There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying: Will it bloom this year? The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,. Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines. Doubled the flames of sevenbranched candelabra.
"The Chemistry of a Candle"
Unstoppered, lurked her strange synthetic perfumes,. Unguent, powdered, or liquid—troubled, confused. And drowned the sense in odours; stirred by the air. That freshened from the window, these ascended. Stirring the pattern on the coffered ceiling. Burned green and orange, framed by the coloured stone,.
As though a window gave upon the sylvan scene. The change of Philomel, by the barbarous king. So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale. Filled all the desert with inviolable voice. And still she cried, and still the world pursues,. Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair. Glowed into words, then would be savagely still. Why do you never speak. The wind under the door. What is the wind doing? Do you see nothing? Is there nothing in your head? What shall we do tomorrow?
The hot water at ten. Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door. To get yourself some teeth. He did, I was there. You have them all out, Lil, and get a nice set,.
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Oh is there, she said. You ought to be ashamed, I said, to look so antique. Well, that Sunday Albert was home, they had a hot gammon,. And they asked me in to dinner, to get the beauty of it hot—. Good night, ladies, good night, sweet ladies, good night, good night. Clutch and sink into the wet bank. Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed. Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song. The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers,. Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends. Or other testimony of summer nights. And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors;.
By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept. Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,. But his claim was denied because the company said he had not followed the warning label that said not to burn the candle past one centimetre in height and not to handle it while it was burning. Mr Page disputed this, arguing the candle had far more than one centimetre to burn and that he only handled it in desperation once it had already exploded. His wife Cindy said Mr Page was in so much pain when he arrived in emergency the doctors were initially not even able to examine him. I can't believe they are still on shelves.
DMA has been made aware of more than a dozen other customers who claim their candles exploded and damaged their property. The Canberra woman said Kmart asked her to return the candle but she never pressed the issue because she gave birth about a week after the incident. My house could have burned down so I'm concerned worse could happen to someone else," she told DMA. Melissa Trim, from Mount Isa, also said her daughter's candle exploded in a complaint to Kmart's Facebook page, while Nicky Brandes said glass flew two metres when hers exploded.
Numerous others have complained on social media, or commented on other posts sharing their own experiences. Kmart Australia said it was committed to the quality and safety of all its products. Sign into your NZ Herald. Make the smoke of oil of turpentine pass through the same flame, and it gives the flame a beautiful brightness directly! Well, carbon or charcoal is what causes the brightness of all lamps, and candles, and other common lights; so, of course, there is carbon in what they are all made of.
Giving light out of smoke, eh? There, — you feel a stream of hot air; so something seems to rise from the candle. Suppose you were to put a very long slender gas-burner over the flame, and let the flame burn just within the end of it, as if it were a chimney, — some of the hot steam would go up and come out at the top, but a sort of dew would be left behind in the glass chimney, if the chimney was cold enough when you put it on. There are ways of collecting this sort of dew, and when it is collected it turns out to be really water.
I am not Joking, uncle.
The Waste Land
Water is one of the things which the candle turns into in burning, — water coming out of fire. A jet of oil gives above a pint of water in burning. In some lighthouses they burn, Professor Faraday says, up to two gallons of oil in a night, and if the windows are cold the steam from the oil clouds the inside of the windows, and, in frosty weather, freezes into ice. Where does it come from? What do you make of that, uncle? The part that comes from the wax isn't water, and the part that comes from the air isn't water, but when put together they become water. Water is a mixture of two things, then.
This can be shown. Put some iron wire or turnings into a gun-barrel open at both ends. Heat the middle of the barrel red-hot in a little furnace. Keep the heat up, and send the steam of boiling water through the red-hot gun-barrel.
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What will come out at the other end of the barrel won't be steam; it will be gas, which doesn't turn to water again when it gets cold, and which burns if you put a light to it. Take the turnings out of the gun-barrel, and you will find them changed to rust, and heavier than when they were put in.
Part of the water is the gas that comes out of the barrel, the other part is what mixes with the iron turnings, and changes them to rust, and makes them heavier. You can fill a bladder with the gas that comes out of the gun-barrel, or you can pass bubbles of it up into a jar of water turned upside down in a trough, and, as I said, you can make this part of the water burn.
One of these days, we shall have you setting the Thames on fire. In burning, hydrogen produces water again, like the flame of the candle. Indeed, hydrogen is that part of the water, formed by a candle burning, that comes from the wax. All things that have hydrogen in them produce water in burning, and the more there is in them the more they produce.
When pure hydrogen burns, nothing comes from it but water, no smoke or soot at all. If you were to burn one ounce of it, the water you would get would be just nine ounces. There are many ways of making hydrogen, besides out of steam by the hot gun-barrel. I could show it you in a moment by pouring a little sulphuric acid mixed with water into a bottle upon a few zinc or steel filings, and putting a cork in the bottle with a little pipe through it, and setting fire to the gas that would come from the mouth of the pipe.
We should find the flame very hot, but having scarcely any brightness. I should like you to see the curious qualities of hydrogen, particularly how light it is, so as to carry things up in the air; and I wish I had a small balloon to fill with it and make go up to the ceiling, or a bag-pipe full of it to blow soap-bubbles with, and, show how much faster they rise than common ones, blown with the breath. The iron turnings used to make hydrogen in the gun-barrel, and rusted, take just those eight parts from the water in the shape of steam, and are so much the heavier.
Burn iron turnings in the air, and they make the same rust, and gain just the same in weight. So the other eight parts must be found in the air for one thing, and in the rusted iron turnings for another, and they must also be in the water; and now the question is, how to get at them? Put the points of these wires into water, a little distance apart, and they instantly take the water to pieces. These bubbles are hydrogen. The other part of the water mixes with the end of the wire and makes rust.
But if the wires are of gold, or a metal that does not rust easily, air-bubbles rise from the ends of both wires. Collect the bubbles from both wires in a tube, and fire them, and they turn to water again; and this water is exactly the same weight as 'the quantity that has been changed into the two gases. Now then, uncle, what should you think water was composed of? Recollect that the gas from one of the wires was hydrogen, the one-ninth of water.
What should you guess the gas from the other wire to be?
The Chemistry of a Candle
Now this gas that is eight-ninths of water is the gas called oxygen that I mentioned just now. This is a very curious gas. It won't burn in air at all itself, like gas from a lamp, but it has a wonderful power of making things burn that are lighted and put into it. If you fill a jar with it — ". Then you let bubbles of the gas up into the jar and they turn out water and take its place. Put a stopper in the neck of the jar, or hold a glass plate against the mouth of it, and you can take it out of the water and so have bottled oxygen. A lighted candle put into a jar of oxygen blazes up directly and is consumed before you can say Jack Robinson.
Charcoal burns away in it as fast, with beautiful bright sparks — phosphorus with a light that dazzles you to look at — and a piece of iron or steel just made red-hot at the end first, is burnt in oxygen quicker than a stick would be in common air. The experiment of burning things in oxygen beats any fire-works.
Now, then, where does the hydrogen of the candle get the oxygen from, to turn into water with it? I can't stop to tell you of the other things which there is oxygen in, and the many beautiful and amusing ways of getting it.
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But as there is oxygen in the air, and as oxygen makes things burn at such a rate, perhaps you wonder why air does not make things burn as fast as oxygen. The reason is, that there is something else in the air that mixes with the oxygen and weakens it. Mix nitrous gas and air together in a jar over water, and the nitrous gas takes away the oxygen, and then the water sucks up the mixed oxygen and nitrous gas, and that part of the air which weakens the oxygen is left behind.
Burning phosphorus in confined air will also take all the oxygen from it, and there are other ways of doing the same thing. The portion of the air left behind is called nitrogen. You wouldn't know it from common air by the look; it has no colour, taste, nor smell, and it won't burn. But things won't burn in it, either; and anything on fire put into it goes out directly.
It isn't fit to breathe, — and a mouse, or any animal, shut up in it, dies.