The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1915-01-07

wsirdness. For silence Il in reality
composite OF many lesser noises. In
woodland almost inaudible insects
hum. breezes blow, leaves and grasses
rustic; at sea the tiny waves lap the
sides and equally tiny breaths Of air
stir the coFdage; within the confines
Of the human shell the mere physical
acts Of breathing, swallowing, wink
ing the mere physical facts OF the
circulation of the blood. the beating
OF the heart, produce each its sound.
Even a man totally deaf feels the
subtle influence Of these latter phys
Ical phenomena And underneath all
sound. perceptible alike to those who
can hear and those who can not, are
the vibrations that accompany every
activity OF nature as the manifesto
lions OF motion or Of life. An or
binary deep silence 10 not 90 much
an absence OF sound az an absence Of
accustomed or loud sound. And in that
unusual hush often for the firBt time
man becomes actutely aware Of the
singing OF the blood in his ears.
But this silence was absolute. All
these minor sounds had been elm
mated
For a moment Boss Mccarthy star
ed; then showed back his chair with a
violent motion, and rose. He was like
shadow on a screen. The filching
from the world of one element of its
everyday life had Unexpectedly rem
, dered It all phantasmagoric.
AS Mccarthy shouted, and no sound
came; as he moved from behind his
desk, and no jar accompanied his
, , heavy football, he appeared to lose
blood and substance, TO become unreal
AS no sound issued from his contorted
face, so 1t seemed that no force would
follow his blow, were he TO deliver one.
He stumbled forward. dazed and
cropping as though he were In the
dark. instead OF merely In silence; a
striking example in the uncertainty
OF his movements of how closely our
senses depend on one another
Jack spoke twice, then closed his
lips in a grim straight line. He held
his elbows close to his sides. and
a looked ready for anything.
, A look OF mild triumph illumined
: Percy Darrow's usually languid coun-
a enance. He stepped quickly to the
hwall, and turned the button Of the In
1 cadenscent globe. The light instantly
! glowed At this he nodded twice more.
From his pocket he drew notebook
and pencil, wrote In 1t a few words,
and handed II to the dazed and I'M
r certain boss.
II was right" barrow had scrawled.
r This proves It, It's by no means the
end. Better be good"
" McCarthy's bulldog courage had re-
covered from it's first daze. He began
to see that this visitation was not en-
a tirely personal. but extended also to
his two companions. This relieved
= his mind, for he had suspected some
I strange new apoplexy.
Did you expect thls?" he wrote.
Darrow nodded.
n Together the three ghosts left the
= phantom once. and glided down the
q phantom halls Other ghosts in vari.
' Gus stages OF alarm were already max
A ing their way down the stairs. Some
OF them spoke. but no sound came
One woman. her eyes frightened
=. reached out furtively to touch her
" neighbor. apparently to assure herself
OF his reality. Urged by an uncon,
l. trollable impulse. a man thrust his
once door The glass shivered. and
crashed to the tile floor. The pieces
broke-silently. II was as though the
q man had been the figure in cinemato
graph Illusion. He stared at his cut
4 and bleeding hand The woman who
had touched the man suddenly threw
j" back her head and screamed. They
!. could see her eyes roll back. her face
change color could discern the strain
|. Ing OF her throat. No sound came,
II At this panic seized them. Thee
O rushed down the stairs, clamberlnl
over one another. pushing, scrambling
4. falling, A mob OF a hundred mer
n fought for precedence, Blows were
struck. No faintest murmur OF tumul
D came from their futile heat, It might
have been the riot of a wax-works II
3. vacuum.
They fell into the lower hallway
and fought their way to the street
=. and stood there dazed and staring, {
). strange. wild-eyed, white-faced. bloody
crew. The hurrying avenue stopped L
Ia gaze on them curiously. gathering com
pact a mob that blocked all trafic
n Policemen pushed their way In anC
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