Though he tried to explain this by placing a visiting-card on an orange and expounding the law of gravitation, Mrs. Allgood declined to accept the statement. She could not see that the top of a true billiard-table must, theoretically, be spherical, just like a portion of the orange-peel that George cut out. Of course, the table is so small in proportion to the surface of the earth that the curvature is not appreciable, but it is nevertheless true in theory. A surface that we call level is not the same as our idea of a true geometrical plane.
"Uncle John," broke in Willie Allgood, "there is a certain island situated between England and France, and yet that island is farther from France than England is. What is the island?"
"That seems absurd, my boy; because if I place this tumbler, to represent the island, between these two plates, it seems impossible that the tumbler can be farther from either of the plates than they are from each other."
"But isn"t Guernsey between England and France?" asked Willie.
"Yes, certainly."
"Well, then, I think you will find, uncle, that Guernsey is about twenty-six miles from France, and England is only twenty-one miles from France, between Calais and Dover."
"My mathematical master," said George, "has been trying to induce me to accept the axiom that "if equals be multiplied by equals the products are equal.""
"It is self-evident," pointed out Mr. Filkins. "For example, if 3 feet equal 1 yard, then twice 3 feet will equal 2 yards. Do you see?"
"But, Mr. Filkins," asked George, "is this tumbler half full of water equal to a similar gla.s.s half empty?"
"Certainly, George."
"Then it follows from the axiom that a gla.s.s full must equal a gla.s.s empty. Is that correct?"
"No, clearly not. I never thought of it in that light."
"Perhaps," suggested Mr. Allgood, "the rule does not apply to liquids."
"Just what I was thinking, Allgood. It would seem that we must make an exception in the case of liquids."
"But it would be awkward," said George, with a smile, "if we also had to except the case of solids. For instance, let us take the solid earth. One mile square equals one square mile. Therefore two miles square must equal two square miles. Is this so?"
"Well, let me see! No, of course not," Mr. Filkins replied, "because two miles square is four square miles."
"Then," said George, "if the axiom is not true in these cases, when is it true?"
Mr. Filkins promised to look into the matter, and perhaps the reader will also like to give it consideration at leisure.
"Look here, George," said his cousin Reginald Woolley: "by what fractional part does four-fourths exceed three-fourths?"
"By one-fourth!" shouted everybody at once.
"Try another one," George suggested.
"With pleasure, when you have answered that one correctly," was Reginald"s reply.
"Do you mean to say that it isn"t one-fourth?"
"Certainly I do."
Several members of the company failed to see that the correct answer is "one-third," although Reginald tried to explain that three of anything, if increased by one-third, becomes four.
"Uncle John, how do you p.r.o.nounce "t-o-o"?" asked Willie.
""Too," my boy."
"And how do you p.r.o.nounce "t-w-o"?"
"That is also "too.""
"Then how do you p.r.o.nounce the second day of the week?"
"Well, that I should p.r.o.nounce "Tuesday," not "Toosday.""
"Would you really? I should p.r.o.nounce it "Monday.""
"If you go on like this, Willie," said Uncle John, with mock severity, "you will soon be without a friend in the world."
"Can any of you write down quickly in figures "twelve thousand twelve hundred and twelve pounds"?" asked Mr. Allgood.
His eldest daughter, Miss Mildred, was the only person who happened to have a pencil at hand.
"It can"t be done," she declared, after making an attempt on the white table-cloth; but Mr. Allgood showed her that it should be written, "13,212."
"Now it is my turn," said Mildred. "I have been waiting to ask you all a question. In the Ma.s.sacre of the Innocents under Herod, a number of poor little children were buried in the sand with only their feet sticking out. How might you distinguish the boys from the girls?"
"I suppose," said Mrs. Allgood, "it is a conundrum--something to do with their poor little "souls.""
But after everybody had given it up, Mildred reminded the company that only boys were put to death.
"Once upon a time," began George, "Achilles had a race with a tortoise--"
"Stop, George!" interposed Mr. Allgood. "We won"t have that one. I knew two men in my youth who were once the best of friends, but they quarrelled over that infernal thing of Zeno"s, and they never spoke to one another again for the rest of their lives. I draw the line at that, and the other stupid thing by Zeno about the flying arrow. I don"t believe anybody understands them, because I could never do so myself."
"Oh, very well, then, father. Here is another. The Post-Office people were about to erect a line of telegraph-posts over a high hill from Turmitville to Wurzleton; but as it was found that a railway company was making a deep level cutting in the same direction, they arranged to put up the posts beside the line. Now, the posts were to be a hundred yards apart, the length of the road over the hill being five miles, and the length of the level cutting only four and a half miles. How many posts did they save by erecting them on the level?"
"That is a very simple matter of calculation," said Mr. Filkins. "Find how many times one hundred yards will go in five miles, and how many times in four and a half miles. Then deduct one from the other, and you have the number of posts saved by the shorter route."
"Quite right," confirmed Mr. Allgood. "Nothing could be easier."
"That is just what the Post-Office people said," replied George, "but it is quite wrong. If you look at this sketch that I have just made, you will see that there is no difference whatever. If the posts are a hundred yards apart, just the same number will be required on the level as over the surface of the hill."
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"Surely you must be wrong, George," said Mrs. Allgood, "for if the posts are a hundred yards apart and it is half a mile farther over the hill, you have to put up posts on that extra half-mile."
"Look at the diagram, mother. You will see that the distance from post to post is not the distance from base to base measured along the ground. I am just the same distance from you if I stand on this spot on the carpet or stand immediately above it on the chair."
But Mrs. Allgood was not convinced.
Mr. Smoothly, the curate, at the end of the table, said at this point that he had a little question to ask.
"Suppose the earth were a perfect sphere with a smooth surface, and a girdle of steel were placed round the Equator so that it touched at every point."
""I"ll put a girdle round about the earth in forty minutes,"" muttered George, quoting the words of Puck in _A Midsummer Night"s Dream_.
"Now, if six yards were added to the length of the girdle, what would then be the distance between the girdle and the earth, supposing that distance to be equal all round?"
"In such a great length," said Mr. Allgood, "I do not suppose the distance would be worth mentioning."
"What do you say, George?" asked Mr. Smoothly.
"Well, without calculating I should imagine it would be a very minute fraction of an inch."
Reginald and Mr. Filkins were of the same opinion.
"I think it will surprise you all," said the curate, "to learn that those extra six yards would make the distance from the earth all round the girdle very nearly a yard!"
"Very nearly a yard!" everybody exclaimed, with astonishment; but Mr. Smoothly was quite correct. The increase is independent of the original length of the girdle, which may be round the earth or round an orange; in any case the additional six yards will give a distance of nearly a yard all round. This is apt to surprise the non-mathematical mind.
"Did you hear the story of the extraordinary precocity of Mrs. Perkins"s baby that died last week?" asked Mrs. Allgood. "It was only three months old, and lying at the point of death, when the grief-stricken mother asked the doctor if nothing could save it. "Absolutely nothing!" said the doctor. Then the infant looked up pitifully into its mother"s face and said--absolutely nothing!"
"Impossible!" insisted Mildred. "And only three months old!"
"There have been extraordinary cases of infantile precocity," said Mr. Filkins, "the truth of which has often been carefully attested. But are you sure this really happened, Mrs. Allgood?"
"Positive," replied the lady. "But do you really think it astonishing that a child of three months should say absolutely nothing? What would you expect it to say?"
"Speaking of death," said Mr. Smoothly, solemnly, "I knew two men, father and son, who died in the same battle during the South African War. They were both named Andrew Johnson and buried side by side, but there was some difficulty in distinguishing them on the headstones. What would you have done?"
"Quite simple," said Mr. Allgood. "They should have described one as "Andrew Johnson, Senior," and the other as "Andrew Johnson, Junior.""
"But I forgot to tell you that the father died first."
"What difference can that make?"
"Well, you see, they wanted to be absolutely exact, and that was the difficulty."
"But I don"t see any difficulty," said Mr. Allgood, nor could anybody else.
"Well," explained Mr. Smoothly, "it is like this. If the father died first, the son was then no longer "Junior." Is that so?"
"To be strictly exact, yes."
"That is just what they wanted--to be strictly exact. Now, if he was no longer "Junior," then he did not die "Junior." Consequently it must be incorrect so to describe him on the headstone. Do you see the point?"
"Here is a rather curious thing," said Mr. Filkins, "that I have just remembered. A man wrote to me the other day that he had recently discovered two old coins while digging in his garden. One was dated "51 B.C.," and the other one marked "George I." How do I know that he was not writing the truth?"
"Perhaps you know the man to be addicted to lying," said Reginald.
"But that would be no proof that he was not telling the truth in this instance."
"Perhaps," suggested Mildred, "you know that there were no coins made at those dates.
"On the contrary, they were made at both periods."
"Were they silver or copper coins?" asked Willie.
"My friend did not state, and I really cannot see, Willie, that it makes any difference."
"I see it!" shouted Reginald. "The letters "B.C." would never be used on a coin made before the birth of Christ. They never antic.i.p.ated the event in that way. The letters were only adopted later to denote dates previous to those which we call "A.D." That is very good; but I cannot see why the other statement could not be correct."
"Reginald is quite right," said Mr. Filkins, "about the first coin. The second one could not exist, because the first George would never be described in his lifetime as "George I.""
"Why not?" asked Mrs. Allgood. "He was George I."
"Yes; but they would not know it until there was a George II."
"Then there was no George II. until George III. came to the throne?"
"That does not follow. The second George becomes "George II." on account of there having been a "George I.""
"Then the first George was "George I." on account of there having been no king of that name before him."
"Don"t you see, mother," said George Allgood, "we did not call Queen Victoria "Victoria I.;" but if there is ever a "Victoria II.," then she will be known that way."
"But there have been several Georges, and therefore he was "George I." There _haven"t_ been several Victorias, so the two cases are not similar."
They gave up the attempt to convince Mrs. Allgood, but the reader will, of course, see the point clearly.
"Here is a question," said Mildred Allgood, "that I should like some of you to settle for me. I am accustomed to buy from our greengrocer bundles of asparagus, each 12 inches in circ.u.mference. I always put a tape measure round them to make sure I am getting the full quant.i.ty. The other day the man had no large bundles in stock, but handed me instead two small ones, each 6 inches in circ.u.mference. "That is the same thing," I said, "and, of course, the price will be the same;" but he insisted that the two bundles together contained more than the large one, and charged me a few pence extra. Now, what I want to know is, which of us was correct? Would the two small bundles contain the same quant.i.ty as the large one? Or would they contain more?"
"That is the ancient puzzle," said Reginald, laughing, "of the sack of corn that Semp.r.o.nius borrowed from Caius, which your greengrocer, perhaps, had been reading about somewhere. He caught you beautifully."
"Then they were equal?"
"On the contrary, you were both wrong, and you were badly cheated. You only got half the quant.i.ty that would have been contained in a large bundle, and therefore ought to have been charged half the original price, instead of more."
Yes, it was a bad swindle, undoubtedly. A circle with a circ.u.mference half that of another must have its area a quarter that of the other. Therefore the two small bundles contained together only half as much asparagus as a large one.
"Mr. Filkins, can you answer this?" asked Willie. "There is a man in the next village who eats two eggs for breakfast every morning."
"Nothing very extraordinary in that," George broke in. "If you told us that the two eggs ate the man it would be interesting."
"Don"t interrupt the boy, George," said his mother.
"Well," Willie continued, "this man neither buys, borrows, barters, begs, steals, nor finds the eggs. He doesn"t keep hens, and the eggs are not given to him. How does he get the eggs?"
"Does he take them in exchange for something else?" asked Mildred.
"That would be bartering them," Willie replied.