The Washington times., 1922-10-30
A Small Lost World in a
Universe of Water
Sighting of the Azores Is One Incident of Voyage
Across the Atlantic.

Across the Atlantic.
As you cross Atlantic by the Southern route the sight
Ing incident of your voyage Just before
daybeak the ship shaking and the passengers reused by the
deep of the big steam whistle
One by shyerng forms stragge up from below like
reluctant spirits answering last call Bare feet In
slippers and shverng forms with overcoats nghgown
gradually line the rails
On the left there appears apparently heavy dark bank
Of clouds
THE Azores shouts from the bridge your yellow
whkered captain looking cheerful and warm as though
i
You watch hiver and blink the light grows stronger be-
hind re pinh clouds the east The dark cloud settles
into so land You clearly Sharply outlined against
the sky IS, forty miles long, mammoth with huge
tssth reg harp The power of odtme volcanoes made
ali CT that ao and those sharp awteeth pointing toward
but ns the power that lies hidden below
Between AID the Frightening SUNRISE suspended in the
watches the Sc or you through the night He calls out and
ahead to the lett small boat filled with human beings
plough through such boats-bu out the
just well inside the biggest courthouse LAW
boat '' WV ' '
You realize the power and beauty Of law as governor
thousand miles into the sea- You think Of the Laws Of the
universe that stretch the Of time
and space protecting ALL, and nsurng ultimate fuflment
Of the destinies of all the worlds
As those fishermen of the Azores work safely under fur
protection their little great ocean we
in little world little Insignificant space
work out tiny problems safely under the splendid
of point of which know nothing
The light of the rising brings from shore many
other small boats each with its load of who
the steamship and cheer against the sound the
and wind To them that ship like the fast that
the country railroad station the that whrs round
our sun and off again.
Those fishermen feel that THEY the REAL world the
steamship and outside creation only half imagined
estng phenomena You look down from the deck
fishermen unreal little your European ex
curson And the two sets of human beings their
to each nothing important that which each doing
There great planets and that roll past
this cosmic of ether Our pathetic little round earth
looks to them that fishing of you
And WE think of those great inerstelar
fisherman his little boat thinks of the ner-he great
star to us merely interesting feature of OUR sky And
actually wonder whether any thought on that big
distant sun any intelligence the ship that poughs
ocean Of imitless space.
The high bridge volcanic peaks others near it are
made fertile and by soil gradually developed through
birds.
The tops of the lava Lakes of black
Ta'ef III some OF the quiet craters Only here and there,
ne rising sulphur smoke from rocky ssues tells
power smoulderng.
The last great eruption of the volcanoes occurred little
you speak of danger They forget that hundred years
the earth life as two minutes in the life of
what man did two minutes since he may do again
Fences built the fields of thin that cover the
va Each inch of that land thrown up by fire belongs to
canyons running from the mountain tops the edge
canyons made by pouring lava by the splitting
Mountains under fearful pressure
Children play about the blocks lavaand all their lives
no matter where they those children will that
island the only real home and of black blocks
hs the only REAL kind of stone
frcr your passing boat you these children
thei lit lives lost in the far off unmporan
81" hVc2 u; = fish that swim below you.
Bu ID playing there today may be like that other
aro child Napoleon and live make the of the world
talk about the island that bred him Or better one
OF tn children with brain made powerful by solitude and
noble theurh have the idea that shall help ALL teach
US more to think kindly each other help each
other instead of passing each other coldy nderenty
the steamship passes the little far-off island.