The waning of a worldBackus, W. Elwyn (Waldo Elwyn)
Science
The waning of a world
Backus, W. Elwyn (Waldo Elwyn)
Martians -- Fiction; Science fiction; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction; Space ships -- Fiction
“This pendulum,” Robert explained, in response to the compelling and
unconcealed curiosity in the professor’s eyes, “contains a rare, and
hitherto unknown, element which my father named ‘mythonite.’ A good part
of his life was devoted to the accumulation of this small quantity for
experimental purposes. It was obtained bit by bit through a difficult
and costly process from vast amounts of river-gravel, in conjunction
with platinum, to which, strangely enough, it has a strong antipathy.
This condition is responsible for the most curious discovery of all. The
effect of gravity upon mythonite is almost entirely annulled through
platinum!”
“Remarkable,” said the professor; but there was a trace of incredulity
in his voice which was not lost on Robert’s alert ears.
“This casing,” resumed Robert, tapping on the polished side casing of
the pendulum, “is a very thin layer of platinum. With the pendulum
inverted, the earth’s attraction is intercepted by the casing. At the
same time the attraction of any other heavenly body within the radius of
the uncovered surface of the mythonite is unchanged. Further, I have
discovered that the free attraction of mythonite is greatly intensified
by electricity, without any corresponding increase in its gravity
through the film of platinum.”
He clicked on a small switch attached to the base of the frame. An odd
phosphorescence suffused the disk-like surface of the pendulum.
“Now, professor, will you raise the pendulum to a vertical position?
Take hold of the insulated rod, here.”
Professor Palmer raised the pendulum slowly. Its original weight,
extraordinary as it had seemed before, was now several times greater, to
his astonishment. It now seemed almost as if it were riveted into
position.
But gradually, as the glowing disk was pointed upward, its weight
decreased. At an angle of ninety degrees its weight had virtually ceased
to exist. As it neared an upright position it felt as light as a
feather. In an upright position it seemed poised between the professor’s
fingers as if about to take flight.
He released it softly. It wavered unsteadily for a moment like a flower
balancing in a light breeze, then steadied. The professor’s fingers,
clumsy from pent-up excitement, collided with it. With a sudden swoop,
it dropped heavily into its former pendent position, coming to rest
abruptly.
Professor Palmer drew a sharp breath excitedly.
“Young man,” he said, extending his hand, “you have convinced me, even
as I hope to convince a lot of other doubting Thomases and scoffers some
day. Apparently you have evolved the greatest discovery of all time; I
congratulate you.”
There was no doubting his distinguished visitor’s sincerity. Robert’s
voice was husky as he stammered his appreciation.
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