Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1868-09-13

hot fever-haunted plains OF Airiea Ioi
the sake of unwilling the sources Of the
Nile and are rewarded by seeing the
cleaning waters of three great lakes
Tanganyika, the Victoria, and the Albert
rolling their waves beneath them, and
spreading away in the blue distance far
beyond what eye can reach or by view
ing the mighty Nile, as it leaps down
the Napoleon Falls, and commences its
Journey to the valley-land Of Egypt,
which itself has made, and which 1t
yearly irrigates with its fertilizing waters.
Livingstone, the greatest of African ex-
plorers,-an humble-bOrn, high-souled,
hard-headed Scotchman Tired with the
inaction and restlessness of common
missionary life, crosses intertropical At
RIGA from sea to sea, discovering in sue
cession Lakes Ngami, 15Shirwa and Nyassa,
the great Zambesi River with its Victoria
Falls, far exceeding in magnitude, though
perhaps not in effect, the Falls ofNiagara;
not forgetting the Dakota land, g where"
as the natives say, " there is no hunger
a blessed land, truly, where the soil, is
so rich and the climate so benign, that
even without aid from the chase-with-
out pursuing the herds Of Glands and
springbok that frequent the plains, or
the countless hippopotami who wallow
in the river, land whose flesh is as the
flesh of pork to eat the soil itself yields
to the unskilled and light-sitting labor
of the natives an %abundaney of food. Is
not that a land where civilization should
one day arise and blossom into new
shapes?-a land where, all the necessa-
ries of life being ~abundantly supplied to
all, the daily bread being ever made sure,
the higher part of human nature may
develop itself without obstruction, CIV
ing reins to thought, imagination, art,
unfettered by that reflection which SO
often stays the hand of genius when
about to engage in some royal work
some masterpiece-that ugly chilling
whisper" Meanwhile, how can l liver,
David Livingstone's name will stand
forever in the front rank of the heroes
of discovery. "Some people, said Liv-
ingstone, "may bring against me the
charge of enthusiasm. l only wish L de-
served it; for nothing good or great has
ever been accomplished without it"
And now Sherard Osborn wants to sail
for the Pole. He has been among the
ice-felds before he makes light Of their
dangers, and longs to return to them on
a still grander mission. Science says
that there are two points of greatest cold,
one to the west, the otherto the east OF the
Pole-the former about Melville Island,
the latter to the north of Siberia-and
| between them lies regions of lesser cold.
"Onlv eleven degrees ofcOld atthe Pole
How attractive |! True, such a degree
of cold would be described as almost I'M
comfortable if it were to befall us even
| for a day in comfortable London. But
it is luxury to men like Osborn or
McLintock, who have wintered amid the
perennial ice of Melville Island. Only
eleven degrees of cold! Why, what
stretches of unfrozen sea there must be
in summer-long reaches of open water
running deep into the ~ice-continent, and
leading up to the Pole itself. Nay, is there
not the vision of a Polar Sea to lure on
bold adventures in their search-a
wide basin of sea girdled all round by
ice, but aver free and in motion, with Its
waves breaking into white crests as they
roll wei the blue expanse, disPOrting
themselves above the very acme of our
globe? That Polar Sea rises before the
mental sight of our Arctic explorers as
Eldorado did in the imagination of Ra-
leighan the adventures of the sixteenth
century or as the dimly remembered
Italian palace, with its cleaning marble
pillars, rose up before the yearning
heart of Goethe's Mignon. Let us &C
to it." says Sherard Osborn. What Is
life without adventure? What would
England be without that daring
spirit? VIII not our navy, the right
arm of the national strength in war, grow
weak and palsied if we do not find scope
for the adventurous spirit of both mel
and officers?