Black Sea is not black, the Red Sea is not red, the Yellow Sea is not yellow, and the Blue Mountains are not blue.However, in the name of geography, he defended the nomenclature for a long time, but none of the reasons put forward proved to be tenable.

O'Bill had dinner prepared regularly.After the meal, some of the passengers were in their cars or in their tents, and soon fell asleep, despite the constant howling of the shepherds outside. On the other side of the White Lake, there is a beautiful plain covered with colorful chrysanthemums.The next day, when the passengers woke up, they saw the beautiful scenery and wanted to enjoy it.However, they still set off on time.Except for a few bald hills in the distance, there are grasslands and flowers all around as far as the eye can see, which is a beautiful spring.The blue fine-leaf hemp and the vermilion japonica, which is a specialty of the region, complement each other.Elmophylla trees of various styles dot the meadows.The saline ground is covered with ash, beets and other cochineal plants, some turquoise, some reddish, these plants are useful industrial raw materials, and burning them into ashes can extract excellent alkali.When Paganel encountered flowers and plants, he became a botanist again. He could call out the names of those unfamiliar flowers and plants. There are 4200 kinds.

After 16 kilometers, the bullock cart began to drill through the tall trees.Those trees are bean flower trees, woody mimosa trees, white gum trees, etc., and they are vying for beauty and beauty.The plants in this plain with many springs have lived up to the gift of sunlight. The more sunlight they receive, the stronger the fragrance they emit and the colorful colors they present. As for the animal kingdom, what is produced is stingy.A few cassowaries hopped about on the plain, unable to approach them.At this time, the major was dexterous enough to shoot a nearly extinct strange bird with one shot.The strange bird is called "Xia Bilu", and the British immigrants also called it "Giant Crane".It is 1.5 meters high and 0.6 meters long, with a black mouth, a wide lower part, and a very pointed end in a conical shape.The scarlet on the head, the oil green on the neck, the white on the chest, and the bright red on the feet complement each other.It seemed as if nature had used all the colors on the palette for this strange bird.

Everyone praises the bird.If it hadn't been for the brave little Robert who walked a few miles to fight a monster, then all the credit for this day should go to McNabbs.The monster that Robert killed was half like a hedgehog and half like a mosquito eater. It can be said to be a kind of different animal, just like the very different reptiles mentioned in Genesis.It can stick out a long tongue with mucus hanging outside the cylinder-like mouth to catch ants and eat them.Ants are its main food. "It's an echidna!" Paganel called the monster by its name. "Have you ever seen it?"

"Very ugly," replied Sir, irrelevant. "Ugly is ugly, but it is a rare animal," the geographer added, "and only found in the Australian mainland." Paganel wanted to take the echidna away so that it could be used as a monotreme specimen in the future, but O'Bill strongly opposed it, so he had to give up.On this day, the caravan arrived at 141 degrees 30 minutes east longitude.So far, they have rarely seen immigrants and "landers".The place seemed uninhabited, not even a native.For the savage peoples roam in that vast country where no one has ever traveled, at the end of the tributaries of the Darling and the Murray.

But a rare spectacle thrilled the travelers.Some daring speculators on the Continent trafficked cattle from the mountains of the East to the provinces of Victoria and South Australia.They have the opportunity to see this huge lineup. Just before 4 p.m., the captain pointed out that three kilometers ahead, a long dust lane was rising from the horizon.How did this phenomenon happen?It is difficult for everyone to understand.A learned geographer has to be asked to explain.But before Paganel could speak, a word from Ayrton interrupted his meditation.Ayrton said it was the dust raised by the passing animals.

The bosun was not mistaken.The smoke gradually drifted closer, and there was an ensemble of sheep bleating, horse neighing, and cow mooing. In this pastoral symphony, people shouted, whistled, and cursed. A man emerged from the cloud of tumult, who seemed to be the commander-in-chief of the army.The jazz went up to meet him and chatted informally.The commander-in-chief, or "Shepherd", his name was Sam Marcher, and he was indeed from the east, and went to Portland. These livestock were bought from the plains of the Blue Mountains. They were very thin when they were bought. Now they are going to be driven to the lush pastures of South Australia. After they are fattened up, they will be sold at a high price. The net profit is quite a lot, and the total can be obtained Fifty thousand francs.But how much patience and perseverance is required to drive this group of disobedient animals to their destination!How much hardship will be suffered on the way!It is not easy for a businessman to dislike money!

As the herd moved on along the mimosa bushes, Marcher began to describe his experience.Mrs. Helen, Miss Mary and the knights all came under the big tree to listen to the "shepherd" speak. It has been 7 months since Machel came out, and he walks about 25 kilometers every day, and he still needs 3 months to finish his long journey.In this business, he was helped by 20 dogs and 30 people, five of whom were blacks who were good at finding lost animals.Six carts followed behind this army of beasts, and the herdsmen walked around among the herds with whips in their hands, maintaining a fixed order, while the group of dogs formed light cavalry to patrol on both sides.

The travelers admired the order of the vast army.Animals of different kinds cannot walk together, because wild oxen and sheep cannot live in harmony.Cows will never graze where sheep walk.It is therefore necessary to let the oxen go first, and divide them into two battalions as the vanguard; then five regiments of sheep, commanded by 20 men; and finally a company of horses as the rear. Macher also reminded everyone that the "leader" of this beast army is not a dog or a man, but a cow. The cow is a smart "leader", and all livestock support them.They march forward with great dignity, choosing the right path instinctively, convinced of their right to be treated differently.So people are also very attracted to them.If they want to stop, let them stop; if they don't signal to start after a short rest, you won't be able to tell them to go.

Although the expedition of this beast army was not personally commanded by the famous ancient Greek general Xenophon, it is still worthy of being included in history.The "Mu Shou" made some supplements to the details of the expedition.He said that as long as this large army walks on the plains, everything will be fine.The livestock graze along the road during the day, drink water in the ditches, and sleep at night. When the dogs bark, all the animals gather immediately and are very obedient.But in the big forest, through the trees and mimosa bushes, it is more difficult.At this time, the herds get mixed up or get separated, and it will take a long time to get order right.In the unfortunate event that a chief should be lost, it must be found at all costs, or they are in danger of falling apart.If it rains heavily, worse, the lazy animals will not move forward, and if there is a big storm, the animals will be frightened and the whole herd will run wild.

However, thanks to the resourcefulness and bravery of that "Mu Shou", he managed to overcome these difficulties.He kept going, moving kilometer by kilometer, leaving behind many plains, woods, and hills.But, besides wit and bravery, a nobler quality is needed, which is patience--this kind of patience is especially needed when crossing the river.As soon as they reach the river, "Mu Shou" is worried, not because he can't cross it, but because the herds refuse to cross it.As soon as the cow smelled the water, it ran back.The sheep can't go into the water either, and they scurry around.At night, drag the ram into the river by force, but the ewe will not follow, and it will not work.Let them drink water to familiarize themselves with the environment. They would rather not drink water. Although the lamb bleats, the "mother" still does not move.This can sometimes delay months. "Mu Shou" has nothing to do with this group of bleating, hissing, and mooing guys.Then, one day, out of the blue, a small caravan crossed the river on a whim.At this time, another difficulty arose, people could not make so many livestock cross the river in an orderly manner.As a result, the team was in chaos and many livestock were drowned. These are the details that Marcher added.As he narrated, the herd had traveled a long way in order.At this time, it is time for him to catch up with the head of the team and choose the best pasture.So, he bid farewell to Sir, stepped on the native horse, and bid farewell to everyone cordially.After a while, it disappeared into a cloud of dust. Then the travelers moved on with their backs to the herd.It was not until evening that we stopped at the foot of Mount Talpo. At this time, the geographer solemnly reminded everyone that today is December 25, and Christmas is here.The chief secretary did not forget this important festival, so a delicious dinner was served.Everyone praised Mr. O'Bier's craftsmanship, and the dinner was so well done.The meal consisted of deer ham, corned beef, smoked salmon, cakes of barley flour and buckwheat, Chinese tea for all to drink, plenty of whiskey, and bottles of Bordeaux.Everyone ate and thought they were in the big dining room of Macomb House in the lady's house! Of course, nothing was missing from this sumptuous dinner.However, the geographer has to add some fruit, which he picks from the wild orange tree.This kind of tree is called "Maoka pear" by the natives. The fruit is tasteless, but the pit is as spicy as a pepper after being crushed.In order to express his love for science, the geographer bit the bullet and put the fruit in his mouth. As a result, his mouth became numb.The major then asked about the characteristics of the inland desert, but he was at a loss for words. The next day, nothing to say.They crossed the fertile lands of the Notton and later the half-dry Mackenzie.The weather was fine and not too hot, and the wind was blowing from the south, which adjusted the air very cool, just as the north wind regulates the climate in the northern hemisphere. Paganel explained to his schoolboy Robert: "It's luck for us because, on average, the southern hemisphere is hotter than the northern hemisphere." "Why is the southern hemisphere hotter than the northern hemisphere?" asked the child. "Haven't you heard that the earth is closer to the sun in winter?" "I heard, sir!" "Have you never heard that the cold in winter is due to the oblique sunlight?" "I know too!" "My boy, that's why the southern hemisphere is hot!" "I don't understand!" Robert blinked. "Just think about it," the geographer explained again, "when we winter in Europe, what season is it in Australia on the other side of the world?" "Summer!" said Robert. "Well, that's when the earth is closest to the sun...do you understand?" "I understand……" "The southern hemisphere is hotter in summer because the southern hemisphere is closer to the sun in summer than the northern hemisphere." "Indeed, Monsieur Paganel." "Therefore, people say that the earth is closer to us in winter, which refers to people in the northern hemisphere." "I never thought of that," replied Robert. "Now I know, don't forget it in the future." Robert was very satisfied with this astronomy and geography class. In the end, he also learned that the average temperature in Victoria Province is about 23 degrees Celsius. In the evening, the caravan camped five kilometers from Longstar Lake, surrounded by mountains on both sides: the towering Mount Delongmont to the north, and Mount Deledon to the south. At about eleven o'clock the next day, the ox cart reached the bank of the Vimera River.The river, half a mile wide, is shallow, and in its middle grows gum-trees and bean-bean trees, and several tall myrtle trees, called Metrosidro speiza. ".Its long branches can reach a height of 4.5 meters, and the branches are dotted with red flowers.Thousands of birds are jumping back and forth among the green branches and leaves.On the blue waves below, a pair of black swans were playing shyly in the water. This pair of "rare birds" in the river disappeared into the water after a while.The Vimera River has many bends and twists and turns in this fascinating wilderness. At this time, the car parked on this carpet-like grassland. The edge of the grassland was covered with grasses, and their shadows were reflected in the water.There were no logs or bridges on the river, so we had to find a shallow shoal and wade across.A quarter of a kilometer upstream, the river is shallower, where crossings are to be made.After repeated detection, the river water is only 3 meters, so there is no danger for bullock carts to pass through this high river bottom. "Is there no other way?" asked Sir Ayrton. "Yes," replied the boatswain, "but I don't think it's dangerous. We can go there!" "Then, Madame and Miss Mary are going to get off." "It's not necessary! The cows walk very steadily, and I promise to let them walk on flat waterways." "Well, Ayrton, I trust you." The riders surrounded the ox cart and decisively went down the river.Usually, the car crosses the river through the shallows, surrounded by a series of empty barrels floating around.But the Jazz and his party did not have this kind of "lifebuoy", so they had to cross the river by touching the water.Ayrton sat on the throne, led the bull, and directed.The major and two sailors blocked the rapids in front, and the sir and the captain were on both sides of the car, ready to escort the two ladies at any time.The geographer and Robert Jr. were in the rear.When we reached the center of the river, the water was so deep that it reached the wheel axle.If the cow walks out of the shallows, if it can't reach the bottom, it may even drag the car down.Ayrton, therefore, valiantly obliged, and got into the water himself to hold the bull by the horns, and brought the cart at last into the right path. At this moment, unexpectedly, the car bumped into each other suddenly, with a loud rattling sound, and the car body tilted badly.The water was up to the heels of the ladies.Jazz and the captain grabbed the gear and pulled hard, and the car finally floated.This is the most thrilling moment. Happily, Ayrton took hold of the yoke, pulled it hard, and turned the cart around again.The bottom of the river ahead is a gentle slope, and the feet of cattle and horses gradually rise up.After a while, I finally crossed the river safely.Although everyone was wet and cold, they were still satisfied. However, the carriage was a little damaged, and Sir's horse lost the forefoot. This unexpected loss urgently needs to be repaired, and everyone looks at each other in blank dismay, very embarrassed.At this time, Ayrton volunteered again, willing to go to the black spot station several kilometers away to find the blacksmith who shoed the horses. "Well, then, I'll leave you alone, Ayrton," said Sir, "how long will it take you to get back and forth?" "Probably a few hours, but no more." "Go, go, come back. We're camping on the banks of the Vimera." A few minutes later the boatswain, Ayrton, rode fast and disappeared behind a row of thick woody mimosas. The free time of the day was spent in idleness and walking, and the passengers visited the scenery along the Vimaira River, talking and laughing.Many gray herons and flamingos flew away as they approached.The satin bird hides on the high branches of the fig tree, the oriole, the turtledove, and the warped bird fly among the plump lily branches, the sad kingfisher no longer fishes, and the more civilized parrots are still on the flowering gum tree Make a deafening chirp. Walkers enjoy the beautiful nature all day long. Some of them come to the edge of the gurgling water, some lie on the soft grass, and some stroll among the woody mimosa bushes.Evening time is short, and it will be dark in a while.They looked at the direction of the stars and walked back—because there is no Big Dipper in the southern hemisphere, they had to use the shining Antarctic Cross between the horizon and the zenith as their pointing mark. Mr. O'Bill had laid out his supper in the tent.Everyone was seated quickly.The supper was very rich, and it was a pot of parrot, which was beaten by Wilson's skill and made by the steward's skillful hand. After dinner, everyone wants to find a topic to talk about, and go to bed later, so as not to disappoint the beautiful moonlight.Naturally, Paganel was indispensable in the crowd. Mrs. Helen asked him to tell some stories about the explorers who came to Oceania, and everyone agreed. It was just what he wished for the geographer to open up the chatterbox.The listener was lying under a lush "Fir" tree, and the light smoke from the cigar rose straight to the branches and leaves that disappeared into the darkness.Paganel immediately began without thinking: "You may remember, my friends. I told the names of many travelers in the ship who went deep into the hinterland and made expeditions from south to north or from north to south. Some of the famous ones were Burke, Makin Lay, Landsborough, and Stuart. I will say no more about Makinley and Landsboro. They were sent by the Australian Committee to find Burke, who, since that trip, had been did not return." "Burke and Stuart were two daring explorers, and I shall now tell the history of their explorations. Let's not gossip, let's get back to business." "On August 20, 1860, with the encouragement of the Royal Society of Melbourne, an Irish officer set out. He was Robert Burke. A total of 11 people went with him: the outstanding astronomer Wells , the botanist Dr. Clare Baker, there are Gelai, the young Indian officer Ginger, Laner, Berah, and several Indian soldiers. In addition, there are 25 soldiers with luggage and 18 months' food. Horses and 25 camels. The expedition is scheduled to go along the Cobb River to the Gulf of Carpentaria on the north bank. They have successfully crossed the Murray and Darling River valleys and arrived at the Menin Station on the colonial frontier." "When they got there, they thought it was too much luggage. Because of this difficulty, coupled with Burke's bad temper, there was discord among the expedition. Landel, who commanded the camels, fled the expedition with several servants. Burke Going forward as usual, he walked in the direction of the Cobb River. Sometimes he walked through the pastures with abundant water and grass, and sometimes he walked along the gravel road that lacked water. In November, three months after the starting point, they established on the banks of the Cobb River. set up the first grain storage station." "Those travelers stayed there for some time, broke through a series of difficulties, and later established an intermediate stronghold at Wellsburg. Burke divided the expedition into two small parties. Fort Fort three months, or more, if there was no lack of provisions, until another party returned. The other party consisted only of Burke, Ginger, Gray, and Wells. They took Six camels, and three months' food, including 150 catties of flour, 50 catties of rice, 50 catties of buckwheat flour, 50 catties of dried horse meat, 100 catties of salt pork and bacon, and 30 catties of biscuits, all of which were used on the way of." "These four set off. Having made their way through a deserted country, they finally came to the River Eyre. Since then they have followed the 140th meridian as far north as they could." "On January 7, they walked across the Tropic of Capricornus, and the sun was as hot as fire. Mirages often appeared in this area, and there was often no water to drink. I met a few wandering natives, but the natives did not make things difficult for them. In short, there are no rivers or mountains to block the road, so the road is not difficult. "On January 12, some sandstone hills appeared in the north. At the foot of the mountain, walking is hard. People can barely move forward, but the animals refuse to move. As the saying goes, they always turn around in the mountains! The camels are scared. Sweat! Nevertheless, with great perseverance they reached the banks of the Tuna, and later the upper Flinders, a river which flows into the Gulf of Carpentaria under a curtain of palms and eucalyptus. "There followed a series of flats, which showed that the sea was not far away. At this time, unfortunately, one camel died, and the rest refused to go any further. Ginger and Gray had to stay with them. Burke and Wells continued northward on foot, with indescribable difficulties, as their diaries clearly describe. Then they came to a flooded beach, but saw no ocean." "So they don't go any further?" Sir asked. "Of course they can't go forward," replied the geographer. "The beach sank when they went up, and they had to go back to Wellsburg to join their traveling companions. It's not easy to come back! Burke and his companions are exhausted. , just moved step by step to Gray and Ginger. And then kept coming back." "On the way back, we encountered all kinds of accidents, dangers, and hardships. We don't know exactly, because they didn't keep records, but it must be very dangerous. "Indeed, when they reached the Cobb River in four months, there were only three of them left. Gray died of illness due to overwork, and four of the six camels died successively. However, as long as Burke reached Wellsburg, there He and his companions would be saved as there was Birachliu's stored grain waiting for him. Therefore, he mustered up his last energy and walked forward step by step. On April 21, he finally arrived in Wellsburg. !... Who knows, on this very day, Berlach left alone because he had waited for five months for no one to come." "Go!" exclaimed little Robert. "That's right, let's go! You say, it's not annoying! Of course, Bellach can't catch up with him. The three abandoned people have eaten some food, and their physical strength has recovered a little. However, the means of transportation Difficult to solve, there are still 150 kilometers away from the Daring River!" "At this moment, Burke proposed to go to the Australian Colonial Station, which was closer to Despair. The three of them set off again. Of the two remaining camels, one died in the muddy branch of the Cobb River, and the other camel died. They couldn't move a single step, so they had to kill them to serve as food. Because the dry food was exhausted at that time. Then, they had to eat a kind of aquatic plant called "naerdou". There was no water on both sides of the road, and they They had no means of holding water, so they had to walk along the banks of the Cobb River. Unexpectedly, a fire burned their straw hut and their clothes. They really lost everything! Wait to die!" "Burke called Ginger to his side and said: I'm going to die, here are my watch and notebook, keep it as a souvenir; you put the pistol in my right hand, you can put it as you want when you die, don't worry about it It doesn't need to bury me. After saying these few words, Burke stopped talking, and died at eight o'clock the next morning." "Ginger was terrified and didn't know what to do. He ran to the natives for help. But when he came back, Wells died too. As for Ginger himself, he was finally taken in by the natives. In September, the Royal Society An expedition team was sent to search for them, and Ginger was finally found where the natives lived. In this way, only one of the four explorers who crossed the continent that time returned alive." Paganel's account left a tragic impression on the minds of the listeners.Everyone thinks of Captain Grant, who knows where he is, and who may have the same fate as Burke.The association was so natural that Miss Mary could not help shedding tears. "My father! My poor father!" she cried to herself. "Be calm, Miss Mary," said the captain hastily. "It is the adventures that one suffers from. Captain Grant will live as well with the natives as Ginger, and will come back alive! Your father did not He has not been exposed to such a dangerous environment!" "He is absolutely safe!" Paganel added, "I repeat, madam, the natives of Oceania are very hospitable!" "May God bless him!" said the girl with tears. "And Stuart?" Sir asked, wanting to change the pessimistic atmosphere. "Stuart?" The geographer went on to say, "he is more fortunate, his name has been recorded in the annals of history. Since 1848, Stuart has been traveling, and he has made two trips without success. But He was not one to be discouraged. On New Year's Day, 1867, with eleven more patient companions, he left the Cambus River as far as sixty leagues from the Gulf of Carpentali, , so he gave up halfway. Then, he wanted to take a risk and organized a fourth trip, which was a great success this time!" "The South Australian Parliament allocated 2,000 pounds to support his expedition. Stuart made full preparations based on his own experience. A total of 10 people, including his friends Woodford and Odd, joined the expedition. They brought 20 There are only large leather barrels, each with a capacity of seven gallons. On April 5, 1862, the official departure, his planned route is along the 131 degrees east longitude, so it is 7 degrees west of Burke's route." "Stuart pitched a tent at Hovet Beach as the first camping place. Then he walked eastward, encountered Dali Creek in the grassy plain, and walked 50 kilometers up the river." "This area is a good place. Those rich pastures, if there are grasslanders grazing here, the cattle will be fat and the horses will be strong, and the eucalyptus trees will grow very tall. Stuart was surprised and happy, and continued to move forward. He met Luo again. The Burkes. Both of these flow through veritable tropics of giant palm trees, and the natives live along their banks, and he entertains explorers well." "From here, the caravan moved northwest again, crossing a large stretch of gravel beach, and found the source of the Adelaide River. So they passed through the Anhang area, and the Adelaide River gradually widened. It shouldn't be far." "On Tuesday, July 21, they rested at Liangshui Beach, because there were many streams in front of them blocking the way, and it was difficult to walk. On the second day, they sometimes bypassed the river branches that could not be crossed, and sometimes advanced in the mud. At last they came to the high ground covered with shallow grass, where there were many gum trees and fir trees with fibrous bark, and there were all kinds of water birds flying there, all of which were very fierce. As for the natives, they were rare. I saw a few in the distance. There's smoke all over the camp." "July 24th, it has been nine months since they set off. Go north at 8:20 this morning, and you can reach the seaside on the same day. Gradually, Stuart heard the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, but He didn't say it. Then they went into a wild vineyard." "Stuart took a few more steps and stepped onto the coast of the Indian Ocean! Sea! Sea! Silin cried out, and the others followed. Three exclamations of excitement echoed over the sea for a long time." "This piece of land is finally completed on the 4th traverse!" "Just as the governor of South Australia said when he set off, Stuart washed his hands and face, returned to the valley, and carved his initials on a tree to commemorate this great expedition. event." "The next day, Stuart went to survey again to see if it was possible to reach the mouth of the Adelaide River from the southwest, but it was full of swamps, which were not suitable for horses, so the plan had to be abandoned." "So Stuart climbed a tree and planted the Australian flag on the top of the tree. There was another line carved on the trunk: Dig south one foot." "If a traveler picks it up according to the picture, he will find a tin box containing a document. I still remember the contents clearly: Across Australia from south to north great adventure travel The explorers headed by John Stuart arrived here on July 25, 1862. They passed through Australia, from the South China Sea to the coast of the Indian Ocean, passing through the center of the continent.They left Adelaide City on October 12, 1861, and marched north.To commemorate this success, they left a flag on the tree and left the name of the expedition leader.Everything went well.May God bless the Queen! " "Below are the signatures of the explorers." "That's what happened to the world." "Have all these brave people returned to their native land?" asked Lady Helene. "Yes, ma'am, they all came back, but suffered a lot. Stuart in particular, on the way back, suffered from septicemia, which seriously damaged his health. In the beginning of September his condition worsened, and it was thought that he He didn't have much time left to live, but he miraculously survived again. Of course, several times of tossing on the road was life-and-death. Finally, he returned to Adelaide City on December 10th, and the residents of the city warmly welcomed his return. But , his health was always bad, after accepting the prize of the Geographical Society, he went back to his native Scotland on the India, and finally died in his small house in Nottingham Hill in 1866. "This man has perseverance," said the Sir. "His perseverance is more important than physical strength. It can make a man accomplish unfinished business. Scotland should be proud and proud of having such a good son!" "After Stuart, has anyone else taken risks?" Mrs. Helen asked. "And, ma'am," replied the geographer, "I often tell you about Dreshardt, who made two expeditions and finally devoted himself to the cause he loved. Last year, the famous botanist Dr. Müller launched a fund-raising campaign. , as the expense of an expedition. Finally, a party of brave Landmen, led by the daring Intel, set out on June 21, 1864. Perhaps they are trudging over land when I speak to you. ! May they succeed! May we, like them, succeed in no time!" The geographer ends here.It was getting late, and everyone went back to bed.In this silent late night, only the clock bird hid in the dense leaves of the white gum tree to regularly report the time every second.