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Thorn Carson. Twenty-two years ago, copper smelting furnaces were loaded from the top and by hand. Each furnace, filled to capacity, held only 240 tons. These facts, known to all miners, were particularly familiar to a vagabond prospector, George Carson, called the "Desert Rat." For 23 years, he had wandered from mine to mine, pursuing an idea. The idea was a smelter which men could load from the side, which might hold twice or three times as much ore as the old top-charging furnace...
...lumber, bolted together. Our greatest difficulty came in turning the slab over, but this was accomplished without cracking it. When the slab was ready for shipment it weighed over 7000 pounds, and it took six men from 3 o'clock in the afternoon until 5.30 the following morning to load it on a truck and haul it 25 miles to the nearest railroad station at Harrison, Nebraska...
Blau Gas. Used in the trial flight of the ship is a gas fuel weighing no more than air itself. It can be contained in bags and permits the ship to carry a paying load in place of the many tons of gasoline which used to be an essential weight. Furthermore, as its specific gravity is nearly the same as air, its consumption does not necessitate a constant shifting of ballast as in the case when tanks of liquid fuel are being emptied...
They are equipped with luxurious trappings, hot and cold running water, sleeping compartments, radio sets, spacious windows. The 90-foot wing spread will lift, beside fuel and passengers, 1,000 pounds of baggage. The three Wright Cyclone motors will propel this load at an average 130 m. p. h. for four and one-half hours, could if necessary attain 155 m. p. h., climb 16,100 feet. Edgar M. Gott, president of the Keystone Aircraft Corp., has for the last two months kept the construction of these monsters a secret...
...theatre is a dusty kennel, full of drafts and dust, scented forever with a sweet, unreal and sticky perfume, built of planks and plush, to house deceptions. Hoboken, N. J., is a squat and smoky suburb of Manhattan, a place where trains load and boats dock, where beery workmen lurch home along cobbled streets and where the world of art is chiefly represented by ancient and execrable examples of the cinema. Why then should anyone want to own a theatre in Hoboken, N. J.? Famed Author Christopher Darlington Morley (Where the Blue Begins, Thunder on the Left) knows, for last...