The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-10-14
TIE LORD OF The
THREE DYNAMOS.

mos that buzzed and ratified at Gambler
wen, and kept the electric railway going,
came out of Yorkshire, and his name was
James Holroyd. He was a practical cleo
trician, but fond of whisky, heavy, red
haired brute with irregular teeth. He
doubted Carnot's cycle, but accepted Dali
tons atomic theory, and he had read
Shakespeare and found him weak in
chemistry. His helper came out of the
mysterious east, and his name was Azu-
ma-zi. But Holroyd called him Pooh
bah.
To define Azuma-zi was beyond ethnol-
ogy. He was, perhaps, more negroid
than anything else, though his hair was
curly rather than frizzy, and his nose
had a bridge. Moreover, his skin was
brown rather than black, and the whites
of his eyes were yellow. His broad cheek
bones and narrow chin gave his face
something of the viperine V. His head,
too, was broad behind and low and mar
row at the forehead, as if his brain had
been twisted round in the reverse mode
to a Europeans. He was short of stature
and still shorter of English. In CONVEX
sation he made numerous odd noises of
no known marketable value, and his fire.
quent words were carved and wrought
into heraldic grotesqueness. Holroyd
tried to elucidate his religious beliefs,
and-especiaIly after whisky-lectured to
him against superstition Azuma-zi, how
ever, shirked the discussion of his gods,
even though he was kicked for II.
AZuma-zi had come, clad in white, but
insufficient raiment, out of the stoke hole
of the Lord Give, from the Straits Set
Elements, and beyond into London. He
had heard even in his youth of the great
ness and riches OF London, where all the
women are white and fair, and even the
beggars in the streets are white, and he
had arrived, with newly earned gold coins
in his pocket to worship at the shrine of
civilization. The day of his landing was
a dismal one; the sky was dun, and
wind-worried drizzle filtered down to the
greasy streets, but he plunged boldly into
the delights of Shadwell, and was pres
entity cast up, shattered In health, civil
ized in costume, penniless, helpless, and,
except in matters of the direst necessity,
practically dumb animal to toll for
James Holroyd and to be bullied by him
in the dynamo shed at Camberwel And
to James Holroyd bullying was labor
of love.
engines at Camberwell. The two that
have been there since the beginning are
small machines; the larger one was new.
The smaller machines made a reasonable
noise; their straps hummed over the
drums, every now and then the brushes
buzzed and fizzled. and the air churned
steadily, WHO'D! whooi WHO'D! between
their poles. One was loose in its founda-
ton and kept the shed vibrating. But
the big dynamo drowned these little noises
altogether with the drone of its iron core,
which somehow set part of the ironwork
humming. The place made the visitors
head reel with the throb, throb, throb, Of
the engines, the rotations of the big
wheels, The spinning ball-valves, the oc-
casional spittings of the steam, and over
all the deep, unceasing surging note of
the big dynamo. This last noise was
from an engineering point of view, de-
feet, but Azuma-zi accounted it unto the
monster for mightiness and pride.
If it We're possible, we would have the
noises of that shed always about the
reader as he reads, we would tell our
story to such an accompaniment. 1t was
b. steady stream of din, from which the
ear picked out first one thread and then
another; there was the intermittent snort
ing painting and seething of the steam
engines the suck and thud of their pis-
tons, the dull beat on the air as the
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round a note the leather straps made
as they ran tighter and looser, and a
fretful tumult from the dynamos; and
over all, sometimes inaudible, as the ear
tired of 1t, and then creeping back upon
the senses again, was this trombone note
of the big machine. The floor never felt
steady and quiet beneath ones feet but
quivered and Jared. 1t was a confusing
unsteady place, and enough to send any
ones thoughts jerking into odd zigzags.
And for three months, while the big strike
of the engineers was in progress, Hol-
royd, who was a blaclIleg, and AZuma-zi,
who was a mere black, were never out of
the stir and eddy Of it, but slept and fed
in the little wooden shanty between the
shed and the gates.
Holrovd delivered a theological lecture
on the text of his big machine soon after
Azuma-zi came. He had to shout to be
heard in the din. Look at that" said
Holroyd; where's your heather idol to
match it?" And Azuma-zl looked. For
a moment Holroyd was inaudible, and
then Azuma-zi heard: XIII a hundred
men. 1t helps pay u per cent. on the or
binary shares" said HolIoyd, land that s
something like an idol!'
Bolroyd was proud of his big dynamo,
and expauated upon its size and power
to Azuma-zi until heaven knows what
odd currents of thought that and the in
CEgganI
I'm the curly black Uranium. He would
explain in the most graphic manner the
dozen or so ways I'm which a man might
be killed in it, and once he gave Azums-zi
a shock as q sample OF It's quality. After
that. in the breathing times OF his labor
II was heavy labor, being not only his
own. but most of Holroyd 's-Azuma-z ri
would sit and watch the big machine. Now
and then the brushes would sparkle and
eplt blue flashes, at which Holroyd would
swear but all the rest was as smooth
and rhythmic as breathing. The band ran
shouting over the shaft, and ever behind
one as one watched, was the complacent
thud OF the piston. So It lived all day in
this big shed, with him and Holroyd 10
wait upon It; not prlsoned up and slav-
ing 70 drive q ship as the other engines he
knew had been, but machine enthroned.
Those two smaller dynamos, Azuma-zi by
force Of contrast despised; the large one
ne privately christoned the Lord Of tho
Dynamos. They were fretful ana ir-
reguiar. but the big dynamo was steady.
How great It was' How serene and easy
IN its working! Greater ana calmer even
than the Buddahs he had seen a. Ran
COON. and vet not motionless but living
Tho great black coils spuu. gDuu. puuu