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The Complete Writings of Charles Dudley Warner Volume 2
CONTENTS:
SAUNTERINGS
MISAPPREHENSIONS CORRECTED
I should not like to ask an indulgent and idle public to saunter about
with me under a misapprehension. It would be more agreeable to invite
it to go nowhere than somewhere; for almost every one has been
somewhere, and has written about it. The only compromise I can
suggest is, that we shall go somewhere, and not learn anything about it.
The instinct of the public against any thing like information in a
volume of this kind is perfectly justifiable; and the reader will perhaps
discover that this is illy adapted for a text-book in schools, or for the
use of competitive candidates in the civil-service examinations.
Years ago, people used to saunter over the Atlantic, and spend weeks in
filling journals with their monotonous emotions. That is all changed
now, and there is a misapprehension that the Atlantic has been
practically subdued; but no one ever gets beyond the rolling forties"
without having this impression corrected.
I confess to have been deceived about this Atlantic, the roughest and
windiest of oceans. If you look at it on the map, it does n't appear to be
much, and, indeed, it is spoken of as a ferry. What with the eight and
nine days' passages over it, and the laying of the cable, which
annihilates distance, I had the impression that its tedious three thousand
and odd miles had been, somehow, partly done away with; but they are
all there. When one has sailed a thousand miles due east and finds that
he is then nowhere in particular, but is still out, pitching about on an
uneasy sea, under an inconstant sky, and that a thousand miles more
will not make any perceptible change, he begins to have some
conception of the unconquerable ocean. Columbus rises in my
estimation.
I was feeling uncomfortable that nothing had been done for the memory
of Christopher Columbus, when I heard some months ago that thirty-
seven guns had been fired off for him in Boston. It is to be hoped that
they were some satisfaction to him. They were discharged by
countrymen of his, who are justly proud that he should have been able,
after a search of only a few weeks, to find a land where the hand-organ
had never been heard. The Italians, as a people, have not profited much
by this discovery; not so much, indeed, as the Spaniards, who got a
reputation by it which even now gilds their decay. That Columbus was
born in