stream of volatized artemisium was never set flow-
ing at full moon, when the lunar globe is above the
horizon only during the hours of darkness."
"I see," I said, "whence eame the nuggets on the
mountain. Some of the atoms, owing to the resist-
ance of the air, fell short and settled in the form of
impalpable dust until the winds and rains collected
and compacted them in the. cracks and crevices of
the roeks."
"That was it, of course."
"And now," I added, my amazement at the suc-
cess of Hall's experiments and the accuracy of Mb
deductions increasing every moment, "do you say
that you have also discovered the means employed
by Dr. Syx to obtain artemisium from the moon?"
"Not only that," replied my friend, "but within
the next few minute3 I shall have the pleasure of
presenting to you a button of moon metal, fresh
from the ^
3 of Artemis herself."
CHAPTER XI
The Looting ot the Moon
•'TTSHALL spare the reader a recital of tireless
I efforts, continuing through many almost sleep-
JL less weeks, whereby Andrew Hall obtained his
clew to Dr. Syx's method. It was manifest from
the beginning that the agent concerned must be
some form of etheric, or so-called electric energy;
but how to set it in operation was the problem.
Finally he hit upon the apparatus for his initial
experiments which I have already described.
"Recurring to what had been done more than
half a century ago by Hertz, when he concentrated
electric waves upon a focal point by means of a
concave mirror," said Hall, "I saw that the key
1 wanted lay in an extension of these experiments.
At, last I found that I could transform the energy
of an engine into undulations of the ether, which,
when they had been concentrated upon a metallic
object, like a chunk of gold, imparted to it an in-
tense charge of an apparently electric nature. Upon
thus charging a metallic body enclosed In a vacuum,
I observed that the energy imparted to it possessed
the remarkable power of disrupting its atoms and
projecting them off in straight lines, very much as
occurs with a cathode in a Crookes's tube. But —
and this was of supreme importance — I found that
the line of projection was directly towards the appa-
ratus from which the impulse producing the charge
had come. In other words, I could produce two poles
between which a marvellous interaction occurred.
My transformer, with its concentrating mirror,
acted as one pole, from which energy was trans-
ferred to the other pole, and that other pole im-
mediately flung off atoms of its own substance in
the direction of the transformer. But these atoms
were stopped by the glass wall of the vacuum tube;
and when I tried the experiment with the metal
removed from the vacuum, and surrounded with air,
it failed utterly.
"This at first completely discouraged me, until
I suddenly remembered that the moon is in a
vacuum, the great vacuum of interplanetary space,
and that it possesses no perceptible atmosphere of
its own. At this a great light broke around me, and
I shouted 'Eureka!' [Without hesitation I construct-
ed a transformer of great power, furnished with a'
large parabolic mirror to transmit the waves in'
parallel lines, erected the machinery and buildings
here, and when all was ready for the final experi-
ment I telegraphed for you,"
Details o£ Hall's Experiments
PBEPAEED by these explanations I was all on
fire to see the thing tried. Hall was no less
eager, and, calling in his two faithful assist-
ants to make the final adjustments, he led the way
into what he facetiously named "the lunar chamber."
"If we fail," he remarked with a smile that had
an element of worriment in it, "it will become the
'lunatic chamber'— but no danger of that. You ob-
serve this polished silver knob, suported by a metal-
lic rod curved over at the top like a crane.
That constitutes the pole from which I propose
to transmit the energy to the moon, and upon which
I expect the storm of atoms to be centred by reflec-
tion from the mirror at whose focus it is placed."
"One moment," I said. "Am I to understand that
you think that the moon i3 a solid mas3 of artemi-
sium, and that no matter where your radiant force
strikes it a 'cathodic pole' will be formed there from
which atoms will be projected to the earth?"
"No," said Hall, "I must carefully choose the
point on the lunar surface where to operate. But
that will present no difficulty. I made up my mind
as soon as I had penetrated Syx's secret that he
obtained the metal from those mystic white streaks
whieh radiate from Tycho, and which have puzzled
the astronomers ever since the invention of tele-
scopes. I now believe those streaks to be composed
of immense veins of the metal that Syx has most
appropriately named artemisium, which you, of
course, recognize as being derived from the name
of the Greek goddess of the moon, Artemis, whom
the Romans called Diana. But now to work!"
It was less than a day past the time of new moon,
and the earth's satellite was too near the sun to be
visible in broad daylight. Accordingly, the mirror
had to be directed by means of knowledge of the
moon's place in the sky. Driven by accurate clock-
work, it could be depended upon to retain the proper
direction when once set.
With breathless interest I watched the proceed-
ings of my friend and his assistants. The strain
upon the nerves of all of us was such as could
not have been borne for many hours at a stretch.
When everything had been adjusted to his satis-
faction, Hall stepped back, not without betraying
his excitement in flushed cheeks and flashing eyes,
and pressed a lever. The powerful engine under-
neath the floor instantly responded. The experi-
ment was begun.
"I have set it upon a point about a hundred miles
north of Tycho, where the Yerkes photographs show
a great abundance of the white substance," said
Hall.
Then he waited. A minute elapsed. A bird,
fluttering in the opening above, for a second or
two, wrenched our strained nerves. Hall's face
turned pale.
"They had better keep away from here," he whis-
pered, with a ghastly smile.
Two minutes! I could hear the beating of my
heart. The engine shook'" the floor.
Three" minutes ! Hall's face Was wet with perspi-
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