ALEXANDER VON HUMBOLDT.

After every deduction has been made he yet stands before us as a

colossal figure not unworthy to take his place beside Goethe as

the representative of the scientific side of the culture of his

country.—_Encyclopædia Britannica._

The Cataracts of the Orinoco.

The impression which a scene makes upon us is not so deeply fixed by the

peculiarities of the country as by the light, the clear azure or the deep

shade of low lying clouds, under which hill and river lie. In the same

way descriptions of scenes impress us with more or less force according

as they harmonize with our emotions. In our inner susceptible soul the

physical world is reflected true and life-like. What gives its peculiar

character to a landscape, to the outline of the mountain range which

borders the dimly distant horizon, to the darkness of the pine forest, to

the mountain stream which rushes madly between overhanging cliffs? They

all stand in strange mysterious relations with the inner life of man,

and on these relations rest the nobler share of enjoyment which nature

affords. Nowhere does she impress us more strongly with consciousness of

her greatness; nowhere does she speak more powerfully to us than under

the Indian heavens. If I venture here to describe that country may I hope

that its peculiar charm will not remain unfelt? The memory of a distant

richly-endowed land, the glimpse of a luxuriant, vigorous plant-life

refreshes and strengthens the mind as the restless worn spirit finds

pleasure in youth and its strength.

Western currents and tropical winds favor the voyage over the peaceful

straits which fill up the wide valley between America and western Africa.

Before the coast appears one notices that the waves foam and dash

over each other. Sailors who were unacquainted with the region would

suspect shallows to be near, or fresh water springs, such as are in

mid ocean among the Antilles. As the garnet coast of Guiana draws near

there appears the wide mouth of a mighty stream. It bursts forth like a

shoreless sea and covers the surrounding ocean with fresh water. The name

Orinoco which the first discoverers gave to the river, and which owes

its origin to a confusion of language, is unknown in the interior of the

country, for the uncivilized inhabitants give names to only those objects

which might easily be mistaken for others. The Orinoco, the Amazon, the

Magdalena are called simply the river, in some cases perhaps, the great

river, the great water, when the inhabitants wish to distinguish them

from a small stream.

The current which the Orinoco causes between the continent of South

America and the island of Trinidad is so powerful that ships which

attempt to struggle against it with outspread sails are scarcely able to

make any headway. This desolate and dangerous place is called the Gulf

of Sorrow; the entrance is the Dragon’s Head. Here lonely cliffs rise

tower-like in the raging flood. They mark the old, rocky isthmus which,

cut off by the current, once joined the island of Trinidad and the coast

of Venezuela.

The appearance of this country first convinced the hardy discoverer,

Colon, of the existence of the American continent. Acquainted with

nature as he was he concluded that so monstrous a body of fresh water

could only be collected by a great number of streams, and that the land

which supplied this water must be a continent and not an island. As the

followers of Alexander believed the Indus, filled with crocodiles, was a

branch of the Nile, so Colon concluded that this new continent was the

easterly coast of the far away Asia. The coolness of the evening air, the

clearness of the starry firmament, the perfume of the flowers borne on

the breeze, all led him to believe that he had approached the garden of

Eden, the sacred home of the first human beings. The Orinoco seemed to

him one of the four streams which are said to flow from Paradise, and to

water the plants of the newly-planted earth.

This poetical passage taken from Colon’s diary has a peculiar interest.

It shows anew how the fancies of the poet are in the discoverer as in

every great human character.

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