about seven o'clock in the morning of the 2nd of
December
On the earth , houses , towns , cottages , and country feel every shock given to the exterior of the globe . On sea , the vessels rocked by the waves are still in motion ; in the air , the balloon oscillates incessantly on the fluid strata of divers densities . This projectile alone , floating in perfect space , in the midst of perfect silence , offered perfect repose . Thus the sleep of our adventurous travelers might have been indefinitely prolonged , if an unexpected noise had not awakened them at about seven o'clock in the morning of the 2nd of December , eight hours after their departure . This noise was a very natural barking . `` The dogs ! it is the dogs ! ''