Warren sheaf., 1905-09-14
THE REsrLEss SEA.

s~HS DSAoA4S WYE VAO S000l
these notes wants US to write something
about the ocean, the wonderful waste
Of waters Of which he has read, butt
has never seen. He has found out that
the sea covers large part Of the face
Of the earth and has a history all its
own. The ocean Is many sided, its
moo6 mysterious, its power almost
immhsurable. Ones first Impression
OF It = that of its illimitable expanse,
that sense Of infinity Of space which
comes to us as we gaze at the stars In
blue black sky on winters night,
sense that here Is something which
neither the changing seasons nor the
lapse and wear and tear of time can
ever AFFECT, and with it all an over
poweStng sense Of the utter insignif-
canc6 OF man. It has language of Its
own. IN Incompatible music, giving as
1t ia touched by the zephyr or the tenn
pest winds harmon1es which run from
the lullaby Of summer sea to the an
cry diapason Of storm swept waters.
Its restless bosom ever heaves even I'M
the cdlmest weather, the crested waves
as they break on quiet shores telling
of storms and great winds which long
since died away, the tireless swell be-
ing the stored energy of the winds Of
all ATTITUDES. The murmur Of the sea
is music to all land dwellers, whether
1t be the monotonous roll Of breakers
on a lee shore or the crash Of noun
tains of green water on Deetling cliffs.
and one born to the music and moods
Of the ocean is ever their slave, more so
than Is the Arab in love with the des-
ert or the hoodlum with the slums Of
the great city. 1t possesses wonder
full color scheme-blue as the heavens
of June day when it smiles upon it.,
grim, gray and gloomy when shrouded
with cloud rack and tempest, green Of
richest emerald as fair winds feck it's
surface with whitecaps, black as night
when 1t shrinks from the impact Of the
typhoon or the cyclone. It has, more
over, wonderful life Of it's own, all
the myriad life Of the great deep-the
bird life which on tireless wings ever
circles the seattle frigate bird, the al
batross, Mother Carey's chickens and
the uncounted millions of sea birds
which live on it and in it and from it.
And then the life Of the water itself
the uncanny monsters Of the deep, the
fish In endless type, some In such vast
schools as to be unbelievable. Then
the she'll fe--thes mollusk IN infinite
variety, with the wal1'us, the seal and
their kind which are at home on both
land and sea. Then there is the deep
sea life-the queer things which live
in the ever dark and fathomless abyss
Of the deep sea. While the land Is
most prolific of life, it Is not more so
than the sea. The harvest Of the sea
is as much harvest as Is the ingath-
ering Of the crops Of the land. Millions
of money and vast armies Of men are
associated with the fish harvest the
salmon Of the Pacific. The cod Of the
Banks. the herring of the NORTH sea,
the seals oe Newfoundland and Ldbra-
dor and Alaskan peninsula and TIE
oysters and Holsters Of the Atlantic
coast. For centuries the ocean dep.
arated the peoples Of the earth, toemed
the dividing lines between nations, be-
gat peculiar peoples and many tongues,
but in these latter days man has mas
tered 1t, and now the high seas have
become the worlds great highway Of
commerce and communication. Every
man and woman should see the ocean
before they die, for not to have seen 1t
In some Of the phases referred to Is to
have missed the greatest sight in the
whole world