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THE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, SUNDAY MOfctrNG. '; JULY 2$. 1 1903
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How the Camera
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Catches Old Ocean's
Rolling Waves
7" Joo on the forward deck, his
jrf arms folded.
Surging her heavy way
through the waters, the great ocean carrier
was rolling and lifting to the long, heaving
billows that stretched away as far as the eye
could see.
'It's wonderful, that water, isn't it?"
- 'Jte remarked tohisxomp anion. He was an
engineer, and things appealed to him in
' terms of force, active or latent.
"Yes' assented the other, "the ocean
always impresses me. It is the one unsub
dued element in the world, possibly."
"This bulk of iron," said the engineer,
"would be a feather in a good gale. Tre
mendously impressive is the ocean's wrath,
as the -poets call it. Even at rest it fills one
with awe. Does it not breathe power in
repose, suggestion of terrific latent energy f"
IN ancient times the people of Greece and
other. lands believed that the monarch of
the ocean was Neptune, an old man of gi
gantic stature, with a gnarled, powerful
visage, who rode through the bounding wares
with trident in the air, followed the Hellenes
were a poetic people by pale, lovely nereids
and mermaids.
Of all the gods, Neptune was one of the
tnost powerful, and eve a in a gracious mood his
inight was something to be- reckoned with.
The power of the ocean! The terrific force
beneath the calm serenity .f a summer day at
tea! The charm, the beauty of the waters in
spired poets long before the days of Homer, as
they inspire wonder and admiration, awe and
fear today.
In one of his poems Algernon Charles
Swinburne likens the sea and the wind to lofbrs,
Loth eternally striving with the other:
For tlie heart cf the waters If cruel.
And the kisses are dire of their lips.
And their whts are as fire la to fuel
To the atrenirth of the seafaring hlps.
Though the sea a eye gleam as a jewel
To the tun s ee back as he dips
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were in the mood that comes upon most persons
when on the 6ea. And the mood is never so
overwhelming as when it comes for the first
time to the voyager making his first trip
across.
Caught in the vortex of some furious Etorm,
his feeling is one of terror. But this is almost
old Neptune may be heard chuckling in
his lair.
The wave goes quietly on its way,
the ship slides noiselessly down the
further side into another wonderful val
ley, only, to feel another titanic shoul
der under her keel and another resist-
. , i . i ils letiiug is one ui veirur. uui ima is cumuli, uuuci uvi nc-tri buuuici iveiat-
V1U ln1' the Jorer of the ocean, caress- a El)rfflt.P emotion compared with the deep, calm Jess force lifting her once more to the
(ing at times, anon wild in his persistent wooing
mm ittf, me pk?i writes:
Thotis;h henra come the moan that he borrows
liom darkness and depth of the n!hi
Though heme be the spnnit of his sorrows,
'x. the oy of his mlarht-
Tn eliht that his doom Is forever
J . and desire, and rejoice
ih nse that eternity never
fcha.ll silence bis voice
Xow of tbe ocean, miMre. tf the winds, he
writes :
Whal la f re mat Its flame hoU!d consume her
Mor Berca than u fire arc her wave..
TTfc.t I earth that Its uf should entomb her
...Mo.'Stp.r 1,r n th" ttaelr rarea:
Ufe ahrtaka frerp hi pnntoaa that cover
twfw sirsnw or tr.unaers Id1nned
reverence, the profound awe, the soul-stirring mountain top of the waters
bf-nse f f the boundless immensity of the sea
which till him as he watches the heaving of that
mighty breast when the storm winds have passed
on and left a clear, bright day to watch the
swell of the sea.
Surging from the ditanoe, the waves come
rolling on smoothly, as though covered with oil.
It was on such a day that the photographs on
this page were taken. Sinking down, down into
a dark green valley of water, the great ship
slowly rights herself as she begins to eel the
lift .of another wave.
Noiselessly, but with the power of a thou
sand giants, its huge shoulder rises, under the
And then one ponders on the de
mon-fury hidden down in the fathom
less depths, of . the anger that often
crosses the smiling faco of the ocean,
and how the waves leap and toss moun
tain high as though to reach the rent
clouds, and how the universe crashes,
roars, thunders and rumbles in one
deafening tumult and warfare of wind
and sea.
The highest storm wares ever
measured, it is stated, were between 44
and 48 feet high, "while "the average
storm height ta not more than 30 feet.
Bt kutsi him, br ' lord and he i " J s'u' ""fct ruuuiu.-r riw unuer me norm ncignt ta noi more man tfu leet. - . .
Th rd head of o4. ' " vessel and lifts it as though it were a toy. Then, Possibly one could not gacjr the force of these lighthouse, England, and hurled .temity-t wo 1 la tie fac ,of ichdrc'liow futile all
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thirteen and one-kalf toaj was torn from a ciiS-'nix old 2Ceprana'i pwer; Tea in hii'pliTftti.
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