CHAPTER XXV

THE GENIUS OF THE AGE

"I want to tell you something more about the personal side of this great

man," continued the voice from the horn.

"One of the striking things about Thomas Alva Edison is his gameness. In

this respect he has been greater than Napoleon, who was not always a

'good loser,' for he had come to regard himself as bound to win, whether

or no; so when everything went against him, he expressed himself by

kicking against Fate. But when Edison saw the hard work of nine years

which had cost him two million dollars vanish one night in a sudden

storm, he only laughed and said, 'I never took much stock in spilt

milk.'

"When his laboratories were burned or he suffered great reverses, Edison

considered them merely the fortunes of war. In this respect he was most

like General Washington, who, though losing more battles than he gained,

learned to 'snatch victory from the jaws of defeat,' and win immortal

success.

"Some of Edison's discoveries were dramatic and amusing. During his

telephone experiments he learned the power of a diaphragm to take up

sound vibrations, and he had made a little toy that, when you talked

into the funnel, would start a paper man sawing wood. Then he came to

the conclusion that if he could record the movements of the diaphragm

well enough he could cause such records to reproduce the movements

imparted to them by the human voice.

"But in place of using a disk, he got up a small machine with a cylinder

provided with grooves around the surface. Over this some tinfoil was to

be placed and he gave it to an assistant to construct. Edison had but

little faith that it would work, but he said he wanted to get up a

machine that would 'talk back.' The assistant thought it was ridiculous

to expect such a thing, but he went ahead and followed the directions

given him. Edison has told of this:

"'When it was finished and the foil was put on, I shouted a verse of

"Mary had a little lamb" into the crude little machine. Then I adjusted

the reproducer, which when he began to operate it, proceeded to grind

out--

"'Mary had a little lamb,

Its fleece was white as snow,

And everywhere that Mary went,

The lamb was sure to go'

"with the very quality and tones of my voice! We were never so taken back

in our lives. All hands were called in to witness the phenomenon and,

recovering from their astonishment, the boys joined hands and danced

around me, singing and shouting in their excitement. Then each yelled

something at the machine--bits of slang or slurs--and it made them roar

to hear that funny little contraption 'sass back!'

"Edison has always had a saving sense of humor. Though such a driver for

work--sometimes twenty hours a day seemed too short and they often

worked all of twenty-four,--there was not unfrequently a jolly,

prank-playing relaxation among the employees in the laboratory. If some

fellow fell asleep and began snoring the others would get a record of it

and play it later for the culprit or they would fix up a 'squawkophone'

to outdo his racket. Most amusing was Edison's means of taking a short

nap by curling up in an ordinary roll-top desk, and then turning over

without falling out.

"Everybody knows Edison really invented the telephone--that is, he made

it work perfectly and brought it to the greatest commercial value, so

that a billion men, women and children are using it in nearly all the

languages and dialects in the civilized world. But he was very careful

to give Dr. Alexander Graham Bell credit for his original work on this

great invention.

"When a friend on the other side of the Atlantic wired that the English

had offered 'thirty thousand' for the rights to one of Edison's

improvements to the telephone for that country, it was promptly

accepted. When the draft came the inventor found, much to his surprise,

that it was for thirty thousand _pounds_--nearly one hundred and fifty

thousand dollars.

"The phonograph or talking machine has been considered one of Edison's

greatest inventions, but it does not compare in importance and value

with the electric incandescent burner light. This required many

thousands of experiments and tests to get a filament that would burn

long enough in a vacuum to make the light sufficiently cheap to compete

with petroleum or gas. During all the years that he was experimenting on

different metals and materials for the electric light which was yet to

be, in a literal sense, the light of the world, he had men hunting in

all countries for exactly the right material out of which the carbon

filament now in use is made. Thousands of kinds of wood, bamboo and

other vegetable substances were tried. The staff made over fifty

thousand experiments in all for this one purpose. This illustrates the

art and necessity of taking pains, one of Mr. Edison's greatest

characteristics. The story of producing electric light would fill a big

volume.

"When the proper filament was discovered and applied there was great

rejoicing in the laboratory and a regular orgy of playing pranks and

fun.

"The philosophers say we measure time by the succession of ideas. If

this is true the time must have been longer and seemed shorter in

Edison's laboratories than anywhere else. The great inventor seldom

carried a watch and seemed not to like to have clocks about.

"Soon after he was married, the story went the rounds of the press that

within an hour or two after the ceremony, Edison became so engrossed

with an invention that he forgot that it was his wedding day. Edison has

declared this story to be untrue.

"'That's just one of the kind of yarns,' said the inventor laughing,

'that the reporters have to make up when they run short of news. It was

the invention of an imaginative chap who knows I'm a little

absent-minded. I never forgot that I was married.

"'But there was an incident that may have given a little color to such a

story. On our wedding day a lot of stock tickers were returned to the

factory and were said to need overhauling.

"'About an hour after the ceremony I was reminded of those tickers and

when we got to our new home, I told my wife about them, adding that I

would like to walk down to the factory a little while and see if the

boys had found out what was the matter.

"'She consented and I went down and found an assistant working on the

job. We both monkeyed with the machines an hour or two before we got

them to rights. Then I went home.

"'My wife and I laughed at the story at first, but when we came across

it about every other week, it began to get rather stale. It was one of

those canards that stick, and I shall be spoken of always as the man who

forgot his wife within an hour after he was married.'

"A similar yarn was told of Abraham Lincoln, which was equally false,

but even more generally believed.

"Out of a multitude of labor savers and world-beaters--and world savers,

too!--to be credited to Mr. Edison, it is impossible to mention more

than these:

"The quadruplex telegraph system for sending four messages--two in each

direction--at the same time; the telephone carbon transmitter; the

phonograph; the incandescent electric light and complete system;

magnetic separator; Edison Effect now used in Radio bulbs; giant rock

crushers; alkaline storage battery; motion picture camera. These are but

few of Edison's inventions, but they are giving employment to over a

million people and making the highest use of billions of dollars.

"With Mr. Edison's modesty it is difficult to get him to talk of the

relative importance of his inventions, but he has expressed the opinion

that the one of most far-reaching importance is the electric light

system which includes the generation, regulation, distribution and

measurement of electric current for light, heat and power. The invention

he loves most is the phonograph as he is a lover of music. He has

patented about twelve hundred inventions.

"Recent developments are proving that the moving picture, because of its

educational and emotional appeal is the greatest of them all. It is

estimated that more than one hundred millions of people go to one of

these shows once every seven days, which is equivalent to every man,

woman and child in the United States of America going to a movie once a

week. The motion picture reaches, teaches and preaches to more people in

America than all the schools, churches, books, magazines and newspapers

put together, and when it teaches, it does it in a vivid way that live

people like.

"Political campaigns are beginning to be carried on with the silver

screen for a platform. Writers in great magazines are proving, on the

authority of the Japanese themselves, that the American moving picture

is re-making Japan. Another, who has studied the signs of the times,

asserts that the only way to bring order out of chaos in Russia is by

means of the motion picture.

"Comparisons are of times odious, but not in this case, for there is no

man living, nor has there ever lived a man, except the Great Teacher,

who has more greatly and generally benefited humanity or cast a stronger

light upon the processes of civilization than Thomas Alva Edison."

At the close of another musical number there was a general expectation

of dismissal, a shuffling of feet and a murmur of voices. This was

checked suddenly by Bill. The boy had been near the receiver all the

while, on the chance of being needed in case of mishap, or for a sharper

"tuning in"; now he got what the others did not and rising he let out a

yell:

"Everybody quiet! Something else!" and in the instant hush was heard the

completion of an announcement:

"--Scouts of America, the Girl Scouts and other organizations of kindred

nature, upon their urgent invitation. We are making this announcement

now for the fourth and last time in the hope that it may be universally

received. Mr. Edison will now probably be here within an hour from this

minute. All the youth of the land who may avail themselves of radio

service will please respond and listen in. In a warmly appreciative

sense this must be a gala occasion."

"That's all, folks; I'm certain." Bill shouted the school yell and the

class year: "Umpah, umpah, ho, ho; it's up to you, Fairview, 1922!"

Then: "Bring 'em all back here, Gus."

But not one of them needed urging nor reminding. Separating themselves

from the rapidly diminishing and retreating audience came Ted, Terry,

Cora, Dot, Grace, with Skeets as a guest, Bert Haskell, Mary Dean, Lem

Upsall, Walt Maynard, Lucy Shore and Sara Fortescue, the entire bunch

eagerly attentive. They crowded around Bill and Gus and were well aware

of the purpose.

"Sure, we'll all be here, I'll bet a cow!" shouted Ted.

"Dot and I could listen in on our own radio," said Cora. "We've got it

finished and it works fine and dandy, Billy. We want you and Gus and

everybody to come over and try it. But we'll join in with the class on

this; eh, Dot?"

"Sure will," agreed Dot. "Ours is only a crystal set, but it has some

improvements you boys haven't seen. Wait till we get it all done, and

we'll give you a spread and a surprise."

"Say, Bill, this thing's great," Terry said. "Father is going to get me

an outfit in the city and I'll pay you and Gus to set it up for--"

"Set it up yourself, you lazy thing!" said Cora.

"If you please, miss, I've got other matters--"

"All right, Terry,--see you later about it. Now, listen, hopefuls.

You'll all be here, but this occasion is going to be incomplete, unless

we have a lot more on deck. We all want to get out, and scout round and

fetch in every kid that wants to amount to anything at all and is big

enough to understand and appreciate what's going on. And even then it

won't be quite up to snuff unless--"

"I know! You want Mr. Hooper here, too!" shouted Skeets. But in trying

to rise to make herself heard, she upset her chair and then sat down on

the floor, jarring the building. When the shout of mirth subsided, Bill

said:

"That's right. Mr. Hooper and Professor Gray. We'll have to tell them

about it."

"Father wrote that he's coming home to-night," announced Grace proudly.

"Great shakes! Did he? Gus, get on the 'phone and find out!" Bill

commanded. "Now, then, let's all get busy and----"

"Righto, Billy, but what will our folks think has become of us when it's

so late?" Dot questioned.

"I move we go into executive session!" shouted Walt Maynard.

"Sure, and the president of the class can call a meeting," said Terry

Watkins.

"It's up to you then, Billy," Cora agreed.

"I call it. Come to order and dispense with the minutes, Miss

Secretary," Billy grinned at Dot. "Motion in order to send a committee

to inform all the girls' parents."

"I make that motion," said Bert.

"Second it. The boys' parents can get wise by radio," asserted Ted.

"Bert and Ted appointed. Get out and get busy!" Bill was no joke as an

executive. "Here's Gus. Did you get Mrs. Hooper?"

"I sure did. Mr. Hooper got home an hour ago."

"Glory!" Grace, you're driving your little runabout? I appoint Grace and

Mary a committee to go and get Mr. and Mrs. Hooper here right off. No

objections? Don't fail, Grace, or we'll send the entire bunch."

"We'll fetch him," laughed Grace as she and Mary hurried out.

"Now then, everybody else, including the chair, is appointed a committee

to bring in every boy and girl in the town who will come. Work fast! I

wonder if we could promise some eats." Bill glanced at Terry.

"Yes; tell them there'll be refreshments!" shouted the rich boy. "It'll

be my treat. Bill, make me a committee of one to hive the grub. Cakes,

candy, bananas and ice cream; eh?"

"Done!" declared Bill. "Go to it, with the class's blessing!"

"Yes and Heaven's best on Terry Watkins," said Cora.

In a moment the hall was empty. Twenty minutes later the Hooper party

arrived and about three minutes thereafter who should appear but

Professor Gray, hurried, eager, registering disappointment when he saw

the empty room, then smiling as the Hoopers and Mary Dean came to greet

him.

"I had hoped to find my class here," he began and was interrupted by the

thump of Bill's crutch on the steps without. Forgetting his support the

boy leaped, rather than limped, forward, followed more sedately by

several lads and lasses he had rounded up.

"If this isn't the best thing that _ever happened_!" shouted Bill,

grasping the hands of the two men held out to him. "Both of you! And

you, too, Mrs. Hooper. Great! Just got back, Professor! And now we're

going to get the very thing we talked about, Mr. Hooper: we're going to

hear Mr. Edison's voice or that of his right-hand man, nearly three

hundred miles away. The rest of the bunch will be here in a minute. I

expect Gus and Ted and Cora to fetch in a few dozen besides. Hello,

here's Terry with the eats."

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