Most great national observatories, like Greenwich or Washington, are the perfected development of that kind of astronomy of which the builders of Stonehenge represent the infancy. Those primitive men could know where the sun would rise on a certain day, and make their observation of its place, as we see, very well, without knowing anything of its physical nature. At Greenwich the moon has been observed with scarcely an intermission for one hundred and fifty years, but we should mistake greatly did we suppose that it was for the purpose of seeing what it was made of, or of making discoveries in it. This immense mass of Greenwich observations is for quite another purpose,--for the very practical purpose of forming the lunar tables, which, by means of the moon’s place among the stars, will tell the navigator in distant oceans where he is, and conduct the fleets of England safely home. In the observatory at Washington one may see a wonderfully exact instrument, in which circles of brass have replaced circles of stone, all so bolted between massive piers that the sun can be observed by it but once daily, as it crosses the meridian. This instrument is the completed attainment along that long line of progress in one direction, of which the solitary stone at Stonehenge marks the initial step,--the attainment, that is, purely of precision of measurement; for the astronomer of to-day can still use his circles for the special purpose of fixing the sun’s place in the heavens, without any more knowledge of that body’s chemical constitution than had the man who built Stonehenge. Yet the object of both is, in fact, the same. It is true that the functions of astronomer and priest have become divided in the advance of our modern civilization, which has committed the special cultivation of the religious aspect of these problems to a distinct profession; while the modern observer has possibly exchanged the emotions of awe and wonder for a more exact knowledge of the equinox than was possessed by his primitive brother, who both observed and adored. Still, both aim at the common end, not of learning what the sun is made of, but of where it will be at a certain moment; for the prime object of astronomy, until very lately indeed, has still been to say _where_ any heavenly body is, and not _what_ it is. It is this precision of measurement, then, which has always--and justly--been a paramount object of this oldest of the sciences, not only as a good in itself, but as leading to great ends; and it is this which the poet of Urania has chosen rightly to note as its characteristic, when he says,-- “That little Vernier, on whose slender lines The midnight taper trembles as it shines, Tells through the mist where dazzled Mercury burns, And marks the point where Uranus returns.”