The Phonogram (1900-10)

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OCTOBER 1900 fullest capacity, adjust a new blank and slow down the speed. Then I squared the screen and calling * come in * started the Phonograph going. ‘ 1 ’m getting old and deaf, Potkins * said I ‘you must talk pretty loud, and fast too, for I’ve a train to make in eight minutes.* All this with my hand up to my ear. He fell in like a fly in a molasses jug, and yelled at me like an Indian. I stopped him for ten seconds while I closed the windows, for he did make an awful noise, and his talk was supposed to be most confidential. It’s funny how you lose all reserve when you’re talking to a deaf man. Well, Potkins certainly did; and he turned himself inside out before the three minutes were up, and I had all I wanted to know in better style even than if my stenographer had been there,; for ten to one he wouldn’t have talked so freely if a third party had been present. Well the minute he was gone I locked the door and did a war dance. Then I put a reproducer on instead of the recorder and started her up. Then I did another war dance. Say Openeer if you want to hear something slick, come around to my house to-night and listen to that Pot- kins record. Why it’s a peach. You can hear it pretty distinctly even with a horn, and when you put on the tubes it’s plainer than the plainest. That’s the time I caught old Potkins. “ Kilo-Watt,” said I, “of a truth thou didst;** and now whenever I meet him I ask if his has im- proved.