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We seem to think that the earth has sown all her wild oats, that her

riotous youth is far behind her, and that she is now passing into a

serene old age. Had we lived during any of the great periods of the

past, we might have had the same impression, so tranquil, for the

most part, has been the earth's history, so slow and rhythmical have

been the beats of the great clock of time. We see this in the

homogeneity of the stratified rocks, layer upon layer for thousands

of feet as uniform in texture and quality as the goods a modern

factory turns out, every yard of it like every other yard. No hitch

or break anywhere. The bedding-planes of many kinds of rock occur at

as regular intervals as if they had been determined by some kind of

machinery. Here, on the formation where I live, there are alternate

layers of slate and sandstone, three or four inches thick, for

thousands of feet in extent; they succeed each other as regularly as

the bricks and mortar in a brick wall, and are quite as homogeneous.

What does this mean but that for an incalculable period the

processes of erosion and deposition went on as tranquilly as a

summer day? There was no strike among the workmen, and no change in

the plan of the building, or in the material.

The Silurian limestone, the old red sandstone, the Hamilton flag,

the Oneida conglomerate, where I have known them, are as homogeneous

as a snowbank, or as the ice on a mountain lake; grain upon grain,

all from the same source in each case, and sifted and sorted by the

same agents, and the finished product as uniform in color and

quality as the output of some great mill.

Then, after a vast interval, there comes a break: something like an

end and a new beginning, as if one day of creation were finished and

a new one begun. The different formations lie unconformably upon

each other, which means revolution of some sort. There has been a

strike or a riot in the great mill, or it has lain idle for a long

period, and when it has resumed, a different product is the result.

Something happened between each two layers. What?

Though in remote geological ages the earth-building and

earth-shaping forces were undoubtedly more active than they are now,

and periods of deformation and upheaval were more frequent, yet had

we lived in any of those periods we should probably have found the

course of nature, certainly when measured by human generations, as

even and tranquil as we find it to-day. The great movements are so

slow and gentle, for the most part, that we should not have been

aware of them had we been on the spot. Once in a million or a

half-million years there may have been terrific earthquakes and

volcanic eruptions, such as seem to have taken place in Tertiary

time, and at the end of the Palaeozoic period. Yet the vast

stretches of time between were evidently times of tranquillity.

It is probable that the great glacial winter of Pleistocene times

came on as gradually as our own winter, or through a long period of

slowly falling temperature, and as it seems to have been many

hundred thousand times as long, this preceding period, or great

fall, was probably equally long--so long that the whole of recorded

human history would form but a small fraction of it. It may easily

be, I think, that we are now living in the spring of the great cycle

of geologic seasons. The great ice-sheet has withdrawn into the Far

North like snowbanks that linger in our wood in late spring, where

it still covers Greenland as it once covered this country. When the

season of summer is reached, some hundreds of thousands of years

hence, it may be that tropical life, both animal and vegetable, will

again flourish on the shores of the Arctic Ocean, as it did in

Tertiary times. And all this change will come about so quietly and

so slowly that nobody will suspect it.

That the crust of the earth is becoming more and more stable seems a

natural conclusion, but that all folding and shearing and disruption

of the strata are at an end, is a conclusion we cannot reach in the

face of the theory that the earth is shrinking as it cools.

The earth cools and contracts with almost infinite slowness, and the

great crustal changes that take place go on, for the most part, so

quietly and gently that we should not suspect them were we present

on the spot, and long generations would not suspect them. Elevations

have taken place across the beds of rivers without deflecting the

course of the river; the process was so slow that the river sawed

down through the rock as fast as it came up. Nearly all the great

cosmic and terrestrial changes and revolutions are veiled from us by

this immeasurable lapse of time.

Any prediction about the permanence of the land as we know it, or as

the race has known it, or of our immunity from earthquakes or

volcanic eruptions, or of a change of climate, or of any cosmic

catastrophe, based on human experience, is vain and worthless. What

is or has been in man's time is no criterion as to what will be in

God's time. The periods of great upheaval and deformation in the

earth's crust appear to be separated by millions of years. Away back

in pre-Cambrian times, there appear to have been immense periods

during which the peace and repose of the globe were as profound as

in our own time. Then at the end of Palaeozoic time--how many

millions of years is only conjectural--the truce of aeons was

broken, and the dogs of war let loose; it was a period of revolution

which resulted in the making of one of our greatest

mountain-systems, the Appalachian, and in an unprecedented

extinction of species. Later eras have witnessed similar

revolutions. Why may they not come again? The shrinking of the

cooling globe must still go on, and this shrinking must give rise to

surface disturbances and dislocations, maybe in the uplift of new

mountain-ranges from the sea-bottom, now undreamed of, and in

volcanic eruptions as great as any in the past. Such a shrinkage and

eruption made the Hawaiian Islands, probably in Tertiary times; such

a shrinkage may make other islands and other continents before

another period of equal time has elapsed.

Of course the periods and eras into which the geologists divide

geologic time are as arbitrary as the months and seasons into which

we divide our year, and they fade out into each other in much the

same way; but they are really as marked as our seasonal divisions.

Not in their climates--for the climate of the globe seems to have

been uniformly warm from pole to pole, without climatic zones,

throughout the vast stretch of Palaeozoic and Mesozoic times--but in

the succession of animal and vegetable life which they show. The

rocks are the cemeteries of the different forms of life that have

appeared upon the globe, and here the geologist reads their

succession in time, and assigns them to his geologic horizons

accordingly. The same or allied forms appeared upon all parts of the

earth at approximately the same time, so that he can trace his

different formations around the world by the fossils they hold. Each

period had its dominant forms. The Silurian was the great age of

trilobites; the Devonian, the age of fishes; Mesozoic times swarm

with the gigantic reptiles; and in Tertiary times the mammals are

dominant. Each period and era has its root in that which preceded

it. There were rude, half-defined fishes in the Silurian, and

probably the beginning of amphibians in the Devonian, and some small

mammalian forms in the Mesozoic time, and doubtless rude studies of

the genus Homo in Tertiary times. Nature works up her higher forms

Jike a human inventor from rude beginnings. Her first models barely

suggest her later achievements.

In the vegetable world it has been the same; from the first simple

algae in the Cambrian seas up to the forests of our own times, the

gradation is easily traced. Step by step has vegetable life mounted.

The great majority of the plants and animals of one period fail to

pass over into the next, just as our spring flowers fail to pass

over into summer, and our summer flowers into fall. But the law of

evolution is at work, and life always rises on stepping-stones of

its dead self to higher things.

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