appellatives, as Alpha, Beta, and the rest.
We should never think when ’some new planet
swims into our ken’ of calling it Kangaroo, or
Rabbit, or after the name of some hero of romance,
as Rob Roy, or Count Fosco. But the names of
stars which we inherit from Greek mythology—the
Bear, the Pleiads, Castor and Pollux, and so forth—are
such as no people in our mental condition would originally
think of bestowing. When Callimachus and the
courtly astronomers of Alexandria pretended that the
golden locks of Berenice were raised to the heavens,
that was a mere piece of flattery constructed on the
inherited model of legends about the crown (Corona)
of Ariadne. It seems evident enough that the
older Greek names of stars are derived from a time
when the ancestors of the Greeks were in the mental
and imaginative condition of Iowas, Kanekas, Bushmen,
Murri, and New Zealanders. All these, and all
other savage peoples, believe in a kind of equality
and intercommunion among all things animate and inanimate.
Stones are supposed in the Pacific Islands to be male
and female and to propagate their species. Animals
are believed to have human or superhuman intelligence,
and speech, if they choose to exercise the gift.
Stars are just on the same footing, and their movements
are explained by the same ready system of universal
anthropomorphism. Stars, fishes, gods, heroes,
men, trees, clouds, and animals, all play their equal
part in the confused dramas of savage thought and
savage mythology. Even in practical life the
change of a sorcerer into an animal is accepted as
a familiar phenomenon, and the power of soaring among
the stars is one on which the Australian Biraark,
or the Eskimo Shaman, most plumes himself. It
is not wonderful that things which are held possible
in daily practice should be frequent features of mythology.
Hence the ready invention and belief of star-legends,
which in their turn fix the names of the heavenly
bodies. Nothing more, except the extreme tenacity
of tradition and the inconvenience of changing a widely
accepted name, is needed to account for the human
and animal names of the stars. The Greeks received
from the dateless past of savage intellect the myths,
and the names of the constellations, and we have taken
them, without inquiry, from the Greeks. Thus
it happens that our celestial globes are just as queer
menageries as any globes could be that were illustrated
by Australians or American Indians, by Bushmen or
Peruvian aborigines, or Eskimo. It was savages,
we may be tolerably certain, who first handed to science
the names of the constellations, and provided Greece
with the raw material of her astronomical myths—as
Bacon prettily says, that we listen to the harsh ideas
of earlier peoples ’blown softly through the
flutes of the Grecians.’