MT as naturalist? I could not help but to commit the following to
memory......The Sandwich Islands....
"For me its balmy airs are always blowing, its summer seas flashing in the
sun; the pulsing of its surf is in my ear; I can see its garlanded crags,
its leaping cascades, its plumy palms drowsing by the shore, its remote
summits floating like islands above the cloud-rack; I can feel the spirit of
its woody solitudes, I hear the plashing of the brooks; in my nostrils still
lives the breath of flowers that perished twenty years ago."
Mark Twain, a Biography