The comparisons, however, were not of the river; but from the eyes of a passenger uneducated in the nature of steam boating. While the passenger saw the river’s pure, natural beauty, the experienced pilot saw that the beauty as a way of learning. At Twain’s first innocent view of the river he saw the grace of radiating lines, slanting marks and tumbling, rings on the sparkling red and gold water. As the story continued, however, he saw that he lost the beauty and grace he once saw in the river and the natural beauty stood as a caution that there was a dangerous change in the channel and heavy wind for the upcoming day. A once conspicuous, floating log;
The comparisons, however, were not of the river; but from the eyes of a passenger uneducated in the nature of steam boating. While the passenger saw the river’s pure, natural beauty, the experienced pilot saw that the beauty as a way of learning. At Twain’s first innocent view of the river he saw the grace of radiating lines, slanting marks and tumbling, rings on the sparkling red and gold water. As the story continued, however, he saw that he lost the beauty and grace he once saw in the river and the natural beauty stood as a caution that there was a dangerous change in the channel and heavy wind for the upcoming day. A once conspicuous, floating log;