This Giddy Globe. Herford Oliver

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      This Giddy Globe

      PART I

      WHY IS THE GLOBE?

      CHAPTER I

      THE CREATION

      Six busy days it took in all

      To make a World and plan its fall,

      The seventh, SOMEONE said ’twas good

      And rested, should you think he could?

      Knowing what the result would be

      There would have been no rest for me!

Claire Beecher Kummer.

      It takes much longer to write a Geography than, according to Moses, it took to create the World which it is the Geographer’s business to describe; and since the Critic has been added to the list of created beings, it is no longer the fashion for the Author to pass judgment on his own work.

      Let us imagine, however, that concealed in the cargo of Hypothetic Nebula destined for the construction of the Terrestrial Globe was a Protoplasmic Stowaway that sprang to being in the shape of a Critic just as the work of Creation was finished.

      Would it not be interesting to speculate upon that Critic’s reception of the freshly made World?

      We may be sure that he would have found many things not to his liking; technical defects such as the treatment of grass and foliage in green instead of the proper purple; the tinting of the sky which any landscape painter will tell you would be more decorative done in turquoise green than cobalt blue.

      Like the foolish Butterfly in the Talmud, who (to impress Mrs. Butterfly) stamped his tiny foot upon the dome of King Solomon’s Temple, our Critic might have declared the World “Too flimsy in construction.” He would certainly have found fault with the Solar System and the Plumbing – the absence of heat in Winter when there is the greater need of it and the paucity of moisture in the desert places where it never rains.

      The comicality of the Ape family might have provoked a reluctant smile, but much more likely a lecture on the impropriety of descending to caricature in a serious work.

THE FIRST CALENDARThe Creation of Heaven & Earth in Six dayesGen: I

      At best, our Critic would have pronounced the freshly made World the work of a beginner, conceding perhaps that he “showed promise” and “might go far,” and if he wished to be very impressive indeed, he would pretend that he had penetrated the veil of Anonymity and hint darkly that he detected evident traces of a Feminine Touch!

      In that, however, our Critic would only have been anticipating, for is there not at this very moment on the press a Suffrage edition (for women only) of the Rubaiyat, in which one verse is amended to read thus —

      The ball no question makes of Ayes or Nos,

      But right or left, as strikes the Player goes,

      And SHE who tossed it down into the field,

      SHE knows about it all, SHE knows, SHE knows!

      PREFACE

STRICTLY PRIVATEFor the Reader Only

      Dear Reader:

      This is for you, and you only. We have concealed it between chapters one and two so that it will not meet any eye but yours.

      We have a confession to make – it would be useless to attempt concealment – we have the Digression habit.

      We have tried every known remedy but we fear it is incurable.

      All we ask, Gentle Reader, is that when we stray too far you will favour us with a gentle reminder.

      CHAPTER II

      A LONG JUMP

      It is a long jump from Moses, the author of the first work on Geography, to Peter Simple.

      When the acrobatic reader has fetched his breath and looks back at the fearsome list of Geographers he has skipped – Strabo, Anaximander, Hecatœus, Demœritus, Eudoxus, Ephorus, Dicœarchus, Erastothenes, Polybius, Posidonius and Charles F. King, – he may well be thankful to find he has fallen upon his feet.

      The Geographer’s task is endless.

      The Planet he endeavours to portray is perpetually changing its appearance. After thousands and thousands of years, it is no nearer completion than it was in the beginning.

      The Sea with its white teeth bites the edges of the continents into new shapes, as a child bites the edges of a biscuit. The glaciers file away the mountains into valleys and plains. Beneath the ocean busy insects are building the foundations of new continents and, under the earth, Fiery Demons are ready at all times to burst forth and help to destroy the old ones.

      It really begins to look as if this Planet would never be finished.

      In the first chapter of his geography, Moses tells us there were only two people in the world.

      Today we are preparing to put up the “standing room only” notice. In another thousand years, for aught we know, the earth may be going round dark and tenantless and bearing the sign “To Let.” What does it matter to us? What are we but microscopic weevils in the mouldy crust of earth? Sufficient unto the day is the weevil thereof.

      CHAPTER III

      THE GIDDY GLOBE

      Men of Science, who delight in applying harsh terms to things that cannot talk back, have called this Giddy Globe an Oblate Spheroid.

      Francis Bacon called it a Bubble; Shakespeare, an Oyster; Rossetti, a Midge; and W. S. Gilbert addresses it familiarly as a Ball —

      Roll on, thou ball, roll on!

      Through pathless realms of Space

      Roll on!

      What though I’m in a sorry case?

      What though I cannot meet my bills?

      What though I suffer toothache’s ills?

      What though I swallow countless pills?

      Never you mind

      Roll on!

(It rolls on.)

      But these people belong to a privileged class that is encouraged (even paid) to distort the language, and they must not be taken too literally.

      The Giddy Globe is really quite large, not to say obese.

      Her waist measurement is no less than twenty-five thousand miles. In the hope of reducing it, the earth takes unceasing and violent exercise, but though she spins round on one toe at the rate of a thousand miles an hour every day, and round the sun once a year, she does not succeed in taking off a single mile or keeping even comfortably warm all over.

      No wonder the globe is giddy!

QUESTIONS

      Explain the Nebular Hypothesis.

      State briefly the electromagnetical constituents of the Aurora Borealis, and explain their relation to the Hertzian Waves.

      Define the difference between the Hertzian Wave and the Marcel Wave.

      CHAPTER IV

      THE USE OF THE GLOBE

      What is the Earth for? Nobody knows. Some say the Earth was made to supply the wants of Man, but as Man is part and parcel of the Earth herself, dust of her dust, mould of her mould, it does not answer the question.

      From an instantaneous photograph of animal cracker.

      Owing to the high price of living the cow was partially eaten by the author before the photograph could be taken.

      To be sure the Earth produces the Tobacco Plant, and many other things that we classify among the needs of Man, including the “Friendly Cow” —

      She walks among the flowers sweet

      And chews and chews and chews,

      And