The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1902-04-09
A HUNT FOR
AN EXPL OSTVE

mel at his club, one of those dreary.
large establishments which remind
YOU of an oyercrowded cemetery
where the owners of the land get
rich on their dividends. Outside it
was rainy, damp and misty. Inside
the members were regarding each
other with disdain and calculating
what effect the humidity of the at.
mosphere would have on the yar-
nish of their patent leather boots. s
Suppose we get out Of this" said
The colonel briefly rs he regarded
the street from the broad club win
dow.
"Where to?" said I.
"Paris," he said laconically.
"Done," said I.
And then the bag was ordered to
be packed and the journey began.
We left Waterloo seation and we
we're trying, Like old sailors, to
transform O railroad compartment
into comfortable smoking divan.
It was then I first noticed the colo
neps Gladstone bag. It had been
reposing peacefully in the rack
above my head, and I threw it down
in hopes of using it for pillow.
Somehow it slipped and fell to the
floor.
'Look outp said the colonel. eff
you dropped that bag year ago
that way, I wouldn't have given
much for your chances Of living;
no, nor mine either"
I saw then there was history in
the bag and said, "Why?"
cit isn't a long story, but may
keep you awake. I'll tell you about
it. When I left the army and re-
turned home from India, I was not
very 12ell off. I had studied ex-
plosives in the east, and some one
at the club recommended me to
French company which had been
formed about the same time to per-
feet new explosive which, they
were assured, would be favorably
considered by the war office. The
salary was good and the subject in
teresting, 80 [ accepted their offer.
E1 established my laboratory out
side of Versailles and went to work
with q will. In my experiments,
however, I found myself all at once
out of nitroglycerin, which I needed
absolutely. Iwrote to the company.
No dynamite was to be had. Then
1 went up to the French war Office
and saw the secretary. He was sor-
ry, so very sorry, but at the present
time, in the disturbed state of the
country, etc., he regretted that it
would not be in his power to fur
nish nitroglycerin to private per-
sons. However, he would do what
he could, and he gave 1ae letter to
Colonel Majendie, chief of explo-
sives in London, who, he said, would
surely honor my re ,uest.
SsThat night I took the club train
to London, and next morning at 10
o'clock found me at the chiefs Of
fee. I presented my letter and stat
ed what I wanted. The chief re-
garded me with suspicion (you must
remember it was during The dyna-
mite scare in England), and the
more / explained the less he believ-
ed me. Various officers were intro
duced, one after the other, for no
other purpose, I believe, than to
take down my personal character
istics as professional dynamiter.
'"At last the chief said that, in
accordance with articles so and so,
sections this and that of the Office
rules, he would be reluctantly COM
PEELED to refuse my request.
"Then I got tired.
81 told the chief I wanted the ex-
plosive and meant to get it. But
you can't said be. 4 WILL said l..
and carry it through London, too,
whether you 1ikeSi or no. well
see,' said Majendie. you will see,'
said I, and I left him.
saThat night when I walked home
to my chambers I felt rather dis
'couraged. There was ten pounds Of
nitroglycerin which / must have,
and Lord only knows how many
people Majendie might put in the
way of my securing it. I wandered
about London aimlessly for week.
and at last, when just about to de-
spair, luck turned. Near Birnling-
ham, I heard, company had been
formed to work mine and used ex-
plosives.
Il took the next train from Lon
don and went there. There was q
little village near the place, and
from it I drove out to the works. T
shall never forgetsit. When I got
to the mine, 7 met a hungry looking
man, who asked me roughly what /
wanted. I saw he was the person
was after.
:. Come one side,' I said. You