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than in its height. Observe the new light that comes simply and 

 solely by putting things together! This act constitutes the strength 

 of modern attainments. A remarkable instance of it is presented 

 in the law of storms, as developed by Mr. Redfield and Colonel Eeid. 

 In our incoherent days storms were thought to be gusts more capri- 

 cious than our tempers are now thought to be. They pitched one 

 ship on its beam ends to the south, swooped another to the east, and 

 sucked down a third into a perpendicular grave. At length came a 

 man, who entertained the notion, of putting the bits of a storm to- 

 gether; and he soon found that the pieces fitted; that one side of 

 the cup of windy wrath looked east; others, north, west and south; 

 and that there was a hollow in this, as in other cups. The man 

 found practically that a whole storm was quite different from the 

 conception of separated parts, and that it was made up of associated 

 parts. He began to think that storms "obey regular laws." The 

 world is now beginning to think that all things do the same; and 

 will henceforth look down from that summit which this one hardy 

 man, by strong efforts, gained. 



So too, in physical geography — a science consisting purely of the 

 association of our observations of the world into one globe of obser- 

 vations. How differently intelligible does the planet become simply 

 by being all represented, and with its parts in harmony with them- 

 selves. And here another blessing of associative over isolated 

 thought may be characterized; the former is pictorial; the latter 

 invisible, and made only of wandering points. So soon as you get 

 fine surface knowledge, picture is painted thereupon; the white 

 memory then puts itself down on nature's press, and the soul 

 pulls an impression, which is durable, nay, everlasting, like other 

 print. The imagination is the sharp type of this very memory; and 

 man becomes thereby an everlasting possessor of the world; he takes 

 it with him wherever he goes; and from its plans, in the portfolios 

 of his own nature, he can govern the old estate, let him be roaming 

 among the fixed stars, or safely moored in his final kingdom of the 

 heavens. We may surely deny that the isolated thought has any 

 pretty pictures to show ; has anything in it to remember, or can last 

 through successive hours; much less, after death has thrown the 

 lumber away forever. Not so, however, the organic and colored 



