SUPERPOSITION NOT PARENTAL RELATION. THE BEGINNINGS OF LIFE.
Several thousand years ago, ere the upheaval of the last of our raised
beaches, there existed somewhere on the British coast a submarine bed,
rich in sea-weed and the less destructible zoophytes, and inhabited by
the commoner crustaceæ and molluscs. Shoals of herrings frequented it
every autumn, haunted by their usual enemies the dog-fish, the cod, and
the porpoise; and, during the other seasons of the year, it was swum
over by the ling, the hake, and the turbot. A considerable stream, that
traversed a wide extent of marshy country, waving with flags and reeds,
and in which the frog and the newt bred by millions, entered the sea
a few hundred yards away, and bore down, when in flood, its modicum
of reptilian remains, some of which, sinking over the submarine bed,
found a lodgment at the bottom. Portions of reeds and flags were also
occasionally entombed, with now and then boughs of the pine and juniper,
swept from the higher grounds. Through frequent depositions of earthy
matter brought down by the streamlet, and of sand thrown up by the sea,
a gradual elevation of the bottom went on, till at length the deep-sea
bed came to exist as a shallow bank, over which birds of the wader family
stalked mid-leg deep when plying for food; and on one occasion a small
porpoise, losing his way, and getting entangled amid its shoals, perished
on it, and left his carcass to be covered up by its mud and silt. That
elevation of the land, or recession of the sea, to which the country owes
its last acquired marginal strip of soil, took place, and the shallow
bank became a flat meadow, raised some six or eight feet above the
sea-level. Herbs, shrubs, and trees, in course of time covered it over;
and then, as century succeeded century, it gathered atop a thick stratum
of peaty mould, embedding portions of birch and hazel bushes, and a few
doddered oaks. When in this state, at a comparatively recent period,
an Italian boy, accompanied by his monkey, was passing over it, when
the poor monkey, hard-wrought and ill-fed, and withal but indifferently
suited originally for braving the rigors of a keen northern climate,
lay down and died, and his sorrowing master covered up the remains. Not
many years after, the mutilated corpse of a poor shipwrecked sailor was
thrown up, during a night-storm, on the neighboring beach: it was a mere
fragment of the human frame,—a mouldering unsightly mass, decomposing
in the sun; and a humane herd-boy, scooping out a shallow grave for it,
immediately over that of the monkey, buried it up. Last of all, a farmer,
bent on agricultural improvement, furrowed the flat meadow to the depth
of some six or eight feet, by a broad ditch, that laid open its organic
contents from top to bottom. And then a philosopher of the school of
Maillet and Lamarck, chancing to come that way, stepped aside to examine
the phenomena, and square them with his theory.
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