. Discovery. Science. DISCOVERY A MONTHLY POPULAR JOURNAL OF KNOWLEDGE Vol. IV, No. 42. JUNE 1923. PRICE Is. NET. DISCOVERY. A Monthly Popular Journal of Know- ledge. Edited by Edward Liveing, , 2^ Westminster Mansions, Great Smith Street, London, , to whom all Editorial Communications should be addressed. (Dr. A. S. Russell continues to act as Scientific Adviser.) Published by John Murray, 50A Albemarle Street, London, , to whom all Business Communications should be addressed. Advertisement Office: 34 Ludgate Chambers, 32 Ludgate Hill, London, Annual Subscription, 125. 6d.
. Discovery. Science. DISCOVERY A MONTHLY POPULAR JOURNAL OF KNOWLEDGE Vol. IV, No. 42. JUNE 1923. PRICE Is. NET. DISCOVERY. A Monthly Popular Journal of Know- ledge. Edited by Edward Liveing, , 2^ Westminster Mansions, Great Smith Street, London, , to whom all Editorial Communications should be addressed. (Dr. A. S. Russell continues to act as Scientific Adviser.) Published by John Murray, 50A Albemarle Street, London, , to whom all Business Communications should be addressed. Advertisement Office: 34 Ludgate Chambers, 32 Ludgate Hill, London, Annual Subscription, 125. 6d. post free ; Single numbers, IS. net; postage, 2d. Binding cases for Vol. Ill, 1922, are now ready. Price 25. 6d. net each; postage, gd. Editorial Notes " After many summers dies the swan," sighed Tithonus, weary of immortality. The heroes of old myths, from the Wandering Jew down—shall we say ? —to Ayesha, She-who-must-be-obeyed, found relief from humanity's last duty, that of dying, a gift of the Danaids, a fatal gift. Doubtless the myth of the lover of the dawn, growing eternally old, expresses that divine human power of acquiescence in the inevitable and of appreciating its excellences which makes cruel men whisper "Sour ; Man alone, say philosophers, has foreknowledge of death, though the big-game hunter believes in an intuition of mortality which makes the elephants foregather in lonely places when their hour has struck. But in fact it would seem that, though we all admit ourselves mortal, we are really gloriously incredulous about it. Nothing overwhelms our hearts with such devastating gloom as a scientist's prophecy that this world of ours has only another million years to last. Motor accidents we may laugh at ; the ills which the flesh is heir to we may forget ; but to hear that, inevitably, in one million years we will be frozen stiff or burnt out, as our authority of the moment teaches, is appalling news. No man can love his infinitely u
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