National Geographic : 1906 Jan
CORRESPC the land is wonderfully rich. The rainfall throughout Lower California is sparse. Prac tically nothing of real value has been written on the country. Mr J. B. Lippincott, engineer Reclamation Service, Los Angeles, California, probably knows more about the country than any one else. ST Louis, Mo., November 21, '05. Editors National Geographic Magazine. DEAR SIRS: IS not the statement by Sir William Wharton in the November number, page 488, that the circumference of the earth is 21,600 miles in error? Is it not about 25,000? Yours truly, A.W.D. The equatorial circumference of the globe is approximately 21,596.11 geographical or nautical miles or 24,900 statute miles. The polar circumference is approximately 21,534 geographical or nautical miles or 24,818.64 statute miles. GALLUP, NEW MEXICO, December 20, 1905. Editors National Geographic Magazine. DEAR SIRS: Will you kindly advise me of the name of the most complete and reliable book or books on geology? Yours truly, G. MULHOLLAND. Joeph Le Conte: "Geology." New edition, edited by H. L. Fairchild. 1903. D. Apple ton & Co. $3.00 . T. C. Chamberlin and R. D . Salisbury: "Geology." 2 vols. Henry Holt & Co. 1904. $4.00. PLAINFIELD, N. J., December 7, 1905. Editors National Geographic Magazine. DEAR SIRS: Will you kindly inform me what is the highest latitude that has been reached by any explorer in search of the North Pole? Yours truly, ERNEST R. ACKERMAN. Abruzzi, 86° 33', 1900. Nansen, 86° 14', 1895. Peary, 84° 17', 1900. Greely, 830 24', 1882. GEOGRAPHICAL SQUIBS First Explorer: . "We are in terrible straits. The supply of champagne is re duced to 13 cases, the cigars are nearly gone, and the mineralogist is half dead with gout." "Cheer up, old man, the third relief party is due this month."-Life. "Which is farther away," asked the teacher, "England or the moon?" "England!" the children answered quickly. )NDENCE 53 "England?" she questioned. "What makes you think that?" "'Cause we can see the moon and we can't see England," answered one of the brightest of the class. Little Rob was the prize geographer of his class; that is, he could locate cities and bound countries with great glibness. He could draw the most realistic maps, print ing in the rivers, mountain ranges and cities from memory. Rob considered geography purely in the light of a game, in which he always beat, but he never associated it with the great world about him. Rivers to him were no more than black, wiggly lines; cities were dots, and states were blots. New York was green, Pennsylvania was red, and Cali fornia was yellow. Of course, Rob had never traveled. He was born in a canyon near the country school he attended. One day the teacher made the discovery of Rob's idea of geography through the following incident: After vainly inquiring of several of the children where British Columbia is located, she called on Rob, who, as usual, was waving his hand excitedly, wild with the enthusiasm of pent-up knowledge. "It is on page 68," he declared. After the roar had subsided the teacher explained that that was only a picture of British Columbia. Then she asked Rob to bound British Columbia. "Can't, teacher; it's all over the page." -Success Magazine. Fred B. Smith, the Y. M. C. A. worker, who has just returned from a trip around the world and who remained in Washington several days last week, tells a good story of Australia. Before he started, he told a friend of his proposed trip and said that he planned to visit Australia last. "That's good," remarked the friend. "Be cause an American always feels at home there." . The traveler met another friend in Eng land and told of his prospective visit to Australia. "Yes, that's fine," was the comment. "An American always feels at home in Aus tralia." Meeting another friend from this country in India, he stated that he intended to visit Australiai and then go home. "When you get to Australia, you will feel as if you were home," remarked the friend. "Why is it that Australia is so much like America, as every one tells me?" asked Mr Smith. The friend thought a moment, rubbed his hands together briskly, and re plied: "Well, they brag down there just the same as we do in America."-Washinton Star.