The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1899-12-03

ton OF the lamps. The fiaring shop
IA windows fiickered vaguely with
steamy brightness through the
thick and heavy atmosphere.
The high lines Of houses which lead
down to the embankment were all dark
and deserted, or illuminated only by the
glimmering lamp of the caretaker. At
one point, however, there shone out from
three windows upon the second floor
rich Hood OF light. which broke the SOM
Der monotony of the terrace. Paseen-
gers glanced up curiously, and drew each
others attention to the ruddy glare. for
It marked the chambers Of Francis Peri.
cord, the inventor and electrical engi-
neer. Long into the watches of the
night the gleam Of his lamps bore wit
ness to the untiring energy and restless
industry which was rapidly carrying
him to the first rank In his profession.
Within the chambers there sat two men.
Tho enc was Pericord himself-hawk-
faced and angular, with the black hair
and brisk bearing which spoke Of his
Celtic origin. The other-thick, sturdy
and blue-eyed, was Jeremy Brown. the
Well-known mechanician. They had been
partners in many an invention, In which
the creative genius of the one had been
aided by the practical abilities Of the
other. It wan . question among their
friends as to which was the better man.
It was no chance visit which ha6
brought Brown into Pericord's work.
shop at 30 late an hour. Business was to
be dona-business which was to decide
the failure or success Of months Of work.
and which might affect their whole
careers. Between them lay q long brown
table, stained and corroded by strong
acids, and Uttered with giant carboys.
Faure's aocumulators, voltaic piles. coils
Of wire and great blocks of non-conduct-
ing porcelain. In the midst OF all this
lumber there stood a singular whizzing
whirring machine, upon which the eyes
Of both partners were riveted.
A small square metal receptacle was
connected by numerous wires to a broad
steel girdle, furnished On either side with
two powerful projecting joints. The
girdle was motionless, but the joints
with the short arms attached to them
flashed round every few seconds, with a
pause between each rhythmic turn. Tho
power which moved them came evidently
from tho metal box. A subtle odor OF
ozone was in the air.
How about the phlanges. Brownr'
asked the inventor.
''They were too large to bring. They
axe seven foot by three. There is power
enough there to work them. however
win answer for that"
Aluminium with an alloy Of copper"
yes"
See how beautifully 1t works." PERI
cord stretched out q thin. nervous hand.
ana pressed button upon tneRacnine:
The joints revolved more slowly. and
came presently to dead stop. Again ne
toucneG sprlns anu tne arms MS, snIve ..'
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intelngence.
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vsew !" criad tbe Inventor. raising his
r,aamsnv ewes from the machine TO his
comnanion. "Our fortunes are a mere
SetatI Mopav "a a thing which every
Saa,,,,-w1ttad merchant in the countrv
shares with rs. NV hopes rise to some
thing higher than that Our true reward
will come In the gratitude and goodwill
of the human race"