Yet I wanted to penetrate farther underneath, though a chill fell upon me as soon as I came under those cellular vaults. For half an hour we wandered from side to side in the damp shades, and it was a comfortable and pleasant change to arrive once more upon the sea shore.
But the subterranean vegetation was not confined to these fungi. Farther on rose groups of tall trees of colourless foliage and easy to recognise. They were lowly shrubs of earth, here attaining gigantic size; lycopodiums, a hundred feet high; the huge Sigillaria, found in our coal mines; tree ferns, as tall as our fir-trees in northern latitudes; Lepidodendra , with cylindrical forked stems, terminated by long leaves, and bristling with rough hairs like those of the cactus.
“Wonderful, magnificent, splendid!” cried my uncle. “Here is the entire flora of the second period of the world—the Transition period. These, humble garden plants with us, were tall trees in the early ages. Look, Axel, and admire it all. Never had botanist such a feast as this!”
“You are right, my uncle. Providence seems to have preserved in this immense conservatory the antediluvian plants which the wisdom of philosophers has so sagaciously put together again.”
“It is a conservatory, Axel; but is it not also a menagerie?”
“Surely not a menagerie!”
“Yes; no doubt of it. Look at that dust under your feet; see the bones scattered on the ground.”
“So there are!” I cried; “bones of extinct animals.”
I had rushed upon these remains, formed of indestructible phosphates of lime, and without hesitation I named these monstrous bones, which lay scattered about like decayed trunks of trees.