The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1907-07-12
heir strength their meaning"

their strength, their meaning"
She stared at him incredulously.
Even yet" she said, Il fail to see the
ultimate adaptation of all this. I real
ize that you have discovered the hith-
erto unknown truth about the mechan-
ism of thought. That is an achieve
ment which will send your name ring
ing down the avenue of the future
as a greater than Newton himself. But
there seems to be something behind all
you are telling me. You have more to
say What is the practical outcome OF
all this-this theoretical fact?"
ut is this" he answered. l hold In
my hands the power to know what this
or that man, be he king upon the
throne p, girl on her wedding day. or
criminal in the dock, is thinking at
any given moment"
She started from him with a little
cry. "Oh, no." she said, and her face
had grown very white indeed: "Oh.
no; God would not allow it. 1t is a
power only God has"
He laughed, and in his laugh she
heard something that made her shrink
back still farther. 1t was a laugh such
as Lucifer might have laughed, who In
pride and arrogance of intellect and
the consciousness of power defied a
Power which he would not acknowl.
edge to be greater than his own.
You will never do that" she said.
wonderful as you are"
"MarjOrie," he answered, Il am q
man with a brain that theories, but
never ventures upon a statement that
cannot be proved by fact. II l tell you
this, if l hint broadly at the outcome OF
my LIES work, l am doing so, believe
me, because | have chapter and verse
for all | say, because l can prove that
it has passed from the dim realms OF
theory and of hope into the brilliant
daylight Of actual achievement"
She stared at him His words were
too much for her mind to grasp imme
diately.
1t was an intense moment
But, as in real life, intense moments
generally are, 1t was broken by a
curious interruption.
A voice came thickly from the arm
chair by the fire, where old Lady Poole
had been reclining in placid sleep. It
was the strange voice of one who
sleeps-without expression, but per.
fectly distinct.
Il will not have it, cook . (indis.
tinguishable murmur) -. explained
vyhnn 7 nprounI ~ rryt1l not h ov
men in the kitchen!"
Sir William and Marjorie looked at
each other for a moment with blank
faces. Then, all overstrung as they
were, the absurdity Of the occurrence
| struck them at the same moment, and
they began to laugh softly together.
1t was a little, unpleasant. and verv
human interlude in the middle of these
high matters. and at that moment the
great man felt that he was nearer
Marjorie than he had been before at
any other moment of the afternoon.
She no longer hung entranced upon
his impassioned and wonderful words:
she laughed with him. quite quietly
and simply.
Lady Poole snored deeply. She no
longer vocalized the drama Of her do.
nestle dream.
Suddenly Marjorie turned back once
more to Sir William.
Its only mothers dreaming about
one Of the servants we have had to
send away" she said. What a stupid
interruption! Now go on, go on"
Her voice recalled him to his mar.
velous story.
Tell me what is the actual achieve.
ment," she said.
1T is this. When you speak into a
telephone the vibrations of your voice
agitate a sensitive membrane, and by
means of electricity the vibrations are
conveyed to almost any distance.
When Nine. Melba sings into the
gramaphone her voice agitates a
needle, which in turn again makes
certain marks upon a waxen cylinder"
YES; go on; go on"
Ito BE Continued.)