The Savannah morning news., 1903-10-06
WARS OF THE NEITHER WORLD
Deadly Conflict Between Strange
Bodies Recalled Jules Verne's
Tales.
From the Kansas City Journa

From the Kansas City Journal.
Great and small, considered both ma
terially or otherwise, are but relative
terms; to be considered only by COM
parison with something different. An
apple, in mans eyes, is but an apple,
but in the eyes of an ant, seems the
world. To the man outstretched upon
the ground, every weed seems the size
of a mighty tree. Were the mad doings
of tiny animalculae, whose home and
world are bounded by single drop of
fetid water, made visible upon a stere-
opticon screen, the creatures, enlarged
to the size of mastodons, would pre-
sent a fearful scene of wrangle, conten-
ton and bloody things achieved, "
startling enough to make the beholder
stand transfixed with awe, or flee
aghast.
To repeat things are important only
relatively speaking.
For instance. if you had Travelled
afoot beneath a glaring sun the whole
long day. weary and slightly added by
the humidity and exertion of the day,
and CHANGED to rest far out in the
country. away from any habitatlon-
were to sink into sort of weary stupor
and saw things the size of cannon balls
ram one another with restless 1ury'
even YOU might be impressed. You
would at least wonder.
Such was old BIS experience, not far
from c. He saw things. c. is a pref
tv enough little place. There is a lull-
ing nuietness, replete with age, sugges-
tive of the ivy green, the southern
town before the war, and dignity not
excelled by any other town OF It's SIZE
and standing. 1t is just the place 10
he surrounded by territory, to be en-
,,ironed. that teens with odd and
dreamy things. ,...,!l.. 1,,ido.
o,,a1 fast drying brooklet, he sought
the solace of the shade furnished pV
tho culvert. moss grown, down IN
AN nile of rocks lay strewn about
tba eastern end of the culvert. Bat
the tunnel formed by the hoard OF the
bridge and banks was DARK almost
twilight. The sun was ouarteF Oh
it's descending path. Th@meadoW larKs
and other warblers sang thelr creamy
carols and a few stray notes sweetly
reverherated through the tunnel of the
ctlvert b. lay upon the rocks, back
down. thinking of nothing as nearly
as a man possibly can.
There was water in the tunnel. but 1t
was over a foot from his head. ana
thereby hangs a tale. Gazing up to-
ward the inner top of the wooded
bridge. the dimness seemed to rest his
aching head and Redeemed eyebalis.
Time passed. In the course of an hour
a bright yellow field of light formed
directly above his head and shone with
a beautiful effulgence. Now and then
ripples. some of greater or less inten-
sity. played upon the golden surface.
Withal il seemed sort of topaz lake.
He noted this in a dreamy, satisfied
sort of way.
Then soon peculiar bodies, seeming
ly the size of elliptical cannon balls,
appeared that first moved slowly then
shot with great rapidity to and fro. For
all the world these dark objects seem
ed small submarine vessels or rams of
the Jules Verne type.
Always point first they would move;
then turn in graceful curves with a
skin equal to that of the most expert
navigator.
For a while these mimic rams Of
war glided peacefully upon the golden
ocean, but peacefully not long. Two
particularly active ones began to cir