Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1895-01-03

VII IL, fr1endS repeated 1t there was
no Disgusting the fact that those
weak lungs in the body of Will
ham III. Brown, the great elec-
trician, were becoming weaker,
and that he must spend the winter in a
his friends; but William H. Brown
himself said "Nonsense. When the
doctor insisted, he replied ~ cannot
leave my work.
"You do not need to leave youl
work" said the astute physician "take
your work along with you"
The electrician laughed. '"Hhat would
involve carrying along the United
States Patent Office and few hundred
contracts, to say nothing of this dyna-
mo and the engine that operates it.n
"Never mind your patents and your
contracts" the physician urged. ian
agent can attend to them. After all
the work you have done you can afford
to spend the winter experimenting
What are an engine and a dynamo to
you? You can make one to carry
south in your satchel as easily as some
things you have made. Try it, and
give your lungs a chance
"That's an idea," said the electrician
II might take small dynamo and buy
perimenting. Where is it you want
me to go?"
'"To the West Indies,' the physician
replied. "BoX up your lathe and all
the rest of your tools and send them
down to the Isle of Delight, and let a
little engine and dynamo follow them.
You can experiment all winter to
your hearts content, and come home
in the spring new man. If you stay
here, you are in danger"
''l'll think of it, " said the electrician,
and thought no more about it-not, at
least, until several weeks later, when
his wife said, in her kindly determined
way, that she was in communication
with house agent on the Isle of De-
light, and had the refusal of charm
ing place that would exactly suit for a
residence for the winter-a large stone
house called Sea View, near the water,
with plenty of ground, and large or
chards, and, above all, more than a
mile from the town, SO that he need
not be disturbed at his work.
ThereupOn this distinguished electri-
clan, before whom all the little electri-
clans dropped their eyelids and opened
their mouths alphabetically, capitulated
at once. This great man had no time
for argument when his wife quietly de-
termined upon anything. So it was
settled that they were to spend the
winter on the Isle of Delight.
II must have Thomas along - said
the electrician.
Have anybody along that you want, u
his energetic wife replied. "Just make
me a memorandum on this pad of the
kind of dynamo and engine you want
sent down, and | will attend to every
thingn
The memorandum was soon made.
and for several weeks more Mr.. Brown
toiled away in his workshop with no
currents and ohms. Whether he for
got all about the projected journey
there is no electrical device for ascer-
tanning, but if he did it was brought
to his mind one morning when he
found the lathe and most of his smaller
tools missing, and Thomas, his capable
assistant, cleaning the room. Then he
only scratched lis head and said in an
absent way ooh, yes When do we
start ?"
"To-morrow,o answered Thomas.
When host of friends called that
evening to say goodbye, there was one
among them who had spent a season
on the Isle of Delight, and he, learn
ing that the Browns were to keep house
there, warned them against thieves,
"for the darkies would steal the very
roof off the house if they had a chance.n
The electrician made no reply to this,
but early the next morning he sent
Thomas to a wholesale chemists with
an order, and before the steamer sailed
large case labelled Explosives" was
sent on board for him and slowed away
in a safe place.
In the three days voyage to the Isle
of Delight the great electrician worked
out the basis of device for catching
the smoke from the tunnels and drop
ping it astern, another for supplying
the fire-roOm with draughts CT cool air,
and third for utilizing the odor of
burned oil that lowered about the ma
chinery. This work left him no time
for seasickness, and Mrs. Brown and
Thomas took care that he left off one
thick garment after another as the
weather became warmer.
The Sea View house suited Mr..
Brown exactly, as Mrs. Brown had pre-
dicted, not on account of the large
grounds or the orchards, the spacious
dwelling or the white beach, but be-
cause there was large lower room
with two windows and only one door,
where he could shut himself in and be
secure from interruption. That room
was to be the workshop.
In the few days that were necessary
for setting up the little engine and
dynamo and preparing the wOrkroom
the electrician wandered about the
premises like lost man, smoking his
pipe continually. The shining brass
engine with its copper boiler interested
him, as it must have interested any
one who loved machinery. The strange
trees and curious tropical fruits, too, at
tracted his attention, but with all the