Chapter XXIII: The End

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS The Artillery-men of the Gun Club President Barbicane Meeting of the Gun Club The Torchlight Procession Cambridge Observatory The Moon's Disc Barbicane holds forth The Rodman Columbiad Cannon at Malta in the time of the Knights Ideal Sketch of J. T. Maston's Gun The invention of Gunpowder by the Monk Schwartz Captain Nicholl Nicholl published a number of Letters in the Newspapers It became necessary to keep an eye upon the Deputies The Subscription was opened The Manufactory at Coldspring, near New York Tampa Town, previous to the undertaking They were compelled to ford several Rivers The Work progressed regularly The Casting Tampa Town, after the undertaking The Banquet in the Columbiad President Barbicane at his Window Michel Ardan The Meeting Projectile Trains for the Moon Attack and Riposte The Platform was suddenly carried away Maston burst into the Room In the midst of this Snare was a poor little Bird "Go with me, and see whether we are stopped on our journey" The Cat taken out of the Shell The Arrival of the Projectile at Stones Hill J. T. Maston had grown fat The Telescope of the Rocky Mountains The Interior of the Projectile An innumerable Multitude covered the Prairie round Stones Hill Fire!! Effect of the Explosion The Director at his Post The Gas caught fire Diana and Satellite The courageous Frenchman They raised Barbicane It was an enormous Disc They gave her a pie The Sun chose to be of the party Ardan plunged his hand rapidly into certain mysterious boxes "Do I understand it?" cried Ardan; "my head is splitting with it". Satellite was thrown out It was the Body of Satellite "I could have ventured out on the top of the Projectile" They struck up a frantic dance "The Oxygen!" he exclaimed "Ah! if Raphael had seen us thus" The Telescope at Parsonstown How many people have heard speak of the Moon! "This plain would then be nothing but an immense Cemetery" "What Giant Oxen!" He could distinguish nothing but Desert Beds "It is the fault of the Moon" Nothing could equal the splendour of this starry world "The vapour of our breath will fall in snow around us" A Discussion arose A Prey to frightful Terror What a sight! "The Sun!" "Light and Heat; all Life is contained in them" He distinguished all this Can you picture to yourselves A violent Contraction of the Lunar Crust Around the Projectile were the Objects which had been thrown out "These practical people have sometimes most inopportune ideas" Ardan applied the lighted Match "I fancy I see them" A few feet nearer The unfortunate man had disappeared The Descent began "White all, Barbicane" The Apotheosis was worthy of the three Heroes