The Autobiography of an Electron: Wherein the Scientific Ideas of the Present Time Are Explained in an Interesting and Novel FashionGibson, Charles R. (Charles Robert)
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The Autobiography of an Electron: Wherein the Scientific Ideas of the Present Time Are Explained in an Interesting and Novel Fashion
Gibson, Charles R. (Charles Robert)
Electricity; Electrons
One learned man thought he had hit upon 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.
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 wished him any harm, but we
thought he might pay us a little more attention.
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.
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.
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.
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