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   The same opinion prevailed on the continent as...
[06/05/2010 4:19 am]
The same opinion prevailed on the continent as well as in EnglandOn whatever subject Captain Sabine touched, the observations he published seemed by their accuracy to leave former observers at a distanceThe methods of using the instruments scarcely differed in any important point from those before adopted; and, but for a fortunate discovery, which I shall presently relate, the world must have concluded that Captain Sabine possessed some keenness of vision, or acuteness of touch, which it would be hopeless for any to expect to rival The Council of the Royal Society spared no pains to stamp the accuracy of these observations with their testimony They seem to have thrust Captain Sabine's name perpetually on their minutes, and in a manner which must have been almost distressing: they recommend him in a letter to the Admiralty, then in another to the Ordnance; and several of the same persons, in their other capacity, as members of the Board of Longitude, after voting him a THOUSAND POUNDS for these observations, are said to have again recommended him to the Master-General of the Ordnance That an officer, commencing his scientific career, should be misled by such praises, was both natural and pardonable; but that the Council of the Royal Society should adopt their opinion so heedlessly, and maintain it so pertinaciously, was as cruel to the observer as it was injurious to the interests of science It might have been imagined that such praises, together with the Copley medal, presented to Captain Sabine by the Royal Society, and the medal of Lalande, given to him by the Institute of France, had arisen from such a complete investigation of his observations, as should place them beyond the reach even of criticism But, alas! the Royal Society may write, and nobody will attend; its medals have lost their lustre; and even the Institute of France may find that theirs cannot confer immortality That learned body is in the habit of making most interesting and profound reports on any memoirs communicated to it; nothing escapes the penetration of their committees appointed for such purposesSurely, when they enter on the much more important subject of the award of a medal, unusual pains must be taken with the previous report, and it might, perhaps, be of some advantage to science, and might furnish their admirers with arguments in their defence, if they would publish that on which the decree of their Lalande's medal to Captain Sabine was founded It is far from necessary to my present object, to state all that has been written and said respecting these pendulum experiments: I shall confine myself merely to two points; one, the transit observations, I shall allude to, because I may perhaps show the kind of feeling that exists respecting them, and possibly enable Captain Sabine to explain them The other point, the error in the estimation of the division of the level, I shall discuss, because it is an admitted fact Some opinion may be formed of transit observations, by taking the difference of times of the passage of any star between the several wires; supposing the distances of those wires equal, the intervals of time occupied by the star in passing from one to the other, ought to be precisely the same As those times of passing from one wire to another are usually given to seconds and tenths of seconds, it rarely happens that the accordance is perfect The transit instrument used by Captain Sabine was thirty inches in length, and the wires are stated to be equi-distant Out of about 370 transits, there are eighty-seven, or nearly one-fourth, which have the intervals between all the wires agreeing to the same, the tenth of a secondAt Sierra Leone, nineteen out of seventy-two have the same accordance; and of the moon culminating stars, p409, twelve out of twenty-four are equally exact With larger instruments, and in great observatories, this is not always the case Captain Kater has given, in the Philosophical Transactions, 1819, p427, a series of transits, with a three and a half foot transit, in which about one-eleventh part of them only have this degree of accuracy; and it should be observed that not merely the instrument, but the stars selected, have, in this instance, an advantage over Captain Sabine's The transit of MBessel is five feet in length, made by Frauenhofer, and the magnifying power employed is 182; yet, out of some observations of his in January, 1826, only one-eleventh have this degree of accordance In thirty-three of the Greenwich observations of January, 1828, fifteen have this agreement, or five-elevenths; but this is with a ten-feet transit Now in none of these instances do the times agree within a tenth of a second between all the wires; but I have accounted those as agreeing in all the wires in which there is not more than four-tenths of a second between the greatest and least This superior accuracy of the small instrument requires some explanation One which has been suggested is, that Captain Sabine employs a chronometer to observe transits with; and that since it beats five times in two seconds, each beat will give four-tenths of a second; and this being the smallest quantity registered, the agreement becomes more probable than if tenths were the smallest quantities noticed In general, the larger the lowest unity employed the greater will be the apparent agreement amongst the differences Thus, if, in the transit of stars near the pole, the times of passing the wires were only registered to the nearest minute, the intervals would almost certainly be equal There is another circumstance, about which there is some difficulty It is understood that the same instrument,--the thirty-inch transit, was employed by Lieutenant Foster; and it has not been stated that the wires were changed, although this has most probably been the case Now, in the transits which the later observer has given, he has found it necessary to correct for a considerable inequality between the first and second wires (See Phil If an erroneous impression has gone abroad on this subject, it is doing a service to science to insure its correction, by drawing attention to it Should these observations be confirmed by other observers, it would seem to follow that the use of a chronometer renders a transit more exact, and therefore that it ought to be used in observatories Among the instruments employed by Captain Sabine, was a repeating circle of six inches diameter, made by order of the Board of Longitude, for the express purpose of ascertaining how far repeating instruments might be diminished in size:--a most important subject, on which the Board seem to have entertained a very commendable degree of anxiety The following extract from the "Pendulum Experiments" is important: "The repeating circle was made by the direction, and at the expense of the Board of Longitude, for the purpose of exemplifying the principle of repetition when applied to a circle of so small a diameter as six inches, carrying a telescope of seven inches focal length, and one inch aperture; and of practically ascertaining the degree of accuracy which might be retained, whilst the portability of the instrument should be increased, by a reduction in the size to half the amount which had been previously regarded by the most eminent artists as the extreme limit of diminution to which repeating circles, designed for astronomical purposes, ought to be carried "The practical value of the six-inch repeating circle may be estimated, by comparing the differences of the partial results from the mean at each station, with the correspondence of any similar collection of observations made with a circle, on the original construction, and of large dimensions; such, for instance, as the latitudes of the stations of the French are, recorded in the Base du Systeme Metrique: when, if due allowance be made for the extensive experience and great skill of the distinguished persons who conducted the French observations, the comparison will scarcely appear to the disadvantage of the smaller circle, even if extended generally through all the stations of the present volume; but if it be particularly directed to Maranham and Spitzbergen,--at which stations the partial results were more numerous than elsewhere, and obtained with especial regard to every circumstance by which their accuracy might be affected, the performance of the six-inch circle will appear fully equal to that of circles of the larger dimension The comparison with the two stations, at which a more than usual attention was bestowed, is the more appropriate, because it was essential to the purposes for which the latitudes of the French stations were required, that the observations should always be conducted with the utmost possible regard to accuracy "It would appear, therefore, that in a repeating circle of six inches, the disadvantages of a smaller image enabling a less precise contact or bisection, and of an arch of less radius admitting of a less minute subdivision, may be compensated by the principle of repetition Captain Sabine has pointed out Maranham and Spitzbergen as places most favourable to the shop comparison

   So much for being in debt,?heigho! The fellow...
[05/05/2010 5:51 am]
So much for being in debt,?heigho! The fellow sees his advantage, and means to push it Perhaps the mildest form of the system of slavery is to be seen in the State of KentuckyThe general prevalence of agricultural pursuits of a quiet and gradual nature, not requiring those periodic seasons of hurry and pressure that are called for in the business of more southern districts, makes the task of the negro a more healthful and reasonable one; while the master, content with a more gradual style of acquisition, has not those temptations to hardheartedness which always overcome frail human nature when the prospect of sudden and rapid gain is weighed in the balance, with no heavier counterpoise than the interests of the helpless and unprotected Whoever visits some estates there, and witnesses the good-humored indulgence of some masters and mistresses, and the affectionate loyalty of some slaves, might be tempted to dream the oft-fabled poetic legend of a patriarchal institution, and all that; but over and above the scene there broods a portentous shadow?the shadow of lawSo long as the law considers all these human beings, with beating hearts and living affections, only as so many things belonging to a master,?so long as the failure, or misfortune, or imprudence, or death of the kindest owner, may cause them any day to exchange a life of kind protection and indulgence for one of hopeless misery and toil,?so long it is impossible to make anything beautiful or desirable in the best regulated administration of slaveryShelby was a fair average kind of man, good-natured and kindly, and disposed to easy indulgence of those around him, and there had never been a lack of anything which might contribute to the physical comfort of the negroes on his estateHe had, however, speculated largely and quite loosely; had involved himself deeply, and his notes to a large amount had come into the hands of Haley; and this small piece of information is the key to the preceding conversation Now, it had so happened that, in approaching the door, Eliza had caught enough of the conversation to know that a trader was making offers to her master for somebody She would gladly have stopped at the door to listen, as she came out; but her mistress just then calling, she was obliged to hasten away Still she thought she heard the trader make an offer for her boy;?could she be mistaken? Her heart swelled and throbbed, and she involuntarily strained him so tight that the little fellow looked up into her face in astonishment ?Eliza, girl, what ails you today?? said her mistress, when Eliza had upset the wash-pitcher, knocked down the workstand, and finally was abstractedly offering her mistress a long nightgown in place of the silk dress she had ordered her to bring from the wardrobe?O, missis!? she said, raising her eyes; then, bursting into tears, she sat down in a chair, and began sobbing ?Why, Eliza child, what ails you?? said her mistress ?O! missis, missis,? said Eliza, ?there?s been a trader talking with master in the parlor! I heard him ?Well, silly child, suppose there has ?O, missis, do you suppose mas?r would sell my Harry?? And the poor creature threw herself into a chair, and sobbed convulsively ?Sell him! No, you foolish girl! You know your master never deals with those southern traders, and never means to sell any of his servants, as long as they behave wellWhy, you silly child, who do you think would want to buy your Harry? Do you think all the world are set on him as you are, you goosie? Come, cheer up, and hook my dressThere now, put my back hair up in that pretty braid you learnt the other day, and don?t go listening at doors any more ?Well, but, missis, you never would give your consent?to?to?? ?Nonsense, child! to be sure, I shouldn?tWhat do you talk so for? I would as soon have one of my own children soldBut really, Eliza, you are getting altogether too proud of that little fellowA man can?t put his nose into the door, but you think he must be coming to buy him Reassured by her mistress? confident tone, Eliza proceeded nimbly and adroitly with her toilet, laughing at her own fears, as she proceededShelby was a woman of high class, both intellectually and morallyTo that natural magnanimity and generosity of mind which one often marks as characteristic of the women of Kentucky, she added high moral and religious sensibility and principle, carried out with great energy and ability into practical resultsHer husband, who made no professions to any particular religious character, nevertheless reverenced and respected the consistency of hers, and stood, perhaps, a little in awe of her opinionCertain it was that he gave her unlimited scope in all her benevolent efforts for the comfort, instruction, and improvement of her servants, though he never took any decided part in them himselfIn fact, if not exactly a believer in the doctrine of the efficiency of the extra good works of saints, he really seemed somehow or other to fancy that his wife had piety and benevolence enough for two?to indulge a shadowy expectation of getting into heaven through her superabundance of qualities to which he made no particular pretension The heaviest load on his mind, after his conversation with the trader, lay in the foreseen necessity of breaking to his wife the arrangement contemplated,?meeting the importunities and opposition which he knew he should have reason to encounterShelby, being entirely ignorant of her husband?s embarrassments, and knowing only the general kindliness of his temper, had been quite sincere in the entire incredulity with which she had met Eliza?s suspicionsIn fact, she dismissed the matter from her mind, without a second thought; and being occupied in preparations for an evening visit, it passed out of her thoughts entirely 1 English Grammar (1795), by Lindley Murray (1745-1826), the most authoritative American grammarian of his day Chapter 2 The Mother Eliza had been brought up by her mistress, from girlhood, as a petted and indulged favorite The traveller in the south must often have remarked that peculiar air of refinement, that softness of voice and manner, which seems in many cases to be a particular gift to the quadroon and mulatto womenThese natural graces in the quadroon are often united with beauty of the most dazzling kind, and in almost every case with a personal appearance prepossessing and agreeableEliza, such as we have described her, is not a fancy sketch, but taken from remembrance, as we saw her, years ago, in KentuckySafe under the protecting care of her mistress, Eliza had reached maturity without those temptations which make beauty so fatal an inheritance to a slaveShe had been married to a bright and talented young mulatto man, who was a slave on a neighboring estate, and bore the name of George Harris This young man had been hired out by his master to work in a bagging factory, where his adroitness and ingenuity caused him to be considered the first hand in the shop place

   I made a couch with furs, and Madam Mina, lying...
[03/05/2010 8:37 pm]
I made a couch with furs, and Madam Mina, lying down, yield herself as usual, but more slow and more short time than ever, to the hypnotic sleepAs before, came the answer, "darkness and the swirling of water Then she woke, bright and radiant and we go on our way and soon reach the PassAt this time and place, she become all on fire with zealSome new guiding power be in her manifested, for she point to a road and say, "This is the way "How know you it?" I ask "Of course I know it," she answer, and with a pause, add, "Have not my Jonathan travelled it and wrote of his travel?" At first I think somewhat strange, but soon I see that there be only one such byroadIt is used but little, and very different from the coach road from the Bukovina to Bistritz, which is more wide and hard, and more of use So we came down this roadWhen we meet other ways, not always were we sure that they were roads at all, for they be neglect and light snow have fallen, the horses know and they onlyI give rein to them, and they go on so patientBy and by we find all the things which Jonathan have note in that wonderful diary of himThen we go on for long, long hours and hoursAt the first, I tell Madam Mina to sleepShe try, and she succeedShe sleep all the time, till at the last, I feel myself to suspicious grow, and attempt to wake herBut she sleep on, and I may not wake her though I tryI do not wish to try too hard lest I harm herFor I know that she have suffer much, and sleep at times be all-in-all to herI think I drowse myself, for all of sudden I feel guilt, as though I have done somethingI find myself bolt up, with the reins in my hand, and the good horses go along jog, jog, just as everI look down and find Madam Mina still asleepIt is now not far off sunset time, and over the snow the light of the sun flow in big yellow flood, so that we throw great long shadow on where the mountain rise so steepFor we are going up, and up, and all is oh so wild and rocky, as though it were the end of the world Then I arouse Madam MinaThis time she wake with not much trouble, and then I try to put her to hypnotic sleepBut she sleep not, being as though I were notStill I try and try, till all at once I find her and myself in dark, so I look round, and find that the sun have gone downMadam Mina laugh, and I turn and look at herShe is now quite awake, and look so well as I never saw her since that night at Carfax when we first enter the Count's houseI am amaze, and not at ease thenBut she is so bright and tender and thoughtful for me that I forget all fearI light a fire, for we have brought supply of wood with us, and she prepare food while I undo the horses and set them, tethered in shelter, to feedThen when I return to the fire she have my supper readyI go to help her, but she smile, and tell me that she have eat alreadyThat she was so hungry that she would not waitI like it not, and I have grave doubtsBut I fear to affright her, and so I am silent of itShe help me and I eat alone, and then we wrap in fur and lie beside the fire, and I tell her to sleep while I watchBut presently I forget all of shop watching

   The night was damp and close, and the thick air...
[02/05/2010 8:43 pm]
The night was damp and close, and the thick air swarmed with myriads of mosquitos, which increased the restless torture of his wounds; whilst a burning thirst?a torture beyond all others?filled up the uttermost measure of physical anguish ?O, good Lord! Do look down,?give me the victory!?give me the victory over all!? prayed poor Tom, in his anguish A footstep entered the room, behind him, and the light of a lantern flashed on his eyes ?Who?s there? O, for the Lord?s massy, please give me some water!? The woman Cassy?for it was she,?set down her lantern, and, pouring water from a bottle, raised his head, and gave him drinkAnother and another cup were drained, with feverish eagerness ?Drink all ye want,? she said; ?I knew how it would beIt isn?t the first time I?ve been out in the night, carrying water to such as you ?Thank you, Missis,? said Tom, when he had done drinking ?Don?t call me Missis! I?m a miserable slave, like yourself,?a lower one than you can ever be!? said she, bitterly; ?but now,? said she, going to the door, and dragging in a small pallaise, over which she had spread linen cloths wet with cold water, ?try, my poor fellow, to roll yourself on to this Stiff with wounds and bruises, Tom was a long time in accomplishing this movement; but, when done, he felt a sensible relief from the cooling application to his wounds The woman, whom long practice with the victims of brutality had made familiar with many healing arts, went on to make many applications to Tom?s wounds, by means of which he was soon somewhat relieved ?Now,? said the woman, when she had raised his head on a roll of damaged cotton, which served for a pillow, ?there?s the best I can do for you Tom thanked her; and the woman, sitting down on the floor, drew up her knees, and embracing them with her arms, looked fixedly before her, with a bitter and painful expression of countenanceHer bonnet fell back, and long wavy streams of black hair fell around her singular and melancholy-face ?It?s no use, my poor fellow!? she broke out, at last, ?it?s of no use, this you?ve been trying to doYou were a brave fellow,?you had the right on your side; but it?s all in vain, and out of the question, for you to struggleYou are in the devil?s hands;?he is the strongest, and you must give up!? Give up! and, had not human weakness and physical agony whispered that, before? Tom started; for the bitter woman, with her wild eyes and melancholy voice, seemed to him an embodiment of the temptation with which he had been wrestling ?O Lord! O Lord!? he groaned, ?how can I give up?? ?There?s no use calling on the Lord,?he never hears,? said the woman, steadily; ?there isn?t any God, I believe; or, if there is, he?s taken sides against usAll goes against us, heaven and earthEverything is pushing us into hellWhy shouldn?t we go?? Tom closed his eyes, and shuddered at the dark, atheistic words ?You see,? said the woman, ?you don?t know anything about it?I doI?ve been on this place five years, body and soul, under this man?s foot; and I hate him as I do the devil! Here you are, on a lone plantation, ten miles from any other, in the swamps; not a white person here, who could testify, if you were burned alive,?if you were scalded, cut into inch-pieces, set up for the dogs to tear, or hung up and whipped to deathThere?s no law here, of God or man, that can do you, or any one of us, the least good; and, this man! there?s no earthly thing that he?s too good to doI could make any one?s hair rise, and their teeth chatter, if I should only tell what I?ve seen and been knowing to, here,?and it?s no use resisting! Did I want to live with him? Wasn?t I a woman delicately bred; and he,?God in heaven! what was he, and is he? And yet, I?ve lived with him, these five years, and cursed every moment of my life,?night and day! And now, he?s got a new one,?a young thing, only fifteen, and she brought up, she says, piouslyHer good mistress taught her to read the Bible; and she?s brought her Bible here?to hell with her!??and the woman laughed a wild and doleful laugh, that rung, with a strange, supernatural sound, through the old ruined shed Tom folded his hands; all was darkness and horror ?O Jesus! Lord Jesus! have you quite forgot us poor critturs?? burst forth, at last;??help, Lord, I perish!? The woman sternly continued: ?And what are these miserable low dogs you work with, that you should suffer on their account? Every one of them would turn against you, the first time they got a chanceThey are all of ?em as low and cruel to each other as they can be; there?s no use in your suffering to keep from hurting them ?Poor critturs!? said Tom,??what made ?em cruel??and, if I give out, I shall get used to ?t, and grow, little by little, just like ?em! No, no, Missis! I?ve lost everything,?wife, and children, and home, and a kind Mas?r,?and he would have set me free, if he?d only lived a week longer; I?ve lost everything in this world, and it?s clean gone, forever,?and now I can?t lose Heaven, too; no, I can?t get to be wicked, besides all!? ?But it can?t be that the Lord will lay sin to our account,? said the woman; ?he won?t charge it to us, when we?re forced to it; he?ll charge it to them that drove us to it ?Yes,? said Tom; ?but that won?t keep us from growing wickedIf I get to be as hard-hearted as that ar? Sambo, and as wicked, it won?t make much odds to me how I come so; it?s the bein? so,?that ar?s what I?m a dreadin? The woman fixed a wild and startled look on Tom, as if a new thought had struck her; and then, heavily groaning, said, ?O God a? mercy! you speak the truth! O?O?O!??and, with groans, she fell on the floor, like one crushed and writhing under the extremity of mental anguish There was a silence, a while, in which the breathing of both parties could be heard, when Tom faintly said, ?O, please, Missis!? The woman suddenly rose up, with her face composed to its usual stern, melancholy expression ?Please, Missis, I saw ?em throw my coat in that ar? corner, and in my coat-pocket is my Bible;?if Missis would please get it for me Cassy went and got itTom opened, at once, to a heavily marked passage, much worn, of the last scenes in the life of Him by whose stripes we are healed ?If Missis would only be so good as read that ar?,?it?s better than water Cassy took the book, with a dry, proud air, and looked over the passageShe then read aloud, in a soft voice, and with a beauty of intonation that was peculiar, that touching account of anguish and of shop glory

   And oh, Madam Mina, my dear, my dear, may we who...
[01/05/2010 8:43 pm]
And oh, Madam Mina, my dear, my dear, may we who love you be there to see, when that red scar, the sign of God's knowledge of what has been, shall pass away, and leave your forehead as pure as the heart we knowFor so surely as we live, that scar shall pass away when God sees right to lift the burden that is hard upon usTill then we bear our Cross, as His Son did in obedience to His WillIt may be that we are chosen instruments of His good pleasure, and that we ascend to His bidding as that other through stripes and shameThrough tears and bloodThrough doubts and fear, and all that makes the difference between God and man There was hope in his words, and comfortAnd they made for resignationMina and I both felt so, and simultaneously we each took one of the old man's hands and bent over and kissed itThen without a word we all knelt down together, and all holding hands, swore to be true to each otherWe men pledged ourselves to raise the veil of sorrow from the head of her whom, each in his own way, we lovedAnd we prayed for help and guidance in the terrible task which lay before usIt was then time to startSo I said farewell to Mina, a parting which neither of us shall forget to our dying day, and we set out To one thing I have made up my mindIf we find out that Mina must be a vampire in the end, then she shall not go into that unknown and terrible land aloneI suppose it is thus that in old times one vampire meant manyJust as their hideous bodies could only rest in sacred earth, so the holiest love was the recruiting sergeant for their ghastly ranks We entered Carfax without trouble and found all things the same as on the first occasionIt was hard to believe that amongst so prosaic surroundings of neglect and dust and decay there was any ground for such fear as already we knewHad not our minds been made up, and had there not been terrible memories to spur us on, we could hardly have proceeded with our taskWe found no papers, or any sign of use in the houseAnd in the old chapel the great boxes looked just as we had seen them lastVan Helsing said to us solemnly as we stood before him, "And now, my friends, we have a duty here to doWe must sterilize this earth, so sacred of holy memories, that he has brought from a far distant land for such fell useHe has chosen this earth because it has been holyThus we defeat him with his own weapon, for we make it more holy stillIt was sanctified to such use of man, now we sanctify it to God As he spoke he took from his bag a screwdriver and a wrench, and very soon the top of one of the cases was thrown openThe earth smelled musty and close, but we did not somehow seem to mind, for our attention was concentrated on the ProfessorTaking from his box a piece of the Sacred Wafer he laid it reverently on the earth, and then shutting down the lid began to screw it home, we aiding him as he worked One by one we treated in the same way each of the great boxes, and left them as we had found them to all appearanceBut in each was a portion of the HostWhen we closed the door behind us, the Professor said solemnly, "So much is already doneIt may be that with all the others we can be so successful, then the sunset of this evening may shine of Madam Mina's forehead all white as ivory and with no stain!" As we passed across the lawn on our way to the station to catch our train we could see the front of the asylumI looked eagerly, and in the window of my own room saw MinaI waved my hand to her, and nodded to tell that our work there was successfully accomplishedShe nodded in reply to show that she understoodThe last I saw, she was waving her hand in farewellIt was with a heavy heart that we sought the station and just caught the train, which was steaming in as we reached the shop platform

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