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and animalization, well defined, ar ; e 

 as clear in his imagination as though, 

 even now, the white sunlight were 

 reflected froih those ancient islands, 

 forming a perfect image' on the ret- 

 ina. 



He studies hard, and his conclus- 

 ions, builded on the material laws of 

 nature, are reliable; and now he r re- 

 turns to civilization honored and res- 

 pected, bringing the material of his 

 researches to'the civilized world. 



There are other phenomena tho', 

 fully as grand as coral islands and 

 polyps, and he is soon in the field of 

 work again. The gallant ship carries 

 Mm through the wintry northern 

 seas, with their ice mountains tow- 

 ering "beneath an enfeebled sun, to 

 the realms of perpetual snow. Past 

 Greenland's milky glaciers that feed 

 the Arctic main with ice mountains. 

 Past the struggling crater of- Mount 

 Heela, where, bound by the king^ of 

 these ultimate realms, the Fire" De- 

 mon struggles to be" free, groaning 

 out the essence of wrath from his fie- 

 ry nostril in inoulten rivers that are 

 petrified by the rigid tee King, and 

 added to the adamantine chains with 

 which ho is bound; on, oh to the 

 north through a world of icebergs 

 that moan and groan as though they 

 were fettered in this desolate waste 

 of frozen sea, to bar the explorer 

 from the frosty Ice King's ultimate 

 throne, the North Pole. But no; the 

 scientific mind knows no defeat, and 

 he toils on over the icy fields, while 

 the sun, aweary with his long virgil, 

 sinks further and further in the hori- 

 zon, as though he could no longer 

 banish the sleep from his eyes, when 

 lo: — an upen Polar- sea stretches 

 away to the northward, breaking 

 against a rocky, mountainous coast. 



Filled with the joy of first discov- 

 ery, the scientist voices the language 

 of his soul in one grand apostrophe: 

 "Oh restless Polar sea, that breaks 



upon this rock-bound coast, and 

 spreads away, I know not where, 

 ee'n'as Eternity, had I but my gal- 

 lant ship, I'd sail thy tossing main!" 



Sadly he toils back to the south, 

 and none to soon. Creaking and 

 roaring the massive icebergs among, 

 on comes the tempest, and the sci- 

 entist is thankful for the much need- 

 ed shelter. The sun, top, has desert- 

 ed him, andthe grand aurora bore- 

 alis, like a flaming sword above the 

 lost Eden, seems to guard the Arctic 

 realms, while sparkling gems glitter 

 on each icy pinnacle. 



The Arctic winter, which but for 

 the aurora borealis would be' black 

 as the inkiest night, passes slowly 

 away. Oh, how cold and gloomy it 

 is! How the explorer struggles and 

 struggles with the rigid Ice King, 

 eagerly waiting for the departed sun 

 to return and rescue him, and at last 

 his anxious watch is rewarded. The 

 east puts on the blush of modesty, a 

 sure prophesy of his majesty's return, 

 and immediately his welcome face 

 appears. As he conies up the way, 

 the icebergs part to let him pass, and 

 the gallant ship, freed from her rigid 

 chains, sails onward to the south. 



Thus, even thus it is that the sci- 

 entist toils on and on in a masterly 

 search for truth. Is it for glory or 

 wealth that he dares this? No; the 

 luxuries of .civilization* are even like 

 contagion in his estimation, and with 

 a Stoical spirit that is grand, he leads 

 a purely intellectual life, drawing 

 from Nature her richest treasures 

 which she is only too glad to give. 

 His wisdom is like a rich soil in which 

 the seeds of knowledge and virtue 

 germinate. He is a lover of truth, 

 and in Nature he finds his ideal. 



Natural phenomena become beau- 

 tified before his studious mind, and 

 the lower animal forms teach him ob- 

 jective lessons of wisdom, that, by 

 their very simplicity, are deeply im- 



