Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1892-09-17
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know. Then heat the spike redhot
in the fire."
While Theo was doing this Harry
fitted the enlarged end of the pipe To
the spout of the tcalsettle. and gently
pounded it down snug and tight with
the Ratchet.
When the spike was hot enough
he melted the edges of the pipe.
and thus soldered it to the kettle.
"Now bring the water jug out of
the boat, and that rusty tin pail you
use for bailing," he ordered.
Theo brought pail and jug. and
Harry managed to cut small hole
through the side Of the pail, almost
at the bottom, through which he
thrust the straight end of pipe from
the lower part of the coil, thus fix
ing the coil in the pail, ard stuffing
pieces of his handkerchief into the
hole beside the pipe to MALE it water
tight.
Then he bent down about three
inches of the end of pipe that pro
truded from the pail like water
spigot.
"Now, Theo," said TIE thirsty
young scientist, you build me lit
tie hearth of stones to hold the ket-
tie just where it is now; and you,
Samson, get that other old pan out
of the boat and dip me up some
water"
Harry scraped away sard on the
side of the pail farthest from the fire
until the mouth Of the water jug was
brought on level with tie bottom
of the pail, with the bent end of the
pipe running into it.
In few fninutes there was n roar.
ing fro under the kettle. f, fuel was
plenty.
Hi, boss, that kittle'll soon begin
to singl" Theo shouted as the fire
cracked and roared.
"Kettlel' said Harry. There is
no kettle here"
Why" Theo answered, there's
my old copper kittle that make my
tea out Of"
NO" Harry corrected him. 'That
1S no5 EeJ51e any more; II y O re-
tort This coil Of pipe is a worm
The water jug is receiver The
whole apparatus Is still. lam go
ing to distill water row, and you
shall both have drink in very few
minutes"
A few minutes later the kettle be-
gan to sing. Too much steam es-
capped around the lid, and Harry tore
q piece of lining from his coat, wetted
it in the pail and placed it over the
joints. Then he lay down on the
sand and put his ear close to the
water jug.
Drop, drop, he heard; but he said
not word.
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop-it
was steady now, though slow, and
every sixty Of those drops spoon
full 1t was the sweetest music he
ever heard, the falling Of those drops
of life. 1t was the singing of birds
in green meadows, the dashirg of
cascades over mossy rocks.
More wood on the fire, Theo.
Keep her hot"
What got into the jug, boss2"
Theo asked after the fire had been
replenished.
Fresh waterl" Harry cried.
"Oh, no, boss; you can't turn salt
water into fresh"
Cant II Go bring mo tumbler
and tablespoon out Of the boat
two tumblers"
Theo brought the tumblers and
three tablespoons, and Harry lifted
the jug from under the end of the
pipe, putting one of the trlmblers in
its place.
Hold your spoonsl"
Theo and Sansom stood each with
a spoon in his outstretched hand.
Harry emptied the jug into one of
the tumblers. Such tiny bit
He filed Theo's spoon, filed San
som's and had only few drops left
for himself half spoonful.
'Now taste it."
1t was warm, but sweet as the
water from any well. To taste was
to swallow to boys in their thirsty
1t moistened their parch-
ed throats, gave them new life. Even
Sansom revived.
THAT beats me, boss" said he
"That's something Sansom never saw
done before. But there's so little
of it,"
IF we can make q spoonful, we
can make pailful," said Harry.
"We've only to keep the fire going
and water in the kettle. It's the
simplest thing in the world. The
heat turns the water into steam,
which tries to escape by tho pipe, |
The water in tho pail keeps the pipe |
cool and the steam is condensed into
fresh water and runs into tho jug. |
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