TO KNOW THE STARRY HEAVENS 



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and then, after the interval of an hour 

 or more, point his telescope tipon the 

 system again, he will readily see that 

 not only have the satellites changed 

 their positions, but that the ball of the 

 planet is also rapidly turning around. 



At frequent intervals one or more 

 of the moons will be seen to pass in 

 front of or behind the planet. Jupiter 

 is also attended by a great conical 

 shadow, which stretches out into space 

 in a direction exactly opposite to the 

 stm, and occasionally a moon may be 

 seen to pass within this shadow and 

 be eclipsed. 



For example, if Jupiter is examined 

 on the morning of September 3, when 

 near the meridian, at 12 hours 10 min- 

 utes A. M. (Eastern Standard Time), 

 the appearance will be that indicated in 

 Figure 3, the moons all crowded close 

 to the planet and one of them projected 

 on the disc. On this same evening the 

 moon will enter the planet's edge at i 

 minute 25 seconds A. M. and emerge 

 from it at 2 hours 8 minutes 31 seconds 

 A. M. Meanwhile another moon will 



be seen to emerge from behind the 

 planet at 13 minutes 36 seconds A. M. 

 Similarly, on September 9, there 

 may be seen : 



Third moon begins transit, 9 hours 

 45 minutes P. M. 



Second moon disappears in eclipse, 

 10 hours 2 minutes 30 seconds P. M. 



Third moon ends transit, 10 hours 

 41 minutes 56 seconds P. M. 



First moon begins transit, September 

 10, I hour 48 minutes 40 seconds A. M. 



Second moon reappears from behind 

 planet, 2 hotirs 34 minutes 45 seconds 

 A. M. 



First moon ends transit, 3 hours 55 

 minutes 51 seconds A. M. 



It will be noticed that during much 

 of this night there will be but two 

 moons which can be seen separated 

 from the planet. 



Similar especially interesting eclios- 

 es, transits and occultations will occur 

 on September 10, 16, 18, 23, 24, 25, 26 

 and 2"/, but space is here wanting for a 

 detailed description of them. 



The Awakening of Greenwich. 



BY VIRGINIA PERESFORD, AGED 1 3, WABA- 

 NAKI SCHOOL STUDENT. 



It is now three o'clock in the morn- 

 ing, the sky is beginning to turn grey, 

 and the stars to vanish, one by one. I 

 am still sitting at my desk at the win- 

 dow by the light of one sickly candle. 

 Oh ! how dreary it is, there is a cold 

 chill in the air, but I am not sad be- 

 cause I know that in a few hours this 

 side of the world will be transformed. 



I lean my head on my hand, my 

 brain is not fit for work at this hour, it 

 is only fit for musing. My God ! It 

 must have been terrible, (but terrible 

 has no meaning now-a-days) when 

 people at one time lived in such a 

 world as it is at this minute, dreary 

 and cold, with never a change for 

 months together ! And how wonderful 

 it was when perhaps a child ran out 

 of a cave and cried, "Oh mother, what 

 is that thing in the sky?" And the 

 mother falling on her knees cried out. 

 "It's the sun! It's the sun ! Oh joy!" 

 And all the people worshipped the pale 

 glimmer in the sky, and little by little 

 it grew stronger and stronger till it 

 was at its glory ! What a time that 

 must have been ! As I look through 

 my window all these things pass 



through my weary mind. 



Look ! There is a red glow, faint as 

 my poor candle. It grows and deepens 

 in color, then another ray, and. another! 

 They seem to light up the whole sky, 

 which is turning blue. Now a tip of 

 the real sun and now the whole of it ! 

 Oh ! How wonderful it all is ! 



Now the leaves are stirring and the 

 birds singing. Next door a window 

 opens, and an old man in his nightcap 

 looks out and laughs for mere joy at 

 the sight of jolly Mr. Sun. 



Now the sun is well up in the heav- 

 ens. I turn my gaze southward and 

 see the first automobile whiz up to the 

 station and another, till there are 

 twenty. Then comes the train and 

 stops a minute for the hurried passen- 

 gers, who crowd on, then it speeds 

 out of sight, leaving no trace. 



Then I see the sparkling water, blue 

 as the sky in May. In another direc- 

 tion I see the smoke of the Council 

 fire of Wabanaki. Now men go in and 

 out of the stores, up and down the 

 streets. The early school boys pass by 

 with a merry laugh. All this is too 

 much for me, — I blow out my candle, 

 shut up my book, and walk out to be 

 a part of this happy town — Greenwich. 

 — Our Town. 



