The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1904-09-10

one day there was trouble with the
lock. l happened to be inside at the
time. So was the president of one
of the largest concerns in New Eng
land.
1t was cheerful moment when,
after two hours of semi-suffocation
with our noses against cold steel
door-sil1, the professional safe-openers
on the outside announced that they
I would be obliged to use dynamite
When we crawled out the prospective
customer had lost both eyebrows, most
of his hair, and one whisker. And he
didn't buy the goods, after all!
But, Notwithstanding all the draw
backs, l have somehow stuck to the
same old store; why, / can't exactly
say; it's just my disposition. l hate
change.
One morning I had just arrived in
my office. when in walked Bruider.
Now, I'm not saying a word against
Brunder. He's an inventor, and-un-
like most st~ef~them-some Of the things.
he gets up actually work..
Well, anyway, Brunder came in and
sat down. l yanked open a couple of
ventilatOrs to let in the fresh morning
air and conversation Immediately be-
came an athletic feat. We commune
| Gated partly in pantomime, for some
time, when Brunder suddenly yelled:
This noise is something terrible"
nodded. Some years ago learned
to save my strength.
But l have a plan for doing away
with it entirely!"
l looked surprised.
1T just came to me as I was sitting
here,' he explained. You know that
it has been proven that both light and
sound travel in waves! Also that it's
An old law of physics that action and
reaction >area equal Now, read the
| other day that somebody has discover
ed that by throwing beams of light
of the same intensity directly at each
other the light waves nullified each
other and produced distinct zone of
darkness. That being the case, what's
the matter with generating a sound
of equal intensity and projecting it
against the other sound-and letting
the sounds, as it were, swallow each
other up-like the Kilkenny cats!"
And sitting in the resulting sound
vacuum?' asked.
''Precisely."
We'll, but how are you ever going
to work to do that?" l asked, incredu.
lously.
Easy enough. There is such a thing
as microphOne-aD instrument that
so magniies sound that you can hear
fly walk"
so believe" said l. IF I remem-
Der, it consists of tiny double-point-
ed carbon suspended between two
standards and connected with a re-
ceiver"
Exactly SO. Now take a Wheat
stone bridge, such as is used in the
naval range finders, and rig it up
so that varying impulses will work. by
means OF electro-magnets, sliding
plug in, say, an organ pipe, adjusting
it automatically to any pitch. Con-
meet the pipe up with a motor-driven
compressed air blower and there you
are!
But it will take just little mon
ey,' he continued with an appealing
glance. Simply for few preliminary
experiments; and, if there's anything
at all in it-there's fortune!"
Thereupon l did an unwise but very
human thing. think the amount was
twenty-five dollars.
Days came and went and with them
the radiant and sanguine Brunder.
First it was drawings and then it was
patterns, and last it was twelve-gauqe
copper and insulating tape, and slowly.
with the aid of sunGry and numerous
five and ten-dollar bills the marvellous
mechanism went together
Brunder, from time to time, report.
ed good progress and finally came in
one afternoon with the startling, and
to me most unexpected announcement,
that the thing actually would work. Il
We. shut the ventilators so he could