NATURE FOR ITS OWN SAKE 
Northern 
and 
Southern 
seas, 
black side of the steamer. They are also seen 
when wayes are breaking on a rocky coast, and 
often, during storm, emerald-green is churned 
out of the indigo-blue of the Gulf Stream. 
These blues and greens, with snowy waye- 
crests that come with stormy seas and cloudy 
skies, certainly have a most stimulating beauty 
about them. They smack of Iceland and the 
aurora, and their clear, cold color suggests the 
erystalline purity of the sea. Quite different 
from such strong tones of coloring are the warm 
surface blues and pinks that play upon the un- 
ruffled Southern seas. The listless loveliness of 
light, the blend of the two vast blues, the rosy 
ocean of the dawn, and the golden ocean of the 
twilight, what a contrast to the North Atlantic ! 
And yet, how very beautiful! From the smooth 
equatorial swell, all the light and warmth and 
glow of the heavens are reflected as in a moun- 
tain-lake. Every opaline flush upon the cloud, 
every pale-lilac of the horizon-vapors, every 
green and gold of the barred sky at sunset re- 
peats its image in the slow-heaving wave, until 
the vast water seems but an inverted sky, and 
the whole scene in vision swims a realm of light 
and color. 
And those soft, windless nights of the South, 
