Titel: First English reading book: Engelsch leesboek voor instituten, gymnasiën en hoogere burgerscholen: met Nederlandsche woordenlijst
Auteur: Herrig, Ludwig
Uitgave: Arnhem: J. Voltelen, 1869 *
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: IWO 513 H 21
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Leesvaardigheid, Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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slipping by the Peruvian shores, yield a
thick vapour, which serves instead of rain.
Upon the table-land of Mexico, in parts of
Guatemala and California, for the same
reason, rain is very rare. But the grand-
est rainless districts are those occupied by
the great desert of Africa, extending west-
ward over portions of Arabia and Persia,
to a desert province of the Belooches; dis-
tricts presently continued in the heart of
Asia, over the great desert of Gobi, the
table-land of Thibet, and part of Mongolia,
In all these are five or six millions of
square miles of land that never taste a
shower. Elsewhere the wole bulk of water
that falls annually in the shape of rain is
calculated at seven hundred and sixty mil-
lions of tons.
Winds are caused, like currents of the
sea, by inequalities of temperature. The
hurricane is a remarkable storm wind, pe-
culiar to certain portions of the world. It
rarely takes its rise beyond the tropics, and
it is the only storm to dread within the re-
gion of the trade-winds. In the temperate
zone, hurricanes do now and then occur,
which, crossing the Atlantic from America,
strike the coasts of Europe. It is the na-
ture of a hurricane to travel round and
round, as well as forward, very much as a
cork-screw travels through a cork, only the
circles are all flat, and described by a ro-
tatory wind upon the surface of the water.
Hurricanes always travel away from the
equator. North of the equator, the great
storm, revolving as it comes, rolls from the
east towards the west; inchning from the
equator, that is, northward. It always comes
in that way; always describes in its main
course the curve of an eUipse.
The typhoon, a relation of the hurricane's
is of Chinese extraction. It is met with
only in the China seas: not so far south as
the Island of Mindanao, nor so far north as
Corea, except upon the eastern borders of
Japan. A typhoon walks abroad not oftener
than about once every three or four years;
and that is quite often enough. You may
believe anything of the typhoon. Robert For-
tune says, that when he was at sea in a
typhoon, a fish weighing thirty or forty
pounds was blown out of the water, and
fell through the skylight into the cabin.
That might believed of a typhoon from
a less trustworthy informant.
Of local storms and currents, caused, in-
land or out at sea, by inequalities of tem-
perature, as, for example, by the warm
current of the Gulf-stream, we need not
particularly speak. The storms and the rain-
torrents of Cupe Horn, where one hundred
and fifty-three nches of rain have been
measured in forty-one days, and where the
whole year is a rainy season, we can only
mention. To the simoom we give a nod
of recognition; verily, that is a penetrating
wind which clogs with sand the works of
a double-cased gold watch in the waistcoat-
pocket of a traveller.
In equalizing temperature,- in wafting
clouds over the land, and causing them lo
break and fall in fertilizing showers, in
creating and fostering the art of naviga-
tion, by which man is civilized, the winds
perform good service. Their pure current
washes out the stagnant exhalations from
our homes, our fields, our persons; breaks
the ripe seed from the tree, and sows it at
a distance from its parent plant, where it
may grow in the free air, not overshadow-
ed. Without winds, winter would be one
monotony of frost, and summer one mono-
tony of sun. The crisp snow and the woolly
clouds, the delightful rustle of the summer
forest and the waving of the autumn corn,
the glory of the sunset and the wonder of
the rainbow, — the world would have want-
ed these had not the winds been taught to
do their Master's bidding. After all, wind
and rain prove more than the necessity of
carrying umbrellas.
It is raining still; raining on the just and
on the unjust; on the trees, the corn, and
the flowers; on the green fields and the
river; on the lighthouse bluff and out at
sea. It is raining on the graves of some
whom we have loved. When it rains dur-
ing a mellow summer evening, it is bene-
ficently natural to most of us to think of
that, and to give those verdant places their
quiet share in the hope and freshness of
the morrow. (Dickens.)
Lord of the winds! 1 feel thee nigh,
I know thy breath in the burning sky.
And I wait, with a thrill in every vein,
For the coming of the hurricane!
Andi) lo! on the wing of the heavy gales.
Through the boundless arcl^ of heaven he
Silent and slow, and terribly strong,
The mighty shadow is borne along.
Like the dark eternity lo come;
While the world below, dismayed and dumb,
Through the calm of the thick, hot atmos-
Looks up at its gloomy folds with fear.
They darken fast; and the golden blaze
Of the sun is quenched in the lurid haze,