El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1914-02-21
AT SiXty-seven, He Works
is Hours a Day and Is
Still a Young Man.
is PERFECTING
TALKING MACHINE
Newest "Talkies" Show
Scenery and People In
Natural COEOrs.

DODh IN Thomas A Edison
~ laboratory in the Valley road
West Orange, clicked open ad-
hitting the merry wizard to the room
where his particular pets. the darIings
Of his heart he calls them, his newest
perfected disc monographs, live and
sing for him alone
Through the open door from the
mousse poured the brilliancy Of hun
drecs Of eiectrics. There was q surging
and rumbling Of dynamos. Fifty talk
Ing machines under the hands of
testers were talking or singing for
lhelr board and keep. BY his many
inventions Mr.. Edison was lighted and
UrUmpeted into the room.
Vigorous on Eve on o..
NOW, m mighty glad to see you"
ne SAID as he dropped into an arm
chair and stretched his legs comfort
ABLY. Am 7 wen and hearty with my
sixty seventh birthday just paste Well
now, look at me. What dye say your
SELF He was talking to New York
There was only one thing to say
that although he was 81 last week he
looked vigorous enough and healthy
enough to invent many more things
TO make the world happy and com
Portable before he reached his CEN
fury.
As he lounged in the sunlight, talk
ing according to his mood, one got a
Edison is today. He remains thick
chested and deep bodied. He is large
Of girth' although he is the lightest Of /
eaters.
His head is big. wide Of brow and
handsome, with plenty of whitening
hair that he combs carelessly. There /
are lew wrinkles in the broad, pink
and white face. Gray ewes and ex- ;
pressiye mouth have the habit of smil-
Ing but Mr. EdisOn's temper, as they
know around his factories, shore cir
cults and flames blue If waste care
lessness OF disObedience grits his dis
position. For the rest he is sunny,
simple hammered and detestful Of
gauds and vanities.
short work Day-1J Hours.
How hard TO you work nowadays,
Mr.. EdisOn? asked the reporter, speak
ing loudly and distinctly close to his
right ear, for the man who invented
the photograph and perfected the tel
ephOne and who has solved wonderful
problems in sound delicacv has been
deaf ever since a day in boyhood when
q Grand Trunk conductor boxed his
ears for uncorking bottle Of phos-
phorus.
"Oh. don't work hard any more"
he said with a chucl1le. Il start in !
a. "u' '''' O. iii' anu A75p up ufi'-'
Twelve, noon2"
mo, u midnight. You see, Mrs. Ed
isOn objected to my grinding, so she
p 4
her pretty wei trained now. Got her
so she needs only five or six hours OF
sleep a. day and nine to ten ounces OF
food. I get up about six and usually
find something to play with until L
or I o'clock. A young fellow like me !
with lots of ideas in his head only
needs five hours Of sleep"
But what about those nine or ten
ounces Of food you say you have
trained Mrs. Edison up TO, or down to,
rather2"
Thinks People Eat Too Much. ]
That's right That's no joke" ]
laughed Mr.. Edison; People eat too t
5arned much. That's why they're al T
ways getting sick and worked out So I
started in years ago to feed myself T
about ten ounces of food daily. I eat L
everything I like, but don't eat much e
lf one thing. I persuaded Mrs. Edison S
that I had the right idea and after ,,
some argument-it took a little ex-
tried it and has kept
light on"
William H. Meadowcroft Mr. Edi- n
sons friend, confidant and assistant d
or more than thirty years, came into II
he room at that moment busy on one o
If eight or nine hundred Jobs that had 7
% be cleared up before night.
Whats he been talking about, the p
club2" said Mr.. MeadOwcrOft.
Mrs Edison put an end to that. About n
year and a half ago she went away Q
IN a visit and what do YOU suppose "
Id Cronies, electrical experts and the z
ike did2 They worked and tinkered II
nd experimental for 142 hours in one m
week. The time clock showed it c
1ore than twenty hours a day Mrs.
.dison broke up the club when she got
ack." in
Mr.. Edison heard the story Of the a
isbanding of the Insomnia club and H
is sides shook. Ia
"She scolded some" he said Told
he, when the cats away, the mice d.
-ork too hard" pc
"By the way Mr.. Edison" reminded Of
Tr. MeadOwcroft you have an ap- or
ointment with some singers for this W
fternoon, a soprano, a mezzo and one vi
r two others" sh
rs there a tenor robusto in the col an
ctiOn?" inquired the boss blowing out IN
is cheeks and grinning. 'HoOrav for
nors rObustO! Dye know these sing w
IS are all cubists by temperament?
hey're a lot of fun"
Mr. Edison holds voice trials every gi
e sLL1 r. r