The same state of things existed in Jupiter, the planet we next visited, where everything was performed by electricity.

Here persons living hundreds of miles apart could yet converse together with perfect ease through an electric medium; ships ploughed the seas by electricity; printing, an art of which the dwellers on Earth are so proud, was accomplished by electricity--in fact, everything in the way of science, art, and invention known to us was also known in Jupiter, only to greater perfection, because tempered and strengthened by an electric force which never failed.

From Jupiter, Azul guided me to many other fair and splendid worlds--yet none of them were Paradise; all had some slight drawback--some physical or spiritual ailment, as it were, which had to be combated with and conquered.

All the inhabitants of each star longed for something they had not--something better, greater, and higher--and therefore all had discontent.

They could not realize their best desires in the state of existence they then were, therefore they all suffered disappointment.