I never felt better in my life than during the two years my father and I sojourned on the inside of the earth.
To resume my narrative of events; The ship on which we were sailing came to a stop two days after we had been taken on board.

My father said as nearly as he could judge, we were directly under Stockholm or London.
The city we had reached was called "Jehu," signifying a seaport town.
The houses were large and beautifully constructed, and quite uniform in appearance, yet without sameness.

The principal occupation of the people appeared to be agriculture; the hillsides were covered with vineyards, while the valleys were devoted to the growing of grain.
I never saw such a display of gold.

It was everywhere.

The door-casings were inlaid and the tables were veneered with sheetings of gold.