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This apparatus has always given me on discharging 40 amperes at the E.M.F. of 1.85 volts during 60 or 65 minutes. The charge is effected in two hours up to 20 amperes, without any appreciable loss of electricity. "The points to be aimed at in an accumulator are longevity and energy, or, rather, rapid yield per kilo.
But most of the houses were painted, either freshly, or at least not anciently. The corner of Main and Cross Streets, the business center of Kilo, was like the business centers of other small country towns.
If they were German prisoners we were outside the thirty kilo strip. For when the Germans discovered last spring that the Allies held more prisoners than the Germans, the Germans demanded a rule for the treatment of prisoners, which should keep them thirty kilos from danger.
"Such a town is Kilo, to give mayors a klop on the head! Donnerblitzenvetter! Not so is it in Germany." He turned to the crowd. "A klop on the head! It is not for klops on the head that I am mayor. No. I resign out of this mayor business. Go get another mayor, such as likes klops on the head. I am no mayor. I am resigned."
"Who are they?" "Over this way! There's their canoe!" "Look out for that motor boat!" "Who was it ran them down? They ought to be arrested!" These were only a few of the cries that followed the upsetting of the frail canoe by the wash from the powerful red boat. On Tom's Kilo there was a small, electrical searchlight which he had not yet switched on.
And here they were all three alone, in the fury of this awful storm that was testing the stoutest souls in the world, and they were so young and so untried! The roads over which we had been travelling for two days in our car were military roads. And we could tell instantly when we were inside the thirty kilo limit of the firing line, by looking at the road menders.
It was the longest and coldest spell ever known in Kilo, and it hung on and hung on until the entire hen population of Eastern Iowa became disgusted and went on a strike. Eggs went up in price until even packed eggs of the previous summer sold for twenty-seven and thirty cents a dozen, and angel-cake became an impossible dainty.
The attorney coldly ignored the editor, and his irritation, beginning in this rivalry, was increased by the growing suspicion that the editor dared look toward the leadership of the Republican party in Kilo. It all angered the attorney. What right had a country editor to compete with a man of talent, with a member of the bar, with Attorney Toole?
To Kilo in general the doctor was something of a mystery. Ordinarily he was the most silent of men, but on occasion, as for instance when he could buttonhole an intelligent stranger, he dissolved into a torrent of words. Doc Weaver held views.
"Well, Kilo is out of commission for the present. Guess we'll have to finish our outing by walking, Ned." "Oh, I don't mind. But it makes me mad to have a fellow act the way he did." "Well, there's no good in getting mad," was Tom's smiling rejoinder. "We'll take it out of him legally. That's the best way in the end. But I can't help saying I don't like Mr. Shallock Peters."
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