{"id":"01KG8AKRMJRWFPRT28H1Z0F463","cid":"bafkreialrcv3pvjgaw4lxe2otoeq7cst53k4rcrwafytv7plgnvnyh5wai","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":5872,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:09.927Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","start_line":5805,"text":"CHAPTER XLII.\r\nDominora And Vivenza\r\n\r\n\r\nThe three canoes still gliding on, some further particulars were\r\nnarrated concerning Dominora; and incidentally, of other isles.\r\n\r\nIt seems that his love of wide dominion sometimes led the otherwise\r\nsagacious Bello into the most extravagant actions. If the chance\r\naccumulation of soil and drift-wood about any detached shelf of coral\r\nin the lagoon held forth the remotest possibility of the eventual\r\nexistence of an islet there, with all haste he dispatched canoes to the\r\nspot, to take prospective possession of the as yet nearly submarine\r\nterritory; and if possible, eject the zoophytes.\r\n\r\nDuring an unusually low tide, here and there baring the outer reef of\r\nthe Archipelago, Bello caused his royal spear to be planted upon every\r\nplace thus exposed, in token of his supreme claim thereto.\r\n\r\nAnother anecdote was this: that to Dominora there came a rumor, that in\r\na distant island dwelt a man with an uncommonly large nose; of most\r\nportentous dimensions, indeed; by the soothsayers supposed to\r\nforeshadow some dreadful calamity. But disregarding these superstitious\r\nconceits, Bello forthwith dispatched an agent, to discover whether this\r\nhuge promontory of a nose was geographically available; if so, to\r\nsecure the same, by bringing the proprietor back.\r\n\r\nNow, by sapient old Mohi, it was esteemed a very happy thing for Mardi\r\nat large, that the subjects whom Bello sent to populate his foreign\r\nacquisitions, were but too apt to throw off their vassalage, so soon as\r\nthey deemed themselves able to cope with him.\r\n\r\nIndeed, a fine country in the western part of Mardi, in this very\r\nmanner, became a sovereign—nay, a republican state. It was the nation\r\nto which Mohi had previously alluded—Vivenza. But in the flush and\r\npride of having recently attained their national majority, the men of\r\nVivenza were perhaps too much inclined to carry a vauntful crest. And\r\nbecause intrenched in their fastnesses, after much protracted fighting,\r\nthey had eventually succeeded in repelling the warriors dispatched by\r\nBello to crush their insurrection, they were unanimous in the opinion,\r\nthat the hump-backed king had never before been so signally chastised.\r\nWhereas, they had not so much vanquished Bello, as defended their\r\nshores; even as a young lion will protect its den against legions of\r\nunicorns, though, away from home, he might be torn to pieces. In truth,\r\nBraid-Beard declared, that at the time of this war, Dominora couched\r\nten long spears for every short javelin Vivenza could dart; though the\r\njavelins were stoutly hurled as the spears.\r\n\r\nBut, superior in men and arms, why, at last, gave over King Bello the\r\nhope of reducing those truculent men of Vivenza? One reason was, as\r\nMohi said, that many of his fighting men were abundantly occupied in\r\nother quarters of Mardi; nor was he long in discovering that fight he\r\nnever so valiantly, Vivenza—not yet its inhabitants—was wholly\r\nunconquerable. Thought Bello, Mountains are sturdy foes; fate hard to\r\ndam.\r\n\r\nYet, the men of Vivenza were no dastards; not to lie, coming from\r\nlion-like loins, they were a lion-loined race. Did not their bards\r\npronounce them a fresh start in the Mardian species; requiring a new\r\nworld for their full development? For be it known, that the great land\r\nof Kolumbo, no inconsiderable part of which was embraced by Vivenza,\r\nwas the last island discovered in the Archipelago.\r\n\r\nIn good round truth, and as if an impartialist from Arcturus spoke it,\r\nVivenza was a noble land. Like a young tropic tree she stood, laden\r\ndown with greenness, myriad blossoms, and the ripened fruit\r\nthick-hanging from one bough. She was promising as the morning.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJSXQTZPWX11M50TBJN7B","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKRMJMX6FH6CXQGP4T5GQ","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:14.994Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:23.732Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}