Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1897-06-05
THE BOYS REVENGE.
BY Harry n. Gardiner.

'Say, mister, don't the electric cars
use direct current?"
The lineman upon the top of the re-
pair wagon tower scowled as he looked
down upon the messenger boy who mad
asked the question.
What is it to you what kind of a
current the electric cars use?" was his
surly response.
Il just wanted to know. Some of the
ether boys said it was alternating cur
rent, and didn't know but you'd tell
me-"
Eyes. it's direct current" replied an
ether Iineman, who was working with
the one who had before spoken.
Thanks! And isn't it five hundred
volts?'' was the next inquiry of the
young information-seel1er.
The boss lineman turned to his assist
ant with a frown.
''What did you tell him for?"
AT the same moment he dropped, ap-
parently by accident, the spool of fine
wire which he was about to use. He
held the free end of the wire, which was
ground.
sSay, kid, throw me up that spool.
and I'll tell YOU" he answered, to the
boys second inquiry.
Instantly the lad sprang to obey, and
picking up the spool of wire, he stepped
back to throw it, looking where he was
walking, instead of at the man upon the
wagon tower.
With a malicious wink at his COM
panion, the Iineman brought the wire
in his hand in contact with the trolley
wire upon which he was working.
The boy the ground gave a cry
which was a half groan, half scream,
his arms jerked violently back, his body
twisted, his teeth snapped together, and
his black eyes seemed ready to jump
from his head.
1t was only for an instant that the
Iineman held the fine wire in contact
with the live one; but for that instant
1t seemed to the boy as if thousand
needles were running through all parts
of his body.
AS soon as he could release his hold
upon the spool he threw it under the
wagon, and not wishing to expose the
tears which he could not keep from his
eyes, he started down the street, rub
bling his wrist where it felt as if the
shock had been the most severe.
The lineman, who considered his
cruel trick n great joke, was convulsed
with laughter.
there is now, and that he won't want
any more electrical knowledge right
away, neither!" he said, as soon as he
could control his mirth.
Il call that a pretty low trick. Sup
pose you had killed him?' replied his
companion.
Five hundred volts wouldn't kill
anybody. But how he did dance! and
how his eyes did pop out!"
And the fellow went into another con-
vulsion at the thought of his sport
Ray Wilson had been in the messenger
service only a few weeks, but in that
time he had shown such a desire to gain
information about electricity that the
other boys had styled him young Edi-
son; and the name of the great invent
or had become so fastened upon him
that Thomas A" was their nick
name for him.
Not only did Ray desire to become an
operator, but he wished to know all
about the mysterious agent that would
reproduce in that office the clicks of in
,struments in New York or Chicago.
He had succeeded in so getting into
the good graces of Mr.. Billings, the re-
pair man, that he had explained to him
the workings oe the batteries in the cell
lar, until he knew just how they should
ibe connected TO produce the best, re-
suits.
He had practieed upon pieces of wire