"Then down on our poor habitation What numberless evils will fall, When the heavens demand liquidation, Why all will go smash, and then all Society come to an end. Soon out of the sleepy affair His way will each traveller wend, No testament leaving, nor heir." The cooling of the sun must, however, take place very gradually, as no cooling has been perceived during the existence of man; and the growth of plants in the earliest geological ages, and the life of animals, prove that for so long a time it has been within the limits within which life has been possible--and we may look forward to as long in the future. It is not of course the time when the sun will become a dark ball, surrounded by illuminated planets, that we must reckon as the end of the earth. Life would have ceased long before that stage--no man will witness the death of the sun. [Illustration: PLATE XVI.--THE END OF THE WORLD.] The diminution of the sun's heat would have for its natural effect the enlargement of the glacial zones! the sea and the land in those parts of the earth would cease to support life, which would gradually be drawn closer to the equatorial belt. Man, who by his nature and his intelligence is best fitted to withstand cold climates, would remain among the last of the inhabitants, reduced to the most miserable nourishment. Drawn together round the equator, the last of the sons of earth would wage a last combat with death, and exactly as the shades approached, would the human genius, fortified by all the acquirements of ages past--give out its brightest light, and attempt in vain to throw off the fatal cover that was destined to engulf him. At last, the earth, fading, dry, and sterile, would become an immense cemetery. And it would be the same with the other planets. The sun, already become red, would at last become black, and the planetary system would be an assemblage of black balls revolving round a larger black ball. Of course this is all imaginary, and cannot affect ourselves, but the very idea of it is melancholy, and enough to justify the words of Campbell:-- "For this hath science searched on weary wing By shore and sea--each mute and living thing, Or round the cope her living chariot driven And wheeled in triumph through the signs of heaven. Oh, star-eyed science, hast thou wandered there To waft us home the message of despair?" In reality, as we know nothing of the origin, so we know nothing of the end of the world; and where so much has been accomplished, there are obviously infinite possibilities enough to satisfy the hopes of every one. While some stars may be fading, others may be rising into their place, and man need not be identified with one earth alone, but may rest content in the idea that the life universal is eternal. THE END. LONDON: P. CLAY, SONS, AND TAYLOR, PRINTERS. TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES: 1. Passages in italics are surrounded by _underscores_.