The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1910-06-03

I'm going to harness up," informed
Trad Biglow's kinsman, now deter
mined to be rid of the old man.
"All right, Edgar" meekly replied
trad, disconsolately fumbling with his
beard. Cousin Freeman will be ex-
pecting me-" While this was the
oretically true, he could have added
that his arrival would delectate Free
man none. In fact, it was becoming
sharp question with Trad as to where
be could find more than a transient
welcome.
You'll have many a long evening
to set and chat with him." maliciously
1eminded Edgar, who had grown peev-
lsh over his relatives repeatedly post
poned departure. Il can see you two
Ginning away by the kitchen stove
like two brothers. Mebbe, he'll read
to you"
1rad's aged eyes sparkled suddenly,
and after pausing long enough to con-
troll his voice, he gently corrected:
Wen read from the same book, you
mean. He's mighty keen over the
proposition"
What proposition be you talking
about?" asked Edgar, shortly, looking
at his watch. Freeman amt no
reader"
IL had reference to my-ahem!
To my Photographic type books ex-
planned Trad, looking from the win
dow at the tops Of the distant hills.
1T will revolutionize book making and
all printing, as you well know. Man
has always been hampered by speech.
You try to describe beautiful sunset
Or a yoke of likely steers and you can
only say: Handsome as picter,
meaning the scenery; or, Best I ever
seem meaning the steers. It's 50
about anything you try to describe:
you're long on thoughts and short on
descriptions. So is every one. But
when you open a book printed in my
Photographic type it's all changed.
The second the mental current from
the eye strikes the printed page the
words begin to make harmonic sounds
and describe what you're reading
about and
"Of all the simon pure bosh-" be-
gan Edgar, his eyes bullying.
mot bosh, but science" insisted
Trad. Il sensitize the type, or, as
Freeman says, mesmerize it so If
you're reading about a battle you in
stantly hear the popping of guns and
the boom of the cannon and the pat
ter of retreating feet. It's a cross be-
tween psychological and phono type,
I guess"
What in all git out do you mean?"
cried Edgar.
Say it's April shower. The sec.
ond you read the words you hear the
soft drop-drop of the rain and tie
sweet swish of the spring wind and
the cooling of birds. II the heroine
is a sweet girl graduate you'd hear
them forceful words: Beyond the
Alps lies Italy We'd git ten dollars
per for school books now selling fol-
IS cents. After magazine editor
pays two dollars word for story
he'd pay seven dollars word to sen.
sitize the type Say it was a story
about teller singing a merry song;
besides reading the song you'd hear it
sung in a deep, rollicking voice. As
to newspapers-No, we'll let that 60
till you drop over to Freeman's for a
evening. Want me to help harness?"
"Wait a minute" mumbled Edgar,
rubbing his right ear. There's lots
of money in it,"
Lots of money? Ho! ho!" cried
Trad, hunting for pencil. take ten
cents a line, fiat rate, for mesmeriz.
ing the type in newspapers. We'd
put it on with q brush so thin it
wouldn't last more'n one reading. The
royalties from newspapers alone would
be $11,0o0,000 for the first year. And
that don't include advertising. Just
thing of it! Buy Bing's Baked Beans
reads a ad. And it speaks, loud and
clear-like at the same second. The
minute you stop reading the type stops
talking. Now if you're ready"
whats your rush?" demanded Ed.
gar. ."Ain't our food wholesome? The
boss Is lame and I'm glad Of it, II it
keeps you here till to-morrer. Now
You chn's bulge today, and that's set.