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A Safe Toy Cannon Lake Muskoka to its position on the

railroad line. The weight of the span is A COLLEGE professor has, by his in- one hundred and thirty-six tons.

vention of a toy cannon, made the Fourth of July a safer, though, if possible, a noisier, day. His cannon is operated by acetylene gas, touched off by two Alaska's Telegraphs dry batteries. The turning of a key charges the noisemaker with a mixture EXTRAORDINARY results, in conof air and acetylene. The cannon is fired sideration of the conditions, have been by turning another key, and the report achieved by the United States troops of that follows is said to rival the thunders the Department of the Columbia in the of heaven. As recharging by the flowing construction and maintenance of telein of the gas occurs almost instantly, a graph and cable lines in Alaska. The skillful manipulator may fire the cannon submarine cable system begins at Seattle, every other second, or thirty times a Washington, extends to Sitka, thence to minute. Absolute safety is guaranteed in Valdez, and on to Seward, on Resurrecits operation. The hand may be held tion Bay, a distance of 1,838 miles. Two over the cannon's mouth with impunity. branches, one from Sitka to Skagway, a The only drawback to the use of the ma- distance of 413 miles, and the other from chine is perhaps its first cost. Five dol- Valdez to Fort Liscum, a distance of four lars is the price asked.

miles, make the total mileage 2,255.

The volume of business transmitted over these vables, especially the trunk

portion from Seattle to Sitka, has become Floating Steel Span so great that steps have been taken to

accomplish its duplexing which will make THE James Bay Railroad Company of the capacity of the cable equivalent to two

Canada desiring to place a steel wires. bridge span in position adopted the The land telegraph system begins at somewhat unusual method of floating it the terminal of the submarine cable at on scows, upon which a superstructure Valdez and extends as far as Fort St. had been built especially for the purpose. Michael. From Fort St. Michael across The illustration shows the manner in Norton Sound a wireless system has which the operation was performed. been installed with terminals at Fort St. Cables were attached and the strange Michael and Safety Harbor, 107 miles load slowly drawn over the waters of apart. From Safety Harbor a land line carries communication to Nome. This Latest Submarine trunk line, including the wireless, is 1,433 miles long. It affords means of THE photograph shows the latest type direct communication with the important of French submarine craft, rushing cities of Nome, Fairbanks and other over the surface of the water at a high places where the mining industry is of the rate of speed. The boat here shown is highest importance. Arrangements have designed for use in warfare and was

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Mailing a Newspaper

By Prather King

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SERHAPS nowhere else in because his paper happened to be an inch

the world are seconds of or so out of line with the rest of the pile k3 such momentous impor- when the mailing machine operator

tance as in the mailing stamped it, and that if the operator had * room of a modern daily stopped for even the instant necessary to

paper: and nowhere else change or adjust his label it is very probis system—pure, concrete, mechanical able that Mr. Jones—and some five hunsystem-of such vital necessity.

dred other subscribers on that particular When John Jones, of Miles Away, line of railway—would not have received opens his paper and swears because the their paper until some time next day. little red or green or yellow address label And then Mr. Jones begins to understand on it covers a particular bit of the news, the value of seconds in a newspaper mailhe thinks it was put there for spite. And ing room. if it happens more than once or twice he Imagine a long, low-ceiled apartment is pretty apt to write to the paper's home crowded with tables and large iron sack office about it. Then, if the paper re- racks under which hundreds of empty joices in a good circulation manager he canvas mail bags are suspended. At the receives in reply a short, courteously tables are men bending over narrow worded letter form which tells him just strips of paper, cutting or tearing them why it occurs. And after that Mr. Jones into still narrower ones and pasting these knows that when his label covers some of together, end to end, in a long, conthe news—instead of being on the head- tinuous strip as they work. This is lines of the paper, as it should be—it is the paper's mailing list. And somewhere in the thousands of names and postoffices labels to the papers, after they have stretched down its narrow surface Mr. passed over a beltor roller containing Jones' name occurs, separated from the paste in the center of the machine. The one above it and the one below by per- papers are brought from the pressroom haps an eighth of an inch of space, and and stacked in piles on the tables before seemingly lost in the interminable length the operators, who, holding their maof paper. But run back a few feet on the chines over the pile, dab them swiftly on strip and you will see a name or num- it, clipping and pasting the label and ber that stands out in bold, black type removing the paper with a motion too above the lighter and smaller names of fast for the eye to try even to follow.

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subscribers and postoffices. This is the It is almost midnight: the last page route heading, and designates the line of has shot down the elevator; been whisked railway to which Mr. Jones' and the to the plate box; cast in the form of a other five hundred subscribers' papers metallic half-cylinder, and, still hot, is shall go; and because they are thus sepa- placed upon the press. A whistle shrills rated and are thus placed in a sack and out and the presses begin to revolve; consigned to this particular line of rail- slowly at first, then faster and faster, way, Mr. Jones and the other subscribers until their roar shakes the building and always receive their papers at the earliest thie whirling gears on their sides change possible moment. That is system in a to living bands of flame. mailing room.

Faster and faster they go: the papers After the mailing list is cut up and spout from their mouths in a white avapasted together in a strip hundreds of lanche under which press boys stagger in yards in length, and containing thou- the gloom. sands of names, it is distributed to the Out in the mailing room everything is several mailing machine operators who apparently confusion: a swirling mob of wind it on little brass machines, in the half-clothed men sweat and struggle unfront of which are knives arranged like der the electrics, while at the tables the a pair of scissors to clip and paste the mailing operators with their queer little machines dab, dab, fiercely away at the uproar and run swiftly back and forth piles of paper that melt under their touch. across the cement floor. Then stand to Others are wrapping and tying, wrap- watch, with solicitous eyes, the swift rush ping and tying, and the sacks on the of the paper above them as it reels dizracks fill to bursting with the bundles. zily in and out of the presses: one instant Every new moment outside the door a a smooth expanse of white, and in the truck, automobile or mail wagon dashes next, printed, cut, folded and belched out up, is loaded down, and goes tearing off with a hundred of its brothers sprawled into the night.

on top. Slowly the inexorable seconds tick Hour after hour the work goes on; away. Mails are made when the last a fine white dust from the presses drifts heavy sack, flung into the rapidly moving into and chokes the mailing room. railway car ricochets against a tired Outside the first gray light of the postal clerk who hurls it angrily on top morning climbs into the east, and of the pile behind, to swear at the black- through the railing that blocks one end ness two hundred miles away when he. of the room the faces of myriad newsheaves it out again.

boys appear. High up on the building Steaming horses shiver for an instant sparrows are chirping and Auttering in the glow of the mailing room door sleepily across the window ledges, and way, and then, their loads complete, dash down in the dark street the early milk madly away; every nerve in their game wagon noisily takes its way. bodies tense in the race against time.

Presently the roar of the presses sinks Back in the pressroom the registers to a subdued murmur that finally dies are clicking; every monstrous press is hot away. And out in the quieted mailing to the touch, and a thousand papers roll room gaunt, hollow-eyed men Aling themfrom their mouths with each drop of oil selves thankfully across the rough tables on their bearings.

to sleep in the red dawn of another day. The pressmen shout and chatter in the The paper is mailed.

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