<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_IV" id="CHAPTER_IV"></SPAN>CHAPTER IV</h2>
<h2>SOME GOOD SPORT</h2>
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<h3><i>THE SCRIBE'S NOTE ON CHAPTER FOUR</i></h3>
<div class="blockquot"><p>Men began to make glass plate machines
for producing electrification on a larger scale.</p>
<p>The electric spark is produced.</p>
<p>The electron tells the story of the first
attempt to store electricity in a glass jar.</p>
<p>This is what we do now by means of a
Leyden jar.</p>
<p>A sudden expulsion of electrons from one
object to another is called a discharge of
electricity.</p>
<p>Lightning is a discharge of electrons from
a cloud to the earth or from cloud to cloud.</p>
<p>In repeating Franklin's experiment of drawing
electricity from thunder-clouds, a Russian
professor received a fatal shock.</p>
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Now I must tell you of a surprise in which
I took an active part. Some man thought
he would separate a great crowd of us from
our friends. Of course, he did not think
really of <i>us</i>, but whatever he may have
supposed he was doing, he succeeded in
accumulating greater crowds of us together
than he had done previously. He managed
this by making simple machines to do the
rubbing for him on a larger scale. The
result was really too much for us; we were
kept crowding on to a sort of brass comb
arrangement from which we could not escape,
as the metal was attached to a glass support.
Talk about overcrowding! I had never experienced
the like before, and I felt sure
some catastrophe would happen. Suddenly
there was a stampede, during which a great
crowd of electrons forced their way across
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to a neighbouring object and thence to the
earth. I can assure you it was no joke
getting through the air. We all tried to
leap together, but some of the crowd were
forced back upon us; then bang forward
we went again, back once more, and so on
till we settled down to our normal condition.
Of course all this surging to and fro occupied
far less time than it takes to tell. Indeed, I
could not tell you what a very small fraction
of a second it took.</p>
<p>I wish you had seen the experimenter's
surprise as we made this jump. We caused
such a bombardment in the air that there
was a bright spark accompanied by a regular
explosion. Some men ran away with the
idea that electricity was a mysterious fire,
which only showed itself when it mixed with
the atmosphere. Nothing delighted us more,
after our own surprise was over, than to
have a chance of repeating these explosions,
to the alarm of the experimenters. But the
best sport of all was to come, and when I
heard of it I was so disappointed that I had
not been one of the sporting party. It came
about in the following way.</p>
<div class="figcenter"> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_45" id="Page_45"></SPAN></span> <SPAN href="images/figp45-800.jpg"> <ANTIMG src="images/figp45-400.jpg" width-obs="309" height-obs="400" alt="" title="" /></SPAN> <p><small><i>By permission of Dixon and Corbitt and R. S. Newall, Ltd.</i> <span class="ralign"><i>Glasgow</i></span></small></p>
<p class="smcap bold center">Damage Done by a Party of Electrons</p>
<p>When a myriad of electrons is discharged suddenly from a cloud to
the earth, it happens sometimes that considerable damage is done.
The above photograph is of a church steeple damaged by lightning
in 1875. No lightning-conductor was provided, so the electrons
had to get to earth by way of the steeple itself, with the
disastrous result as shown.</p>
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<p>One learned man thought he had hit upon
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a good idea. He tried to crowd a tremendous
number of us into some water contained in a
glass jar. Without condescending to think
of us, he crowded an enormous number of
electrons from one of his rubbing machines
along a piece of chain which led them into
water. The overcrowding was appalling, for
it was impossible to escape through the glass
vessel. Things had reached a terrible state,
when the experimenter stopped the machine
and put forward his hand to lift the chain
out of the water. Now was the chance of
escape, so the whole excited crowd made one
wild rush to earth by way of the experimenter's
body. The rapid surging to and fro
of the crowd racked the man's muscles. I
wish I had been there to see him jump; they
say it was something grand. You can imagine
how the little sinners enjoyed the joke; they
knew they were safe, as man had no idea
of their existence at that time.</p>
<p>Another man was foolhardy enough to try
a similar experiment, and they say that his
alarm was even greater; indeed, he swore he
would not take another shock even for the
crown of France. We were all eager to get
opportunities of alarming man, not that we
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wished him any harm, but we thought he
might pay us a little more attention.</p>
<p>I remember one occasion upon which some
of us were boasting of what we had done
in the way of alarming men, whereupon one
fellow-electron rather belittled our doings.
He maintained that he had jumped all the
way from a cloud to the earth, along with
a crowd of other electrons. In doing so
they had scared the inhabitants of a whole
village, for they alighted upon the steeple
of a church, and in their wild rush they played
such havoc among the atoms composing the
steeple that they did considerable outward
damage to the great structure.</p>
<p>I may as well confess that we are not free
agents in performing these gigantic jumps;
we are compelled to go with the crowd when
things are in such a state of stress. We
simply cannot hold on to the atoms of matter
upon which we happen to be located. It is
only under very considerable pressure that
we can perform this class of jump, and I
beg to assure you that we are perfectly helpless
in those cases where we have been dashed
upon some poor creature with a message of
death.</p>
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Alas! on one occasion I was one of a party
who killed a very learned man. It was most
distasteful to us; we could not possibly prevent
it. He had erected a long rod which
extended up into the air, and terminated at
the lower end in his laboratory. Some of
us who were in the upper atmosphere were
forced on to this iron rod, and from past
experience we quite expected that we should
be subjected to a sudden expulsion to earth.
Indeed we were waiting for the experimenter
to provide us with a means of escape, when
suddenly he brought his head too near to
the end of the rod, and in a moment we
were dashed to earth through his body. We
learned with deep regret that the poor man
had been robbed of his life.</p>
<p>To turn to something of a happier nature,
I shall proceed to tell you of some of my
earliest recollections. Remember I shall be
speaking of a time long before man existed—even
before this great planet was a solid ball.</p>
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