Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, December 7, 1907, Page 15

CHAPTER XXIi.—(Continued. . . I cannot suppose that any of you here are now unaware of the na- ture of my experiments and discov- ery It has been ventilated in the pr so largely during the last few days, and Mr. Donald Megbie has writ- ten such a lucid account of the in- fluence which he believes the discov- ery will have upon modern life, that I am sure you all realize something of the nature of what I am about to show you. “To put it very plainly, I am going to show you how thought can be col- lected in the form of vibrations, in the form of fluid electric current, and collected directly from the brain of the thinker as he thinks. ‘tT am further going to demon- strate to you how this current can be He stopped for a moment, and there 1s a little murmur from his guests. Then he went on: . ‘Before proceeding to actual experi- that I should 3 count of the means hich I have achieved such mar- ment yelous results. I do not propose to do this in extremely technical language, for, were I to do so, a large portion of those here this afternoon would not le to follow me. I shall proceed explain in words which I think most of you will understand. “My illustrious confreres in science will follow me and understand the technical aspect of what I am going to put into very plain language, and to them especially I would say that, after the actual experiment has been conducted, I shall beg them to exam- ine my apparatus and to go into the matter with me from a purely scien- tific aspect. “And now, ladies let me begin. ‘That light is transmitted by waves e ether is abundantly proved, but nature of the waves and the na- > of the ether have, until the pres- always been uncertain. It is that the ultimate particles of exist in a state of vibration, but it cannot be assumed that the vi- bration is purely mechanical. Experi- ment has proved the existences of mag- netic and electric strains in the ether, and I have found that electro-magnetic strains are propagated with the same speed as that with which light travels. “You will now realize, to put it in very simple language, that the connec- tion between light and what the man fn the street would call ‘currents’ or ‘waves’ of electricity is very intimate. When I had fully established this in my own mind, I studied the physiology ef the human body for a long period. I found that the exciting agents in the nerve system of the animal frame are frequently electric, and upon ex- perimenting upon the nerve system in the human eye I found that it could be excited by the reception of electro- magnetic waves. “In the course of my experiments I began more and more frequently to ask myself, ‘What is the exact nature of thought?” “You all know how Signor Marconi can send out waves from one of his transmitters. I am:now about to tell you that the human brain is nothing more or less than an organism which, and gentlemen, in the process of thought, sends out | {nto the surrounding ether a number of subtle vibrations. But as these vi- brations are so akin in their very es- sence to the nature of light, it occur- red to me that it might be possible to gather them together as they were given off, to direct them to a certain point, and then,. by means of trans- forming them into actual light through a new form of spectroscope; and, in- stead of colored rays being projected upon a screen through the prism of the instrument, the actual living thought of the brain would appear for everyone to see. “This is, in brief, precisely what I have done, and it is precisely what I am going to show you in a few min- utes. Having given you this briefest and slightest outline of the law I have discovered and proved, I will explain to you something of the mechanical means by which I have proved it, and by which I am going to show it to you in operation.” He stopped once more and moved a little away from where he had been standing. Every one was now thoroughly in- terested. There was a _ tremulous silence as the tall, lean figure moved toward a small table on which the shining conical cap, or helmet of brass, lay. Sir William took up the object and held it in his right hand, so that ev- ery one could see it distinctly. From the top, where the button of an ordi- mary cap would be, a thin, silk-cover- ed wire dropped down to the floor, ‘Alive or Dead?’ The Strange Disappearance of Gerald Rathbone. By GUY THORNE. and finally rose again and disappeared with a complicated piece of mechan- ism a few feet away. “This cap,” Sir William said, “is placed upon the head of a human be- ing. You will observe later that it covers the whole of the upper part of the head down to the eyes, and also descends behind to the naye of the neck and along each side of the neck to the ears. “A person wearing this cap is quite unconscious of anything more than the mere fact of its weight upon his head. But what is actually going on is that every single thought he se- cretes is giving off this vibration, not into the ether, but within the space enclosed by the cap. These vibrations cannot penetrate through the sub- stance with which the cap is lined, and in order to obtain an egress they ean only use the outlet which I have prepared for them. This is placed in the top of the cap, and is something like those extremely delicate mem- branes which receive the vibrations of the human voice in a telephone and transmit them along a wire to the re- ceiver at the other end of it.” He put down the cap and looked to- ward his audience. Not a single per- son moved in the very least. The dis- tinguished party, tier upon tier, might have been a group of wooden statues painted and colored to resemble the human form. Sir William moved on. “Here,” he said, “is a piece of apparatus, enclosed in this box, which presented the first great difficulty in the course of the twenty years during which I have been engaged upon this work. Within this wooden shell,” he tapped it with his fingers, “the thought vibrations, if I may call them so, are collected and transformed into definite and separate electric currents. Every single varia- tion is their strength or quality is changed into a corresponding electric current, which, in its turn, varies from its fellow-currents. So far, I have found that between 3,000 and 4,000 cur- rents, differing in their tensity and their power, are generated by the or- dinary thoughts of the ordinary human being.” “You may take it from me, as I shall presently show my scientific brethren, that within this box thought vibrations are transformed into electric currents.” He passed on to a much larger ma- chine, which was connected by a net- work of wires covered with crimson and yellow silk to the mahogany box which he had just left. The outside of the new piece of ap- paratus resembled nothing so much as one of those enormous wine-coolers which one sees in big restaurants’ or | hotels. It was a large, square case standing upon four legs; from the lid of this case rose something which sug- gested a very large photographic cam- era, but made of dull steel. The tube, in which the lens of an ordinary cam- era is set, was in this case prolonged for six or seven feet, and was lost in the interior of the next machine. And now, for the first time, the strained ears of the spectators caught a note of keen vibration and excite- ment in Sir William Gouldesbrough’s voice. He had been speaking very quietly and confidentially hitherto, but now the measured utterance rose half a tone, and, as when some great actor draws near in speech to the climax of the event he mimics, so Sir William also began to be agitated, and so also the change in tone sent a thrill and quiver through the ranks of those who sat before him, “Here,” he said, “I have succeeded in transforming my electric currents into light. That is nothing, you may think for a moment; the electric cur- rent produces light in your own houses | at any moment; but you must remem. | ber that in your incandescent bulbs the light is always the same in its quality. Light of this sort, passed through the prism of a spectroscope, will always tell the same story when the screen presents itself for analysis, My problem has been to produce an in- finite variety of light, so that every single thought vibration will produce when transformed, its own special and individual quality of light, and that,” he concluded, “I have done.” Sir Harold Oliver, who had been | leaning forward with gray eyes so strained and intent that all the life seemed to have gone out of them and they resembled sick pearls, gave a gasp as Sir William paused. Then Gouldesbrough continued. He placed his hand upon the thing like a camera which rose from the lid of the larger structure below it. “Within this chamber,” he said, “all the light generated below is collected and focused. It passes in one volume through this object.” He moved onward as he spoke, run- ning his fingers along the pipe which led him to the next marvel in his stu- pendous series. “IT have now come,” he began again, “to what Mr. Guest and myself might, perhaps, be allowed to think as our su- preme triumph. Here is our veritable thought spectroscope within this erec- tion, which, you will observe, is much larger than anything else I have shown you. The light which pours along that tube is passed through what I will only now designate as a prism, to keep the analogy of the light spectroscope, and is split up into its component parts. “You will see that, rising out of this iron box”—he ran his hand over the sides of it as if he loved it—“the lens projects just like the lens of a bio- scope. This lens is directed full upon that great white screen which is exact- ly opposite to you all; and this is my final demonstration of the mechanism which I am about to set in motion to Thave now triu ed over the hitherto hidden realm of | THE j though. From this lens I shall pour, upon the screen in a minute or two for; you all to see, without doubt and in simple view, the thoughts of the man or woman on whom I shall place the cap.” ‘ He ceased. The first part of the demonstration was over. és Lord Malvin rosé in his seat. His voice was broken by emotion. “Sir,” he said, “I know—none better, perhaps, in this room—of the marvel- ous triumphs which have led you to this supreme moment. I know how ab- solutely and utterly true all you have told us is, and I know that we are go- ing to witness your triumph.” He turned round to the people be- hind him. “We are goning to see,” he said, “the human soul laid bare for the first time in the history of the world.” Then he turned once more to Sir William, and his voice, though still full of almost uncontrollable emotion, be- came deep and stern. “Sir William Gouldesbrough,” he said, “I have to salute you as the fore- most scientist of all time, greater than Newton, greater than Darwin, greater than us all. And I pray to God that you have used the great talent He has given you in a worthy way, and I pray that, if you have done this, you will always continue to do so; for surely it is only for some special reason that God has allowed you this mastery.” He ceased, and there was rustle and hum of movement among all the peo- ple, as this patriarch lifted his voice with almost a note of warning and menace in it. It was all so unusual, so unexpected. Why did this strange prophetic note come into the proceedings? What was hidden in the old man’s brain? Every one felt the presence, the un- seen presence, of deep waters and hid- den things. Marjorie Poole had bowed her head; she was absolutely motionless. There was a tension in the air. Sir William G ouldesbrough’s head was bowed also as he listened with courteous deference to the words of one whose name had been chief and most honored in the scientific world for so many years. Those who watch- ed him remarked afterward that he seemed to be stricken into stone for a moment, as words which were almost a veiled accusation pealed out into the great room. Then they saw Sir William once more himself in a swift moment. His eyes were bright and there was a look of triumph on his face. “IT thank you, Lord Malvin,” he said, in a voice which was arrogant and keen. “I thank you for your congratu- lations, your belief, and for your hopes for me; and now, my lord, ladies, and gentlemen, shall we not proceed to the actual demonstration? “T am going to ask that one of you come down from your seat and allow me to place the cap on your head. I shall then darken the laboratory, and the actual thoughts of the lady or gen- tleman who submits herself or himself to the experiment will be thrown upon the screen.” There was a dead silence now, but most of the people there looked at each other in doubt and fear. It might well be that, confronted for the first time in their lives with the possibility of the inmost secrets of their souls being laid bare, the men and women of the world would shrink in terror. Who of us, indeed, is able to look clearly and fairly into his own heart and realize in every actual truth what he is? Do we mot, day by day and hour by hour, apply the flattering unction to our souls that we are not so very bad after all; that what we did last week, and what, subconsciously, we know we shall do again in the week that is coming, is only the result of a temperament which cannot be controll- ed in this or that particular, and that we have many genial virtues—not ex- actly specified or defined—which make it all up to a high level of conduct af ter all? (‘Fo Be Continued.) RESTORING TURQUOISES. Nature in Some Cases, Oil in Others, Changes the Blue to Green. “There is need of a sure method of restoring to turquoises their original color,” said a gem expert. “‘Turquoises are said to become green by age, but it is more probable that the green color is due to grease which accumu- jates on them. “They are very porous and are readily impregnated by liquids. When green spots appear and they have not penetrated far into the stone, the col- or can sometimes be restored by al- lowing the turquoise to remain in a solution of equal parts of alcohol and ammonia, or embedding it for a time in fuller’s earth moistened with alco- hol or water. “Petroleum ether is also a good dis- solver of oil and grease spots. If the grease or oil has penetrated far into the stone it is useless to attempt to re- move it, as it would only crack or whiten the stone, “Sometimes the change in color re- sults from a natural cause, and hence this beautiful gem cannot be guaran- teed, although the owners of the American mines always replace any stones that change color within six months. “In a coronation chair in the Krem- lin in Moscow are several old tur- quoises, some of which possess a beau- tiful shade of blue, while others have turned to green.” She Knew. It. “My dear,” said the head of the house, looking over his morning paper at his better half, “there is a crisis coming in China.” “I know it!” she moaned. “Susas has left only half a dozen pieces whol out of our new dinner set.” General Demand of the Well-Informed of the World has always been for a simple, pleasant and efficient liquid laxative remedy of known value; a laxative which physicians could sanction for family use because its com- ponent parts are known to them to be wholesome and truly beneficial in effect, acceptable to the system and gentle, yet prompt, in action. In supplying that demand with its ex- cellent combination of Syrup of Figs and Elixir of Senna, the California Fig Syrup Co. proceeds along ethical lines and relies on the merits of the laxative for its remark- able success. That is one of many reasons why Syrup of Figs and Elixir of Senna is given the preference by the Well-Informed. To get its beneficial effects always buy the genuine—manufactured by the Cali- fornia Fig Syrup Co., only, and for sale by all leading druggists. Price fifty centa per bottle. Two of a Kind. “Why did you leave your last place?” she bluntly asked the appli- cant for housemaid’s place. “I couldn’t stand the way mistress and master used to quarrel, mum.” “Dear me, did they quarrel very often?” “Yes, mum. When ’twasn’t me an’ ‘im, ‘twas me an’ ’er.” PRODUCTIVE POWER OF WESTERN CANADA SOIL Winnipeg Correspondence. There has never been any who have doubted the productiveness of the soil of Western Canada, but there are sometimes found those who question the fact of its superiority. During the past season it has been shown that in grain raising qualities it possessed the very best. The late spring pre- vented grain being sown in many cases before the middle of May. Yet, a large percentage of that sown at that time produced excellent yields. Had it not been for the frost early in August, which visited most of the north half of the continent, there would have been a magnificent yield in every dis- trict in Western Canada. Throughout the Southern Alberta district where about 100,000 acres was sown to win- ter wheat the yield will be enormously large. There are vast tracts of valu- able grain growing land in Western Canada that are available for home- steads, the Canadian Government giv- ing 160 acres free, and entry may be made -by proxy, by any near relative, thus saving considerable cost to the American who may have entry made in this way. Any Canadian Govern- ment Agent will give you the partic- ulars. Your correspondent has just re ceived the following letter from Craik, Saskatchewan, which bears out the statement made in the first part of this letter. tr st! a of “Craik, Sask., Aug. 1907. “May 24th we planted a Dahlia root, which we brought with us from Min- neapolis. Aug. 12th, 80 days later, it was in bloom. The plant is now 4% feet high and covered with blossoms. We never got half as many flowers on it in Minneapolis, even during Septem- ber and October, although we had more time to attend to it there.” I mention this only as an example of the great productive power of the soil here in Saskatchewan, Canada. the sixteenth of a cubic inch. “Lost all my teeth something like or 35 years ago,” he continued, “so A small 80 To the Best of His Knowledge. “Johnny, what is your father’s na tivity?” asked the teacher. “His what, ma’am?” “His nativity—His nationality, you know.” “Oh, he hasn’t got any yet, ma’am. We just moved here from Nebraskay last week.” ° ac 8a TO CURE ACOUGH OR COLD. |i) Doctor’s Prescription Checks an Acute of Cold in a Day and Cures Chronic Coughs. The following formula is a never failing remedy for coughs or colds: Two ounces of glycerine, one-half ounce of Concentrated oil of pine, one half pint of good whisky, mix and shake thoroughly each time and use in doses of a teaspoonful to a table- spoonful every four hours. , This, if followed up, will cure any cough that is curable or break up an acute cold in 24 hours. The in- gredients all can be gotten at any drug store. Concentrated oil of pine comes put up for medicinal uses only in half ounce vials sealed in air tight cases de signed to protect it from heat and light. Other oils of pine are insoluble and are likely to produce nausea and cannot give the desired results. In by mi ling of Tender Spots. We all have tender spots, which, touched, Cause us to wildly rage; A bald head’s apt to be a man’s, And woman’s is her age. thi in of tal SHIP YOUR CREAM to Crescent Creamery Co., St. Paul, Minn Write to-day for tags and prices. Note the evil results of smoking as illustrated by the volcano; it constant. ly suffers from eruptions. p22 As ee BUY GUNS. AND TRAPS and ship furs and hides to the old reliable Northwestern Hide & Fur Co., Minneap’lis. ‘There are very unhappy marriages -—the unhappiness comes later. in Indians know Seneca county used to come into Waterloo, where I lived for a time, but we didn’t pay much attention to them. They were always peaceable, and never harmed anybody so far as I know. years old when I came to New York in 47, and if I do say it myself, I would- n’t give way to any man in any kind I can’t chew like I used to. plug of tobacco will last me about six weeks, now, but when I was young I used to take long naps. with block signals. shows that the company now has every mile of its main lines protected the block signal gineering. NEW YORKER A PASSENGER ON FIRST AMERICAN TRAIN. Stephen Smith Dubois Stili In Fine Mental and Physical Vigor at Age of 94—Remembers the Ride Well. As an example of mental and phys- ical vigor at the age of 94, Stephen Smith Dubois, who a few days ago completed the task of cutting and stacking the product of a five-acre field of corn down at Norwood, Long Island, is probably one of the most remark- able old men in the country of whom there is a record. living man who rode on the first pas- senger train run on a steam railroad in America—the Mohawk and Hudson —whose rails connected Albany and Troy. living link that connects the railroad history of the past and present, but he was one of the two passengers who rode in the coach, drawn by an engine called the Yankee. senger was his uncle. Not only is Dubois the only The other pas- It was the first official trip, and with a foresight, which has not been followed in later years, the inhabitants of Troy insisted that the directors of the road should assume the first risk, for there was nobody willing to take the chance of a ride behind a “con- aption” that they believed was like- ly to blow up at any moment. “I was born up in Cayuga county, said the old gentleman, as he rested for a moment from sawing a thick ick of timber, “and came to New York in 1847. My wife died in 1843. My youngest son, family, is 63, and a very good boy. That I am the only living man who rode on the first railroad train must be true, because I was cnly a boy of 16 at the time, and the directors I rode with were grown men, some of them old men. the baby of the “When I first came to New York the northernmost house in the city was on Twenty-sixth street, near Madison avenue. fields. was built a few years later, I think, or if it was built it was not used as a half-way house in 1847. east side there were only a few shan- ties above Twelfth street. Beyond that was all green Corporal Thompson’s cottage Over on the You had clear view of the East river from what is now Central park. “When I was a boy up in Cayuga, of the Seneca tribe—you is close by— I was 34 acontest. When I was 50 years old I was as good as most men at 25. “T have lived the greater part of my life in the open air, eaten and drunk everything that came along, and haye chewed tobacco for about 75 years. I gave up smoking 30 or 40 years ago, and my quids of chewing have become smaller. Here is what I use now.” The old man took from his vest pocket a tiny cube of tobacco. It could not have contained more than I don’t sleep well at nights Sleep is a great thing ‘better than food or drink.” The most remarkable physical hievement of the old man this year was cutting the corn from a five-acrd field. He piled this up in 200 “stonts,” and it is standing to-day as a monu ment of his prowess. He cleared the me field a year ago, and then shelled the corn by hand, taking each ear and scraping over a bar laid across a bushel measure. was full he would empty it and begin When the measura elling it again. Early in the spring this year he dug up a big cherry tree by the roots and cut it into fire. wood. Spread of Block Signals, It is said that out of a total mileage on the Pennsylvania railroad’s east- ern lines of 6,032 miles of track more than 1,500 additional miles have with- the last three years been equipped The signal report block signals, and of the entire lleage of the lines east only about 500 miles are not equipped with block signals. are short industrial lines or branch Most of the latter, however, es, on which traffic is so light and such a character as to render unnecessary. — En- Doing a Good Work. In addition to the Pennsylvania Railroad company’s and pension disbursements the latest reports of the company’s relief fund thows that since the organization of superannuation is department in 1886 the pbene- ficiarles of employes have been paid death claims $6,815,409.77, and that members have received on account disablements $9,880,433.92, or a to- of $16,695,843.69. Railroads In British India. ‘The length of railroads in operation British India was appreciably ex- tended during the decade ending with 1906, inclusive; working at the close of 1906 being £9,097, and the progress made during the decade 7.930 miles. the length of line He is the only Rae USED PE-RU-NA.’ | | | | | RS. LIZZIE LOHR, 1155 W. 18th St., Chicago, IL, writes: “T take pleasure in writing you these few lines, ae, there may be other women suffering the same asI did. “T had my complaints for overa year, night sweats a)l winter and noappetite. I was run-down so far that I had to sit down to do my cooking, I was so weak. “I tried many different medicines and doctors also. Nothing seemed to do me any good. 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I see they are, and New York never looked better to me, but do you know I think next year I shall take my vacation-in the fal? again and go up around where I’ve just come from, hunting for bear. Yes, sir, they get bear up there as well as deer; don’t have to go to Louisiania for bear. But here’s my trail, I mean street; so long, old man, just now I’m hunting business.” BEGAN YOUNG. Had “Coffee Nerves” from Youth. “When very young I began using coffee and continued up to the past six months,” writes a Texas girl. “I had been exceedingly nervous, thin and very sallow. After quitting coffee and drinking Postum Food Cof- fee about a month my nervousness disappeared and has never returned. This is the more remarkable as I am a Primary teacher and have kept right on with my work. “My complexion now is clear and rosy, my skin soft and smooth. 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