Air -- Juvenile literature; Atmosphere -- Juvenile literature
There was in the china closet a small piece of furniture, very
convenient about a house, called a step-ladder. It consisted of two
wooden steps, and was made and kept there to stand upon, in order to
reach the high shelves. Rollo brought out the step-ladder, and placed it
in the door-way, and then ascended it. From the top he could reach
nearly to the top of the door; but then, as his tuft was at the end of
the thread, it hung down, of course, some little distance below his
head.
"Why, mother," said Rollo, "it goes _out_."
"Yes," repeated Nathan, "it goes out."
In fact, Rollo found that the tuft, instead of swinging into the room,
was carried out towards the entry.
"You have found out, then," said his mother, "where the hot air of the
room goes to, to make room for the cold air, that comes in from the
entry."
"Yes, out into the entry," said Rollo.
"Through the upper part of the door," said his mother. "Suppose the
entry were full of water, and the parlor full of air, and the door was
shut, and the door and the walls were water-tight. Now, if you were to
open the door, you see that the water, being heavier, would flow in,
through the lower part of the door-way, into the parlor, and the air
from the parlor would flow out, through the upper part of the door-way,
into the entry. The water would settle down in the entry, until it was
level in both rooms, and then the lower parts of both rooms would be
filled with water, and the upper parts with air."
"Yes, mother," said Rollo.
"And it is just so with warm and cold air. If the parlor is filled with
warm air, made so by the fire, and the entry with cold air, and you open
the door, then the cold air, being heavier, will sink down, and spread
over the floor of both rooms; and the warm air, being light, will spread
around over the upper parts of both rooms; and this will make a current
of air, in at the bottom of the door-way, and out at the top.
"Now," continued his mother, "let me recapitulate what I have taught
you."
"What do you mean by _recapitulating_ it?" said Nathan.
"Why, tell you the substance of it, so that you can write it down
easier."
"O, I can write it now," said Rollo; "I remember it all."
"Can you remember it, Nathan?" said his mother.
"Perhaps I can remember some of it," said Nathan.
So Rollo and Nathan went out into another room, where Rollo kept his
desk, and they remained there half an hour. When they returned, they
brought their mother two papers.
Their mother opened the largest paper, and read as follows:--
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