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Mebbe it's poison gas, for all I know. There was a fellow in Ireland when we " Tom ignored him, and making a guess adjustment of the mixing valve, opened the gas and threw the wheel over. "No batteries magneto, huh?" "Yes, but it don't magnete. I'd ruther have a couple o' batteries that would bat." A few crankings and the little engine started, missing frightfully.
While this was being made ready, Hazelton superintended the laying of the wires to the magneto battery. All was soon in readiness. "The red flag is up," Tom shouted. The dynamite had been rather loosely tamped home, for young Reade wanted to begin with light rending force and work up, through successive blasts, to just the proper amount of force. "Get back, everybody!"
German equipment at the outset, which put the Allies at a disadvantage, included a hand-operated magneto engine-starter and a small independent screw which, mounted on one of the main planes, drove the dynamo used for the wireless set.
"The fellow must use a magneto, attached to wires running under the water," concluded Tom. "At that rate, the first real job is to find the magneto. My, but Mr. Sambo Ebony may be wondering, to-night, why his blow-out doesn't work as easily as usual!" Simple as the search ought to have been, Tom Reade was soon on the point of despair.
On the ground with them lay a metal cylinder some two feet long and seven inches in diameter. There was also a coil of wire and a boxed magneto battery. One of the pair held to his eyes a pair of night marine glasses. Incessantly this watcher kept his gaze focused on Williamson. About two o'clock in the morning Williamson found it necessary to go below for a few moments.
"Then you won't take a ride with me to-day?" asked the young inventor, of the Russian, as he completed the repairs to the magneto. "I'd like to have you meet my father, and a friend of his, Mr. Damon. Most likely he'll go to Siberia with us, if his wife will let him. I'd like to talk some plans over with you."
"'Again, in experimenting on the telephone, I had to improve the transmitter so that I could hear it. This made the telephone commercial, as the magneto telephone receiver of Bell was too weak to be used as a transmitter commercially. "It was the same with the phonograph. The great defect of that instrument was the rendering of the overtones in music and the hissing consonants in speech.
She was writing about magnetos in a way to make you want to drop your customer, or your ironing, or your game, and go downtown and buy that particular kind of magneto at once. Which is the secretest part of the wizardry of advertising copy.
My next adventure was the sight of some German aeroplanes. After fiddling around, I got my engine started, and flew up to 1,000 feet above the sea. It was lucky that I started the engine when I did, for the sea was becoming unpleasant. But then my magneto failed me, and I realised what was in store on those wind-torn waters. I was forced to dodge about like a bird with a broken wing.
Ignition was obtained by using a one-spark coil and vibrator for all cylinders, with a distributor to select the right cylinder for each spark this was before the days of the high-tension magneto and the almost perfect ignition systems that makers now employ.
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