Fragments of Science: A Series of Detached Essays, Addresses, and Reviews. V. 1-2Tyndall, John
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Fragments of Science: A Series of Detached Essays, Addresses, and Reviews. V. 1-2
Tyndall, John
Chemistry; Physics; Science
To complete my knowledge I desired to see the fall from the river
below it, and long negotiations were necessary to secure the means of
doing so. The only boat fit for the undertaking had been laid up for
the winter; but this difficulty, through the kind intervention of Mr.
Townsend, was overcome. The main one was to secure oarsmen
sufficiently strong and skilful to urge the boat where I wished it to
be taken. The son of the owner of the boat, a finely-built young
fellow, but only twenty, and therefore not sufficiently hardened, was
willing to go; and up the river, it was stated, there lived another
man who could do anything with the boat which strength and daring
could accomplish. He came. His figure and expression of face
certainly indicated extraordinary firmness and power. On Tuesday,
November 5, we started, each of us being clad in oilcloth. The elder
oarsman at once assumed a tone of authority over his companion, and
struck immediately in amid the breakers below the American Fall. He
hugged the cross freshets instead of striking out into the smoother
water. I asked him why he did so, and he replied that they were
directed outwards, not downwards. The struggle, however, to prevent
the bow of the boat from being turned by them, was often very severe.
The spray was in general blinding, but at times it disappeared and
yielded noble views of the fall. The edge of the cataract is crimped
by indentations which exalt its beauty. Here and there, a little
below the highest ledge, a secondary one juts out; the water strikes
it and bursts from it in huge protuberant masses of foam and spray. We
passed Goat Island, came to the Horseshoe, and worked for a time along
its base, the boulders over which Conroy and myself had scrambled a
few days previously lying between us and the cataract. A rock was
before us, concealed and revealed at intervals, as the waves passed
over it. Our leader tried to get above this rock, first on the
outside of it. The water, however, was here in violent motion. The
men struggled fiercely, the older one ringing out an incessant peal of
command and exhortation to the younger. As we were just clearing the
rock, the bow came obliquely to the surge; the boat was turned
suddenly round and shot with astonishing rapidity down the river. The
men returned to the charge, now trying to get up between the
half-concealed rock and the boulders to the left. But the torrent set
in strongly through this channel. The tugging was quick and violent,
but we made little way. At length, seizing a rope, the principal
oarsman made a desperate attempt to get upon one of the boulders,
hoping to be able to drag the boat through the channel; but it bumped
so violently against the rock, that the man flung himself back and
relinquished the attempt.
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