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From Chambers' Journal.

SOUTHERN GATES OF EGYPT.

white hilly Libyan desert to appear through its groves; but our curiosity was chiefly directed towards the former, and we could scarcely refrain from imitating the native travellers, and hurrying off at once to explore it. There was plenty of time before us, however; and, restraining our impatience, we resolved to persevere in our old method of making ourselves at home in a place ero we went in quest of its neighboring objects of attraction.

THERE is scarcely any place in Egypt more picturesque in appearance, or more interesting, than what may be called its Southern Gates-the whole neighborhood of the first Cataracts. I have read many descriptions thereof executed with great skill, but not one appears to me to convey a correct idea at the same time of the general characteristics of the scene and of the minuter details. It may be that success is impossible, or it may be that travellers have hurried on too rapidly to other classical sites. This last supposition is not unlikely to be true. I have known people "do" the whole district in twenty-four hours. For my own part, during the period I remained there, new objects of interest, new points of view, seemed perpetually presenting themselves; and when I took my de--the ancient Arabic Essouan, with its remains of parture, it was with the impression, that, had I remained twice as long, no yearning for fresh excitement would have arisen.

The modern town of Essouan contains some four or five thousand inhabitants. A principal street, as usual, is devoted to the bazaar-not very remarkable for the richness of the goods exposed for sale. In the neighborhood, especially to the north, are a variety of dusky-looking gardens divided by dusty lanes; but the general effect is that of barrenness and desolation. To the south is a city of ruins

elegant arched buildings stretching far and wide; and beyond, where the ground rises, the commencement of a vast cemetery. Our first walk was in this direction; and we had soon got clear of the new town and the old, and were in the midst of tombs and black rocks, here and there bearing inscriptions. On the summit of the hill are two mosques-one ruined, and one glaring with fresh whitewash. The latter is sacred to the Seventyseven Sheiks, and is regarded with peculiar respect both by the residents and all true Moslem travellers. From its neighborhood a fine view is obtained of the winding course of the Nile to the north; of the desert rising into crags on either side; of the town and its dusty groves; and, above all, of the great black valley along which runs the

We had passed through a narrow defile of rock the previous evening, and moored at Akâbah, a village celebrated for its dates. The morning came bright and sunny, but cool. A gentle north wind filled the sails, and soon wafted us against the rippling current to within sight of Essouan, or rather of the hills and ruins that overlook it, for the town itself was concealed by palm groves. A white-walled palace standing alone on the eastern bank, and a great ruined convent half way up the sandy declivity to the west, were the first buildings that appeared near at hand. A slight turn brought us in sight of the point of Stephantine, its woods and thickets sparkling in the sun, the approach seem-land-route to Phihi. The whole breadth of this ingly impossible by reason of the huge black rocks piled as if fragments of a ruined dike across the river. To the right a winding branch strewed with boulders appeared to lead away into the desert; but to the left, a long line of boats indicated the mooring ground. The great sail was soon got in; and the foresail flapping took us quietly along between two enormous rocks, covered with hieroglyphics and figures of ancient kings and heroes, into a kind of lake or harbor, defended by breakers on the north; the sandy bank covered with old boats, and backed by trees, on the east; the island on the west; and closing in to the south, so as to leave only a narrow passage between an eminence topped with Saracenic ruins, and the great shattered wall of hewn stone supposed to mark the site of the Nilometer.

There was bustle on the beach: our friends coming to salute us, and point out a convenient place where to " peg up;" boatmen exchanging salutations; donkeys, with real civilized saddles, and very uncivilized drivers, crowding down for employment; shipwrights hammering; fifty men, with a measured grunt, hauling a boat ashore; further on, a large space covered with bales of merchandise, sheds, and groups of travellers-so that the border town of Egypt, which, by the way, was still not visible, promised to be at least a lively place of halt. It turned out to be so in fact; and I should have no objection to go back and spend a month or so there, breathing the purest air in the world beneath the finest sky.

Every one knows by report that there are two famous islands in this vicinity, separated by several miles of rapids: one above, called Phihi; and one below, called Stephantine. The latter, as I have said, now lay opposite to us, just allowing the LIVING AGE. VOL. XXX. 14

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valley is covered with shattered mausolea and an infinity of head-stones, generally in good preservation, with long, mysterious-looking Cufic inscriptions. Further on to the south, it seems encumbered with isolated rocks that, thickening in the distance, at length close up the view. On the most conspicuous heights around, tombs of saints, ancient and modern, are perched like watchtowers.

We returned through part of the new town, detecting fragments of ancient buildings in the walls of several of the houses; and, coming down to the river north of our mooring-ground, examined an old Roman bath that projects like a mole into the water. From this the road or path goes through trees, beneath a huge piece of rock, covered with hieroglyphical inscriptions and figures, not of very finished workmanship, and probably recording the visits of mere travellers like ourselves. It could not but strike us that these ancient pilgrims surpassed in taste the moderns. They chose the face of precipices, the naked sides of water-washed boulders, whereon to write the enduring memorial of their visit. But their more civilized successors chose the most conspicuous part of the most elegant and ornamented monument, and are not content unless the name of Smith defaces an oval, or destroys the expressive touches which mark the countenance of Isis or Osiris.

Next day we resolved to extend the circle of our wanderings, and started again southward. This time we traversed the whole length of the cemetery along the centre of the valley, gazing with admiration at the elegant cupolas, finely-turned arches, and graceful pillars, which, though now all broken and deserted, testified amply to the taste that had presided over their creation. One of the innumer

able headstones that dot the ground appeared recently shattered by a musket-bullet. There was a story pat to the purpose: A Turkish soldier, in a fit of drunken impiety, had fired at the stone; but even before the missile had sped to its mark, he had fallen down dead, slain by the spirit of the buried sheik-for none but holy men lie in this ground. A friend explained that the story had its origin in a true occurrence, of which the hero was a Frank traveller. He had fired last year at a crow, broken the stone by accident, and, his gun bursting, he lost the use of his hand. This matter-of-fact statement would have satisfied me, but I find that in reality the anecdote is an old one, being mentioned by writers twenty years ago.

Having got beyond the tombs, we found the country become more wild and savage at every step. Not a tree, not a shrub, not a blade of grass, not a lichen met the eye. All was black, crumbly rock on every side. Beneath our feet was sand. The hills, broken into fantastic shapes, formed hollows, ravines, valleys, winding away into inextricable confusion. We seemed to have got into the extinguished crater of a vast volcano. Yet there was nothing horrid in the scene, because the unclouded sun was there, streaming down its dazzling light on every object, and imparting as it were life to desolation. A vulture now and then sailed heavily from crag to crag; two or three hawks ascended in their spiral flight; a dozen or so of glossy black crows looked pertly at us from boulders bearing the names of the Pharaohs, or strutted with an air of assumed gentility on the ground; and some small black and white birds, with sparrows and desert larks, fluttered in busy idleness about.

We turned off at length to the right into a rugged ravine that seemed to lead nowhere. But after scrambling along for some time, we actually saw the tops of some waving palms rising, it seemed, out of a fissure in the earth; and presently getting to the summit of the pass, came in full view of a little village of little houses, surrounded by little gardens, nestling in the midst of horrid inky rocks, on the borders, we thought, of a little lake that dazzled our eyes with its brightness. We went on, surprised and silent, and soon got into the clean streets, formed by the neat garden mud-walls and the still neater fronts of the houses, and could scarcely believe that we were in Egypt. It was some time before our fancies were persuaded that we were in a Shellabe village on the banks of one of the winding branches of the Nile.

The name of the place was Mahatta. It was inhabited, we learned, entirely by that peculiar race of people called Shellabes, from Shellal, the Arabic name by which the Cataracts are known. They are evidently of Berber or Nubian descent, but intermingle very little with the parent stock, and seem to me superior in personal appearance and intelligence. They depend entirely for their living on work connected with the Cataracts-as tracking up or taking down boats, transporting merchandise, &c., and seem to make a good thing of it. I admired their taste in selecting this lonely spot as the site of their village, although there are but a few basketfuls of earth in the neighborhood. There never was a more romantic situation. Opposite rises a lofty desolate island; behind is a lofty desolate ridge. North and south barren rocks close in the view. The current of the river is scarcely perceptible to the eye, unless you stoop over the slippery rocks which lead down from the village; but it

sparkles so gayly in the sun as to supply the place of almost all the other elements of beauty in a landscape.

In passing through the village, we saw only a few women, some of elegant form and agreeable features, standing in the streets; but when we had sat down on a great rock overlooking the stream, a crowd of little chattering children came round us, all offering something for sale. The parents were wise enough to know that these pretty urchins would make better bargains than themselves. One had a couple of spears with long blades and light handles, covered with the skin of the warran, or water-lizard; others had sticks of hardwood fancifully ornamented with leather and brass wire. They sat round, talking with us in a very independent manner-at least such as could speak a little Arabic-the others chirping among themselves like birds, I believe in a dialect of the Berberi. Mighty curiosity, to the forgetfulness of all ideas of gain, was excited by the sight of a watch; and, when they were permitted to listen to the ticking, there was actually a moment of awe-stricken silence. But they soon returned to the charge, urging us to buy their curiosities, not all in an importunate tone, but in a half-manly half-childish way inexpressibly amusing. Of course we felt bound to comply, and went away at last with many kind wishes for our safety. Even in the villages where the children have been taught, as in some parts of Egypt, to assail the traveller for backshish, they bless you before you give, and indeed whether you give or not. A little fellow came up to me, holding out his hand. "If it please God mayst thou go on thy way in peace!" "If it please God!" said I, pretending to misunderstand him. He ran along by my stirrup with the same gesture and the same indirect form of asking. Why should I give thee anything?" inquired I. He smiled at the absurdity of the question, and repeated: "If it please God, mayst thou go in peace!" I was deaf to his demand. He became more earnest, still sticking to the same form. My donkey began to go. He thought that as I had spoken I must relent, and followed. Finding me, however, obdurate to the last, he dropped behind, still murmuring, though with a disappointed tone: "If it please God, mayst thou go on thy way in peace!" Next time I passed he kept aloof and remained silent, looking, however, benevolently at me. I called and gave him something, and was rewarded by his stereotyped good wishes for a prosperous journey in a very energetic tone. As he never went beyond these words, perhaps he knew no more of Arabic; but this polite and winning way of begging is general.

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The donkeys used by travellers at Essouan generally belong to the respectable people of the town, who let them out incidentally when they do not happen to want them. You seldom get the same two days following, but you get the same boy and the same saddle. Some of the boys are intelligent, but others are sadly stupid. There is a man who affects to be a guide, and entertains travellers who employ him with long speeches about his honesty and tenderness of conscience. Going through a field of clover one day, he interrupted a very flowery speech on this subject, by saying to the donkeyboy: "See, first, if nobody is looking, and then gather an armful of that burseen."

"Ho! ho!" quoth his employer, "is this your honesty?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, but recovering, said: "The owner of that field is my

particular friend; and if I were to ask him for the whole crop, he would give it to me."

made out the stripes and stars over a little boat snugly moored along the bank. A few minutes afterwards we heard the barking of dogs, got into a grove of trees, then into the dreaming village of Korore, parted with our sable little guide, and went away under a magnificent moon in search of the valley-road back. The lads who were with us talked of hyænas and jackals and sang with somewhat exaggerated boldness to scare them away; but we heard not a sound, not a rustle, and saw nothing but rocks and moonlight as we jogged quietly back to our boat.

GEYSER FOUNTAINS IN CALIFORNIA. A COMMUNICATION in the San Francisco Picayune, bearing the initials of Prof. Forest Shepherd, late of New Haven, gives the following account of a new order of California wonders:

At Mahatta, as I have hinted, there is nothing to tell of the neighborhood of the Cataracts. I do not remember that, even as the hush of noon came on, the roar of struggling waters reached our ear. It was some time subsequently that I went to view them from the shore. The road from Essouan was the same as that before described, only we had to push further on; and, on turning off again to the right, found ourselves in still more rugged defiles. We were obliged to dismount and scramble up on foot. Evening was drawing nigh; we wished to see the sun set, and made great exertions to reach the summit in time; but when we came almost at a run to the crest of the ridge, and saw the horizon, that had retreated to a vast distance, nothing but waves of purple light remained to greet us. I defy the world to produce a grander spectacle; but my pen has not the cunning to describe it. Indeed, Messrs. Editors:-In answer to your inquiry reI could not get to understand the secret of its gran- specting the geyser fountains on Pluton river, permit deur of the wonderful impression it made upon the me to say that my attention was first arrested at the mind. Was it the very paucity of its elements-remarkably peaceful and quiet thermal springs in billows of black rock congealed, but here and there Napa Valley, by the wonderful metamorphism of the edged, it seemed, with golden foam-valleys of rocks. It occurred to me that the springs, or the gloom, fading off on all sides, as it were, into sta- chemical action causing them, might have been instrutionary banks of smoke? Such was the huge set- mental in producing this change. On diligent inting of the picture. And what was the picture quiry, I learned that the Indians knew of a place itself? A river-a mighty current of water com- I was led to believe this from the fact that the springs where the heat was much greater formerly than now. ing out of one of the largest of these shadowy val- of Messrs. Ritchie and Tucker varied their temperature leys, and then breaking up into a thousand torrents four or five degrees in the space of three or four weeks. embracing a thousand islands, and meeting in a I next visited the place indicated by the Indians, and thousand eddying pools, with a hum, a buzz, a roar, found it perfectly tranquil externally, and nothing on that grew louder as the night came on; so that as the surface to attract special attention. But on digwe dragged along the precipitous path, our voices, ging down about two feet I found the heat increase hushed at first into a whisper by admiration of rapidly, so that I could not bear my hand in the earth. what we beheld, rose imperceptibly into a shout. I inserted the bulb of my thermometer, and the merI know not why in this lonely place, where cury instantly rose to one hundred and twenty deFrom observations already naught but the cataracts and the wind are to speak grees of Fahrenheit. at all—I know not why, I say, as the winds sink made in company with Prof. James Nooney, I was led and go away murmuring to other regions, this to believe there existed a line of thermal action under tumultuous chanting of the waters should increase in company with Mr. P. Cyrus, J. Cyrus, and B. F. the neighboring mountain chains, and, accordingly, in potency-why they should seem to grow more Briggs, (most excellent companions and expert huntrestless when naught but the owl, and the bat, and ers,) I travelled north-westerly in the line of thermal the robber-wolf is abroad, when all else is welcom-action, and after wandering through almost innumering the approach of sleep. Scientific men, eaves- able dense thickets, on the fourth day after leaving droppers of nature, will no doubt find out some explanation in the disposition of different strata of the atmosphere; but at that time I could not help thinking that we had come upon some great meeting of the water-sprites-some parliament of demons engaged in supernatural debate. The light was rapidly fading away over the untrodden desert, and whole troops of thin shadows were coming playing towards us. Islands began to quiver like rapids, and rapids seemed to grow solid like islands. A sad and silent black boy, who came to us, I know not how, hurried us along from bab to bab. We might almost have fancied ourselves guided by a familiar of the place, had he not taken care at length to tell us that he was unwilling to be benighted in that lonely place. He wanted to go home. And where was his home? Behind that great isolated rock at the village of Korore.

We scrambled over the slippery rocks, whilst the moon gradually substituted herself for the sun. To our surprise, as we came upon a little bay above one of the babs or gates, we heard a voice, with a peculiar twang, singing out a queer couplet, the first line of which, I think, was-" Hail, Columbia, happy land!" An American, in trying to get too near this "tarnation tempest in a teapot," had slipped into the water, and presently we actually

the head of Napa Valley, we arrived at an immense chasm full one thousand feet in depth, where the rocks had evidently been rent asunder by great violence. Here, in the bottom of the valley, we found a clear and beautiful river, and its terraced banks covered with a most luxuriant vegetation and spring flowers, on the 8th of February. This extraordinary the river, the earth grew warm under our feet, and as appearance was soon explained, for, on proceeding up we emerged from a thicket of evergreens bordering a deep fissure in the mountain side, the secret workings of the inner world suddenly burst upon our astonished senses. You may judge of my surprise, when I found myself not on the brink of a volcanic crater or salfatara, nor amid the salses of Humboldt, and yet the earth so hot as to burn my feet through the soles of my boots.

At no place was there any appearance of lava, but a powerful catalytic action going on, effecting the dissolution of every kind of rock, the evolution of steam through innumerable orifices, and sometimes in

columns rising, like that from an ocean steamer, one tion of sulphuretted hydrogen gas, the sudden formaor two hundred feet in height-also the decomposition of boiling hot water-the deposition of beautiful crystals of sulphur, and the formation of more or less sulphuric acid and an astonishing amount of metallic oxides, mineral salts, and the cementation of brecciated and conglomerate rock. The scene leads the

mind almost to bewilderment, and you tremble as you | The action on wood is also extraordinary. Prof. S. approach the geysers, lest, like the lamented Pliny, has many specimens of wood, of different kinds, emyou become a victim to your curiosity, especially bedded, and carefully watches the action upon it. In when you find yourself sinking, as did the writer, some banks you may find wood entirely petrified, and into the abyss below, by breaking through the thin in others changed to lignite or charcoal. crust under your feet. The spouting geysers, boiling maelstroms, springs of hot water, steam pipes, &c., probably exceed two hundred on a half mile square. The writer has commenced a series of experiments and improvements at the place, and has made arrangements to cut a road and erect a house on the premises, and in due time hopes to communicate to the public the result of his observations.

From the same paper.

In the space of thirty-six hours a green tree, which we put in, was so disfigured as not to be known, except by the part exposed outside, and beautiful crystals of sulphur formed at the point of contact with the external cold air. It is impossible to describe fully the intense interest this spot awakens. To be appreciated, it must be visited. The route lies through the beautiful valley of Napa, either by Benicia or Vallejo, along past the extraordinary thermal springs of Col. Ritchie; Mount St. Helena, through Beyreasa valley, to Mr. William McDonnell's, where Mr. B. F. Briggs will conduct visitors to this region of wonders. Yours, truly,

C. L. R.

P. S. It may be interesting to the public to know that Prof. S. has, with great care, selected the best route, and employed men to cut a road to the geysers

the road to be completed by the 10th of April next. Arrangements are also made for erecting a house for the accommodation of visitors.

C. L. R.

Correspondence of the San Francisco Courier.
Napa Co., March 22, 1851.

Last week the writer had an opportunity of accompanying Prof. S. to a most romantic and beautiful valley, probably one thousand feet or more in depth, and formed, no doubt, by the rending of mountains asunder, when at once bursts upon the eyes of the astonished spectator one of the most extraordinary scenes ever presented to the contemplation of man. It seemed as if the world's great workhouse was laid open, and Nature's hidden enginery exposed to view. About sunrise you could count from fifty to one hundred columns of steam rushing and shooting up rapidly, from the size of our ocean steamers down to engines of one or two horse-power. This is the view from the overhanging peaks. But as you approach the geysers, the interest increases until it reaches the The geyser fountains, which Prof. Shepherd has highest pitch of sublimity. Connected with some of lately introduced to the world, lay open at one view the steam-pipes are jets of steam and showers of scald- the extraordinary operations of subterranean heat ing water thrown out to a distance of some twenty or caused by chemical action instead of volcanic fire. thirty feet. Prof. S. was once badly scalded by com- The action now going on has evidently affected the ing in contact with one of these extra ejected showers. neighboring mountain chains very extensively, and at While you are gazing at this with your back to the no distant period. In one place, about forty miles sun, you see your own shadow embodied in the new from the geysers, Prof. S. broke open a hard rock of formed cloud, and a beautiful rainbow around your shell limestone, and found in it a perfect shark's head. As you then advance towards some of the tooth, with serrated edges precisely like the living In another place I saw other geysers, you hear the rushing of boiling whirl-species in our own waters. pools under your feet, and you hesitate to go forward, him break open limestone more recently formed, in lest the next step you break through into the fiery which were enclosed land snails, or helices, with per abyss. In the mean time, the ground sinks under fect shells, together with fragments of charcoal. In you, and you fall prostrate on the heated crust, or other places he found carbonized wood, petrified trees, grasp the branch of a tree, or a stone, or anything, to &c. A green tree, which I cut myself and put into save yourself from the certain destruction that awaits one of the steam fountains, was so altered, in less than you, provided you sink beneath. One of these places, forty-eight hours, that you could not distinguish terrific in its appearance, is called Agassiz Maelstrom; whether it was oak, ash, or elder. I have not time another, that boils up with violence above the surface, to speak of the hills of Obsidian, which appear not to and is naturally surrounded with a beautiful basin, have been formed by volcanic fire, but by the action with a powerful stream at its side, is called Silliman's of the geysers, and re-cemented into belts of conglomFountain; another, Pluto's Cauldron, &c. Great erate. In one of the caverns, I found groups of silken numbers of grizzly bears make their beds upon the fibrous crystals, white as snow, resembling the finest warm earth; also panthers, deer, hares and squirrels amianthus, which appeared more like vegetable growth make their habitation in the immediate vicinity. than a mineral formation. In other places, mounds One of the geysers is called Panther geyser, from of mineral salts are thrown up, embodying many the circumstance that Prof. S. roused up a huge pan-thousands of tons. In contemplating these vast and ther that was comfortably warming himself thereby, and seemed quite unwilling to yield the territory to scientific investigation. Vegetation exists in the greatest exuberance in this extraordinary spot, except where mineral salts are found in great profusion. Pure and crystal streams of hot water, as well as those angry and turbid, are flowing from the seat of action to the river Pluton, which is an eastern branch of Russian river. The finest baths, of all temperatures, are to be had here; also shower and vapor baths, hot and cold, as many of the springs have a fall of fifty or one hundred feet. In the opinion of Prof. S., tropical fruits and trees may be grown here on the grounds irrigated by the warm water; and he is already preparing to plant seeds from the isthmus. One thing remarkable is the change upon the rocks. Granite is made soft, so that you can cut it as easily as a loaf of bread. The hardest flint is either mouldered to powder or melted into a new conglomerate rock. The serpentine rocks are consumed like wood.

wonderful operations, the mind loses its strength and sinks into an impenetrable labyrinth; and the spectator is compelled to exclaim, "Marvellous are thy works, Lord God Almighty!" Such knowledge is too wonderful for us!

The geysers I cannot find language to describe. Curiosity impels you forward, and fear holds you back; and, while you are wavering in astonishment, the ground opens or sinks under your feet, and you arouse yourself with a mighty effort to escape the boiling maelstrom hitherto concealed below.

Had I time, I would like to speak of the beautiful Valley of Napa, the warm springs of Messrs. Ritchie and Tucker, the ascent of Mount St. Helena, and the copper plate engraving erected by the Russians on the summit-all of which I must for the present defer, and remain truly, Yours,

T. ADAMS.

From Fraser's Magazine. EPISODES OF INSECT LIFE.

PART II.

THE police of nature appears to be based upon the principle of general happiness without regard to individual suffering. A regular succession of vegetable and animal life is kept up, so as to ensure that this fair world-for a very fair world it is, notwithstanding the dark side which the living picture presents-should be full of as much enjoyment as is compatible with sublunary existence. But it is a world of checks.

A countless herd of zebras or gnus revel in the luxuriant herbage of Africa. The lion stalks in the midst of his living larder, and slays on the right hand and on the left; the survivors continue to crop the supply that mother earth unsparingly yields from her bosom-a supply that without such a check must fail, and consign multitudes to the horrors of starvation. In his turn the king of beasts succumbs to the assagai of the native or the rifle of a Gérard* or a Cumming.

In the air, from the eagle to the swallow, all winged creation is employed in keeping down the excess of birds and insects; to say nothing of mammiferous animals and reptiles, both of which, especially the smaller species, are subjected to the relentless rule of birds of prey.

In the waters, shoals bent on fulfilling the great law are followed by fishes of prey which cut a lane through them, as the swallow annihilates numbers of gnats when the bird dashes through the thickly thronged insect assembly, leaving the survivors to dance on. Yet these watery fields are always white to harvest in their season; and, after man, the arch-destroyer, has garnered up his plenteous animated crops, multitudes remain to continue the different species from generation to generation.

Every animal has its place assigned to it. The Great Artificer has provided for its well being, has given it an organization wonderfully adapted to its position, and instincts for its preservation. It is then left to the changes and chances of this mortal life.

The distributive justice with which the surface of our planet is meted out so that the greatest quantity of life may prevail in the allotted space, is as remarkable in the vegetable as it is in the animal kingdom. Wilcke well observes, that if the many thousand species of vegetables grew together in one and the same place, some would infallibly predominate over and extirpate others. And here, he justly remarks, we discover the most manifest tokens of the divine wisdom. Plants are separated and distributed over different parts of the world. Some are natives of India, that land of the sun, and other glowing regions, some of the temperate zone, and others of the polar circle. If we descend to particulars, we find that in every country different species have different stations assigned to them. The sea, lakes, marshes, valleys, fields-hills, rocks, and downs, that confront the dazzling beams of the day-star-shady places, that shrink from the ardor of his fiery tresses"-each and all have their peculiar Flora. Nay more, it may be safely said, as Wilcke has declared, that every plant has its different soil allotted to it. Sand, clay, chalk, each claim vegetable forms which by their vigorous growth attest the satisfactory pabulum derived from *Immortalized by Alexandre Dumas, as Le tueur de Lions.-Le Veloce.

the particular soil. For example, says he, Sweden produces about thirteen hundred different plants; these being each confined to their proper stations, there are seldom above fifty or a hundred to be found in a given place; by which it happens that no one plant can totally exclude another. Every plant flourishes best in its own station; if it intrude into another, it is, as a general rule, choked up by the native species, and, becoming sickly, is at last totally devoured by aphides and other insects. That these species may be less liable to oppress one another, some of them have their time of flowering in the spring, some in autumn, and others in summer.*

Without following Wilcke into the metaphorical regions where he has been led by his imagination while sustaining his proposition that nature had established a subordination and the appearance of police in the several vegetable tribes, we may, at least for the benefit of the socialists and red republicans who have done us the honor of visiting us in this eventful year, give a taste of his mode of looking at the subject. The mosses, he tells us, we may consider as the poor laborious peasants, occupying the most barren tracts of the earth, which they cover and mollify, dedicating their services to the other plants, that their roots may not be destroyed by the heat of the sun, or the rigor of the frost. The grasses he looks upon as the yeomanry of the vegetable kingdom. "They cover," says he, "the greatest part of the surface of the earth, and the more they are trodden under foot and oppressed, the more they extend their roots and endeavor to increase. Their multitude forms the strength of the state." All which we commend to the consideration of Mr. Cobden and the Manchester school.

Herbs, continues Wilcke, may be looked upon as the gentry; the luxuriance of their foliage, the splendor and beauty of their flowers, their smell, taste, and figure, give a kind of dignity to the vegetable community.

The trees, he opines, are to be esteemed the nobility of the vegetable state. Deeply rooted, they elevate their heads above their fellow-citizens and protect them from storms and those hot and cold visitations to which all citizens are more or less subject.

There are likewise, according to him, some classes of vegetables which have a species of chartered rights granted them by nature, a kind of exclusive privilege in their station, so that no other plants can make a forcible entry upon them, or if they do they easily expel the invaders. Thus the ranunculus ficaria, the allium ursinum, and the senecio saracenicus, exclude all other plants, and maintain their situation with a tenacity only to be equalled by the government under which we have the happiness to live.

If we cannot agree with Wilcke when he opposes the generally received opinion, that plants were created for the food and use of animals, we may concur with him when he asserts that animals were created on account of plants; for animals, doubtless, preserve a due proportion among vegetables, and while they adorn the scenes which the great theatre of nature presents to our admiring eyes, they consume everything superfluous and useless, removing all impurities, multiplying plants by dissemination, and serving them in many other respects.

That insects are the most numerous ministers of * Am. Acad.

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