The story of the sun, moon, and starsGiberne, Agnes
Science
The story of the sun, moon, and stars
Giberne, Agnes
Astronomy -- Juvenile literature
The reasoning may be mistaken. We do not know the fact. What if,
instead of being a much _larger_ sun, it is only a much _brighter_
sun? This possibly must be allowed for. It has, indeed, been strongly
doubted by one astronomer, after close study of the sun, whether any
surface of any star _could_ exceed the surface of our sun in its power
of light and heat.
But Sirius sheds actually forty-eight times as much light around
it as does our sun; we are not exactly entitled to say that Sirius
is forty-eight times as big as the sun, but we can say that Sirius
is forty-eight times as brilliant or as splendid. In making this
calculation we have taken a lower determination of the brightness of
Sirius relatively to the sun than some other careful observations would
have warranted. It will thus be seen that if there be any uncertainty
in our result it must only be as to whether Sirius is not really more
than forty-eight times as bright as the sun.
When we picture to ourselves the star-depths, the boundless reaches of
heavenly space, with these countless blazing suns scattered broadcast
throughout, we have not to picture an universe in repose. On the
contrary, all is life, stir, energy. Just as in the busy whirl of our
Solar System no such thing as rest is to be found, so also it seems to
be in the wide universe.
Every star is in motion. “Fixed,” as we call them, they are not fixed.
Invisible as their movements are to our eyes through immensity of
distance, yet all are moving. Those silent, placid, twinkling specks of
light are, in reality, huge, roaring, seething, tumultuous furnaces of
fire and flame, heat and radiance.
Each, too, is hurrying along his appointed pathway in space. Some move
faster, some move more slowly. One mile per second; ten miles per
second; twenty, thirty, forty, fifty miles per second,--thus varying
are their rates of speed. But whether fast or whether slowly, still
onward and ever onward they press. Some are rushing towards us, some
are rushing away from us. Some are speeding to the right, some are
speeding to the left.
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