The Chautauquan, Vol. 03, January 1883: A Monthly Magazine Devoted to the Promotion of True Culture.; Organ of the Chautauqua Literary and Scientific CircleChautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle
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The Chautauquan, Vol. 03, January 1883: A Monthly Magazine Devoted to the Promotion of True Culture.; Organ of the Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle
Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle
Chautauqua Institution -- Periodicals; Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle -- Periodicals
Geology will help you to do that, as the Bishop said yesterday, it will
give you visions of the infinite possibilities of yourselves when you
once align yourselves with God and live up to the truth. God has put
into your hands the power to subordinate this globe, its storms, its
climates, and their condition; you want geology for that. You want to
begin to know these rocks at Chautauqua. I would like to put in your
collection first, all the stones in the vicinity of Chautauqua. Go
out into the quarry, with its masonry that God has built. Here you
find the stones all covered over with God’s hieroglyphics, here they
are, corals, shells, and things that were alive. If you knew a way
of petrifying these trees and plants, would you not think it was a
pleasing way and do it? Here it is done. Here you have a study, a whole
natural history, a whole natural creation that God made in order to
make man possible, and capable of producing grain and grass and flower
to make man live, all depending upon the fact that these rocks were
built up as you find them to-day.
You find the old rocks arranged in strata, layers. You have them there
by the depot. How was that? Go by the hillside. Let a portion of the
drops of rain get together and make a stream, and they will form a
gulley. What do you see? The soil has been washed out, and the material
of the soil has been spread out. A pond, perhaps, will be there, such
as you and I used to navigate, and then it dries up on the surface,
and cracks at right angles. Here it is. There was a little mud puddle,
and it cracked when it dried up. If you will take up a piece of it,
you will find that it is arranged in layers. Here, see that. Through
all that summer, and the previous summer, there was a succession of
storms, and each one brought its contribution to the whole. If it was a
big storm, it was thick, if a little storm, it was thin. Just like the
exogenous trees. You count the lines of growth, and know the age of the
tree. We have one layer spread over the other, all little volumes, but
when it has quit growing, as in libraries, you will have a thick book.
So, I say the layers write the storms of the past.
What else would we find there? If there were snails, leaves and
sticks, they would be carried down and buried in the mud. If we take
a section, and take out all that loose stuff, we have a section which
gives a history of the different seasons, and the animals and plants
that washed in there during the time that little mud puddle had been
in existence. That is the beginning, the starting point of all the
knowledge of the rocks; to begin right by us and see what is done now,
and observe that wearing action. If you will go from that little gulley
on the hillside to a larger valley, and still larger, to the great
valley of the Mississippi, you will find the same thing repeated.
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