第 9 节
作者:浪剑飞舟      更新:2021-02-18 23:59      字数:9322
  Every one but myselfmen; women; and childrenwere
  heavily armed; and at the tail of each chariot trotted a
  Martian hound; my own beast following closely behind ours; in
  fact; the faithful creature never left me voluntarily during the
  entire ten years I spent on Mars。  Our way led out across the
  little valley before the city; through the hills; and down into
  the dead sea bottom which I had traversed on my journey
  from the incubator to the plaza。  The incubator; as it proved;
  was the terminal point of our journey this day; and; as the
  entire cavalcade broke into a mad gallop as soon as we
  reached the level expanse of sea bottom; we were soon within
  sight of our goal。
  On reaching it the chariots were parked with military
  precision on the four sides of the enclosure; and half a score
  of warriors; headed by the enormous chieftain; and including
  Tars Tarkas and several other lesser chiefs; dismounted and
  advanced toward it。  I could see Tars Tarkas explaining something
  to the principal chieftain; whose name; by the way; was;
  as nearly as I can translate it into English; Lorquas Ptomel;
  Jed; jed being his title。
  I was soon appraised of the subject of their conversation; as;
  calling to Sola; Tars Tarkas signed for her to send me to him。
  I had by this time mastered the intricacies of walking under
  Martian conditions; and quickly responding to his command
  I advanced to the side of the incubator where the warriors
  stood。
  As I reached their side a glance showed me that all but a
  very few eggs had hatched; the incubator being fairly alive
  with the hideous little devils。  They ranged in height from
  three to four feet; and were moving restlessly about the
  enclosure as though searching for food。
  As I came to a halt before him; Tars Tarkas pointed over
  the incubator and said; 〃Sak。〃  I saw that he wanted me to
  repeat my performance of yesterday for the edification of
  Lorquas Ptomel; and; as I must confess that my prowess gave
  me no little satisfaction; I responded quickly; leaping entirely
  over the parked chariots on the far side of the incubator。  As
  I returned; Lorquas Ptomel grunted something at me; and
  turning to his warriors gave a few words of command relative
  to the incubator。  They paid no further attention to me and I
  was thus permitted to remain close and watch their operations;
  which consisted in breaking an opening in the wall of the
  incubator large enough to permit of the exit of the young Martians。
  On either side of this opening the women and the younger Martians;
  both male and female; formed two solid walls leading out
  through the chariots and quite away into the plain beyond。
  Between these walls the little Martians scampered;
  wild as deer; being permitted to run the full length of the
  aisle; where they were captured one at a time by the women
  and older children; the last in the line capturing the first little
  one to reach the end of the gauntlet; her opposite in the line
  capturing the second; and so on until all the little fellows had
  left the enclosure and been appropriated by some youth or
  female。  As the women caught the young they fell out of line
  and returned to their respective chariots; while those who fell
  into the hands of the young men were later turned over to
  some of the women。
  I saw that the ceremony; if it could be dignified by such
  a name; was over; and seeking out Sola I found her in our
  chariot with a hideous little creature held tightly in her arms。
  The work of rearing young; green Martians consists solely
  in teaching them to talk; and to use the weapons of warfare
  with which they are loaded down from the very first year of
  their lives。  Coming from eggs in which they have lain for
  five years; the period of incubation; they step forth into the
  world perfectly developed except in size。  Entirely unknown
  to their mothers; who; in turn; would have difficulty in
  pointing out the fathers with any degree of accuracy; they are
  the common children of the community; and their education
  devolves upon the females who chance to capture them as
  they leave the incubator。
  Their foster mothers may not even have had an egg in the
  incubator; as was the case with Sola; who had not commenced
  to lay; until less than a year before she became the mother of
  another woman's offspring。  But this counts for little among
  the green Martians; as parental and filial love is as unknown to
  them as it is common among us。  I believe this horrible system
  which has been carried on for ages is the direct cause of the
  loss of all the finer feelings and higher humanitarian instincts
  among these poor creatures。  From birth they know no father
  or mother love; they know not the meaning of the word home;
  they are taught that they are only suffered to live until they
  can demonstrate by their physique and ferocity that they are
  fit to live。  Should they prove deformed or defective in any way
  they are promptly shot; nor do they see a tear shed for a
  single one of the many cruel hardships they pass through from
  earliest infancy。
  I do not mean that the adult Martians are unnecessarily or
  intentionally cruel to the young; but theirs is a hard and
  pitiless struggle for existence upon a dying planet; the natural
  resources of which have dwindled to a point where the support
  of each additional life means an added tax upon the community
  into which it is thrown。
  By careful selection they rear only the hardiest specimens
  of each species; and with almost supernatural foresight
  they regulate the birth rate to merely offset the loss by death。
  Each adult Martian female brings forth about thirteen eggs
  each year; and those which meet the size; weight; and specific
  gravity tests are hidden in the recesses of some subterranean
  vault where the temperature is too low for incubation。  Every
  year these eggs are carefully examined by a council of twenty
  chieftains; and all but about one hundred of the most perfect
  are destroyed out of each yearly supply。  At the end of five
  years about five hundred almost perfect eggs have been chosen
  from the thousands brought forth。  These are then placed in
  the almost air…tight incubators to be hatched by the sun's rays
  after a period of another five years。  The hatching which we
  had witnessed today was a fairly representative event of its
  kind; all but about one per cent of the eggs hatching in two
  days。  If the remaining eggs ever hatched we knew nothing of
  the fate of the little Martians。  They were not wanted; as their
  offspring might inherit and transmit the tendency to prolonged
  incubation; and thus upset the system which has maintained
  for ages and which permits the adult Martians to figure the
  proper time for return to the incubators; almost to an hour。
  The incubators are built in remote fastnesses; where there
  is little or no likelihood of their being discovered by other
  tribes。  The result of such a catastrophe would mean no children
  in the community for another five years。  I was later to witness
  the results of the discovery of an alien incubator。
  The community of which the green Martians with whom
  my lot was cast formed a part was composed of some thirty
  thousand souls。  They roamed an enormous tract of arid and
  semi…arid land between forty and eighty degrees south latitude;
  and bounded on the east and west by two large fertile tracts。
  Their headquarters lay in the southwest corner of this district;
  near the crossing of two of the so…called Martian canals。
  As the incubator had been placed far north of their own
  territory in a supposedly uninhabited and unfrequented area;
  we had before us a tremendous journey; concerning which I;
  of course; knew nothing。
  After our return to the dead city I passed several days in
  comparative idleness。  On the day following our return all the
  warriors had ridden forth early in the morning and had not
  returned until just before darkness fell。  As I later learned;
  they had been to the subterranean vaults in which the eggs
  were kept and had transported them to the incubator; which
  they had then walled up for another five years; and which; in
  all probability; would not be visited again during that period。
  The vaults which hid the eggs until they were ready for the
  incubator were located many miles south of the incubator;
  and would be visited yearly by the council of twenty chieftains。
  Why they did not arrange to build their vaults and incubators
  nearer home has always been a mystery to me; and; like many
  other Martian mysteries; unsolved and unsolvable by earthly
  reasoning and customs。
  Sola's duties were now doubled; as she was compelled to
  care for the young Martian as well as for me; but neither one
  of us required much attention; and as we were both about
  equally advanced in Martian education; Sola took it upon
  herself to train us together。
  Her prize consisted in a male about four feet tall; v