Well, I boomed along another hundred and fifty million miles, andgot up abreast his shoulder, as you may say. I was feeling prettyfine, I tell you; but just then I noticed the officer of the deckcome to the side and hoist his glass in my direction. Straight offI heard him sing out--"Below there, ahoy! Shake her up, shake herup! Heave on a hundred million billion tons of brimstone!"

Well, when I had been dead about thirty years I begun to get alittle anxious. Mind you, had been whizzing through space all thattime, like a comet. LIKE a comet! Why, Peters, I laid over thelot of them! Of course there warn't any of them going my way, as asteady thing, you know, because they travel in a long circle likethe loop of a lasso, whereas I was pointed as straight as a dart