The Fairy-Land of Science | Page 4

in regular order? Well, it is this same
gravitation which is a t work also whenever a shower of rain falls to the
earth. Who can say that he is not a great invisible giant, always silently
and invisibly toiling in great things and small whether we wake or
sleep?
*(I am quite aware of the danger incurred by using this word "force",
especially in the plural; and how even the most modest little book may
suffer at the hands of scientific purists by employing it rashly. As,
however, the better term "energy" would not serve here, I hope I may

be forgiven for retaining the much- abused term, especially as I sin in
very good company.)
Now the shower is over, the sun comes out and the ground is soon as
dry as though no rain had fallen. Tell me; what has become of the
rain-drops? Part no doubt have sunk into the ground, and as for the rest,
why you will say the sun has dried them up. Yes, but how? The sun is
more than ninety-one millions of miles away; how has he touched the
rain-drops? Have you ever heard that invisible waves are travelling
every second over the space between the sun and us? We shall see in
the next lecture how these waves are the sun's messengers to the earth,
and how they tear asunder the rain-drops on the ground, scattering them
in tiny particles too small for us to see, and bearing them away to the
clouds. Here are more invisible fairies working every moment around
you, and you cannot even look out of the window without seeing the
work they are doing.
If, however, the day is cold and frosty, the water does not fall in a
shower of rain; it comes down in the shape of noiseless snow. Go out
after such a snow-shower, on a calm day, and look at some of the flakes
which have fallen; you will see, if you choose good specimens, that
they are not mere masses of frozen water, but that each one is a
beautiful six-pointed crystal star. How have these crystals been built up?
What power has been at work arranging their delicate forms? In the
fourth lecture we shall see that up in the clouds another of our invisible
fairies, which, for want of a better name, we call the "force of
crystallization," has caught hold of the tiny particles of water before
"cohesion" had made them into round drops, and there silently but
rapidly, has moulded them into those delicate crystal starts know as
"snowflakes".
And now, suppose that this snow-shower has fallen early in February;
turn aside for a moment from examining the flakes, and clear the
newly-fallen snow from off the flower-bed on the lawn. What is this
little green tip peeping up out of the ground under the snowy covering?
It is a young snowdrop plant. Can you tell me why it grows? where it
finds its food? what makes it spread out its leaves and add to its stalk

day by day? What fairies are at work here?
First there is the hidden fairy "life," and of her even our wisest men
know but little. But they know something of her way of working, and
in Lecture VII we shall learn how the invisible fairy sunbeams have
been buy here also; how last year's snowdrop plant caught them and
stored them up in it's bulb, and how now in the spring, as soon as
warmth and moisture creep down into the earth, these little imprisoned
sun-waves begin to be active, stirring up the matter in the bulb, and
making it swell and burst upwards till it sends out a little shoot through
the surface of the soil. Then the sun-waves above-ground take up the
work, and form green granules in the tiny leaves, helping them to take
food out of the air, while the little rootlets below are drinking water out
of the ground. The invisible life and invisible sunbeams are busy here,
setting actively to work another fairy, the force of "chemical
attraction," and so the little snowdrop plant grows and blossoms,
without any help from you or me.

Week 2
One picture more, and then I hope you will believe in my fairies. From
the cold garden, you run into the house, and find the fire laid indeed in
the grate, but the wood dead and the coals black, waiting to be lighted.
You strike a match, and soon there is a blazing fire. Where does the
heat come from? Why do the coals burn and give out a glowing light?
Have you not read of gnomes buried down deep in the earth, in mines,
and held fast there till some fairy wand has released them, and