ABSTRACT
In the autumn of this year 2096,b the spirit of emigration crept in among the few survivors, who, congregating from various parts of England, met in London. This spirit existed as a breath, a wish, a far off thought, until communicated to Adrian, who imbibed it with ardour, and instantly engaged himself in plans for its execution. The fear of immediate death vanished with the heats of September. Another winter was before us, and we might elect our mode of passing it to the best advantage. Perhaps in rational philosophy none could be better chosen than this / scheme of migration, which would draw us from the immediate scene of our woe, and, leading us through pleasant and picturesque 255countries, amuse for a time our despair. The idea once broached, all were impatient to put it in execution.
