Bright Ideas: A Record of Invention and MisinventionStrang, Herbert
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Bright Ideas: A Record of Invention and Misinvention
Strang, Herbert
Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Inventors -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- England -- Juvenile fiction
"I’ve spent a profitable afternoon," said Eves, returning to his seat on
the bench. "Don’t think much of Pudlington, but an enquiring mind like
mine can pick up pearls anywhere. I was strolling along when I came to
an uncommonly ugly unfinished building, with ’Literary Institute’ carved
over the door. Some fellows were unloading chairs from a cart, and
carrying them in. I went in too, and found your respectable friend the
local builder there, superintending the fitting of some gas-burners.
’Getting ready for the meeting to-morrow?’ I said to him. ’Ay, sure,
sir,’ said he. ’Town Hall’s occypied by Food Controller and Fuel
Controller, and I don’t know what all, so the meeting’s to be held here,
though unfinished.’ ’Rather a cold place,’ I said. ’Bless ’ee, we’ll
hot ’em up to-morrow,’ said he. ’The walls will sweat like you never
see. We’ve got a proper fine furnace down underneath, and the only pity
is I haven’t got the ceiling plastered; ’twould have dried a bit.’
Whereupon I mentioned your proposed experiment with your fire
extinguisher, and the old boy became cordial at once when I told him you
were a friend of mine. You’ve evidently impressed him, Bob."
Templeton grunted.
"It’s quite true. To be a friend of yours lifts one a good many
notches. ’That young gemman do have a terrible powerful piece of
intelleck inside of his brain-pan,’ says your builder. ’Ay, and what’s
more, he’s a rare earnest soul, always inventing things for the good of
his day and generation. He’s a credit to the nation, that he be!’ Of
course I congratulated him and Pudlington on the temporary possession of
so bright an ornament, and we had quite a friendly talk. He seemed
rather doubtful whether it’s legal to hold a public meeting in a
building before it has been passed by the surveyor, but Noakes is above
the law, or thinks he is. We’ll go to-morrow, Bob: it’ll be a good
rag."
"I’m not sure that I want to go to the meeting," said Templeton.
"Oh, you must! I want to see Noakes’s face when he spies us in the
audience. By the way, I think he must be rather thick with your
Wilkins. Not many minutes after I’d left the Institute I met the green
car being towed along by two great farm horses. Noakes and Saunders were
walking alongside. Noakes gave me his usual scowl as he passed, which I
countered with my usual grin. Presently I walked round to the
market-place, and there was Noakes again, in close confab with Wilkins.
When they saw me they both began to talk at once, and it seemed to me
that each was telling the other that he had the honour of my
acquaintance. At any rate they both looked rather surprised and a good
deal more than interested, and their heads were very close together when
I saw them last."
"I’m sick of Noakes," said Templeton, somewhat irritably.
"What’s the matter? Has he been here?"
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