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EXTERED, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1855, by
DIX & EDWARDS,
In the Clerk'y Office of the District Court for the Southern District of New York.
HOLMAN & GRAY,
ARE ALL MEN DESCENDED FROM ADAM. 79
BALL AT THE TUILERIES
BEAst3 OF THE PRAIRIES..
Genius OF CHARLES DICKENS..
11. Continued - In the City of Dis-Forty.
five Years--Requiescat in Pace. 288
LAST WORD OF GEOLOGY
OUR NEW ATLANTIS.
Rich MERCHANT OF CAIRO.
Was NAPOLEON A DICTATOR.
Water Bubbles-Leaves from the Tree
- Webster and his Master-pieces- The
-Bayard Taylor's Lands of the Sara
Them-Mr. Simm's Southward Ho!-Par
- Brushwood Picked up in the Continent
England-Day-Dreams of a Butterfly. 212
- The Bible Prayer-Book--The Light of
Hastings-Melville's Israel Potter-Roe's
Darby's Botany of Southern States. 546
by Miss A. B. Warner-Blanche Dear-
The Chemistry of Human Life-Examina.
tion of the Principles of Biblical Inter-
Essence of Christianity-Samuel Phillips'
Miss J. Austen's Pride and Prejudice. 552
of Madame de Longueville, from the
--Sir George Stephen's Letters on the
cers-Penmanship, and Contributing: 98
Z Magazine of Literature, Science, and Art.
VOL. V. JAN. 1855.-NO. XXV.
THE OCEAN AND ITS LIFE.
'Αριστον μεν ύδωρ.-PINDAR.
bangs the Charybdis of the ancients, All eyes were bent upon the gaping stood King Frederick, of Sicily; and by gulf, all lips were silent as the grave. his side the fairest of Europe's fair Time seemed to be at rest; the very daughters. Often and often had he hearts ceased to beat. But lol out of gazed down into the fierce seething the dark waves there arises a snowcauldron beneath him, and in vain had white form, and a glowing arm is seen, he offered the gold of his treasure and and black curls hanging down on the the honors of his court to him who nervous neck of the daring seaman. would dive into the whirlpool and tell And, as he breathes once more the pure him of the fearful mysteries that were air of heaven, and as his eyes behold hid beneath the hissing, boiling foam. once more the blue vault above him, But neither fisherman nor proud knight he stammers words of thanks to his had dared to tempt the God of mercy, Maker; and a shout arose from cliff to and to venture down into the dread cliff, that the welkin rang, and the abyss, which threatened death, sure, ocean's roar was hushed. inevitable death, to the bold intruder. But when their eyes turned again to But better than gold and honor, is fair greet the bold man who had dared what maiden's love. And when the king's God had forbidden, and man had never beautiful daughter smiled upon the ventured to do, the dark waters had gazing crowd around her, and when her closed upon him. They saw the fierce sweet lips uttered words of gentle en- flood rush up in wild haste; they saw treaty, the spell was woven, and the the white foam sink down into tbe dark, bold heart found that would do her gloomy gulf; they heard the thunderbidding, forgetful of worldly reward, ing roar and the hideous hissing below; and alas! unmindful, also, of the word the waters rose and the waters fell, but of the Almighty !
the bold, daring seaman was never seen He was a bold seaman, and his com- again. panions called him Pesce-Oolo, Nick the And so it is even now. Little is fish, for he lived in the ocean's depths, known of the fearful mysteries of the and days and nights passed, which he great deep, and the hungry ocean despent swimming and diving in the warm mands still its countless victims. For the waters of Sicily. And from the very calm of the sea is a treacherous rest, and cliff on which the king had spoken his under the deceitful mirror-like smoothtaunting words, from the very feet of ness reign eternal warfare and strife. his fair, tempting child, he threw him- Oceanus holds not, as of old, the Earth, self down into the raging flood. The his spouse, in quiet, loving embrace ; our waters closed over him, hissing and sea-god is a god of battles, and wrestles seething in restless madness, and deeper and wrangles in never-ceasing struggle
with the firm continent. Even when apparently calm and slumbering, he is moving in restless action, for "there is sorrow on the sea, it cannot be quiet.” Listen, and you will hear the gentle beating of playful waves against the snowy sands of the beach; look again, and you will see the gigantic mass breathe and heave like a living being. No quiet, no sleep, is allowed to the great element. As the little brook dances merrily over roek and root, never resting day and night, so the great ocean also knows no leisure, no repose.
It is not merely, however, that the weight of the agitated atmosphere presses upon the surface of the vast ocean, and moves it now with the gentle breath of the zephyr, and now witha the fierce power of the tempest. Even when the waters seem lashed into madness by the raging tornado, or rise in daring rebellion under the sudden, sullen fury of the typhoon, it is but child's play compared with the gigantic and yet silent, lawful movement, in which they ascend to the very heavens on high, where “He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds," and then again sink uncomplaining to the lowest depths of the earth.
As the bright sun rests warm and glowing on the bosom of the cool flood, millions of briny drops abandon the Inighty ocean and rise, unseen by human eye, borne on the wings of the wind, up into the blue ether, But soon they are recalled to their allegiance. They gather into silvery clouds, race around the globe, and sink down again, now ömpetuously in a furious storm, bringing destruction and ruin, now as gentle Tain, fertilizing and refreshing, or more .quietly yet, as brilliant dew pearls, glittering in the bosom of the unfolding rose and filling each tiny cup held up by leaf Haird blossom. Eagerly the thirsty earth drinks in the heavenly gift; in a thousand veins she sends it down to her lowest depths, and fills her vast invisiible reservoirs. Soon she can hold the Vich abundance of health-bringing waters no longer, and through the cleft and eliff they gush joyfully forth as merry, chattering springs. They join rrill to rill, and rush heedlessly down Tthe mountains in brook and creek, until Tthey grow to mighty rivers, thundering wver gigantic rocks, leap fearlessly down lofty precipices, or gently rolling their .mighty masses along the inclined planes
of lowlands, become man's obedient slaves, and carry richly laden vessels on their broad shoulders, before they return once more to the bosom of their common mother, the great ocean.
How quietly, bow silentlynature works in her great household. Unheard and unseen, these enormous masses of water rise up from the broad seas of the earth, and yet it requires not less than one-third of the whole warmth which the sun grants to our globe, to lift them up froin the ocean to the region of clouds. Raised thus by forces far beyond our boldest speculations, and thence returning as blessed taim, AS humble mill-race, or as aetive, rapid high-road carrying huge louds from land to land, the ocean receives back agailu its own, and thus complete, one of its great movements in the etemal shange through water, air, and land.
But the mighty ocean rests not even in its own legitimate limits. When not driven about as spray, as mist, as river, when gently reposing in its eternal home on the bosom of the great earth, it is still subject to powerful influences from abroad. That mysterious force which chains sun to sun, and planet to planet, which calls back the wandering comet to its central sun, and binds the worlds: in one great universe, the force of general attraction, must needs have its: effect upon the waters also, and under the control of sun and moon, they perform a second race around the globe on which we live.
When the companions of Nearchus, under Alexander the Great, reached the mouth of the Indus, nothing excited their amazement in that wonderful country so much as the regular ríse and fall of all the ocean-à phenomena which they had never seen at home, on the coasts of Asia Minor and Greece. Even their short stay there sufficed, however, to show them the connection of this astonishing change with the phases of the moon.
For "sweet as the moonlight sleeps upon this bank,” it is nevertheless full of silent power, Stronger even than the larger sun, because so much nearer to the earth, it raises upon the boundless plains of the Pacific a wave only a few feet high, but extending down to the bottom of the sea, and moves it onwards, chained as it were to its own path high in heaven. Harmless and powerless this wave rolls along tbe placid surface of the ocean. But lands arise, New Holland on one side, South