beautiful blue, bluer than the sapphire-tinted skies of our own
desert lands. The mountains were tinted red from base to top,
except where the moisture near the shores of the lake had
stimulated a vegetal growth, whose green contrasted most
harmoniously with the red of the soil. Two white clouds floated
majestically near the peaks of the highest mountains.

The atmosphere was impressively clear and all objects seemed to
stand out in sharp definition, a condition seldom seen by
dwellers on our Earth except in extremely dry and arid regions.

On top of a small plateau, forming the crown of a low-lying hill
at the base of one of the highest mountains, and about 1,500 feet
from the shore line, I was startled to see a large city. The
thousands of closely nestling buildings seemed to be built of
white stone. The writer was lost in admiration, for there in
front of him the pure white of the city, contrasting so vividly
with the red soil of this faraway planet, stood the habitations
of an advanced race many millions of miles removed from my own
world.

The writer was impressed with the fact that, with but few
exceptions, the buildings of gleaming white were all one story in
height, and it became instantly evident that crowding is not
tolerated by the inhabitants of this progressive planet. A few
structures towered above the rest. These, as the writer was
informed later, were the public buildings dedicated to the use of
the people as lecture halls, centers for music and art, etc.

On a subsequent occasion the writer was shown a close-up view of