CHAPTER X.

AURORA BOREALIS, OR NORTHERN LIGHTS, MOST FREQUENTLY SEEN IN NORTHERN

CLIMATES--CALLED MERRY DANCERS--ROSE TINTS--TINT-LIKE APPEARANCE--LADY

MARY FRIGHTENED.

One evening, just as Mrs. Frazer was preparing to undress Lady Mary, Miss

Campbell, her governess, came into the nursery, and taking the little girl

by the hand, led her to the window, and bade her look out on the sky

towards the north, where a low dark arch, surmounted by an irregular

border, like a silver fringe, was visible. For some moments Lady Mary

stood silently regarding this singular appearance; at length she said, "It

is a rainbow, Miss Campbell; but where is the sun that you told me shone

into the drops of rain to make the pretty colours?"

"It is not a rainbow, my dear; the sun has been long set."

"Can the moon make rainbows at night?" asked the little girl.

[Illustration: THE AURORA BOREALIS]

"The moon does sometimes, but very rarely, make what is called a _lunar_

rainbow. Luna was the ancient name for the moon. But the arch you now see

is caused neither by the light of the sun nor of the moon, but is known by

the name of Aurora Borealis, or Northern Lights. The word Aurora means

morning or dawn; and Borealis, northern. You know, my dear, what is meant

by the word dawn; it is the light that is seen in the sky before the sun

rises."

Lady Mary replied, "Yes, Miss Campbell, I have often seen the sun rise,

and once very early too, when I was ill, and could not sleep, for nurse

lifted me in her arms out of bed, and took me to the window. The sky was

all over of a bright golden colour, with streaks of rosy red; and nurse

said, 'It is dawn; the sun will soon be up.' And I saw the beautiful sun

rise from behind the trees and hills. He came up so gloriously, larger

than when we see him in the middle of the sky, and I could look at him

without hurting my eyes."

"Sunrise is indeed a glorious sight, my dear; but He who made the sun is

more glorious still. Do you remember what we read yesterday in the

Psalms?--

"Verse 1 The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament

showeth His handywork.

2 One day telleth another and one night certifieth another.

3 There is neither speech nor language, but their voices are heard

among them.

5 In them hath He set a tabernacle for the sun which cometh forth

as a bridegroom out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a giant

to run his course.

"The Northern Lights, Lady Mary, are frequently visible in Canada, but are

most brilliant in the colder regions near the North Pole, where they serve

to give light during the dark season to those dismal countries from which

the sun is so many months absent. The light of the Aurora Borealis is so

soft and beautiful, that any object can be distinctly seen; though in

those cold countries there are few human beings to be benefited by this

beautiful provision of Nature."

"The wild beasts and birds must be glad of the pretty lights," said the

child thoughtfully; for Lady Mary's young heart always rejoiced when she

thought that God's gifts could be shared by the beasts of the field and

the fowls of the air, as well as by mankind.

"Look now, my dear," said Miss Campbell, directing the attention of her

pupil to the horizon; "what a change has taken place whilst we have been

speaking! See, the arch is sending up long shafts of light; now they

divide, and shift from side to side, gliding along among the darker

portions of vapour like moving pillars."

"Ah, there, there they go!" cried the little girl, clapping her hands with

delight. "See, nurse, how the pretty lights chase each other and dance

about! Up they go, higher and higher! How pretty they look! But now they

are gone! They are fading away. I am so sorry," said the child,

despondingly, for a sudden cessation had taken place in the motions of the

heavens.

"We will go in for a little time, my dear," said her governess, "and then

look out again. Great changes take place sometimes in these aerial

phenomena in a few minutes."

"I suppose," said Lady Mary, "these lights are the same that the peasants

of Northern England and Ireland call the Merry Dancers?"

"Yes, they are the same, and they fancy that they are seen when war and

troubles are about to break out. But this idea is a very ignorant one, for

were that the case, some of the cold countries of the world, where the sky

is illumined night after night by the Aurora Borealis, would be one

continual scene of misery. I have seen in this country a succession of

these lights for four or five successive nights. This phenomenon owes its

origin to _electricity_, which is a very wonderful agent in nature, and

exists in various bodies, perhaps in all created things. It is this that

shoots across the sky in the form of lightning, and causes the thunder to

be heard, circulates in the air we breathe, occasions whirlwinds,

waterspouts, earthquakes, and volcanoes, and makes one substance attract

another.

"Look at this piece of amber. If I rub it on the table, it will become

warm to the touch. Now I will take a bit of thread and hold near it. See,

the thread moves towards the amber and clings to it. Sealing-wax and many

other substances when heated have this property. Some bodies give out

flashes and sparks by being rubbed. If you stroke a black cat briskly in

the dark, you will see faint flashes of light come from her fur, and on

very cold nights in the winter season, flannels that are worn next the

skin crackle and give sparks when taken off and shaken."

These things astonished Lady Mary. She tried the experiment with the amber

and thread, and was much amused by seeing the thread attracted; and she

wanted to see the sparks from the cat's back, only there happened,

unfortunately, to be no black cat or kitten in Government House. Mrs.

Frazer, however, promised to procure a beautiful black kitten for her,

that she might enjoy the singular sight of the electric sparks from its

coat; and Lady Mary wished winter were come, that she might see the sparks

from her flannel petticoat and hear the sounds.

"Let us now go and look out again at the sky," said Miss Campbell; and

Lady Mary skipped joyfully through the French window to the balcony, but

ran back, and flinging her arms about her nurse, cried out, in accents of

alarm, "Nurse, nurse, the sky is all closing together! Oh, Miss Campbell,

what shall we do?"

"There is no cause for fear, my dear child; do not be frightened. There is

nothing to harm us."

Indeed, during the short time they had been absent, a great and remarkable

change had taken place in the appearance of the sky. The electric fluid

had diffused itself over the face of the whole heavens; the pale

colour of the streamers had changed to bright rose, pale violet, and

greenish-yellow. At the zenith, or that part more immediately overhead, a

vast ring of deep indigo was presented to the eye, from this swept down,

as it were a flowing curtain of rosy light which wavered and moved

incessantly, as if agitated by a gentle breeze, though a perfect stillness

reigned through the air. The child's young heart was awed by this sublime

spectacle, it seemed to her as if it were indeed the throne of the great

Creator of the world that she was gazing upon, and she veiled her face in

her nurse's arms and trembled exceedingly, even as the children of Israel

when the fire of Mount Sinai was revealed, and they feared to behold the

glory of the Most High God. After a while, Lady Mary, encouraged by the

cheerful voices of her governess and nurse, ventured to look up to watch

the silver stars shining dimly as from beneath a veil, and she whispered

to herself the words that her governess had before repeated to her "The

heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament sheweth his

handywork."

After a little while, Mrs. Frazer thought it better to put Lady Mary to

bed, as she had been up much longer than usual, and Miss Campbell was

afraid lest the excitement should make her ill, but the child did not soon

fall asleep, for her thoughts were full of the strange and glorious things

she had seen that night.

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