The Yellowstone journal. [volume] (Miles City, Mont.) 1893-1901, 1893-09-30
ALWAYS INVENTING.
AN INGENIOUS MAN WHO is USUALLY
DOING SOMETHING.

\ story That shows What a Terrible Al.
Fiction the Disease of Improbable In
genuity May Ee-Two Evenings In the
House of an Inventor.
Had it not been that my family went
,ut of town a short time ago and left me
homeless and respondent. l would nevet
rave been able to write this story. As il
vas | was won over by the entreaties of a
'riend and went to live with him and his
little family-for awhile.
1t pleases me to meet geniuses. like
20 touch shoulders with men Of ideas,
and that is just what this friend of mine
might be labeled-a mar of ideas. did
not know it before l went to his house,
but then / discovered he is an inventor.
What he invents is immaterial; suf-
ice it to say he invents in the full sense
If the word. If he works out an idea,
Ind when the model is perfected it doesn't
10 what he thought it would, he makes
it do something else.
It's a double back action style of in
venting that is destined to fill long felt
wants or leave an aching void. The in
SCutoI 10 uOl ~ ldIlC " Ill VI JlCSC
happenings, his business being exclu-
sively to invent.
We were sitting in his dining room the
first evening I was at his house. The
servant had just cleared the dinner table,
and my friends wife was looking after
the youngsters and keeping their nurse
out of mischief.
George was looking intently at one of
the gas tips, and his brain machinery was
grinding exceeding fine material, l could
see.
well, what is it?' I asked, looking up
and around for a stray June bug or some
other bird of plumage.
I'm just thinking" George said rather
dreamily, Il can improve on that gas
tip. I'll do it. I've got it sure" Then
he began drawing things on a piece of
paper that looked like deformed church
steeples. He said they were gas tips.
For a day or two George ate very lit
tie. l afterward learned this is COM
mon with inventors, as they are able to
go for weeks at a time without touching
a morsel. Their brains stop working
when their owner eats. There's no mon
y III eating NASSII " Vic dtdltIS Nj
edibles.
When George came back to earth and
food. he had a model in his pocket. 1t
was the tangible outcome of his think
ing.
isn't that splendid:" he said, with
ecstasy, holding it up before me. His
black eyes glistened.
Eyes. it's very pretty" Ireplied. Evil
it work.
"You bet it'll work. The user will
get a large and steady fame. with no
waste of gas and with one.third the usual
pressure. I'll show YOU"
George got up and adjusted it to the
chandelier. He got out matches and
then turned ont the remaining gas jet
Fully IA matches were struck while we
sat in the dark. l held my breath be-
cause my hold OH solemnity BETTING the
occasion was fast loosing.
He said many things which l coulc
not be led to repeat. The sanctity of o
private home should o be invaded. 1t
was his right to say things, as he paid
the rent.
The thing did not work. l could see
that, even though it was dark. He re-
lighted the gas and sat down. You can
never tell what an inventor is going to
do, SO l said nothing. Oh, l believe l
did ask him if there was an opening in
the end for the gas to ooze through. I'm
not sure, though. but l know George
didn't answer.
lie finally secured IA couple of feet of
rubber lose that he had used in
another experiment and fastened the gas
tip on one end. He thought perhaps
there was an obstruction that water
would clear away. The other end of the
hose he attached to a faucet.
l stood by like any well behaved in
vited guest. George turned the water,
and it shot through in first rate shape. +
The fact was the gas tip was a splendid
sprinkler. Even Georges wife acknowl.
edged that, and she gave up acknowledge
ing anything but his inventive failures |
years ago.
by gracious!' George exclaimed,
isn't that a dandy sprinkler? I'll get
that patented" Then he laid it down.
1t was the next evening Georges wife
said that her expensive music box was
out of order and would not nsxy. The
valuable instrument was put on the ta-
BILE, and George peered into it for about
Eve minutes.
mo wonder; | see what's the matter
George remarked as he left the room. |
He returned with four or five imple-
that for all I know belonged to a |
kitchen range.
He unfastened a couple of screws and
and then! The case was full
of snarled up springs, things that looked
like comb teeth and vario0 suds and