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He answered " Yes , " and added with a little pride , that he was quite self-taught . It was one of his deprivations , he said , that he could no longer read . He could have borne anything better thau the loss of sight . AH his speech was broken aud

interrupted by a terrible hacking cough , and his stoop was painful iu its helplessness . He asked me suddenly if I knew anything about mechanics . " For two or three years , " he said , " I have had no chance of speaking to anybody who could

understand me . I am the inventor of perpetual motion , Sir . I have mastered the problem which has puzzled mechanicians for centuries . Will you come and look at my invention ? Shall I bring it to you 1 I knew little or nothing about mechanics

, I answered , but should be glad to look at his invention . " Take me home , Lizzie , " he said eagerly , and the child turned at once into one of those dreadful courts

which he off Holborn . As I followed , the old man apologized for the place . " I have never seen it , " he said , " but I know it is as vile a hole as a man could well live in . You're not afraid to come , Sir ? " " Not at all , " I told him . The place was frowsy and miserable . Rotting garbage lay about the broken pavement , and the day ' s rain had awakened a score of evil odours . He

led me into a wretched room on the groundfloor of one of the decrepit houses . The p lace was unevenly paved with battered and broken bricks , and the wails were moist and discoloured . It was almost void . A plank stretched from one heap of bricks to another did duty for a seatand there

, were a ricketty table and an old tea-chest in the room . Nothing else , except a heap of sacking and shavings iu one corner . As we entered the forlorn apartment the old man held up his hand in a listening attitude , and I heard a faint clicking sound like that

of a clock . He released the hand of bis child and went gropingly across the room to the tea-chest , and stooping down , produced from it a cigar box . Holding this in both hands , he came with that pathetically uncertain footstep back to the

table . H laid the box down and untied the string which fastened the lid . " Look here , Sir , " he said , and I advanced to the table . There was a tiny steel hammer hanging from a brass rod and falling perpetually upon a little catch which rose from

a polished brass case ; and there were two small metal cubes darting to and fro along the rod from which the hammer was suspended . Might I take it from the box 1 I asked . The old man laid his hands jealousl y over it . He took it out himself ,

however , and laid it upon the table . " These cubes of metal , " he said " are magnets . They are turned by a circular spring within the box , and they keep the steel pendulum in motion . The hammer on the pendulum strikes the latch as it falls

and gives the spring one coil . It wastes exactly that one coil in working the magnets . A feather ' s weight on either side would destroy the balance , and the machine would stop . It has been going now for more than three years , and will

continue to go as long as the material endures . " Could you not find a purchaser for your invention ? " I asked again . People , he told me , had offered to buy this one , —indicating the little piece of mechanism before him , —but he would ' nt sell it for the world . " I worked at it for

years . I helped with my own hands to make it . What could pay me for it ?" " But surely , " I remonstrated , " you could find somebody who would buy the patent and bring out copies of the thing . " " Whom could he trust , " he asked . Before he lost his sight , one man stole his

specifications and tried to bring it out for himself . There was a mistake in them , however , and the man was an ignoramus who could not rectify it , " and so , " he said , "I escaped that time . No , no , Sir . This is the one invention of the world . The solution of

tremendous problems lies here , Sir . I can ' t pursue them now . But I have started them , — -I have started them , —and I shall be remembered . This little machine , Sir , is the key to a new world of discovery . There is an El Dorado of thought opened

by it—a golden world of new knowledge . " There were tears in the blind eyes and on the furrowed cheeks as he said this . We talked a little further . He made

no appeal for help or charity , wretchedly forlorn as his condition was . I left a coin in the hands of the child and bade him good-day , promising to call upon him again . When I reached home I found that my affairs called me to the Continent . I returned to town on the 18 th of May , and in company with a friend sought the

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Untitled Article 1
TO OUR READERS. Article 2
INDEX. Article 4
Monthly Masonic Summary. Article 7
SONNET. Article 7
A PCEAN. Article 8
SOCIAL PROBLEMS AND THEIR PEACEFUL SOLUTION. Article 10
THE BROKEN TESSERA. Article 13
THE WOMEN OF OUR TIME. Article 14
A WORD FOR OUR BOYS. Article 17
SONNET. Article 19
TRIADS IN MASONRY. Article 19
NOTES ON THE OLD MINUTE BOOKS OF THE BRITISH UNION LODGE, No. 114, IPSWICH. A.D. 1762. Article 20
AN ITALIAN COUNT. Article 24
WHISTLE DOWN THE BRAKES. Article 28
ZOROASTRIANISM AND FREEMASONRY. Article 28
THE OLD FISHER'S TALE. Article 32
FAIRY TALES UTILISED FOR, THE NEW GENERATION. Article 32
SPRING. Article 35
THE EDUCATION OF SOCIETY. Article 35
THE ORIGIN AND REFERENCES OF THE HERMESIAN SPURIOUS FREEMASONRY. Article 37
Untitled Article 41
Our Archaeological Corner. Article 42
THE TROAD. Article 43
A STRICKEN HEART. Article 47
NOTES ON LITERATURE, SCIENCE AND ART. Article 47
THE NEW SCHOOL DIRECTOR. Article 49
REVIEW. Article 50
MASONIC CYCLOPAEDIA. Article 54
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He answered " Yes , " and added with a little pride , that he was quite self-taught . It was one of his deprivations , he said , that he could no longer read . He could have borne anything better thau the loss of sight . AH his speech was broken aud

interrupted by a terrible hacking cough , and his stoop was painful iu its helplessness . He asked me suddenly if I knew anything about mechanics . " For two or three years , " he said , " I have had no chance of speaking to anybody who could

understand me . I am the inventor of perpetual motion , Sir . I have mastered the problem which has puzzled mechanicians for centuries . Will you come and look at my invention ? Shall I bring it to you 1 I knew little or nothing about mechanics

, I answered , but should be glad to look at his invention . " Take me home , Lizzie , " he said eagerly , and the child turned at once into one of those dreadful courts

which he off Holborn . As I followed , the old man apologized for the place . " I have never seen it , " he said , " but I know it is as vile a hole as a man could well live in . You're not afraid to come , Sir ? " " Not at all , " I told him . The place was frowsy and miserable . Rotting garbage lay about the broken pavement , and the day ' s rain had awakened a score of evil odours . He

led me into a wretched room on the groundfloor of one of the decrepit houses . The p lace was unevenly paved with battered and broken bricks , and the wails were moist and discoloured . It was almost void . A plank stretched from one heap of bricks to another did duty for a seatand there

, were a ricketty table and an old tea-chest in the room . Nothing else , except a heap of sacking and shavings iu one corner . As we entered the forlorn apartment the old man held up his hand in a listening attitude , and I heard a faint clicking sound like that

of a clock . He released the hand of bis child and went gropingly across the room to the tea-chest , and stooping down , produced from it a cigar box . Holding this in both hands , he came with that pathetically uncertain footstep back to the

table . H laid the box down and untied the string which fastened the lid . " Look here , Sir , " he said , and I advanced to the table . There was a tiny steel hammer hanging from a brass rod and falling perpetually upon a little catch which rose from

a polished brass case ; and there were two small metal cubes darting to and fro along the rod from which the hammer was suspended . Might I take it from the box 1 I asked . The old man laid his hands jealousl y over it . He took it out himself ,

however , and laid it upon the table . " These cubes of metal , " he said " are magnets . They are turned by a circular spring within the box , and they keep the steel pendulum in motion . The hammer on the pendulum strikes the latch as it falls

and gives the spring one coil . It wastes exactly that one coil in working the magnets . A feather ' s weight on either side would destroy the balance , and the machine would stop . It has been going now for more than three years , and will

continue to go as long as the material endures . " Could you not find a purchaser for your invention ? " I asked again . People , he told me , had offered to buy this one , —indicating the little piece of mechanism before him , —but he would ' nt sell it for the world . " I worked at it for

years . I helped with my own hands to make it . What could pay me for it ?" " But surely , " I remonstrated , " you could find somebody who would buy the patent and bring out copies of the thing . " " Whom could he trust , " he asked . Before he lost his sight , one man stole his

specifications and tried to bring it out for himself . There was a mistake in them , however , and the man was an ignoramus who could not rectify it , " and so , " he said , "I escaped that time . No , no , Sir . This is the one invention of the world . The solution of

tremendous problems lies here , Sir . I can ' t pursue them now . But I have started them , — -I have started them , —and I shall be remembered . This little machine , Sir , is the key to a new world of discovery . There is an El Dorado of thought opened

by it—a golden world of new knowledge . " There were tears in the blind eyes and on the furrowed cheeks as he said this . We talked a little further . He made

no appeal for help or charity , wretchedly forlorn as his condition was . I left a coin in the hands of the child and bade him good-day , promising to call upon him again . When I reached home I found that my affairs called me to the Continent . I returned to town on the 18 th of May , and in company with a friend sought the

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