“ I recollected that a species of Turkey-bean grows very quick, and runs up to an astonishing height. I planted one immediately; it grew, and actually fastened itself to one of the moon's horns. I had now only to climb up by it into the moon, where I safely arrived, but had a troublesome piece of business before I could find my hatchet ”

“ The Baron is made a prisoner of war, and sold for a slave....Keeps the Sultan's bees, which are attacked by two bears....Loses one of his bees; a silver hatchet, which he throws at the bears rebounds, and flies up to the moon; brings it back by an ingenious invention; falls to the earth on his return and helps himself out of a pit....Extricates himself from a carriage which meets his own in a narrow road, in a new manner....The wonderful effects of the frost on a French horn. ”