In the years after this adventure, Euclid Robert Bailey would frequently claim that the reason that the Inner Planets are more densely populated is that few people would feel comfortable living permanently out among the wilds of the Outer Planets. I feel that this claim isn't quite true, considering in the time since this adventure certain of the minor planets and moons of Jupiter have been colonized, but the fact remains that at this time, some 20 years after the colonization of Venus and about the same amount of time before the famed Levings-Clark Expedition to Neptune, spaceports in the Jovian system on the moons of Ganymede and Callisto were considered the outposts of civilization. Every once in a while, somebody did set their course away from the Sun and depart, but few of them ever returned.

"Mr. Kenworth, here is your luggage."

"Thank you, Euclid. Where is yours?"
"I'll go get them, sir."

Mr. Charles Kenworth watched his young assistant walk away and turn around a corner. He was tall and thin for a boy his age, thought Kenworth, shortly before he realized he never saw many young men around the age of 16 years. Kenworth reasoned that most his age would be learning a trade or working by now when he saw Euclid come back around the corner of the room and took a list out of his waistcoat pocket to see who the Captain of this expedition said would be going. Captain Farnesworth, of course he knew, First Officer Bigglesby had appeared with the Captain once, or he thought he had, probably would have to see him again to be sure-

"Right then, Mr. Kenworth, here are my bags. Do you want me to carry –"

"No, boy, you don't need to carry mine. I'm sure yours will be quite enough for you to carry."

Mr. Kenworth had found a sea chest somewhere. He had no idea how spacers packed, but Captain Farnesworth had told him that space would be tight, but hadn't elaborated further, much to Kenworth's chagrin. He had decided to conserve space, and so had packed a suit, warm coat, nightshirt, telescope, and a few scientific instruments. He had inquired as to whether weapons would be necessary, but had not received a response and so had decided to only bring a single revolver with 36 bullets.

Euclid, meanwhile, had a sea chest also, and had read more penny dreadfuls than Mr. Kenworth had in the last 10 years, so he thought he might have had some kind of vague idea as to how spacers packed. However, after perusing multiple works he had found that no specifics were offered. Instead, it seemed that the heroes of these popular works merely wore the same clothing for days on end without it becoming dirty or wet unless they rolled in a large puddle recently or unless it served the purposes of the author. Furthermore, you would never see a Hero dragging a sea chest behind him as he stole aboard the enemy vessel at midnight, and so in the end Euclid decided that taking a few suits, a nightshirt, and a warm coat might be sufficient. He had also anticipated Mr. Kenworth wanting him to pack a few of the things they were taking in his chest, which turned out to be a telescope stand and what appeared to be either a camera or a magic lantern of some kind. He managed to fit in a book about astronomy and a book to be used as a journal as well.

"Well, Euclid, have you ever left the country before?"

The train was leaving the station en route to the ferry up to the spaceport orbiting Earth.

"Well, yes. My father was requested by the Neapolitan Government to work with their scientists. I'm not sure I ever learned what on, but I believe it was something to do with chemistry. He was also summoned to Munich by the Bavarian Government, and I think that time he worked on chemistry as well."

"Interesting. So you went with him?"

"The whole family did, and both times we spent a few weeks in the area – in Italy we visited Rome, Naples of course, Florence and Palermo while in Germany we visited Nuremburg, Leipzig, Berlin, and Hamburg."

"Sounds interesting. Any favorites?"

"Well, I liked visiting Rome, after having read about the Roman Empire and Hamburg was interesting because I had ancestors that came from the area."

"I visited Mexico once, and they didn't seem to have much in the way of culture."

"But they did 're-establish' the United Provinces of Central America."

"Under their 'protectorate', of course, yes."

Some minutes passed in silence before Euclid spoke up again.

"I think reading about the Central American Wars between Mexico and the remnants of the UPCA is quite interesting."

"Really? I remember when it happened, and I must say it was rather one-sided – the Mexicans with a modern army against the former UPCA, armed with what was obsolete then. It'd be like the Duke of Wellington fighting the British Army at the dawn of the Revolutionary Wars."

"Mexico is about the only other country on the continent that seems to have a possibility of having any colonies off-planet."

"True, and even then they don't have too much industry. They might develop the technical capability, but their industry is mostly a few refineries for their oil, some steel factories and a shipyard or two…"
"I wonder what would have happened if we hadn't taken California and 'Deseret', as the Mormons call it, away from them? Or if we had gone to war over Texas?"

Mr. Kenworth seemed about ready to say something when the train stopped and the passengers were told that the ferry to Newton would be leaving in ten minutes.

Amidst the confusion of the spacedocks, Mr. Kenworth bought a newspaper and took his assistant and their luggage aboard the ferry, which at the time of its christening had been dubbed the Verne. Nobody was quite sure why, other than according to rumor the owner had been a fan of some French author.