The Evacuation of England: The Twist in the Gulf StreamGratacap, L. P. (Louis Pope)
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The Evacuation of England: The Twist in the Gulf Stream
Gratacap, L. P. (Louis Pope)
Climatic changes -- Fiction; Great Britain -- Fiction
The pressure of popular approval hastened, in the Parliament, the
formulation of a plan for the slow and careful removal of the
population. The Law of Exodus, as it was termed, was a thoroughly
English legislative work. And that meant a wise, adequate and
deliberate evacuation. It involved a re-tabulation, so to speak, of
the wealth and occupations of the individuals of the country, and
so adjusted their departure, their association, their duties, their
facilities and trades, that the least competition would arise in the
new quarters, and then they were also so distributed in the colonies,
that they met the requirements of these, as it was ascertained, from
the authorities, the latter demanded. Thousands upon thousands had
already sailed away, forming for themselves combinations as their
acquaintances and connexions permitted, and still other thousands, with
property invested abroad made a home in the land in which their support
lay. A singular consequence of the situation was the speculative
gale it produced in America, where large amounts of unemployed or
released capital took flight. It settled tumultuously in Wall Street,
voraciously attacking every variety of security, and driving stock
values out of sight in a tremendous boom that disconcerted the tried
veterans of the famous mart.
All the time the Londoner was himself gaining some convincing insight
into the dread nature of the climatic change about him. The snows
covered the greater part of the streets of London, the parks became
desolate tracts, deserted, uncleared, unused, swept over by the
freezing winds, and chased from end to end with buffeted wreaths of
snow, whose ghostly swirling columns ran over the wintry exposures like
a race of Titanic spirits, crossing each other in cyclonic confusion,
or meeting in shivering collisions, dissolving in cloud-bursts of
microscopic and penetrating needles of ice. The Thames was almost
closed, the shipping stayed idle at the wharfs, almost unmitigated
suffering spread among the poor, for miles the streets were only
traversed by foot-paths worn by their occupants, and the strangest
sights occurred in the smaller reservations like Lincoln Inn Fields,
St. Paul’s Churchyard, the Temple Gardens, the Artillery Grounds,
Finsbury Circus and other confined spaces. By a freak of circumstances,
and the curious and entirely unexpected vagary of the winds, the snow
piled up and up in these quarters, because of a peculiar inrush of
wind from the converging streets around, and this sweeping effect
continued until the mound of snow, circumvallating the buildings,
reached to their windows or overtopped them, while in enclosures
not pre-empted by buildings, as Highbury Fields, and the various
cemeteries, the hills of snow formed colossal billows, which seemed
like a phalanx of rigid waves tortured into fantastic pinnacles by
the storms of wind. Such spectacles turned back the life-blood of the
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