Mark
Twain, Life on the
Mississippi 173-6 (1883).
(Or the Dangers of Extrapolation :-)
One of the Mississippi's oddest peculiarities is that of shortening
its length from time to time. If you will throw a long, pliant
apple-paring over your shoulder, it will pretty fairly shape itself into
an average section of the Mississippi River; that is, the nine or ten
hundred miles stretching from Cairo, Illinois, southward to New Orleans,
the same being wonderfully crooked, with a brief straight bit here and
there at wide intervals. The two-hundred-mile stretch from Cairo
northward to St. Louis is by no means so crooked, that being a rocky
country which the river cannot cut much.
The water cuts the alluvial banks of the `lower' river into deep
horseshoe curves; so deep, indeed, that in some places if you were to
get ashore at one extremity of the horseshoe and walk across the neck,
half or three quarters of a mile, you could sit down and rest a couple
of hours while your steamer was coming around the long elbow, at a speed
of ten miles an hour, to take you aboard again. When the river is rising
fast, some scoundrel whose plantation is back in the country, and
therefore of inferior value, has only to watch his chance, cut a little
gutter across the narrow neck of land some dark night, and turn the
water into it, and in a wonderfully short time a miracle has happened:
to wit, the whole Mississippi has taken possession of that little ditch,
and placed the countryman's plantation on its bank.
Pray observe some of the effects of this ditching business. The
Mississippi between Cairo and New Orleans was twelve hundred and fifteen
miles long one hundred and seventy-six years ago. It was eleven hundred
and eighty after the cut-off of 1722. It was one thousand and forty
after the American Bend cut-off. It has lost sixty-seven miles since.
Consequently its length is only nine hundred and seventy-three miles at
present.
Now, if I wanted to be one of those ponderous scientific people, and
"let on" to prove what had occurred in the remote past by what had
occurred in a given time in the recent past, or what will occur in the
far future by what has occurred in late years, what an opportunity is
here! Geology never had such a chance, nor such exact data to argue
from! Nor "development of species", either! Glacial epochs are great
things, but they are vague--vague. Please observe. In the space of one
hundred and seventy-six years the Lower Mississippi has shortened itself
two hundred and forty-two miles. This is an average of a trifle over one
mile and a third per year. Therefore, any calm person, who is not blind
or idiotic, can see that in the Old Oolitic Silurian Period, just a
million years ago next November, the Lower Mississippi River was upward
of one million three hundred thousand miles long, and stuck out over the
Gulf of Mexico like a fishing-rod. And by the same token any person can
see that seven hundred and forty-two years from now the Lower
Mississippi will be only a mile and three-quarters long, and Cairo and
New Orleans will have joined their streets together, and be plodding
comfortably along under a single mayor and a mutual board of aldermen.
There is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale
returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of fact.
(Emphasis added)