Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1893-07-18
FULLER FRUSTRATED.

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INK LOSES mrs sKlv-AssuRAxcx BKroRi
THE YAwxrxo MOUTH o. rHE
rHOxo0KAPH.
lrsl'sr' Worlds 1 n. t;,'''r' in s'sl''''
Edison's photograph Il given q mag
nlficent setting forth In the gallery
space, and you can Investigate and enjoy
this fascinating instrument 70 youI
hearts's content utterly free Of the a.
noying nickel. Beautiful young ladies
will very obllgingly explain the wonder
ful instrument to your perfect under
standing, and treat you ~ nicely ~
though they thought you were going to
buy one Of them, one of the machines,
mean. You will be interested TO learil
how the photograph 10 being used for
teaching languages, also 10 commercial
life. The man OF business talks hls
communication Into the Instruments
mouth-plece. Later the typewriter at
her leisure, which Il Q thing . type
writer 10 usually very fond Of, hangs the
tubes In her dainty ears, the denied WAX
gives back the words of the man OF busl-
ness, and the typewriter puts tie matter
Into letter. Or the wax cylinder u
talked full, sent or by mall, and the
words reproduced ut the most distant
point. Il seems like witchcraft.
"Perhaps you would like to talk Into
II yourselfs" the pretty girl asked, Ia
the sweetest tones, after she had treated
me to cylinder after cylinder OF songs
and brass bands and exercises In tho
German language.
1 said I thought It would be nice. So
she put bran new wax cylinder on the
machine, nicely adjusted the mechanism,
and told me to speak Into the mouth
piece. never felt 80 bashful In my
life.
III don't know what to say" ] said,
after looking vacantly Into the mouth
piece and then around the building and
then Into the bright eyes OF the at
tendant. "Suppose you begin
So she uttered few remarks, and one
or two other people took hold OF the
thing and said something, looking fool
lsh all the while. Then I likewise took
hold again.
"Say what do you think Of the phono-
graph" suggested the young woman,
seeing that | felt my position keenly.
1.-THE photograph is-the-the phonO.
graph is-a-" began In . frightened
tone.
"You must speak louder" she ex-
planned.
SO spoke louder, but didn't know
what said, and | even sang q feeble
little verse, till people who had been
listening began to move away, with u
wearied look on their faces, and the
young lady shut of the power.
Snow II you will listen through the
tubes" she continued, "yOu will hear
repeated all that has been spoken Into IT,"
SO I hearkened. The little machine
buried aud whizzed and then began talk
Ing. recognized the young lady's re-
marks, and what the other people had
said, every note and syllable exactly re-
produced, and then the thing began 10
stammer and halt and give forth what
seemed to be the remarks Ola young man
with red hair and blue necktlc, who,
never having been Ia public life, IL unex-
elected to preside ut q parish
meeting and has to return thanks for the
honor conferred upon him. There was
zone hemmlng and having, and u mum.
Der OF whistling noises, interspersed
With eloquent pauses, and I could hear the
break forth Into cold
as 1t finished the remarks
hat had been entrusted to Its care.
Then put the tubes carefully down.
III am to understand, am ], that those
stanzas represent what i
poke Into the machlney" ! asked In
mild inOiienslye tone.
"Just the same" the young lady re-
Piled, with u PARKWAY look In her eye.
my tones, my words--everythlngw
Everything" she said.
SO that explains II. know now why
people do not ask me to sing to them Of
ener. I understand why they do not
Isk me to sing 40 Promise Me- and
Dandy Won't Buy Nc u BOw-wow,"
md such things at concerts, and why
iObOdy ever comes to me when the regu-
ar tenor Il away and asks me to take his
place for q Sunday In the choir. | have
'elt hurt about these things In the past,
Ind thought was kept down by Jealousy,
but now my mind Is cleared Of u mis-
understanding that might have lain upon
{ forever, had not Mr.. Edison invented
Ills photograph. How grateful am to
lin.
sand do I understand" I said to
he young lady, ''that this cylinder,
ipon which ! have imprinted these re-
marks Of mine, can he preservedy
"For centuries" she answered.
sand my voice, with the information
falls to convey, reproduced lndeil-
,itelyY'
"whIle the world lasts" she said.
"But," I pursued, getting anxious, VI
you eau pare of that wax
cylinder, destroying the evidence, and
lse II for more vital purposes. Am ]
ightr'
"Qulte right" she observed.
"Mlss Edison" ] said In n trembling
'oice, III am not rich, rs men count
iches, but here Is n dollar and a half"
"GIye yourself no uneaslness," the
'Oung lady rejOlned; III shall destroy
he cylinder. We always do"
And 80 | came away. You Will never
now what weird, uncanny thing u
our own voice until II comes out OF the |
monograph. You think you know Its
Ound, but the sound you hear when you
peak Is not what you bore other people
With.
I shall try and not talk so much, here
fter.