I Could Trust A Fact And Always

Ou Can Hardly Imagine How I Am Struggling To Exert My Poetical Ideas Just Now For The Discovery Of Analogies And Remote Figures Respecting The Earth, Sun, And All Sorts Of Things — For I Think That Is The True Way (corrected By Judgment) To Work Out A Discovery.

You Will Be Astonished When I Tell You What This Curious Play Of Carbon Amounts To. A Candle Will Burn Some Four, Five, Six, Or Seven Hours. What, Then, Must Be The Daily Amount Of Carbon Going Up Into The Air In The Way Of Carbonic Acid! ... Then What Becomes Of It? Wonderful Is It To Find That The Change Produced By Respiration ... Is The Very Life And Support Of Plants And Vegetables That Grow Upon The Surface Of The Earth.

A Man In Twenty-four Hours Converts As Much As Seven Ounces Of Carbon Into Carbonic Acid; A Milch Cow Will Convert Seventy Ounces, And A Horse Seventy-nine Ounces, Solely By The Act Of Respiration. That Is, The Horse In Twenty-four Hours Burns Seventy-nine Ounces Of Charcoal, Or Carbon, In His Organs Of Respiration To Supply His Natural Warmth In That Time ..., Not In A Free State, But In A State Of Combination.

It Is The Great Beauty Of Our Science, Chemistry, That Advancement In It, Whether In A Degree Great Or Small, Instead Of Exhausting The Subjects Of Research, Opens The Doors To Further And More Abundant Knowledge, Overflowing With Beauty And Utility.

When A Mathematician Engaged In Investigating Physical Actions And Results Has Arrived At His Own Conclusions, May They Not Be Expressed In Common Language As Fully, Clearly, And Definitely As In Mathematical Formulae? If So, Would It Not Be A Great Boon To Such As Well To Express Them So -- Translating Them Out Of Their Hieroglyphics That We Might Also Work Upon Them By Experiment?