“The kite that was to draw the thunderbolt from the midst of the
storm-clouds and bring it into the intrepid experimenter’s view did not
differ from those familiar to you; only the hemp cord had through its
entire length a copper thread. The wind having risen, the paper
contrivance was thrown into the air and attained a height of about two
hundred meters. To the lower end of the cord was attached a silk string,
and this string was made fast under the stoop of a house, to shelter it
from the rain. A little tin cylinder was hung to the hempen cord at one
point and in touch with the metallic thread running through the cord.
Finally, de Romas was furnished with a similar cylinder that had at one
end a long glass tube as handle. It was with this instrument or this
exciter, held in his hand by the glass handle, that he was to make the
fire dart from the clouds, conducted by the copper thread of the kite to
the metallic cylinder at the end of this thread. The silk cord and the
glass handle served to prevent the passage of the thunderbolt, either
into the ground or into the exciter’s arm; for these substances have the
property of not giving passage to electricity unless it is too strong.
Metals, on the contrary, let it circulate freely.
“Such was the simple arrangement of the apparatus invented by de Romas
to verify his audacious prevision. What is to be expected from this
child’s plaything thrown into the air to meet the thunder? Does it not
seem to you foolish to suppose that such a plaything can direct the
thunderbolt and master it? The magistrate of Nérac must, however, by
wise meditations on the nature of thunder, have acquired the certainty
of success, to dare thus, before hundreds of witnesses, to undertake
this attempt, the failure of which would cover him with confusion. The
result of this terrible conflict between thought and thunder cannot be
in doubt: thought, as always, when well directed, will gain the upper
hand.
“Behold, now, the clouds, forerunners of the storm, are coming near the
kite. De Romas moves the exciter toward the tin cylinder suspended at
the end of the cord, and suddenly there is a flash of light. It is
produced by a dazzling spark which darts upon the exciter, crackles,
emits a flash of lightning, and immediately disappears.”
“That is just what we got yesterday evening,” observed Jules, “when we
put the end of a key near the strip of warmed and rubbed paper; it is
what the cat’s back showed us when it was stroked with the hand.”
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