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He seems indeed indignant, and to feel
More fixed below, the more disturbed above. Winds have been measured, and their velocity calculated. The following is Mr. John Smeaton's table of the rate at which the wind travels :
Sec. Hardly peroeptible
1,47 Just perceptible
4,10 Gentle, pleasant
5 7,35 Pleasant brisk gale
15 22,00 Very brisk
36,67 High winds
35 51,34 Very high
45 -66,01 Storm, tempest
50 73,35 Great storm
117,36 that tears up trees, destroys buildings, &c. &e.
100 146,70 The most decisive circumstance tending to show the great velocity of brisk winds, (says Dr. O. Gregory,) is that of the rapid passage of the celebrated aëronaut M. Garnerin from London to Colchester. On the 30th of June, 1802, the wind being strong, though not impetuous, M. Garnerin and another gentleman ascended with an inflammable air-balloon from Ranelagh Gardens, on the south-west of London, between four and five o'clock in the afternoon; and in exactly three quarters of an hour they descended near the sea, at the distance of four miles from Colchester. The distance of the places of ascent and descent is at least sixty miles; so that, allowing no time for the elevation and depression of
the balloon, but supposing the whole period occupied in transferring it in a path nearly parallel to the earth's surface, its velocity must have been at the rate of eighty miles per hour. If, therefore, the wind moved no faster than the balloon, its velocity was then eighty miles per hour, or 1174 feet per second; a celerity but little less than the greatest assigned by Kraaft: and hence it is probable, that the velocity of very impetuous winds is not less than 130 or 140 feet per second'.
A most dreadful tempest happened on the 27th November, 1703, commencing three days before it arrived at its height. A strong west wind set in about the middle of the month, the force of which was increased every day till the 27th. Great damage was sustained, and much alarm excited, both by sea and land. The late Rev. Dr. Stennett, in endeavouring to account for it, observes, that'having most probably taken its rise in America, it made its way across the western ocean, and, collecting confederate matter in its passage over the seas, spent its fury on those parts of the world, whither this army of terrors was principally commissioned. The violence of the wind produced a hoarse, dreadful noise, like one continued peal of thunder; whilst the excessive darkness of the night added to the horror of the scene. Some accounts say, that it lightened; but it is probable that this apprehension arose from there being, at times, many meteors and vapours in the air; the hurry and agitation of nature being too great to admit of thunder and lightning in their usual course.
Great loss of property was sustained; many painful accidents happened to those who escaped with
Haüy's Nat. Phil. vol. I, p. 28%, and Wood's Mosaic History of the Creation of the World, p. 172, 2d edit. a most pleasing and justly popnlar work.
3 The whole loss of property in the above storm was estimated at four millions of money-of lives about 8001—and cattle without number!
their lives; and not a few had all their apprehensions realized, as they met death in some of its most dreadful forms. In the city of London and its vicinity, more than 800 dwelling-houses were laid in ruins, and above 2,000 stacks of chimneys were precipitated to the ground. As a further proof of its strength and fury, we are informed, that the lead which covered the roof of 100 churches was rolled up, and hurled, in prodigious quantities, to great distances. But the dreadful devastation spread throughout the country. In one extensive plain, on the banks of the Severn, not less than 15,000 sheep, being unable to resist its violence, were driven into the river and drowned. Such was the quantity of trees torn up by their roots, that a person anxious to ascertain the number had proceeded through but a part of the county of Kent, when, arriving at the prodigious amount of 250,000, he relinquished the undertaking.
If such were the dreadful ravages of this storm by land, it will be anticipated they were still more disastrous on the water. Accordingly we are informed, that the best part of our navy being then at sea, if it had been at any other time than a full flood and spring tide, the loss might have proved fatal to the nation. It was computed that not less than 300 ships were utterly destroyed by this tempest; among which were 15 of the royal navy, containing upwards of 2,000 seamen, who'sunk as lead in the mighty waters'.'
Then tose from sea to sky tbe wild farewell,
Then shrieked the timid, and stood still the brave,
As eager to anticipate their grave;
And down she sucked with her the whirling wave,
• Wood's Mosaic History of the Creation, p. 175.
And first one universal shriek there rushed,
Louder than the lond ocean, like a crash
Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash
Accompanied with a convulsive splash,
The farmer usụally finishes his ploughing this month. Cattle and horses are taken into the farmyard; sheep are sent to the turnip-field; ant-hills are destroyed; and bees are put under shelter.
In our last year's Diary for November', we have given the · Rustic Coť, from Mason's English Garden; we now insert as a companion to it, the Old English Cottage,' by a modern poet, by no means an unsuccessful imitator of the Beppo style.
An OLD ENGLISH COTTAGE.
Fringing her roads full rightly as I guess,
Upright and prim as beau in summer dress,
Their country breathings, nick-named cottages:
Where lives a poor man--no, not very poor-
From oven mouth 'bout once a week, or more,
To feed his children with suppose there's four-
The simple housewife plies her daily care;
"Tis right the woman has her proper share:
1 Time's Telescope for 1819, p. 299, 300. 2 The old name for London.
I love to see her busy as a bee
With things that are not, well as things that are ;
The healthful breeze that blows some common o'er, Where, from its half-closed little wicket latch,
We view a wide expanse of hill and moor; A slip of leather to upraise the latch,
A bunch of woodbines drooping o'er the door. Hark! two or three pigs are squeaking in the sty; Look! two or three shirts are hanging up to dry. And oh! the pipe- brown jug-and summer seat
Close by the garden-gate, where shadowing come, Brimfull of tuneful birds and zephyrs sweet,
Thick boughs that boast the apple and the plum. I love to see the windows clean and neat,
Half smothered o'er with spice-geraniumI do not mind a broken pane or two, Providing there's no petticoat thrust thro'. A well-hedged garden-nicely planted out
With herbs of all sorts, and fowers not a few In comely order spread, or bunched about,
Here the sweet pea, and there the bitter rue; And on the larger beds the emerald sprouts
Of winter greens that cup the silver dew, The bright red carrot, onion sweet and dry, Potatoe, turnip hard, and crinkled brocoli. And O! to see the chicks all budge to school!
What if they pout? pish! nothing is the matter, It shows th' unbending wife is skilled to rule
As well in decent learning, as the platter; To see the ducks come gabbling o'er the pool
To claim their crumbs_()! 'tis a goodly clatter'; Nay more, for, seeing that, one's thoughts do go forth, That they have useful hens, and eggs, and so forth. Strong with the produce of the barley mow,
I'd like to find in use the mellow horn; I'd like to find a paddock with a cow,
Besides a decent barn for hol«ing corn; But these are things we seldom light on now,
And more's the pity.--Ah! ere I was born, Folks say, for comfortable man and woman, Such things uprosé on every dirty common.