A connecticut yankee in king arthur`s court

ting a miracle.”
“Just so. And as that miracle hadn`t become necessary then, I thought it might be a good idea to utilize the plant now. I`ve provisioned the cave for a siege”
“A good idea, a first-rate idea.”
“I think so. I placed four of my boys there as a guardinside, and out of sight. Nobody was to be hurtwhile outside; but any attempt to enterwell, we said just let anybody try it! Then I went out into the hills and uncovered and cut the secret wires which connected your bedroom with the wires that go to the dynamite deposits under all our vast factories, mills, workshops, magazines, etc., and about midnight I and my boys turned out and connected that wire with the cave, and nobody but you and I suspects where the other end of it goes to. We laid it under ground, of course, and it was all finished in a couple of hours or so. We sha`n`t have to leave our fortress now when we want to blow up our civilization.”
“It was the right moveand the natural one; military necessity, in the changed condition of things. Well, what changes have come! We expected to be besieged in the palace some time or other, but however, go on.”
“Next, we built a wire fence.”
“Wire fence?”
“Yes. You dropped the hint of it yourself, two or three years ago.”
“Oh, I rememberthe time the Church tried her strength against us the first time, and presently thought it wise to wait for a hopefuler season. Well, how have you arranged the fence?”
“I start twelve immensely strong wiresnaked, not insulated from a big dynamo in the cavedynamo with no brushes except a positive and a negative one”
“Yes, that`s right.”
“The wires go out from the cave and fence in a circle of level ground a hundred yards in diameter; they make twelve independent fences, ten feet apartthat is to say, twelve circles within circlesand their ends come into the cave again.”
“Right; go on.”
“The fences are fastened to heavy oaken posts only three feet apart, and these posts are sunk five feet in the ground.”
“That is good and strong.”
“Yes. The wires have no ground-connection outside of the cave. They go out from the positive brush of the dynamo; there is a ground-connection through the negative brush; the other ends of the wire return to the cave, and each is grounded independently.”
“No, no, that won`t do!”
“Why?”
“It`s too expensiveuses up force for nothing. You don`t want any ground-connection except the one through the negative brush. The other end of every wire must be brought back into the cave and fastened independently, and without any ground-connection. Now, then, observe the economy of it. A cavalry charge hurls itself against the fence; you are using no power, you are spending no money, for there is only one ground-connection till those horses come against the wire; the moment they touch it they form a connection with the negative brush through the ground , and drop dead. Don`t you see?you are using no energy until it is needed; your lightning is there, and ready, like the load in a gun; but it isn`t costing you a cent till you touch it off. Oh, yes, the single ground-connection”
“Of course! I don`t know how I overlooked that. It`s not only cheaper, but it`s more effectual than the other way, for if wires break or get tangled, no harm is done.”
“No, especially if we have a telltale in the cave and disconnect the broken wire. Well, go on. The gatlings?”
“Yesthat`s arranged. In the center of the inner circle, on a spacious platform six feet high, I`ve grouped a battery of thirteen gatling guns, and provided plenty of ammunition.”
“That`s it. They command every approach, and when the Church`s knights arrive, there`s going to be music. The brow of the precipice over the cave”
“I`ve got a wire fence there, and a gatling. They won`t drop any rocks down on us.”
“Well, and the glass-cylinder dynamite torpedoes?”
“That`s attended to. It`s the prettiest garden that was ever planted. It`s a belt forty feet wide, and goes around the outer fencedistance between it and the fence one hundred yardskind of neutral ground that space is. There isn`t a single square yard of that whole belt but is equipped with a torpedo. We laid them on the surface of the ground, and sprinkled a layer of sand over them. It`s an innocent looking garden, but you let a man start in to hoe it once, and you`ll see.”
“You tested the torpedoes?”
“Well, I was going to, but”
“But what? Why, it`s an immense oversight not to apply a”
“Test? Yes, I know; but they`re all right; I laid a few in the public road beyond our lines and they`ve been tested.”
“Oh, that alters the case. Who did it?”
“A Church committee.”
“How kind!”
“Yes. They came to command us to make submission. You see they didn`t really come to test the torpedoes; that was merely an incident.”
“Did the committee make a report?”
“Yes, they made one. You could have heard it a mile.”
“Unanimous?”
“That was the nature of it. After that I put up some signs, for the protection of future committees, and we have had no intruders since.”
“Clarence, you`ve done a world of work, and done it perfectly.”
“We had plenty of time for it; there wasn`t any occasion for hurry.”
We sat silent awhile, thinking. Then my mind was made up, and I said:
“Yes, everything is ready; everything is shipshape, no detail is wanting. I know what to do now.”
“So do I; sit down and wait.”
“No, sir ! rise up and strike !”
“Do you mean it?”
“Yes, indeed! The defensive isn`t in my line, and the offensive is. That is, when I hold a fair handtwo-thirds as good a hand as the enemy. Oh, yes, we`ll rise up and strike; that`s our game.”
“A hundred to one you are right. When does the performance begin?”
“Now! We`ll proclaim the Republic.”
“Well, that will precipitate things, sure enough!”
“It will make them buzz, I tell you! England will be a hornets` nest before noon to-morrow, if the Church`s hand hasn`t lost its cunningand we know it hasn`t. Now you write and I`ll dictate thus:
“PROCLAMATION. BE IT KNOWN UNTO ALL. Whereas the king having died and left no heir, it becomes my duty to continue the executive authority vested in me, until a government shall have been created and set in motion. The monarchy has lapsed, it no longer exists. By consequence, all political power has reverted to its original source, the people of the nation. With the monarchy, its several adjuncts died also; wherefore there is no longer a nobility, no longer a privileged class, no longer an Established Church; all men are become exactly equal; they are upon one common level, and religion is free. A Republic is hereby proclaimed, as being the natural estate of a nation when other authority has ceased. It is the duty of the British people to meet together immediately, and by their votes elect representatives and deliver into their hands the government.”
I signed it “The Boss,” and dated it from Merlin`s Cave. Clarence said:
“Why, that tells where we are, and invites them to call right away.”
“That is the idea. We strikeby the Proclamationthen it`s their innings. Now have the thing set up and printed and posted, right off; that is, give the order; then, if you`ve got a couple of bicycles handy at the foot of the hill, ho for Merlin`s Cave!”
“I shall be ready in ten minutes. What a cyclone there is going to be to-morrow when this piece of paper gets to work!… It`s a pleasant old palace, this is; I wonder if we shall ever again but never mind about that.”

Chapter 43.

In Merlin`s CaveClarence and I and fifty-two fresh, bright, well-educated, clean-minded young British boys. At dawn I sent an order to the factories and to all our great works to stop operations and remove all life to a safe distance, as everything was going to be blown up by secret mines, “and no telling at what momenttherefore, vacate at once .” These people knew me, and had confidence in my word. They would clear out without waiting to part their hair, and I could take my own time about dating the explosion. You couldn`t hire one of them to go back during the century, if the explosion was still impending.
We had a week of waiting. It was not dull for me, because I was writing all the time. During the first three days, I finished turning my old diary into this narrative form; it only required a chapter or so to bring it down to date. The rest of the week I took up in writing letters to my wife. It was always my habit to write to Sandy every day, whenever we were separate, and now I kept up the habit for love of it, and of her, though I couldn`t do anything with the letters, of course, after I had written them. But it put in the time, you see, and was almost like talking; it was almost as if I was saying, “Sandy, if you and Hello-Central were here in the cave, instead of only your photographs, what good times we could have!” And then, you know, I could imagine the baby goo-gooing something out in reply, with its fists in its mouth and itself stretched across its mother`s lap on its back, and she a-laughing and admiring and worshipping, and now and then tickling under the baby`s chin to set it cackling, and then maybe throwing in a word of answer to me herselfand so on and so on well, don`t you know, I could sit there in the cave with my pen, and keep it up, that way, by the hour with them. Why, it was almost like having us all together again.
I had spies out every night, of course, to get news. Every report made things look more and more impressive. The hosts were gathering, gathering; down all the roads and paths of England the knights were riding, and priests rode with them, to hearten these original Crusaders, this being the Church`s war. All the nobilities, big and little, were on their way, and all the gentry. This was all as was expected. We should thin out this sort of folk to such a degree that the people would have nothing to do but just step to the front with their republic and
Ah, what a donkey I was! Toward the end of the week I began to get this large and disenchanting fact through my…