A dynamo larger than any yet constructed is at present being made for the Company at Lockport, New York. As already stated, it will be driven by water, acting on turbines. The contemplated works will, it is estimated, yield about three hundred thousand horse-power, and this only represents a fraction of the power that is running to waste at Niagara.
WHO KNOWS?
I grant her fair, ay, passing fair,
As lovely as a budding rose;
But is there soul behind that face,
A beauty ’neath that outward grace?
Who knows—who knows?
Does light of love beam from those eyes?—
The love that in her bosom glows?
Or is the light that lingers there