The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1914-01-01
What was it?" demanded Tim Car

ried across the street to the superin-
tendent's cottage. Mrs. Sullivan, busy
there about her morning duties, would
have stopped him, but Jim would have
no denial, and Fastening up the stairs
to Halsey's bedroom, impetuously de-
manded entrance. Halsey. drawn, bag
gard, unshorn, greeted him, half sit
ting up in bed.
What's wrong, JIM" he demand
ed. Has anybody got into the
works."
Hush, boy" said Jim, his finger on
his lips. You need tell me nothin'.
But | know what it's all about"
Halsey sat looking at him dumbly.
Fire me if you like, my son" went
on Jim Sullivan. TITS true I've done
what ! had no right to do. Mr.. Hal
sey, sir, | throwed her in"
You did what?"
Il throwed her in. An she worked
she worked like a bird, Then
throwed her out agin an come away
an locked the door. Tim was there.
too. Tis pone of my business. But
I've come 10 tell you the truth, an you
can fire me II you like! But it's hell.
it's harnessed hell we've got IN there.
An others want to stale it,"
By this time Halsey was getting
into his clothing and only half listen
ing to what his foreman said.
What kills me is, | can't see how
she works! She run by herself all
the time, chuggin' like a fire ingin.
But where does she git it?"
Halsey made no swe He was
pale as a dead man. A few moments
later they were hurrying down the
stair, across the street, and through
the long, deserted room with its ows
Of gaunt enginery. They stood before
the completed receiver, whose motor
SO perfectly had caught the power of
the free second current from the air
John Rawn's costless. stolen power.
What makes her go?" demanded
Jim Sullivan. Fer what is the hole
In the roof yon?"
Halsey turned to him. Its the Mis-
sissippi river makes it go, Jim. If we
didn't leave a hole in the roof how
1 Sou1u lit IlNtl ~ AulOuSh ANON w
you understand"
my boy" said Jim kindly, laying a
large hand ON his shoulder, you're
off your nut, of course. | don't blame
We, workin' so long as we have, an
%worryin'. 'Tis a rest We must be takin'
now, or they'll be putin we in the
~bughouse fer fart
aUon,ra rioht,p .,;J IIo1,nv 0I tk;oI-
I'll just take a little ride this after
noon. Jim, come here and help me. I
want to see if we can charge up this
electric car. If | ear do that. Jim, my
boy, I'll be richer by six o'clock than
either of us ever dreamed of beingi"
Shaking his head obviously, the big
foreman lent a hand, and between
them they managed to roll the car in.
TO place.
want to throw her down again,
Jim?" demanded Halsey. motioning to
the lever and grinning. That worthy
shook his head.
I'm scared of her, Mr.. Halsey, that
l ami"
And well ycu may be,' was Hal.
Sey . GOIsltlSHl. TT ulilSSil Threw
down an arm on the opposite side OF
the receiver. This time the motor did
not resume its purring. the shaft did
not ~revolve.
She's bruk," said Jim. Halsey only
pointed to the blue tips of toothed
ridge. No" said he, she's only do.
ing another part of her work. The
power is going into the autos motor
instead of this. Two forms. you see
JIM"
| A faint spark showed at the trans
mitter connection. Comet" said Hal
sey. Let her work! We don't need
TO now"
That afternoon, Charles Halsey tool
his seat at the steering wheel of ar
electric car which had been charged
with power taken from the air without
wire transmission His task was done
, He had accomplished what he hac
started out to do. Throbbing beneath
, him was power. the power of yondeI
distant silent partner. power taker
from the earth, and the air, and the
r water: power of the elements; ant