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The Story of the Atlantic Telegraph
·
Henry M. Field
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The
man
is
gone,
but
the
work
remains,
a
work
that
multiplies
itself,
for
when
once
a
leader
and
explorer
had
opened
the
way,
others
were
swift
to
follow,
so
that
now
there
are
no
less
than
ten
cables
stretched
across
the
Atlantic,
and
every
hour
of
day
or
night,
"when
men
wake
and
when
they
sleep"
(for
even
in
the
hours
of
silence
the
heart
is
still
beating,
only
a
little
more
slowly),
the
pulse
of
life
is
kept
moving
to
and
fro.
The
morning
news
comes
after
a
night's
repose,
and
we
are
wakened
gently
to
the
new
day
that
has
dawned
upon
the
world.
That
which
serves
to
such
an
end;
which
is
a
connecting
link
between
countries
and
races
of
men;
is
not
a
mere
material
thing,
an
iron
chain,
lying
cold
and
dead
in
the
icy
depths
of
the
Atlantic.
It
is
a
living,
fleshly
bond
between
severed
portions
of
the
human
family,
thrilling
with
life,
along
which
every
human
impulse
runs
swift
as
the
current
in
human
veins,
and
will
run
for
ever.
Free
intercourse
between
nations,
as
between
individuals,
leads
to
mutual
kindly
offices,
that
make
those
who
at
once
give
and
receive,
feel
that
they
are
not
only
neighbors
but
friends.
Hence
the
"mission"
of
submarine
telegraphy
is
to
be
the
minister
of
peace.
The
first
message
across
the
deep
was
"Glory
to
God
in
the
highest;
peace
on
earth,
good
will
to
men,"
and
the
first
news
it
brought
was
that
of
peace
in
China.
And
when
again
the
sea
had
found
a
tongue,
its
first
glad
intelligence
was
that
the
great
war
between
Austria
and
Prussia
was
ended.
Thus
at
its
very
birth
was
this
new
messenger
baptized
in
the
name
of
Peace,
and
consecrated
to
a
service
worthy
of
its
name.
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