The Strange Life of Nikola Tesla .......................................................................................................................1

Nikola Tesla .............................................................................................................................................1

Chapter 1: My Early Life .........................................................................................................................1

Chapter 2 ..................................................................................................................................................6

Chapter 3 ................................................................................................................................................10

Chapter 4: The Discovery of the Tesla Coil and Transformer ..............................................................15

Chapter 5 ................................................................................................................................................19

Chapter 6 ................................................................................................................................................24

The progressive development of man is vitally dependent on invention. It is the most important product of his

creative brain. Its ultimate purpose is the complete mastery of mind over the material world, the harnessing of

the forces of nature to human needs. This is the difficult task of the inventor who is often misunderstood and

unrewarded. But he finds ample compensation in the pleasing exercises of his powers and in the knowledge

of being one of that exceptionally privileged class without whom the race would have long ago perished in

the bitter struggle against pitiless elements. Speaking for myself, I have already had more than my full

measure of this exquisite enjoyment; so much, that for many years my life was little short of continuous

rapture. I am credited with being one of the hardest workers and perhaps I am, if thought is the equivalent of

labor, for I have devoted to it almost all of my waking hours. But if work is interpreted to be a definite

performance in a specified time according to a rigid rule, then I may be the worst of idlers.

Every effort under compulsion demands a sacrifice of lifeenergy. I never paid such a price. On the contrary,

I have thrived on my thoughts. In attempting to give a connected and faithful account of my activities in this

story of my life, I must dwell, however reluctantly, on the impressions of my youth and the circumstances

and events which have been instrumental in determining my career. Our first endeavors are purely instinctive

promptings of an imagination vivid and undisciplined. As we grow older, reason asserts itself and we become

more and more systematic and designing. But those early impulses, though not immediately productive, are

of the greatest moment and may shape our very destinies. Indeed, I feel now that had I understood and

cultivated instead of suppressing them, I would have added substantial value to my bequest to the world. But

This was due to a number of causes. In the first place I had a brother who was gifted to an extraordinary

degree; one of those rare phenomena of mentality which biological investigation has failed to explain. His

premature death left my earth parents disconsolate. (I will explain my remark about my "earth parents" later.)

We owned a horse which had been presented to us by a dear friend. It was a magnificent animal of Arabian

breed, possessed of almost human intelligence, and was cared for and petted by the whole family, having on

My father had been called one winter night to perform an urgent duty and while crossing the mountains,

infested by wolves, the horse became frightened and ran away, throwing him violently to the ground. It

arrived home bleeding and exhausted, but after the alarm was sounded, immediately dashed off again,

returning to the spot, and before the searching party were far on the way they were met by my father, who

had recovered consciousness and remounted, not realizing that he had been lying in the snow for several

hours. This horse was responsible for my brother's injuries from which he died. I witnessed the tragic scene

and although so many years have elapsed since, my visual impression of it has lost none of its force. The

recollection of his attainments made every effort of mine seem dull in comparison. Anything I did that was

creditable merely caused my parents to feel their loss more keenly. So I grew up with little confidence in

But I was far from being considered a stupid boy, if I am to judge from an incident of which I have still a

strong remembrance. One day the Aldermen were passing through a street where I was playing with other

boys. The oldest of these venerable gentlemen, a wealthy citizen, paused to give a silver piece to each of us.

Coming to me, he suddenly stopped and commanded, "Look in my eyes." I met his gaze, my hand

outstretched to receive the much valued coin, when to my dismay, he said, "No, not much; you can get

They used to tell a funny story about me. I had two old aunts with wrinkled faces, one of them having two

teeth protruding like the tusks of an elephant, which she buried in my cheek every time she kissed me.

Nothing would scare me more then the prospects of being kissed by these affectionate, unattractive relatives.

It happened that while being carried in my mother's arms, they asked who was the prettier of the two. After

examining their faces intently, I answered thoughtfully, pointing to one of them, "This here is not as ugly as

Then again, I was intended from my very birth for the clerical profession and this thought constantly

oppressed me. I longed to be an engineer, but my father was inflexible. He was the son of an officer who

served in the army of the Great Napoleon and in common with his brother, professor of mathematics in a

prominent institution, had received a military education; but, singularly enough, later embraced the clergy in

which vocation he achieved eminence. He was a very erudite man, a veritable natural philosopher, poet and

writer and his sermons were said to be as eloquent as those of Abraham aSanctaClara. He had a prodigious

memory and frequently recited at length from works in several languages. He often remarked playfully that if

some of the classics were lost he could restore them. His style of writing was much admired. He penned

sentences short and terse and full of wit and satire. The humorous remarks he made were always peculiar and

Among the help, there was a crosseyed man called Mane, employed to do work around the farm. He was

chopping wood one day. As he swung the ax, my father, who stood nearby and felt very uncomfortable,

cautioned him, "For God's sake, Mane, do not strike at what you are looking but at what you intend to hit."

On another occasion he was taking out for a drive a friend who carelessly permitted his costly fur coat to rub

on the carriage wheel. My father reminded him of it saying, "Pull in your coat; you are ruining my tire."

He had the odd habit of talking to himself and would often carry on an animated conversation and indulge in

heated argument, changing the tone of his voice. A casual listener might have sworn that several people were

Although I must trace to my mother's influence whatever inventiveness I possess, the training he gave me

must have been helpful. It comprised all sorts of exercises as, guessing one another's thoughts, discovering

the defects of some form of expression, repeating long sentences or performing mental calculations. These

daily lessons were intended to strengthen memory and reason, and especially to develop the critical sense,

My mother descended from one of the oldest families in the country and a line of inventors. Both her father

and grandfather originated numerous implements for household, agricultural and other uses. She was a truly

great woman, of rare skill, courage and fortitude, who had braved the storms of life and passed through many

a trying experience. When she was sixteen, a virulent pestilence swept the country. Her father was called

away to administer the last sacraments to the dying and during his absence she went alone to the assistance of

a neighboring family who were stricken by the dread disease. She bathed, clothed and laid out the bodies,

decorating them with flowers according to the custom of the country and when her father returned he found

My mother was an inventor of the first order and would, I believe, have achieved great things had she not

been so remote from modern life and its multifold opportunities. She invented and constructed all kinds of

tools and devices and wove the finest designs from thread which was spun by her. She even planted the seeds,

raised the plants and separated the fibers herself. She worked indefatigably, from break of day till late at

night, and most of the wearing apparel and furnishings of the home were the product of her hands. When she

was past sixty, her fingers were still nimble enough to tie three knots in an eyelash.

There was another and still more important reason for my late awakening. In my boyhood I suffered from a

peculiar affliction due to the appearance of images, often accompanied by strong flashes of light, which

marred the sight of real objects and interfered with my thoughts and action. They were pictures of things and

scenes which I had really seen, never of those imagined. When a word was spoken to me the image of the

object it designated would present itself vividly to my vision and sometimes I was quite unable to distinguish

whether what I saw was tangible or not. This caused me great discomfort and anxiety. None of the students of

psychology or physiology whom I have consulted, could ever explain satisfactorily these phenomenon. They

seem to have been unique although I was probably predisposed as I know that my brother experienced a

similar trouble. The theory I have formulated is that the images were the result of a reflex action from the

brain on the retina under great excitation. They certainly were not hallucinations such as are produced in

diseased and anguished minds, for in other respects I was normal and composed. To give an idea of my

distress, suppose that I had witnessed a funeral or some such nervewracking spectacle. Then, inevitably, in

the stillness of night, a vivid picture of the scene would thrust itself before my eyes and persist despite all my

efforts to banish it. If my explanation is correct, it should be possible to project on a screen the image of any

object one conceives and make it visible. Such an advance would revolutionize all human relations. I am

convinced that this wonder can and will be accomplished in time to come. I may add that I have devoted

I have managed to reflect such a picture, which I have seen in my mind, to the mind of another person, in

another room. To free myself of these tormenting appearances, I tried to concentrate my mind on something

else I had seen, and in this way I would often obtain temporary relief; but in order to get it I had to conjure

continuously new images. It was not long before I found that I had exhausted all of those at my command;

my 'reel' had run out as it were, because I had seen little of the world only objects in my home and the

immediate surroundings. As I performed these mental operations for the second or third time, in order to

chase the appearances from my vision, the remedy gradually lost all its force. Then I instinctively

commenced to make excursions beyond the limits of the small world of which I had knowledge, and I saw

new scenes. These were at first very blurred and indistinct, and would flit away when I tried to concentrate

my attention upon them. They gained in strength and distinctness and finally assumed the concreteness of real

things. I soon discovered that my best comfort was attained if I simply went on in my vision further and

further, getting new impressions all the time, and so I began to travel; of course, in my mind. Every night,

(and sometimes during the day), when alone, I would start on my journeys see new places, cities and

countries; live there, meet people and make friendships and acquaintances and, however unbelievable, it is a

fact that they were just as dear to me as those in actual life, and not a bit less intense in their manifestations.

This I did constantly until I was about seventeen, when my thoughts turned seriously to invention. Then I

observed to my delight that I could visualize with the greatest facility. I needed no models, drawings or

experiments. I could picture them all as real in my mind. Thus I have been led unconsciously to evolve what I

consider a new method of materializing inventive concepts and ideas, which is radially opposite to the purely

The moment one constructs a device to carry into practice a crude idea, he finds himself unavoidably

engrossed with the details of the apparatus. As he goes on improving and reconstructing, his force of

concentration diminishes and he loses sight of the great underlying principle. Results may be obtained, but

always at the sacrifice of quality. My method is different. I do not rush into actual work. When I get an idea, I

start at once building it up in my imagination. I change the construction, make improvements and operate the

device in my mind. It is absolutely immaterial to me whether I run my turbine in thought or test it in my shop.

I even note if it is out of balance. There is no difference whatever; the results are the same. In this way I am

able to rapidly develop and perfect a conception without touching anything. When I have gone so far as to

embody in the invention every possible improvement I can think of and see no fault anywhere, I put into

concrete form this final product of my brain. Invariably my device works as I conceived that it should, and

the experiment comes out exactly as I planned it. In twenty years there has not been a single exception. Why

should it be otherwise? Engineering, electrical and mechanical, is positive in results. There is scarcely a

subject that cannot be examined beforehand, from the available theoretical and practical data. The carrying

out into practice of a crude idea as is being generally done, is, I hold, nothing but a waste of energy, money,

My early affliction had however, another compensation. The incessant mental exertion developed my powers

of observation and enabled me to discover a truth of great importance. I had noted that the appearance of

images was always preceded by actual vision of scenes under peculiar and generally very exceptional

conditions, and I was impelled on each occasion to locate the original impulse. After a while this effort grew

to be almost automatic and I gained great facility in connecting cause and effect. Soon I became aware, to my

surprise, that every thought I conceived was suggested by an external impression. Not only this but all my

actions were prompted in a similar way. In the course of time it became perfectly evident to me that I was

merely an automation endowed with power of movement responding to the stimuli of the sense organs and

thinking and acting accordingly. The practical result of this was the art of teleautomatics which has been so

far carried out only in an imperfect manner. Its latent possibilities will, however be eventually shown. I have

been years planning selfcontrolled automata and believe that mechanisms can be produced which will act as

if possessed of reason, to a limited degree, and will create a revolution in many commercial and industrial

departments. I was about twelve years of age when I first succeeded in banishing an image from my vision by

willful effort, but I never had any control over the flashes of light to which I have referred. They were,

perhaps, my strangest and [most] inexplicable experience. They usually occurred when I found myself in a

dangerous or distressing situations or when I was greatly exhilarated. In some instances I have seen all the air

around me filled with tongues of living flame. Their intensity, instead of diminishing, increased with time

While in Paris in 1883, a prominent French manufacturer sent me an invitation to a shooting expedition

which I accepted. I had been long confined to the factory and the fresh air had a wonderfully invigorating

effect on me. On my return to the city that night, I felt a positive sensation that my brain had caught fire. I

was a light as though a small sun was located in it and I passed the whole night applying cold compressions

to my tortured head. Finally the flashes diminished in frequency and force but it took more than three weeks

before they wholly subsided. When a second invitation was extended to me, my answer was an emphatic NO!

These luminous phenomena still manifest themselves from time to time, as when a new idea opening up

possibilities strikes me, but they are no longer exciting, being of relatively small intensity. When I close my

eyes I invariably observe first, a background of very dark and uniform blue, not unlike the sky on a clear but

starless night. In a few seconds this field becomes animated with innumerable scintillating flakes of green,

arranged in several layers and advancing towards me. Then there appears, to the right, a beautiful pattern of

two systems of parallel and closely spaced lines, at right angles to one another, in all sorts of colors with

yellow, green, and gold predominating. Immediately thereafter, the lines grow brighter and the whole is

thickly sprinkled with dots of twinkling light. This picture moves slowly across the field of vision and in

about ten seconds vanishes on the left, leaving behind a ground of rather unpleasant and inert gray until the

second phase is reached. Every time, before falling asleep, images of persons or objects flit before my view.

When I see them I know I am about to lose consciousness. If they are absent and refuse to come, it means a

sleepless night. To what an extent imagination played in my early life, I may illustrate by another odd

Like most children, I was fond of jumping and developed an intense desire to support myself in the air.

Occasionally a strong wind richly charged with oxygen blew from the mountains, rendering my body light as

cork and then I would leap and float in space for a long time. It was a delightful sensation and my

disappointment was keen when later I undeceived myself. During that period I contracted many strange likes,

dislikes and habits, some of which I can trace to external impressions while others are unaccountable. I had a

violent aversion against the earrings of women, but other ornaments, as bracelets, pleased me more or less

according to design. The sight of a pearl would almost give me a fit, but I was fascinated with the glitter of

crystals or objects with sharp edges and plane surfaces. I would not touch the hair of other people except,

perhaps at the point of a revolver. I would get a fever by looking at a peach and if a piece of camphor was

anywhere in the house it caused me the keenest discomfort. Even now I am not insensible to some of these

upsetting impulses. When I drop little squares of paper in a dish filled with liquid, I always sense a peculiar

and awful taste in my mouth. I counted the steps in my walks and calculated the cubical contents of soup

plates, coffee cups and pieces of food, otherwise my meal was unenjoyable. All repeated acts or operations I

performed had to be divisible by three and if I missed I felt impelled to do it all over again, even if it took

hours. Up to the age of eight years, my character was weak and vacillating. I had neither courage or strength

to form a firm resolve. My feelings came in waves and surges and variated unceasingly between extremes.

My wishes were of consuming force and like the heads of the hydra, they multiplied. I was oppressed by

thoughts of pain in life and death and religious fear. I was swayed by superstitious belief and lived in constant

dread of the spirit of evil, of ghosts and ogres and other unholy monsters of the dark. Then all at once, there

Of all things I liked books best. My father had a large library and whenever I could manage I tried to satisfy

my passion for reading. He did not permit it and would fly in a rage when he caught me in the act. He hid the

candles when he found that I was reading in secret. He did not want me to spoil my eyes. But I obtained

tallow, made the wicking and cast the sticks into tin forms, and every night I would bush the keyhole and the

cracks and read, often till dawn, when all others slept and my mother started on her arduous daily task.

On one occasion I came across a novel entitled Aoafi, (the son of Aba), a Serbian translation of a well known

Hungarian writer, Josika. This work somehow awakened my dormant powers of will and I began to practice

selfcontrol. At first my resolutions faded like snow in April, but in a little while I conquered my weakness

In the course of time this vigorous mental exercise became second to nature. At the outset my wishes had to

be subdued but gradually desire and will grew to be identical. After years of such discipline I gained so

complete a mastery over myself that I toyed with passions which have meant destruction to some of the

strongest men. At a certain age I contracted a mania for gambling which greatly worried my parents. To sit

down to a game of cards was for me the quintessence of pleasure. My father led an exemplary life and could

not excuse the senseless waste of my time and money in which I indulged. I had a strong resolve, but my

philosophy was bad. I would say to him, "I can stop whenever I please, but is it worth while to give up that

which I would purchase with the joys of paradise?" On frequent occasions he gave vent to his anger and

contempt, but my mother was different. She understood the character of men and knew that one's salvation

could only be brought about through his own efforts. One afternoon, I remember, when I had lost all my

money and was craving for a game, she came to me with a roll of bills and said, "Go and enjoy yourself. The

sooner you lose all we possess, the better it will be. I know that you will get over it." She was right. I

conquered my passion then and there and only regretted that it had not been a hundred times as strong. I not

only vanquished but tore it from my heart so as not to leave even a trace of desire.

Ever since that time I have been as indifferent to any form of gambling as to picking teeth. During another

period I smoked excessively, threatening to ruin my health. Then my will asserted itself and I not only

stopped but destroyed all inclination. Long ago I suffered from heart trouble until I discovered that it was due

to the innocent cup of coffee I consumed every morning. I discontinued at once, though I confess it was not

an easy task. In this way I checked and bridled other habits and passions, and have not only preserved my life

but derived an immense amount of satisfaction from what most men would consider privation and sacrifice.

After finishing the studies at the Polytechnic Institute and University, I had a complete nervous breakdown

and, while the malady lasted, I observed many phenomena, strange and unbelievable...

I shall dwell briefly on these extraordinary experiences, on account of their possible interest to students of

psychology and physiology and also because this period of agony was of the greatest consequence on my

mental development and subsequent labors. But it is indispensable to first relate the circumstances and

conditions which preceded them and in which might be found their partial explanation.

From childhood I was compelled to concentrate attention upon myself. This caused me much suffering, but to

my present view, it was a blessing in disguise for it has taught me to appreciate the inestimable value of

introspection in the preservation of life, as well as a means of achievement. The pressure of occupation and

the incessant stream of impressions pouring into our consciousness through all the gateways of knowledge

make modern existence hazardous in many ways. Most persons are so absorbed in the contemplation of the

outside world that they are wholly oblivious to what is passing on within themselves. The premature death of

millions is primarily traceable to this cause. Even among those who exercise care, it is a common mistake to

avoid imaginary, and ignore the real dangers. And what is true of an individual also applies, more or less, to a

Abstinence was not always to my liking, but I find ample reward in the agreeable experiences I am now

making. Just in the hope of converting some to my precepts and convictions I will recall one or two.

A short time ago I was returning to my hotel. It was a bitter cold night, the ground slippery, and no taxi to be

had. Half a block behind me followed another man, evidently as anxious as myself to get under cover.

Suddenly my legs went up in the air. At the same instant there was a flash in my brain. The nerves responded,

the muscles contracted. I swung 180 degrees and landed on my hands. I resumed my walk as though nothing

had happened when the stranger caught up with me. "How old are you?" he asked, surveying me critically.

"Well," said he, "I have seen a cat do this but never a man." About a month ago I wanted to order new eye

glasses and went to an oculist who put me through the usual tests. He looked at me incredulously as I read off

with ease the smallest print at considerable distance. But when I told him I was past sixty he gasped in

astonishment. Friends of mine often remark that my suits fit me like gloves but they do not know that all my

clothing is made to measurements which were taken nearly fifteen years ago and never changed. During this

same period my weight has not varied one pound. In this connection I may tell a funny story.

One evening, in the winter of 1885, Mr. Edison, Edward H. Johnson, the President of the Edison Illuminating

Company, Mr. Batchellor, Manager of the works, and myself, entered a little place opposite 65 Firth Avenue,

where the offices of the company were located. Someone suggested guessing weights and I was induced to

step on a scale. Edison felt me all over and said: "Tesla weighs 152 lbs. to an ounce," and he guessed it

exactly. Stripped I weighed 142 pounds, and that is still my weight. I whispered to Mr. Johnson; "How is it

"Well," he said, lowering his voice. "I will tell you confidentially, but you must not say anything. He was

employed for a long time in a Chicago slaughterhouse where he weighed thousands of hogs every day.

My friend, the Hon. Chauncey M. Dupew, tells of an Englishman on whom he sprung one of his original

anecdotes and who listened with a puzzled expression, but a year later, laughed out loud. I will frankly

confess it took me longer than that to appreciate Johnson's joke. Now, my wellbeing is simply the result of a

careful and measured mode of living and perhaps the most astonishing thing is that three times in my youth I

was rendered by illness a hopeless physical wreck and given up by physicians. More than this, through

ignorance and lightheartedness, I got into all sorts of difficulties, dangers and scrapes from which I extricated

myself as by enchantment. I was almost drowned, entombed, lost and frozen. I had hairbreadth escapes from

mad dogs, hogs, and other wild animals. I passed through dreadful diseases and met with all kinds of odd

mishaps and that I am whole and hearty today seems like a miracle. But as I recall these incidents to my mind

I feel convinced that my preservation was not altogether accidental, but was indeed the work of divine power.

An inventor's endeavor is essentially life saving. Whether he harnesses forces, improves devices, or provides

new comforts and conveniences, he is adding to the safety of our existence. He is also better qualified than

the average individual to protect himself in peril, for he is observant and resourceful. If I had no other

evidence that I was, in a measure, possessed of such qualities, I would find it in these personal experiences.

On one occasion, when about fourteen years old, I wanted to scare some friends who were bathing with me.

My plan was to dive under a long floating structure and slip out quietly at the other end. Swimming and

diving came to me as naturally as to a duck and I was confident that I could perform the feat. Accordingly I

plunged into the water and, when out of view, turned around and proceeded rapidly towards the opposite side.

Thinking that I was safely beyond the structure, I rose to the surface but to my dismay struck a beam. Of

course, I quickly dived and forged ahead with rapid strokes until my breath was beginning to give out. Rising

for the second time, my head came again in contact with a beam. Now I was becoming desperate. However,

summoning all my energy, I made a third frantic attempt but the result was the same. The torture of

suppressed breathing was getting unendurable, my brain was reeling and I felt myself sinking. At that

moment, when my situation seemed absolutely hopeless, I experienced one of those flashes of light and the

structure above me appeared before my vision. I either discerned or guessed that there was a little space

between the surface of the water and the boards resting on the beams and, with consciousness nearly gone, I

floated up, pressed my mouth close to the planks and managed to inhale a little air, unfortunately mingled

with a spray of water which nearly choked me. Several times I repeated this procedure as in a dream until my

heart, which was racing at a terrible rate, quieted down, and I gained composure. After that I made a number

of unsuccessful dives, having completely lost the sense of direction, but finally succeeded in getting out of

the trap when my friends had already given me up and were fishing for my body. That bathing season was

spoiled for me through recklessness but I soon forgot the lesson and only two years later I fell into a worse

There was a large flour mill with a dam across the river near the city where I was studying at the time. As a

rule the height of the water was only two or three inches above the dam and to swim to it was a sport not very

dangerous in which I often indulged. One day I went alone to the river to enjoy myself as usual. When I was

a short distance from the masonry, however, I was horrified to observe that the water had risen and was

carrying me along swiftly. I tried to get away but it was too late. Luckily, though, I saved myself from being

swept over by taking hold of the wall with both hands. The pressure against my chest was great and I was

barely able to keep my head above the surface. Not a soul was in sight and my voice was lost in the roar of

the fall. Slowly and gradually I became exhausted and unable to withstand the strain longer. Just as I was

about to let go, to be dashed against the rocks below, I saw in a flash of light a familiar diagram illustrating

the hydraulic principle that the pressure of a fluid in motion is proportionate to the area exposed and

automatically I turned on my left side. As if by magic, the pressure was reduced and I found it comparatively

easy in that position to resist the force of the stream. But the danger still confronted me. I knew that sooner or

later I would be carried down, as it was not possible for any help to reach me in time, even if I had attracted

attention. I am ambidextrous now, but then I was lefthanded and had comparatively little strength in my

right arm. For this reason I did not dare to turn on the other side to rest and nothing remained but to slowly

push my body along the dam. I had to get away from the mill towards which my face was turned, as the

current there was much swifter and deeper. It was a long and painful ordeal and I came near to failing at its

very end, for I was confronted with a depression in the masonry. I managed to get over with the last ounce of

my strength and fell in a swoon when I reached the bank, where I was found. I had torn virtually all the skin

from my left side and it took several weeks before the fever had subsided and I was well. These are only two

of many instances, but they may be sufficient to show that had it not been for the inventor's instinct, I would

Interested people have often asked me how and when I began to invent. This I can only answer from my

present recollection in the light of which, the first attempt I recall was rather ambitious for it involved the

invention of an apparatus and a method. In the former it was anticipated, but the later was original. It

happened in this way. One of my playmates had come into the possession of a hook and fishing tackle which

created quite an excitement in the village, and the next morning all started out to catch frogs. I was left alone

and deserted owing to a quarrel with this boy. I had never seen a real hook and pictured it as something

wonderful, endowed with peculiar qualities, and was despairing not to be one of the party. Urged by

necessity, I somehow got hold of a piece of soft iron wire, hammered the end to a sharp point between two

stones, bent it into shape, and fastened it to a strong string. I then cut a rod, gathered some bait, and went

down to the brook where there were frogs in abundance. But I could not catch any and was almost

discouraged when it occurred to me dangle the empty hook in front of a frog sitting on a stump. At first he

collapsed but by and by his eyes bulged out and became bloodshot, he swelled to twice his normal size and

made a vicious snap at the hook. Immediately I pulled him up. I tried the same thing again and again and the

method proved infallible. When my comrades, who in spite of their fine outfit had caught nothing, came to

me, they were green with envy. For a long time I kept my secret and enjoyed the monopoly but finally

yielded to the spirit of Christmas. Every boy could then do the same and the following summer brought

In my next attempt, I seem to have acted under the first instinctive impulse which later dominated me to

harness the energies of nature to the service of man. I did this through the medium of May bugs, or June bugs

as they are called in America, which were a veritable pest in that country and sometimes broke the branches

of trees by the sheer weight of their bodies. The bushes were black with them. I would attach as many as four

of them to a crosspiece, rotably arranged on a thin spindle, and transmit the motion of the same to a large

disc and so derive considerable "power." These creatures were remarkably efficient, for once they were

started, they had no sense to stop and continued whirling for hours and hours and the hotter it was, the harder

they worked. All went well until a strange boy came to the place. He was the son of a retired officer in the

Austrian army. That urchin ate May bugs alive and enjoyed them as though they were the finest blue point

oysters. That disgusting sight terminated my endeavors in this promising field and I have never since been

After that, I believe, I undertook to take apart and assemble the clocks of my grandfather. In the former

operation I was always successful, but often failed in the latter. So it came that he brought my work to a

sudden halt in a manner not too delicate and it took thirty years before I tackled another clockwork again.

Shortly thereafter, I went into the manufacture of a kind of popgun which comprised a hollow tube, a piston,

and two plugs of hemp. When firing the gun, the piston was pressed against the stomach and the tube was

pushed back quickly with both hands. the air between the plugs was compressed and raised to a high

temperature and one of them was expelled with a loud report. The art consisted in selecting a tube of the

proper taper from the hollow stalks which were found in our garden. I did very well with that gun, but my

activities interfered with the window panes in our house and met with painful discouragement.

If I remember rightly, I then took to carving swords from pieces of furniture which I could conveniently

obtain. At that time I was under the sway of the Serbian national poetry and full of admiration for the feats of

the heroes. I used to spend hours in mowing down my enemies in the form of cornstalks which ruined the

crops and netted me several spankings from my mother. Moreover, these were not of the formal kind but the

I had all this and more behind me before I was six years old and had passed through one year of elementary

school in the village of Smiljan where my family lived. At this juncture we moved to the little city of Gospic

nearby. This change of residence was like a calamity to me. It almost broke my heart to part from our

pigeons, chickens and sheep, and our magnificent flock of geese which used to rise to the clouds in the

morning and return from the feeding grounds at sundown in battle formation, so perfect that it would have put

a squadron of the best aviators of the present day to shame. In our new house I was but a prisoner, watching

the strange people I saw through my window blinds. My bashfulness was such that I would rather have faced

a roaring lion than one of the city dudes who strolled about. But my hardest trial came on Sunday when I had

to dress up and attend the service. There I met with an accident, the mere thought of which made my blood

curdle like sour milk for years afterwards. It was my second adventure in a church. Not long before, I was

entombed for a night in an old chapel on an inaccessible mountain which was visited only once a year. It was

There was a wealthy lady in town, a good but pompous woman, who used to come to the church gorgeously

painted up and attired with an enormous train and attendants. One Sunday I had just finished ringing the bell

in the belfry and rushed downstairs, when this grand dame was sweeping out and I jumped on her train. It

tore off with a ripping noise which sounded like a salvo of musketry fired by raw recruits. My father was

livid with rage. He gave me a gentle slap on the cheek, the only corporal punishment he ever administered to

me, but I almost feel it now. The embarrassment and confusion that followed are indescribable. I was

practically ostracized until something else happened which redeemed me in the estimation of the community.

An enterprising young merchant had organized a fire department. A new fire engine was purchased, uniforms

provided and the men drilled for service and parade. The engine was beautifully painted red and black. One

afternoon, the official trial was prepared for and the machine was transported to the river. The entire

population turned out to witness the great spectacle. When all the speeches and ceremonies were concluded,

the command was given to pump, but not a drop of water came from the nozzle. The professors and experts

tried in vain to locate the trouble. The fizzle was complete when I arrived at the scene. My knowledge of the

mechanism was nil and I knew next to nothing of air pressure, but instinctively I felt for the suction hose in

the water and found that it had collapsed. When I waded in the river and opened it up, the water rushed forth

and not a few Sunday clothes were spoiled. Archimedes running naked through the streets of Syracuse and

shouting Eureka at the top of his voice did not make a greater impression than myself. I was carried on the

Upon settling in the city I began a four years course in the socalled Normal School preparatory to my

studies at the College or RealGymnasium. During this period my boyish efforts and exploits as well as

Among other things, I attained the unique distinction of champion crow catcher in the country. My method of

procedure was extremely simple. I would go into the forest, hide in the bushes, and imitate the call of the

birds. Usually I would get several answers and in a short while a crow would flutter down into the shrubbery

near me. After that, all I needed to do was to throw a piece of cardboard to detract its attention, jump up and

grab it before it could extricate itself from the undergrowth. In this way I would capture as many as I desired.

But on one occasion something occurred which made me respect them. I had caught a fine pair of birds and

was returning home with a friend. When we left the forest, thousands of crows had gathered making a

frightful racket. In a few minutes they rose in pursuit and soon enveloped us. The fun lasted until all of a

sudden I received a blow on the back of my head which knocked me down. Then they attacked me viciously.

I was compelled to release the two birds and was glad to join my friend who had taken refuge in a cave.

In the school room there were a few mechanical models which interested me and turned my attention to water

turbines. I constructed many of these and found great pleasure in operating them. How extraordinary was my

life an incident may illustrate. My uncle had no use for this kind of pastime and more than once rebuked me. I

was fascinated by a description of Niagara Falls I had perused, and pictured in my imagination a big wheel

run by the falls. I told my uncle that I would go to America and carry out this scheme. Thirty years later I was

able to see my ideas carried out at Niagara and marveled at the unfathomable mystery of the mind.

I made all kinds of other contrivances and contraptions but among those, the arbalests I produced were the

best. My arrows, when short, disappeared from sight and at close range traversed a plank of pine one inch

thick. Through the continuous tightening of the bows I developed a skin on my stomach much like that of a

crocodile and I am often wondering whether it is due to this exercise that I am able even now to digest

cobblestones! Nor can I pass in silence my performances with the sling which would have enabled me to

give a stunning exhibit at the Hippodrome. And now I will tell of one of my feats with this unique implement

I was practicing while walking with my uncle along the river. The sun was setting, the trout were playful and

from time to time one would shoot up into the air, its glistening body sharply defined against a projecting

rock beyond. Of course any boy might have hit a fish under these propitious conditions but I undertook a

much more difficult task and I foretold to my uncle, to the minutest detail, what I intended doing. I was to

hurl a stone to meet the fish, press its body against the rock, and cut it in two. It was no sooner said than

done. My uncle looked at me almost scared out of his wits and exclaimed "Vade retra Satanae!" and it was a

few days before he spoke to me again. Other records, however great, will be eclipsed but I feel that I could

At the age of ten I entered the Real Gymnasium which was a new and fairly well equipped institution. In the

department of physics were various models of classical scientific apparatus, electrical and mechanical. The

demonstrations and experiments performed from time to time by the instructors fascinated me and were

undoubtedly a powerful incentive to invention. I was also passionately fond of mathematical studies and

often won the professor's praise for rapid calculation. This was due to my acquired facility of visualizing the

figures and performing the operation, not in the usual intuitive manner, but as in actual life. Up to a certain

degree of complexity it was absolutely the same to me whether I wrote the symbols on the board or conjured

them before my mental vision. But freehand drawing, to which many hours of the course were devoted, was

an annoyance I could not endure. This was rather remarkable as most of the members of the family excelled

in it. Perhaps my aversion was simply due to the predilection I found in undisturbed thought. Had it not been

for a few exceptionally stupid boys, who could not do anything at all, my record would have been the worst.

It was a serious handicap, as under the then existing educational regime drawing being obligatory, this

deficiency threatened to spoil my whole career and my father had considerable trouble in railroading me from

In the second year at that institution I became obsessed with the idea of producing continuous motion through

steady air pressure. The pump incident, of which I have been told, had set afire my youthful imagination and

impressed me with the boundless possibilities of a vacuum. I grew frantic in my desire to harness this

inexhaustible energy but for a long time I was groping in the dark. Finally, however, my endeavors

crystallized in an invention which was to enable me to achieve what no other mortal ever attempted. Imagine

a cylinder freely rotatable on two bearings and partly surrounded by a rectangular trough which fits it

perfectly. The open side of the trough is enclosed by a partition so that the cylindrical segment within the

enclosure divides the latter into two compartments entirely separated from each other by airtight sliding

joints. One of these compartments being sealed and once for all exhausted, the other remaining open, a

A wooden model was constructed and fitted with infinite care and when I applied the pump on one side and

actually observed that there was a tendency to turning, I was delirious with joy. Mechanical flight was the

one thing I wanted to accomplish although still under the discouraging recollection of a bad fall I sustained

by jumping with an umbrella from the top of a building. Every day I used to transport myself through the air

to distant regions but could not understand just how I managed to do it. Now I had something concrete, a

flying machine with nothing more than a rotating shaft, flapping wings, and a vacuum of unlimited power!

From that time on I made my daily aerial excursions in a vehicle of comfort and luxury as might have befitted

King Solomon. It took years before I understood that the atmospheric pressure acted at right angles to the

surface of the cylinder and that the slight rotary effort I observed was due to a leak! Though this knowledge

I had hardly completed my course at the Real Gymnasium when I was prostrated with a dangerous illness or

rather, a score of them, and my condition became so desperate that I was given up by physicians. During this

period I was permitted to read constantly, obtaining books from the public library which had been neglected

and entrusted to me for classification of the works and preparation of catalogues.

One day I was handed a few volumes of new literature unlike anything I had ever read before and so

captivating as to make me utterly forget my hopeless state. They were the earlier works of Mark Twain and to

them might have been due the miraculous recovery which followed. Twentyfive years later, when I met Mr.

Clements and we formed a friendship between us, I told him of the experience and was amazed to see that

My studies were continued at the higher Real Gymnasium in Carlstadt, Croatia, where one of my aunts

resided. She was a distinguished lady, the wife of a colonel who was an old warhorse having participated in

many battles, I can never forget the three years I passed at their home. No fortress in time of war was under a

more rigid discipline. I was fed like a canary bird. All the meals were of the highest quality and deliciously

prepared, but short in quantity by a thousand percent. The slices of ham cut by my aunt were like tissue

paper. When the colonel would put something substantial on my plate she would snatch it away and say

But I lived in an atmosphere of refinement and artistic taste quite unusual for those times and conditions. The

land was low and marshy and malaria fever never left me while there despite the enormous amounts of

quinine I consumed. Occasionally the river would rise and drive an army of rats into the buildings, devouring

everything, even to the bundles of fierce paprika. These pests were to me a welcome diversion. I thinned their

ranks by all sorts of means, which won me the unenviable distinction of ratcatcher in the community. At

last, however, my course was completed, the misery ended, and I obtained the certificate of maturity which

During all those years my parents never wavered in their resolve to make me embrace the clergy, the mere

thought of which filled me with dread. I had become intensely interested in electricity under the stimulating

influence of my professor of physics, who was an ingenious man and often demonstrated the principles by

apparatus of his own invention. Among these I recall a device in the shape of a freely rotatable bulb, with

tinfoil coating, which was made to spin rapidly when connected to a static machine. It is impossible for me to

convey an adequate idea of the intensity of feeling I experienced in witnessing his exhibitions of these

mysterious phenomena. Every impression produced a thousand echoes in my mind. I wanted to know more of

this wonderful force; I longed for experiment and investigation and resigned myself to the inevitable with

aching heart. Just as I was making ready for the long journey home I received word that my father wished me

to go on a shooting expedition. It was a strange request as he had been always strenuously opposed to this

kind of sport. But a few days later I learned that the cholera was raging in that district and, taking advantage

of an opportunity, I returned to Gospic in disregard to my parent's wishes. It is incredible how absolutely

ignorant people were as to the causes of this scourge which visited the country in intervals of fifteen to

twenty years. They thought that the deadly agents were transmitted through the air and filled it with pungent

odors and smoke. In the meantime they drank infested water and died in heaps. I contracted the dreadful

disease on the very day of my arrival and although surviving the crisis, I was confined to bed for nine months

with scarcely any ability to move. My energy was completely exhausted and for the second time I found

In one of the sinking spells which was thought to be the last, my father rushed into the room. I still see his

pallid face as he tried to cheer me in tones belying his assurance. "Perhaps," I said, "I may get well if you will

let me study engineering." "You will go to the best technical institution in the world," he solemnly replied,

and I knew that he meant it. A heavy weight was lifted from my mind but the relief would have come too late

had it not been for a marvelous cure brought through a bitter decoction of a peculiar bean. I came to life like

My father insisted that I spend a year in healthful physical outdoor exercise to which I reluctantly consented.

For most of this term I roamed in the mountains, loaded with a hunter's outfit and a bundle of books, and this

contact with nature made me stronger in body as well as in mind. I thought and planned, and conceived many

ideas almost as a rule delusive. The vision was clear enough but the knowledge of principles was very

In one of my inventions, I proposed to convey letters and packages across the seas, through a submarine tube,

in spherical containers of sufficient strength to resist the hydraulic pressure. The pumping plant, intended to

force the water through the tube, was accurately figured and designed and all other particulars carefully

worked out. Only one trifling detail, of no consequence, was lightly dismissed. I assumed an arbitrary

velocity of the water and, what is more, took pleasure in making it high, thus arriving at a stupendous

performance supported by faultless calculations. Subsequent reflections, however, on the resistance of pipes

Another one of my projects was to construct a ring around the equator which would, of course, float freely

and could be arrested in its spinning motion by reactionary forces, thus enabling travel at a rate of about one

thousand miles an hour, impracticable by rail. The reader will smile. The plan was difficult of execution, I

will admit, but not nearly so bad as that of a well known New York professor, who wanted to pump the air

from the torrid to temperate zones, entirely forgetful of the fact that the Lord had provided a gigantic machine

Still another scheme, far more important and attractive, was to derive power from the rotational energy of

terrestrial bodies. I had discovered that objects on the earth's surface owing to the diurnal rotation of the

globe, are carried by the same alternately in and against the direction of translatory movement. From this

results a great change in momentum which could be utilized in the simplest imaginable manner to furnish

motive effort in any habitable region of the world. I cannot find words to describe my disappointment when

later I realized that I was in the predicament of Archimedes, who vainly sought for a fixed point in the

At the termination of my vacation I was sent to the polytechnic school in Gratz, Styria (Austria), which my

father had chosen as one of the oldest and best reputed institutions. That was the moment I had eagerly

awaited and I began my studies under good auspices and firmly resolved to succeed. My previous training

was above average, due to my father's teaching and opportunities afforded. I had acquired the knowledge of a

number of languages and waded through the books of several libraries, picking up information more or less

useful. Then again, for the first time, I could choose my subjects as I liked, and freehand drawing was to

I had made up my mind to give my parents a surprise, and during the whole first year I regularly started my

work at three o'clock in the morning and continued until eleven at night, no Sundays or holidays excepted. As

most of my fellowstudents took things easily, naturally I eclipsed all records. In the course of the year I

passed through nine exams and the professors thought I deserved more than the highest qualifications. Armed

with their flattering certificates, I went home for a short rest, expecting triumph, and was mortified when my

That almost killed my ambition; but later, after he had died, I was pained to find a package of letters which

the professors had written to him to the effect that unless he took me away from the institution I would be

killed through overwork. Thereafter I devoted myself chiefly to physics, mechanics and mathematical studies,

I had a veritable mania for finishing whatever I began, which often got me into difficulties. On one occasion I

started to read the works of Voltaire, when I learned, to my dismay that there were close to one hundred large

volumes in small print which that monster had written while drinking seventytwo cups of black coffee per

diem. It had to be done, but when I laid aside that last book I was very glad, and said, "Never more!"

My first year's showing had won me the appreciation and friendship of several professors. Among these,

Professor Rogner, who was teaching arithmetical subjects and geometry; Professor Poeschl, who held the

chair of theoretical and experimental physics, and Dr. Alle, who taught integral calculus and specialized in

differential equations. This scientist was the most brilliant lecturer to whom I ever listened. He took a special

interest in my progress and would frequently remain for an hour or two in the lecture room, giving me

problems to solve, in which I delighted. To him I explained a flying machine I had conceived, not an illusory

invention, but one based on sound, scientific principles, which has become realizable through my turbine and

will soon be given to the world. Both Professors Rogner and Poeschl were curious men. The former had

peculiar ways of expressing himself and whenever he did so, there was a riot, followed by a long

embarrassing pause. Professor Poeschl was a methodical and thoroughly grounded German. He had

enormous feet, and hands like the paws of a bear, but all of his experiments were skillfully performed with

clocklike precision and without a miss. It was in the second year of my studies that we received a Gramoe

Dyname from Paris, having the horseshoe form of a laminated field magnet, and a wire wound armature with

a commutator. It was connected up and various effects of the currents were shown. While Professor Poeschl

was making demonstrations, running the machine was a motor, the brushes gave trouble, sparking badly, and

I observed that it might be possible to operate a motor without these appliances. But he declared that it could

not be done and did me the honor of delivering a lecture on the subject, at the conclusion he remarked, "Mr.

Tesla may accomplish great things, but he certainly will never do this. It would be equivalent to converting a

steadily pulling force, like that of gravity into a rotary effort. It is a perpetual motion scheme, an impossible

idea." But instinct is something which transcends knowledge. We have, undoubtedly, certain finer fibers that

enable us to perceive truths when logical deduction, or any other willful effort of the brain, is futile.

For a time I wavered, impressed by the professor's authority, but soon became convinced I was right and

undertook the task with all the fire and boundless confidence of my youth. I started by first picturing in my

mind a directcurrent machine, running it and following the changing flow of the currents in the armature.

Then I would imagine an alternator and investigate the progresses taking place in a similar manner. Next I

would visualize systems comprising motors and generators and operate them in various ways.

The images I saw were to me perfectly real and tangible. All my remaining term in Gratz was passed in

intense but fruitless efforts of this kind, and I almost came to the conclusion that the problem was insolvable.

In 1880 I went to Prague, Bohemia, carrying out my father's wish to complete my education at the University

there. It was in that city that I made a decided advance, which consisted in detaching the commutator from

the machine and studying the phenomena in this new aspect, but still without result. In the year following

I realized that my parents had been making too great sacrifices on my account and resolved to relieve them of

the burden. The wave of the American telephone had just reached the European continent and the system was

to be installed in Budapest, Hungary. It appeared an ideal opportunity, all the more as a friend of our family

It was here that I suffered the complete breakdown of the nerves to which I have referred. What I experienced

during the period of the illness surpasses all belief. My sight and hearing were always extraordinary. I could

clearly discern objects in the distance when others saw no trace of them. Several times in my boyhood I saved

the houses of our neighbors from fire by hearing the faint crackling sounds which did not disturb their sleep,

and calling for help. In 1899, when I was past forty and carrying on my experiments in Colorado, I could hear

very distinctly thunderclaps at a distance of 550 miles. My ear was thus over thirteen times more sensitive,

yet at that time I was, so to speak, stone deaf in comparison with the acuteness of my hearing while under the

In Budapest I could hear the ticking of a watch with three rooms between me and the timepiece. A fly

alighting on a table in the room would cause a dull thud in my ear. A carriage passing at a distance of a few

miles fairly shook my whole body. The whistle of a locomotive twenty or thirty miles away made the bench

or chair on which I sat, vibrate so strongly that the pain was unbearable. The ground under my feet trembled

continuously. I had to support my bed on rubber cushions to get any rest at all. The roaring noises from near

and far often produced the effect of spoken words which would have frightened me had I not been able to

resolve them into their accumulated components. The sun rays, when periodically intercepted, would cause

blows of such force on my brain that they would stun me. I had to summon all my will power to pass under a

bridge or other structure, as I experienced the crushing pressure on the skull. In the dark I had the sense of a

bat, and could detect the presence of an object at a distance of twelve feet by a peculiar creepy sensation on

the forehead. My pulse varied from a few to two hundred and sixty beats and all the tissues of my body with

twitchings and tremors, which was perhaps hardest to bear. A renowned physician who have me daily large

It is my eternal regret that I was not under the observation of experts in physiology and psychology at that

time. I clung desperately to life, but never expected to recover. Can anyone believe that so hopeless a

physical wreck could ever be transformed into a man of astonishing strength and tenacity; able to work

thirtyeight years almost without a day's interruption, and find himself still strong and fresh in body and

mind? Such is my case. A powerful desire to live and to continue the work and the assistance of a devoted

friend, an athlete, accomplished the wonder. My health returned and with it the vigor of mind.

In attacking the problem again, I almost regretted that the struggle was soon to end. I had so much energy to

spare. When I understood the task, it was not with a resolve such as men often make. With me it was a sacred

vow, a question of life and death. I knew that I would perish if I failed. Now I felt that the battle was won.

Back in the deep recesses of the brain was the solution, but I could net yet give it outward expression.

One afternoon, which is ever present in my recollection, I was enjoying a walk with my friend in the City

Park and reciting poetry. At that age, I knew entire books by heart, word for word. One of these was Goethe's

Faust. The sun was just setting and reminded me of the glorious passage, "Sie ruckt und weicht, der Tag ist

uberlebt, Dort eilt sie hin und fordert neues Leben. Oh, das kein Flugel mich vom Boden hebt Ihr nach und

immer nach zu streben! Ein sch�ner Traum indessen sie entweicht, Ach, au des Geistes Fl�gein wird so leicht

Kein korperlicher Flugel sich gesellen!" As I uttered these inspiring words the idea came like a flash of

lightening and in an instant the truth was revealed. I drew with a stick on the sand, the diagram shown six

years later in my address before the American Institute of Electrical Engineers, and my companion

understood them perfectly. The images I saw were wonderfully sharp and clear and had the solidity of metal

and stone, so much so that I told him, "See my motor here; watch me reverse it." I cannot begin to describe

my emotions. Pygmalion seeing his statue come to life could not have been more deeply moved. A thousand

secrets of nature which I might have stumbled upon accidentally, I would have given for that one which I had

For a while I gave myself up entirely to the intense enjoyment of picturing machines and devising new forms.

It was a mental state of happiness about as complete as I have ever known in life. Ideas came in an

uninterrupted stream and the only difficulty I had was to hold them fast. The pieces of apparatus I conceived

were to me absolutely real and tangible in every detail, even to the minutest marks and signs of wear. I

delighted in imagining the motors constantly running, for in this way they presented to the mind's eye a

fascinating sight. When natural inclination develops into a passionate desire, one advances towards his goal

in sevenleague boots. In less than two months I evolved virtually all the types of motors and modifications

of the system which are now identified with my name, and which are used under many other names all over

the world. It was, perhaps, providential that the necessities of existence commanded a temporary halt to this

I came to Budapest prompted by a premature report concerning the telephone enterprise and, as irony of fate

willed it, I had to accept a position as draughtsman in the Central Telegraph Office of the Hungarian

government at a salary which I deem it my privilege not to disclose. Fortunately, I soon won the interest of

the inspectorinchief and was thereafter employed on calculations, designs and estimates in connection with

new installations, until the telephone exchange started, when I took charge of the same. The knowledge and

practical experience I gained in the course of this work, was most valuable and the employment gave me

ample opportunities for the exercise of my inventive faculties. I made several improvements in the central

station apparatus and perfected a telephone repeater or amplifier which was never patented or publicly

described but would be creditable to me even today. In recognition of my efficient assistance the organizer of

the undertaking, Mr. Puskas, upon disposing of his business in Budapest, offered me a position in Paris which

I never can forget the deep impression that magic city produced on my mind. For several days after my

arrival, I roamed through the streets in utter bewilderment of the new spectacle. The attractions were many

and irresistible, but, alas, the income was spent as soon as received. When Mr. Puskas asked me how I was

getting along in the new sphere, I described the situation accurately in the statement that "The last

twentynine days of the month are the toughest." I led a rather strenuous life in what would now be termed

"Rooseveltian fashion." Every morning, regardless of the weather, I would go from the boulevard StMarcel,

where I resided, to a bathing house on the Seine; plunge into the water, loop the circuit twentyseven times

and then walk an hour to reach Ivry, where the company's factory was located. There I would have a

woodchopper's breakfast at halfpast seven o'clock and then eagerly await the lunch hour, in the meanwhile

cracking hard nuts for the manageroftheworks, Mr. Charles Batchellor, who was an intimate friend and

assistant of Edison. Here I was thrown in contact with a few Americans who fairly fell in love with my

because of my proficiency in Billiards! To these men I explained my invention and one of them, Mr. D.

Cunningham, foreman of the mechanical department, offered to form a stock company. The proposal seemed

to me comical in the extreme. I did not have the faintest conception of what he meant, except that it was an

American way of doing things. Nothing came of it, however, and during the next few months I had to travel

from one place to another in France and Germany to cure the ills of the power plants.

On my return to Paris, I submitted to one of the administrators of the company, Mr. Rau, a plan for improving

their dynamos and was given an opportunity. My success was complete and the delighted directors accorded

me the privilege of developing automatic regulators which were much desired. Shortly after, there was some

trouble with the lighting plant which had been installed at the new railroad station in Strasbourg, Alsace. The

wiring was defective and on the occasion of the opening ceremonies, a large part of a wall was blown out

through a shortcircuit, right in the presence of old Emperor William I. The German government refused to

take the plant and the French company was facing a serious loss. On account of my knowledge of the German

language and past experience, I was entrusted with the difficult task of straightening out matters and early in

Some of the incidents in that city have left an indelible record on my memory. By a curious coincidence, a

number of the men who subsequently achieved fame, lived there about that time. In later life I used to say,

"There were bacteria of greatness in that old town." Others caught the disease, but I escaped!" The practical

work, correspondence, and conferences with officials kept me preoccupied day and night, but as soon as I

was able to manage, I undertook the construction of a simple motor in a mechanical shop opposite the

railroad station, having brought with me from Paris some material for that purpose. The consummation of the

experiment was, however, delayed until the summer of that year, when I finally had the satisfaction of seeing

the rotation effected by alternating currents of different phase, and without sliding contacts or commutator, as

I had conceived a year before. It was an exquisite pleasure but not to compare with the delirium of joy

Among my new friends was the former mayor of the city, Mr. Sauzin, whom I had already, in a measure,

acquainted with this and other inventions of mine and whose support I endeavored to enlist. He was sincerely

devoted to me and put my project before several wealthy persons, but to my mortification, found no response.

He wanted to help me in every possible way and the approach of the first of July, 1917, happens to remind

me of a form of "assistance" I received from that charming man, which was not financial, but none the less

appreciated. In 1870, when the Germans invaded the country, Mr. Sauzin had buried a good sized allotment

of St. Estephe of 1801 and he came to the conclusion that he knew no worthier person than myself to

consume that precious beverage. This, I may say, is one of the unforgettable incidents to which I have

referred. My friend urged me to return to Paris as soon as possible and seek support there. This I was anxious

to do, but my work and negotiations were protracted, owing to all sorts of petty obstacles I encountered, so

that at times the situation seemed hopeless. Just to give an idea of German thoroughness and "efficiency," I

An incandescent lamp of 16 c.p. was to be placed in a hallway, and upon selecting the proper location, I

ordered the "monteur" to run the wires. After working for a while, he concluded that the engineer had to be

consulted and this was done. The latter made several objections but ultimately agreed that the lamp should be

placed two inches from the spot I had assigned, whereupon the work proceeded. Then the engineer became

worried and told me that Inspector Averdeck should be notified. That important person was called, he

investigated, debated, and decided that the lamp should be shifted back two inches, which was the place I had

marked! It was not long, however, before Averdeck got cold feet himself and advised me that he had

informed OberInspector Hieronimus of the matter and that I should await his decision. It was several days

before the oberinspector was able to free himself of other pressing duties, but at last he arrived and a two

hour debate followed, when he decided to move the lamp two inches further. My hopes that this was the final

act, were shattered when the oberinspector returned and said to me, "Regierungsrath Funke is particular that

I would not dare to give an order for placing this lamp without his explicit approval." Accordingly,

arrangements for a visit from that great man were made. We started cleaning up and polishing early in the

morning, and when Funke came with his retinue he was ceremoniously received. After two hours of

deliberation, he suddenly exclaimed, "I must be going!," and pointing to a place on the ceiling, he ordered me

to put the lamp there. It was the exact spot which I had originally chosen! So it went day after day with

variations, but I was determined to achieve, at whatever cost, and in the end my efforts were rewarded.

By the spring of 1884, all the differences were adjusted, the plant formally accepted, and I returned to Paris

with pleasing anticipation. One of the administrators had promised me a liberal compensation in case I

succeeded, as well as a fair consideration of the improvements I had made to their dynamos and I hoped to

realize a substantial sum. There were three administrators, whom I shall designate as A, B, and C for

convenience. When I called on A, he told me what B had the say. This gentleman thought that only C could

decide, and the latter was quite sure that A alone had the power to act. After several laps of this circulus

The utter failure of my attempts to raise capital for development was another disappointment, and when Mr.

Bachelor pressed me to go to America with a view of redesigning the Edison machines, I determined to try

my fortunes in the Land of Golden Promise. But the chance was nearly missed. I liquefied my modest assets,

secured accommodations and found myself at the railroad station as the train was pulling out. At that

moment, I discovered that my money and tickets were gone. What to do was the question. Hercules had

plenty of time to deliberate, but I had to decide while running alongside the train with opposite feeling

surging in my brain like condenser oscillations. Resolve, helped by dexterity, won out in the nick of time and

upon passing through the usual experience, as trivial and unpleasant, I managed to embark for New York

with the remnants of my belongings, some poems and articles I had written, and a package of calculations

relating to solutions of an unsolvable integral and my flying machine. During the voyage I sat most of the

time at the stern of the ship watching for an opportunity to save somebody from a watery grave, without the

slightest thought of danger. Later, when I had absorbed some of the practical American sense, I shivered at

the recollection and marveled at my former folly. The meeting with Edison was a memorable event in my

life. I was amazed at this wonderful man who, without early advantages and scientific training, had

accomplished so much. I had studied a dozen languages, delved in literature and art, and had spent my best

years in libraries reading all sorts of stuff that fell into my hands, from Newton's Principia to the novels of

Paul de Kock, and felt that most of my life had been squandered. But it did not take long before I recognized

that it was the best thing I could have done. Within a few weeks I had won Edison's confidence, and it came

The S.S. Oregon, the fastest passenger steamer at that time, had both of its lighting machines disabled and its

sailing was delayed. As the superstructure had been built after their installation, it was impossible to remove

them from the hold. The predicament was a serious one and Edison was much annoyed. In the evening I took

the necessary instruments with me and went aboard the vessel where I stayed for the night. The dynamos

were in bad condition, having several shortcircuits and breaks, but with the assistance of the crew, I

succeeded in putting them in good shape. At five o'clock in the morning, when passing along Fifth Avenue on

my way to the shop, I met Edison with Bachelor and a few others, as they were returning home to retire.

"Here is our Parisian running around at night," he said. When I told him that I was coming from the Oregon

and had repaired both machines, he looked at me in silence and walked away without another word. But

when he had gone some distance I heard him remark, "Bachelor, this is a good man." And from that time on I

had full freedom in directing the work. For nearly a year my regular hours were from 10:30 A.M. until 5

o'clock the next morning without a day's exception. Edison said to me, "I have had many hard working

assistants, but you take the cake." During this period I designed twentyfour different types of standard

machines with short cores and uniform pattern, which replaced the old ones. The manager had promised me

fifty thousand dollars on the completion of this task, but it turned out to be a practical joke. This gave me a

Immediately thereafter, some people approached me with the proposal of forming an arc light company under

my name, to which I agreed. Here finally, was an opportunity to develop the motor, but when I broached the

subject to my new associates they said, "No, we want the arc lamp. We don't care for this alternating current

of yours." In 1886, my system of arc lighting was perfected and adopted for factory and municipal lighting,

and I was free, but with no other possession than a beautifully engraved certificate of stock of hypothetical

value. Then followed a period of struggle in the new medium for which I was not fitted, but the reward came

in the end, and in April, 1887, the Tesla Electric Co. was organized, providing a laboratory and facilities. The

motors I built there were exactly as I had imagined them. I made no attempt to improve the design, but

merely reproduced the pictures as they appeared to my vision and the operation was always as I expected.

In the early part of 1888, an arrangement was made with the Westinghouse Company for the manufacture of

the motors on a large scale. But great difficulties had still to be overcome. My system was based on the use of

low frequency currents and the Westinghouse experts had adopted 133 cycles with the objects of securing

advantages in transformation. They did not want to depart with their standard forms of apparatus and my

efforts had to be concentrated upon adapting the motor to these conditions. Another necessity was to produce

a motor capable of running efficiently at this frequency on two wires, which was not an easy

At the close of 1889, however, my services in Pittsburgh being no longer essential, I returned to New York

and resumed experimental work in a Laboratory on Grand Street, where I began immediately the design of

highfrequency machines. The problems of construction in this unexplored field were novel and quite

peculiar, and I encountered many difficulties. I rejected the inductor type, fearing that it might not yield

perfect sine waves, which were so important to resonant action. Had it not been for this, I could have saved

myself a great deal of labor. Another discouraging feature of the highfrequency alternator seemed to be the

inconstancy of speed which threatened to impose serious limitations to its use. I had already noted in my

demonstrations before the American Institution of Electrical Engineers, that several times the tune was lost,

necessitating readjustment, and did not yet foresee what I discovered long afterwards, a means of operating a

machine of this kind at a speed constant to such a degree as not to vary more than a small fraction of one

revolution between the extremes of load. From many other considerations, it appeared desirable to invent a

In 1856, Lord Kelvin had exposed the theory of the condenser discharge, but no practical application of that

important knowledge was made. I saw the possibilities and undertook the development of induction apparatus

on this principle. My progress was so rapid as to enable me to exhibit at my lecture in 1891 a coil giving

sparks of five inches. On that occasion I frankly told the engineers of a defect involved in the transformation

by the new method, namely, the loss in the spark gap. Subsequent investigation showed that no matter what

medium is employed, be it air, hydrogen, mercury vapor, oil, or a stream of electrons, the efficiency is the

same. It is a law very much like the governing of the conversion of mechanical energy. We may drop a

weight from a certain height vertically down, or carry it to the lower level along any devious path; it is

immaterial insofar as the amount of work is concerned. Fortunately however, this drawback is not fatal, as by

proper proportioning of the resonant, circuits of an efficiency of 85 percent is attainable. Since my early

announcement of the invention, it has come into universal use and wrought a revolution in many departments,

When in 1900 I obtained powerful discharges of 1,000 feet and flashed a current around the globe, I was

reminded of the first tiny spark I observed in my Grand Street laboratory and was thrilled by sensations akin

As I review the events of my past life I realize how subtle are the influences that shape our destinies. An

incident of my youth may serve to illustrate. One winter's day I managed to climb a steep mountain, in

company with other boys. The snow was quite deep and a warm southerly wind made it just suitable for our

purpose. We amused ourselves by throwing balls which would roll down a certain distance, gathering more

or less snow, and we tried to outdo one another in this sport. Suddenly a ball was seen to go beyond the

limit, swelling to enormous proportions until it became as big as a house and plunged thundering into the

valley below with a force that made the ground tremble. I looked on spellbound incapable of understanding

what had happened. For weeks afterward the picture of the avalanche was before my eyes and I wondered

Ever since that time the magnification of feeble actions fascinated me, and when, years later, I took up the

experimental study of mechanical and electrical resonance, I was keenly interested from the very start.

Possibly, had it not been for that early powerful impression I might not have followed up the little spark I

obtained with my coil and never developed my best invention, the true history of which I will tell.

Many technical men, very able in their special departments, but dominated by a pedantic spirit and

nearsighted, have asserted that excepting the induction motor, I have given the world little of practical use.

This is a grievous mistake. A new idea must not be judged by its immediate results. My alternating system of

power transmission came at a psychological moment, as a long sought answer to pressing industrial

questions, and although considerable resistance had to be overcome and opposing interests reconciled, as

usual, the commercial introduction could not be long delayed. Now, compare this situation with that

confronting my turbines, for example. One should think that so simple and beautiful an invention, possessing

many features of an ideal motor, should be adopted at once and, undoubtedly, it would under similar

conditions. But the prospective effect of the rotating field was not to render worthless existing machinery; on

the contrary, it was to give it additional value. The system lent itself to new enterprise as well as to

improvement of the old. My turbine is an advance of a character entirely different. It is a radical departure in

the sense that its success would mean the abandonment of the antiquated types of prime movers on which

billions of dollars have been spent. Under such circumstances, the progress must need be slow and perhaps

the greatest impediment is encountered in the prejudicial opinions created in the minds of experts by

Only the other day, I had a disheartening experience when I met my friend and former assistant, Charles F.

Scott, now professor of Electric Engineering at Yale. I had not seen him for a long time and was glad to have

an opportunity for a little chat at my office. Our conversation, naturally enough, drifted onto my turbine and I

became heated to a high degree. "Scott," I exclaimed, carried away by the vision of a glorious future, "My

turbine will scrap all the heat engines in the world." Scott stroked his chin and looked away thoughtfully, as

though making a mental calculation. "That will make quite a pile of scrap," he said, and left without another

These and other inventions of mine, however, were nothing more than steps forward in a certain directions. In

evolving them, I simply followed the inborn instinct to improve the present devices without any special

thought of our far more imperative necessities. The "Magnifying Transmitter" was the product of labors

extending through years, having for their chief object, the solution of problems which are infinitely more

If my memory serves me right, it was in November, 1890, that I performed a laboratory experiment which

was one of the most extraordinary and spectacular ever recorded in the annal of Science. In investigating the

behavior of high frequency currents, I had satisfied myself that an electric field of sufficient intensity could

be produced in a room to light up electrodeless vacuum tubes. Accordingly, a transformer was built to test the

theory and the first trial proved a marvelous success. It is difficult to appreciate what those strange

phenomena meant at the time. We crave for new sensations, but soon become indifferent to them. The

wonders of yesterday are today common occurrences. When my tubes were first publicly exhibited, they were

viewed with amazement impossible to describe. From all parts of the world, I received urgent invitations and

numerous honors and other flattering inducements were offered to me, which I declined. But in 1892 the

demand became irresistible and I went to London where I delivered a lecture before the Institution of

It has been my intention to leave immediately for Paris in compliance with a similar obligation, but Sir James

Dewar insisted on my appearing before the Royal Institution. I was a man of firm resolve, but succumbed

easily to the forceful arguments of the great Scotchman. He pushed me into a chair and poured out half a

glass of a wonderful brown fluid which sparkled in all sorts of iridescent colors and tasted like nectar. "Now,"

said he, "you are sitting in Faraday's chair and you are enjoying whiskey he used to drink." (Which did not

interest me very much, as I had altered my opinion concerning strong drink). The next evening I have a

demonstration before the Royal Institution, at the termination of which, Lord Rayleigh addressed the

audience and his generous words gave me the first start in these endeavors. I fled from London and later from

Paris, to escape favors showered upon me, and journeyed to my home, where I passed through a most painful

Upon regaining my health, I began to formulate plans for the resumption of work in America. Up to that time

I never realized that I possessed any particular gift of discovery, but Lord Rayleigh, whom I always

considered as an ideal man of science, had said so and if that was the case, I felt that I should concentrate on

At this time, as at many other times in the past, my thoughts turned towards my Mother's teaching. The gift of

mental power comes from God, Divine Being, and if we concentrate our minds on that truth, we become in

tune with this great power. My Mother had taught me to seek all truth in the Bible; therefore I devoted the

One day, as I was roaming the mountains, I sought shelter from an approaching storm. The sky became

overhung with heavy clouds, but somehow the rain was delayed until, all of a sudden, there was a lightening

flash and a few moments after, a deluge. This observation set me thinking. It was manifest that the two

phenomena were closely related, as cause and effect, and a little reflection led me to the conclusion that the

electrical energy involved in the precipitation of the water was inconsiderable, the function of the lightening

being much like that of a sensitive trigger. Here was a stupendous possibility of achievement. If we could

produce electric effects of the required quality, this whole planet and the conditions of existence on it could

be transformed. The sun raises the water of the oceans and winds drive it to distant regions where it remains

in a state of most delicate balance. If it were in our power to upset it when and wherever desired, this mighty

life sustaining stream could be at will controlled. We could irrigate arid deserts, create lakes and rivers, and

provide motive power in unlimited amounts. This would be the most efficient way of harnessing the sun to

the uses of man. The consummation depended on our ability to develop electric forces of the order of those in

It seemed a hopeless undertaking, but I made up my mind to try it and immediately on my return to the

United States in the summer of 1892, after a short visit to my friends in Watford, England; work was begun

which was to me all the more attractive, because a means of the same kind was necessary for the successful

At this time I made a further careful study of the Bible, and discovered the key in Revelation. The first

gratifying result was obtained in the spring of the succeeding year, when I reaching a tension of about

100,000,000 volts one hundred million volts with my conical coil, which I figured was the voltage of a

flash of lightening. Steady progress was made until the destruction of my laboratory by fire, in 1895, as may

be judged from an article by T.C. Martin which appeared in the April number of the Century Magazine. This

calamity set me back in many ways and most of that year had to be devoted to planning and reconstruction.

Although I knew that higher electricmotive forces were attainable with apparatus of larger dimensions, I had

an instinctive perception that the object could be accomplished by the proper design of a comparatively small

and compact transformer. In carrying on tests with a secondary in the form of flat spiral, as illustrated in my

patents, the absence of streamers surprised me, and it was not long before I discovered that this was due to

the position of the turns and their mutual action. Profiting from this observation, I resorted to the use of a

high tension conductor with turns of considerable diameter, sufficiently separated to keep down the

distributed capacity, while at the same time preventing undue accumulation of the charge at any point. The

application of this principle enabled me to produce pressures of over 100,000,000 volts, which was about the

limit obtainable without risk of accident. A photograph of my transmitter built in my laboratory at Houston

In order to advance further along this line, I had to go into the open, and in the spring of 1899, having

completed preparations for the erection of a wireless plant, I went to Colorado where I remained for more

than one year. Here I introduced other improvements and refinements which made it possible to generate

currents of any tension that may be desired. Those who are interested will find some information in regard to

the experiments I conducted there in my article, "The Problem of Increasing Human Energy," in the Century

I will be quite explicit on the subject of my magnifying transformer so that it will be clearly understood. In

the first place, it is a resonant transformer, with a secondary in which the parts, charged to a high potential,

are of considerable area and arranged in space along ideal enveloping surfaces of very large radii of

curvature, and at proper distances from one another, thereby insuring a small electric surface density

everywhere, so that no leak can occur even if the conductor is bare. It is suitable for any frequency, from a

few to many thousands of cycles per second, and can be used in the production of currents of tremendous

volume and moderate pressure, or of smaller amperage and immense electromotive force. The maximum

electric tension is merely dependent on the curvature of the surfaces on which the charged elements are

situated and the area of the latter. Judging from my past experience there is no limit to the possible voltage

developed; any amount is practicable. On the other hand, currents of many thousands of amperes may be

obtained in the antenna. A plant of but very moderate dimensions is required for such performances.

Theoretically, a terminal of less than 90 feet in diameter is sufficient to develop an electromotive force of that

magnitude, while for antenna currents of from 2,0004,000 amperes at the usual frequencies, it need not be

larger than 30 feet in diameter. In a more restricted meaning, this wireless transmitter is one in which the

Hertzwave radiation is an entirely negligible quantity as compared with the whole energy, under which

condition the damping factor is extremely small and an enormous charge is stored in the elevated capacity.

Such a circuit may then be excited with impulses of any kind, even of low frequency and it will yield

sinusoidal and continuous oscillations like those of an alternator. Taken in the narrowest significance of the

term, however, it is a resonant transformer which, besides possessing these qualities, is accurately

proportioned to fit the globe and its electrical constants and properties, by virtue of which design it becomes

highly efficient and effective in the wireless transmission of energy. Distance is then absolutely eliminated,

there being no diminuation in the intensity of the transmitted impulses. It is even possible to make the actions

increase with the distance from the plane, according to an exact mathematical law. This invention was one of

a number comprised in my "World System" of wireless transmission which I undertook to commercialize on

As to the immediate purposes of my enterprise, they were clearly outlined in a technical statement of that

period from which I quote, "The world system has resulted from a combination of several original discoveries

made by the inventor in the course of long continued research and experimentation. It makes possible not

only the instantaneous and precise wireless transmission of any kind of signals, messages or characters, to all

parts of the world, but also the interconnection of the existing telegraph, telephone, and other signal stations

without any change in their present equipment. By its means, for instance, a telephone subscriber here may

call up and talk to any other subscriber on the Earth. An inexpensive receiver, not bigger than a watch, will

enable him to listen anywhere, on land or sea, to a speech delivered or music played in some other place,

These examples are cited merely to give an idea of the possibilities of this great scientific advance, which

annihilates distance and makes that perfect natural conductor, the Earth, available for all the innumerable

purposes which human ingenuity has found for a linewire. One farreaching result of this is that any device

capable of being operated through one or more wires (at a distance obviously restricted) can likewise be

actuated, without artificial conductors and with the same facility and accuracy, at distances to which there are

no limits other than those imposed by the physical dimensions of the earth. Thus, not only will entirely new

fields for commercial exploitation be opened up by this ideal method of transmission, but the old ones vastly

extended. The World System is based on the application of the following import and inventions and

1.The Tesla Transformer: This apparatus is in the production of electrical vibrations as revolutionary as

gunpowder was in warfare. Currents many times stronger than any ever generated in the usual ways and

sparks over one hundred feet long, have been produced by the inventor with an instrument of this kind.

2.The Magnifying Transmitter: This is Tesla's best invention, a peculiar transformer specially adapted to

excite the earth, which is in the transmission of electrical energy when the telescope is in astronomical

observation. By the use of this marvelous device, he has already set up electrical movements of greater

intensity than those of lightening and passed a current, sufficient to light more than two hundred incandescent

3.The Tesla Wireless System: This system comprises a number of improvements and is the only means

known for transmitting economically electrical energy to a distance without wires. Careful tests and

measurements in connection with an experimental station of great activity, erected by the inventor in

Colorado, have demonstrated that power in any desired amount can be conveyed, clear across the globe if

4.The Art of Individualization: This invention of Tesla is to primitive tuning, what refined language is to

unarticulated expression. It makes possible the transmission of signals or messages absolutely secret and

exclusive both in the active and passive aspect, that is, noninterfering as well as noninterferable. Each

signal is like an individual of unmistakable identity and there is virtually no limit to the number of stations or

instruments which can be simultaneously operated without the slightest mutual disturbance.

5.The Terrestrial Stationary Waves: This wonderful discovery, popularly explained, means that the Earth is

responsive to electrical vibrations of definite pitch, just as a tuning fork to certain waves of sound. These

particular electrical vibrations, capable of powerfully exciting the globe, lend themselves to innumerable uses

of great importance commercially and in many other respects. The first "World System" power plant can be

put in operation in nine months. With this power plant, it will be practicable to attain electrical activities up to

ten million horsepower and it is designed to serve for as many technical achievements as are possible

1.The interconnection of existing telegraph exchanges or offices all over the world; 2.The establishment of a

secret and noninterferable government telegraph service; 3.The interconnection of all present telephone

exchanges or offices around the globe; 4.The universal distribution of general news by telegraph or

telephone, in conjunction with the press; 5.The establishment of such a "World System" of intelligence

transmission for exclusive private use; 6.The interconnection and operation of all stock tickers of the world;

7.The establishment of a "World System" of musical distribution, etc.; 8.The universal registration of time

by cheap clocks indicating the hour with astronomical precision and requiring no attention whatever; 9.The

world transmission of typed or handwritten characters, letters, checks, etc.; 10.The establishment of a

universal marine service enabling the navigators of all ships to steer perfectly without compass, to determine

the exact location, hour and speak; to prevent collisions and disasters, etc.; 11.The inauguration of a system

of world printing on land and sea; 12.The world reproduction of photographic pictures and all kinds of

drawings or records..." I also proposed to make demonstration in the wireless transmission of power on a

small scale, but sufficient to carry conviction. Besides these, I referred to other and incomparably more

important applications of my discoveries which will be disclosed at some future date. A plant was built on

Long Island with a tower 187 feet high, having a spherical terminal about 68 feet in diameter. These

dimensions were adequate for the transmission of virtually any amount of energy. Originally, only from 200

to 300 K.W. were provided, but I intended to employ later several thousand horsepower. The transmitter was

to emit a wavecomplex of special characteristics and I had devised a unique method of telephonic control of

any amount of energy. The tower was destroyed two years ago (1917) but my projects are being developed

On this occasion I would contradict the widely circulated report that the structure was demolished by the

government, which owing to war conditions, might have created prejudice in the minds of those who may not

know that the papers, which thirty years ago conferred upon me the honor of American citizenship, are

always kept in a safe, while my orders, diplomas, degrees, gold medals and other distinctions are packed

away in old trunks. If this report had a foundation, I would have been refunded a large sum of money which I

expended in the construction of the tower. On the contrary, it was in the interest of the government to

preserve it, particularly as it would have made possible, to mention just one valuable result, the location of a

submarine in any part of the world. My plant, services, and all my improvements have always been at the

disposal of the officials and ever since the outbreak of the European conflict, I have been working at a

sacrifice on several inventions of mine relating to aerial navigation, ship propulsion and wireless

transmission, which are of the greatest importance to the country. Those who are well informed know that my

ideas have revolutionized the industries of the United States and I am not aware that there lives an inventor

who has been, in this respect, as fortunate as myself especially as regards the use of his improvements in

I have refrained from publicly expressing myself on this subject before, as it seemed improper to dwell on

personal matters while all the world was in dire trouble. I would add further, in view of various rumors which

have reached me, that Mr. J. Pierpont Morgan did not interest himself with me in a business way, but in the

same large spirit in which he has assisted many other pioneers. He carried out his generous promise to the

letter and it would have been most unreasonable to expect from him anything more. He had the highest regard

for my attainments and gave me every evidence of his complete faith in my ability to ultimately achieve what

I had set out to do. I am unwilling to accord to some smallminded and jealous individuals the satisfaction of

having thwarted my efforts. These men are to me nothing more than microbes of a nasty disease. My project

was retarded by laws of nature. The world was not prepared for it. It was too far ahead of time, but the same

No subject to which I have ever devoted myself has called for such concentration of mind, and strained to so

dangerous a degree the finest fibers of my brain, as the systems of which the "Magnifying Transmitter" is the

foundation. I put all the intensity and vigor of youth in the development of the rotating field discoveries, but

those early labors were of a different character. Although strenuous in the extreme, they did not involve that

keen and exhausting discernment which had to be exercised in attacking the many problems of the wireless.

Despite my rare physical endurance at that period, the abused nerves finally rebelled and I suffered a

complete collapse, just as the consummation of the long and difficult task was almost in sight. Without doubt

I would have paid a greater penalty later, and very likely my career would have been prematurely terminated,

had not providence equipped me with a safety device, which seemed to improve with advancing years and

unfailingly comes to play when my forces are at an end. So long as it operates I am safe from danger, due to

overwork, which threatens other inventors, and incidentally, I need no vacations which are indispensable to

most people. When I am all but used up, I simply do as the darkies who "naturally fall asleep while white

To venture a theory out of my sphere, the body probably accumulates little by little a definite quantity of

some toxic agent and I sink into a nearly lethargic state which lasts half an hour to the minute. Upon

awakening I have the sensation as though the events immediately preceding had occurred very long ago, and

if I attempt to continue the interrupted train of thought I feel veritable nausea. Involuntarily, I then turn to

other tasks and am surprised at the freshness of the mind and ease with which I overcome obstacles that had

baffled me before. After weeks or months, my passion for the temporarily abandoned invention returns and I

invariably find answers to all the vexing questions, with scarcely any effort. In this connection, I will tell of

I had produced a striking phenomenon with my grounded transmitter and was endeavoring to ascertain its

true significance in relation to the currents propagated through the earth. It seemed a hopeless undertaking,

and for more than a year I worked unremittingly, but in vain. This profound study so entirely absorbed me,

that I became forgetful of everything else, even of my undermined health. At last, as I was at the point of

breaking down, nature applied the preservative inducing lethal sleep. Regaining my senses, I realized with

consternation that I was unable to visualize scenes from my life except those of infancy, the very first ones

that had entered my consciousness. Curiously enough, these appeared before my vision with startling

distinctness and afforded me welcome relief. Night after night, when retiring, I would think of them, and

more and more of my previous existence was revealed. The image of my mother was always the principal

figure in the spectacle that slowly unfolded, and a consuming desire to see her again gradually took

possession of me. This feeling grew so strong that I resolved to drop all work and satisfy my longing, but I

found it too hard to break away from the laboratory, and several months elapsed during which I had

succeeded in reviving all the impressions of my past life, up to the spring of 1892. In the next picture that

came out of the mist of oblivion, I saw myself at the Hotel de la Paix in Paris, just coming to from one of my

peculiar sleeping spells, which had been caused by prolonged exertion of the brain. Imagine the pain and

distress I felt, when it flashed upon my mind that a dispatch was handed to me at that very moment, bearing

the sad news that my mother was dying. I remembered how I made the long journey home without an hour of

It was especially remarkable that during all this period of partially obliterated memory, I was fully alive to

everything touching on the subject of my research. I could recall the smallest detail and the least insignificant

observations in my experiments and even recite pages of text and complex mathematical formulae.

My belief is firm in a law of compensation. The true rewards are ever in proportion to the labor and sacrifices

made. This is one of the reasons why I feel certain that of all my inventions, the magnifying transmitter will

prove most important and valuable to future generations. I am prompted to this prediction, not so much by

thoughts of the commercial and industrial revolution which it will surely bring about, but of the humanitarian

consequences of the many achievements it makes possible. Considerations of mere utility weigh little in the

balance against the higher benefits of civilization. We are confronted with portentous problems which can not

be solved just by providing for our material existence, however abundantly. On the contrary, progress in this

direction is fraught with hazards and perils not less menacing than those born from want and suffering. If we

were to release the energy of atoms or discover some other way of developing cheap and unlimited power at

any point on the globe, this accomplishment, instead of being a blessing, might bring disaster to mankind in

giving rise to dissension and anarchy, which would ultimately result in the enthronement of the hated regime

of force. The greatest good will come from technical improvements tending to unification and harmony, and

my wireless transmitter is preeminently such. By its means, the human voice and likeness will be reproduced

everywhere, and factories driven from thousands of miles away by waterfalls furnishing power. Aerial

machines will be propelled around the earth without a stop and the sun's energy controlled to create lakes and

rivers for motive purposes and transformation of arid deserts into fertile land. Its introduction for telegraphic,

telephonic and similar uses will automatically cut out the static and all other interferences which at present,

impose narrow limits to the application of the wireless. This is a timely topic on which a few words might not

During the past decade a number of people have arrogantly claimed that they had succeeded in doing away

with this impediment. I have carefully examined all of the arrangements described and tested most of them

long before they were publicly disclosed, but the finding was uniformly negative. Recent official statement

from the U.S. Navy may, perhaps, have taught some beguilable news editors how to appraise these

announcements at their real worth. As a rule, the attempts are based on theories so fallacious, that whenever

they come to my notice, I can not help thinking in a light vein. Quite recently a new discovery was heralded,

with a deafening flourish of trumpets, but it proved another case of a mountain bringing forth a mouse. This

reminds me of an exciting incident which took place a year ago, when I was conducting my experiments with

Steve Brodie had just jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge. The feat has been vulgarized since by imitators, but

the first report electrified New York. I was very impressionable then and frequently spoke of the daring

printer. On a hot afternoon I felt the necessity of refreshing myself and stepped into one of the popular thirty

thousand institutions of this great city, where a delicious twelve per cent beverage was served, which can now

be had only by making a trip to the poor and devastated countries of Europe. The attendance was large and

not overdistinguished and a matter was discussed which gave me an admirable opening for the careless

remark, "This is what I said when I jumped off the bridge." No sooner had I uttered these words, than I felt

like the companion of Timothens in the poem of Schiller. In an instant there was pandemonium and a dozen

voices cried, "It is Brodie!" I threw a quarter on the counter and bolted for the door, but the crowd was at my

heels with yells, "Stop, Steeve!", which must have been misunderstood, for many persons tried to hold me up

as I ran frantically for my haven of refuge. By darting around corners, I fortunately managed, through the

medium of a fire escape, to reach the laboratory, where I threw off my coat, camouflaged myself as a

hardworking blacksmith and started the forge. But these precautions proved unnecessary, as I had eluded

my pursuers. For many years afterward, at night, when imagination turns into specters the trifling troubles of

the day, I often thought, as I tossed on the bed, what my fate would have been, had the mob caught me and

Now the engineer who lately gave an account before a technical body of a novel remedy against static based

on a "heretofore unknown law of nature," seems to have been as reckless as myself when he contended that

these disturbances propagate up and down, while those of a transmitter proceed along the earth. It would

mean that a condenser as this globe, with its gaseous envelope, could be charged and discharged in a manner

quite contrary to the fundamental teachings propounded in every elemental text book of physics. Such a

supposition would have been condemned as erroneous, even in Franklin's time, for the facts bearing on this

were then well known and the identity between atmospheric electricity and that developed by machines was

fully established. Obviously, natural and artificial disturbances propagate through the earth and the air in

exactly the same way, and both set up electromotive forces in the horizontal as well as vertical sense.

Interference can not be overcome by any such methods as were proposed. The truth is this: In the air, the

potential increases at the rate of about fifty volts per foot of elevation, owing to which there may be a

difference of pressure amounting to twenty, or even forty thousand volts between the upper and lower ends of

the antenna. The masses of the charged atmosphere are constantly in motion and give up electricity to the

conductor, not continuously, but rather disruptively, this producing a grinding noise in a sensitive telephonic

receiver. The higher the terminal and the greater the space encompassed by the wires, the more pronounced is

the effect, but it must be understood that it is purely local and has little to do with the real trouble.

In 1900, while perfecting my wireless system, one form of apparatus compressed four antennae. These were

carefully calibrated in the same frequency and connected in multiple with the object of magnifying the action

in receiving from any direction. When I desired to ascertain the origin of the transmitted impulse, each

diagonally situated pair was put in series with a primary coil energizing the detector circuit. In the former

case, the sound was loud in the telephone; in the latter it ceased, as expected, the two antennae neutralizing

each other, but the true statics manifested themselves in both instances and I had to devise special preventives

embodying different principles. By employing receivers connected to two points of the ground, as suggested

by me long ago, this trouble caused by the charged air, which is very serious in the structures as now built, is

nullified and besides, the liability of all kinds of interference is reduced to about onehalf because of the

directional character of the circuit. This was perfectly selfevident, but came as a revelation to some

simpleminded wireless folks whose experience was confined to forms of apparatus that could have been

improved with an ax, and they have been disposing of the bear's skin before killing him. If it were true that

strays performed such antics, it would be easy to get rid of them by receiving without aerials. But, as a matter

of fact, a wire buried in the ground which, conforming to this view, should be absolutely immune, is more

susceptible to certain extraneous impulses than one placed vertically in the air. To state it fairly, a slight

progress has been made, but not by virtue of any particular method or device. It was achieved simply by

discerning the enormous structures, which are bad enough for transmission but wholly unsuitable for

reception and adopting a more appropriate type of receiver. As I have said before, to dispose of this difficulty

for good, a radical change must be made in the system and the sooner this is done the better.

It would be calamitous, indeed, if at this time when the art is in its infancy and the vast majority, not

excepting even experts, have no conception of its ultimate possibilities, a measure would be rushed through

the legislature making it a government monopoly. This was proposed a few weeks ago by Secretary Daniels

and no doubt that distinguished official has made his appeal to the Senate and House of Representatives with

sincere conviction. But universal evidence unmistakably shows that the best results are always obtained in

healthful commercial competition. There are, however, exceptional reasons why wireless should be given the

fullest freedom of development. In the first place, it offers prospects immeasurably greater and more vital to

betterment of human life than any other invention or discovery in the history of man. Then again, it must be

understood that this wonderful art has been, in its entirety, evolved here and can be called "American" with

more right and propriety than the telephone, the incandescent lamp or the aeroplane.

Enterprising press agents and stock jobbers have been so successful in spreading misinformation, that even so

excellent a periodical as the Scientific American, accords the chief credit to a foreign country. The Germans,

of course, gave us the Hertz waves and the Russian, English, French and Italian experts were quick in using

them for signaling purposes. It was an obvious application of the new agent and accomplished with the old

classical and unimproved induction coil, scarcely anything more than another kind of heliography. The radius

of transmission was very limited, the result attained of little value, and the Hertz oscillations, as a means for

conveying intelligence, could have been advantageously replaced by sound waves, which I advocated in

1891. Moreover, all of these attempts were made three years after the basic principles of the wireless system,

which is universally employed today, and its potent instrumentalities had been clearly described and

No trace of those Hertzian appliances and methods remains today. We have proceeded in the very opposite

direction and what has been done is the product of the brains and efforts of citizens of this country. The

fundamental patents have expired and the opportunities are open to all. The chief argument of the secretary is

based on interference. According to his statement, reported in the New York Herald of July 29th, signals

from a powerful station can be intercepted in every village in the world. In view of this fact, which was

demonstrated in my experiments in 1900, it would be of little use to impose restrictions in the United States.

As throwing light on this point, I may mention that only recently an odd looking gentleman called on me with

the object of enlisting my services in the construction of world transmitters in some distant land. "We have no

money," he said, "but carloads of solid gold, and we will give you a liberal amount." I told him that I wanted

to see first what will be done with my inventions in America, and this ended the interview. But I am satisfied

that some dark forces are at work, and as time goes on the maintenance of continuous communication will be

rendered more difficult. The only remedy is a system immune against interruption. It has been perfected, it

The terrible conflict is still uppermost in the minds and perhaps the greatest importance will be attached to

the magnifying transmitter as a machine for attack and defense, more particularly in connection with

telautamatics. This invention is a logical outcome of observations begun in my boyhood and continued

throughout my life. When the first results were published, the Electrical Review stated editorially that it

would become one of the "most potent factors in the advance of civilization of mankind." The time is not

distant when this prediction will be fulfilled. In 1898 and 1900, it was offered by me to the government and

might have been adopted, were I one of those who would go to Alexander's shepherd when they want a favor

At that time I really thought that it would abolish war, because of its unlimited destructiveness and exclusion

of the personal element of combat. But while I have not lost faith in its potentialities, my views have changed

since. War can not be avoided until the physical cause for its recurrence is removed and this, in the last

analysis, is the vast extent of the planet on which we live. Only though annihilation of distance in every

respect, as the conveyance of intelligence, transport of passengers and supplies and transmission of energy

will conditions be brought about some day, insuring permanency of friendly relations. What we now want

most is closer contact and better understanding between individuals and communities all over the earth and

the elimination of that fanatic devotion to exalted ideals of national egoism and pride, which is always prone

to plunge the world into primeval barbarism and strife. No league or parliamentary act of any kind will ever

prevent such a calamity. These are only new devices for putting the weak at the mercy of the strong.

I have expressed myself in this regard fourteen years ago, when a combination of a few leading governments,

a sort of Holy alliance, was advocated by the late Andrew Carnegie, who may be fairly considered as the

father of this idea, having given to it more publicity and impetus than anybody else prior to the efforts of the

President. While it can not be denied that such aspects might be of material advantage to some less fortunate

peoples, it can not attain the chief objective sought. Peace can only come as a natural consequence of

universal enlightenment and merging of races, and we are still far from this blissful realization, because few

indeed, will admit the reality As I view the world of today, in the light of the gigantic struggle we have

witnessed, I am filled with conviction that the interests of humanity would be best served if the United States

remained true to its traditions, true to God whom it pretends to believe, and kept out of "entangling alliances."

Situated as it is, geographically remote from the theaters of impending conflicts, without incentive to

territorial aggrandizement, with inexhaustible resources and immense population thoroughly imbued with the

spirit of liberty and right, this country is placed in a unique and privileged position. It is thus able to exert,

independently, its colossal strength and moral force to the benefit of all, more judiciously and effectively,

I have dwelt on the circumstances of my early life and told of an affliction which compelled me to

unremitting exercise of imagination and selfobservation. This mental activity, at first involuntary under the

pressure of illness and suffering, gradually became second nature and led me finally to recognize that I was

but an automaton devoid of free will in thought and action and merely responsible to the forces of the

environment. Our bodies are of such complexity of structure, the motions we perform are so numerous and

involved and the external impressions on our sense organs to such a degree delicate and elusive, that it is hard

for the average person to grasp this fact. Yet nothing is more convincing to the trained investigator than the

mechanistic theory of life which had been, in a measure, understood and propounded by Descartes three

hundred years ago. In his time many important functions of our organisms were unknown and especially with

respect to the nature of light and the construction and operation of the eye, philosophers were in the dark.

In recent years the progress of scientific research in these fields has been such as to leave no room for a doubt

in regard to this view on which many works have been published. One of its ablest and most eloquent

exponents is, perhaps, Felix le Dantec, formerly assistant of Pasteur. Professor Jacques Loeb has performed

remarkable experiments in heliotropism, clearly establishing the controlling power of light in lower forms of

organisms and his latest book, Forced Movements, is revelatory. But while men of science accept this theory

simply as any other that is recognized, to me it is a truth which I hourly demonstrate by every act and thought

of mine. The consciousness of the external impression prompting me to any kind of exertion, physical or

mental, is ever present in my mind. Only on very rare occasions, when I was in a state of exceptional

concentration, have I found difficulty in locating the original impulse. The by far greater number of human

beings are never aware of what is passing around and within them and millions fall victims of disease and die

prematurely just on this account. The commonest, everyday occurrences appear to them mysterious and

inexplicable. One may feel a sudden wave of sadness and rack his brain for an explanation, when he might

have noticed that it was caused by a cloud cutting off the rays of the sun. He may see the image of a friend

dear to him under conditions which he construes as very peculiar, when only shortly before he has passed him

in the street or seen his photograph somewhere. When he loses a collar button, he fusses and swears for an

hour, being unable to visualize his previous actions and locate the object directly. Deficient observation is

merely a form of ignorance and responsible for the many morbid notions and foolish ideas prevailing. There

is not more than one out of every ten persons who does not believe in telepathy and other psychic

manifestations, spiritualism and communion with the dead, and who would refuse to listen to willing or

Just to illustrate how deeply rooted this tendency has become even among the clearheaded American

population, I may mention a comical incident. Shortly before the war, when the exhibition of my turbines in

this city elicited widespread comment in the technical papers, I anticipated that there would be a scramble

among manufacturers to get hold of the invention and I had particular designs on that man from Detroit who

has an uncanny faculty for accumulating millions. So confident was I, that he would turn up some day, that I

declared this as certain to my secretary and assistants. Sure enough, one fine morning a body of engineers

from the Ford Motor Company presented themselves with the request of discussing with me an important

project. "Didn't I tell you?," I remarked triumphantly to my employees, and one of them said, "You are

As soon as these hardheaded men were seated, I of course, immediately began to extol the wonderful

features of my turbine, when the spokesman interrupted me and said, "We know all about this, but we are on

a special errand. We have formed a psychological society for the investigation of psychic phenomena and we

want you to join us in this undertaking." I suppose these engineers never knew how near they came to being

Ever since I was told by some of the greatest men of the time, leaders in science whose names are immortal,

that I am possessed of an unusual mind, I bent all my thinking faculties on the solution of great problems

regardless of sacrifice. For many years I endeavored to solve the enigma of death, and watched eagerly for

every kind of spiritual indication. But only once in the course of my existence have I had an experience

which momentarily impressed me as supernatural. It was at the time of my mother's death.

I had become completely exhausted by pain and long vigilance, and one night was carried to a building about

two blocks from our home. As I lay helpless there, I thought that if my mother died while I was away from

her bedside, she would surely give me a sign. Two or three months before, I was in London in company with

my late friend, Sir William Crookes, when spiritualism was discussed and I was under the full sway of these

thoughts. I might not have paid attention to other men, but was susceptible to his arguments as it was his

epochal work on radiant matter, which I had read as a student, that made me embrace the electrical career. I

reflected that the conditions for a look into the beyond were most favorable, for my mother was a woman of

genius and particularly excelling in the powers of intuition. During the whole night every fiber in my brain

was strained in expectancy, but nothing happened until early in the morning, when I fell in a sleep, or perhaps

a swoon, and saw a cloud carrying angelic figures of marvelous beauty, one of whom gazed upon me

lovingly and gradually assumed the features of my mother. The appearance slowly floated across the room

and vanished, and I was awakened by an indescribably sweet song of many voices. In that instant a certitude,

which no words can express, came upon me that my mother had just died. And that was true. I was unable to

understand the tremendous weight of the painful knowledge I received in advance, and wrote a letter to Sir

William Crookes while still under the domination of these impressions and in poor bodily health. When I

recovered, I sought for a long time the external cause of this strange manifestation and, to my great relief, I

I had seen the painting of a celebrated artist, representing allegorically one of the seasons in the form of a

cloud with a group of angels which seemed to actually float in the air, and this had struck me forcefully. It

was exactly the same that appeared in my dream, with the exception of my mother's likeness. The music

came from the choir in the church nearby at the early mass of Easter morning, explaining everything

This occurred long ago, and I have never had the faintest reason since to change my views on psychical and

spiritual phenomena, for which there is no foundation. The belief in these is the natural outgrowth of

intellectual development. Religious dogmas are no longer accepted in their orthodox meaning, but every

We all must have an ideal to govern our conduct and insure contentment, but it is immaterial whether it be

one of creed, art, science, or anything else, so long as it fulfills the function of a dematerializing force. It is

essential to the peaceful existence of humanity as a whole that one common conception should prevail. While

I have failed to obtain any evidence in support of the contentions of psychologists and spiritualists, I have

proved to my complete satisfaction the automatism of life, not only through continuous observations of

individual actions, but even more conclusively through certain generalizations. these amount to a discovery

which I consider of the greatest moment to human society, and on which I shall briefly dwell.

I got the first inkling of this astonishing truth when I was still a very young man, but for many years I

interpreted what I noted simply as coincidences. Namely, whenever either myself or a person to whom I was

attached, or a cause to which I was devoted, was hurt by others in a particular way, which might be best

popularly characterized as the most unfair imaginable, I experienced a singular and undefinable pain which,

for the want of a better term, I have qualified as "cosmic" and shortly thereafter, and invariably, those who

had inflicted it came to grief. After many such cases I confided this to a number of friends, who had the

opportunity to convince themselves of the theory of which I have gradually formulated and which may be

stated in the following few words: Our bodies are of similar construction and exposed to the same external

forces. This results in likeness of response and concordance of the general activities on which all our social

and other rules and laws are based. We are automata entirely controlled by the forces of the medium, being

tossed about like corks on the surface of the water, but mistaking the resultant of the impulses from the

outside for the free will. The movements and other actions we perform are always life preservative and

though seemingly quite independent from one another, we are connected by invisible links. So long as the

organism is in perfect order, it responds accurately to the agents that prompt it, but the moment that there is

Everybody understands, of course, that if one becomes deaf, has his eyes weakened, or his limbs injured, the

chances for his continued existence are lessened. But this is also true, and perhaps more so, of certain defects

in the brain which drive the automaton, more or less, of that vital quality and cause it to rush into destruction.

A very sensitive and observant being, with his highly developed mechanism all intact, and acting with

precision in obedience to the changing conditions of the environment, is endowed with a transcending

mechanical sense, enabling him to evade perils too subtle to be directly perceived. When he comes in contact

with others whose controlling organs are radically faulty, that sense asserts itself and he feels the "cosmic"

The truth of this has been borne out in hundreds of instances and I am inviting other students of nature to

devote attention to this subject, believing that through combined systematic effort, results of incalculable

value to the world will be attained. The idea of constructing an automaton, to bear out my theory, presented

itself to me early, but I did not begin active work until 1895, when I started my wireless investigations.

During the succeeding two or three years, a number of automatic mechanisms, to be actuated from a distance,

In 1896, however, I designed a complete machine capable of a multitude of operations, but the consummation

This machine was illustrated and described in my article in the Century Magazine of June, 1900; and other

periodicals of that time and when first shown in the beginning of 1898, it created a sensation such as no other

invention of mine has ever produced. In November, 1898, a basic patent on the novel art was granted to me,

but only after the examinerinchief had come to New York and witnessed the performance, for what I

claimed seemed unbelievable. I remember that when later I called on an official in Washington, with a view

of offering the invention to the Government, he burst out in laughter upon my telling him what I had

accomplished. Nobody thought then that there was the faintest prospect of perfecting such a device. It is

unfortunate that in this patent, following the advice of my attorneys, I indicated the control as being affected

through the medium of a single circuit and a wellknown form of detector, for the reason that I had not yet

secured protection on my methods and apparatus for individualization. As a matter of fact, my boats were

controlled through the joint action of several circuits and interference of every kind was excluded.

Most generally, I employed receiving circuits in the form of loops, including condensers, because the

discharges of my hightension transmitter ionized the air in the (laboratory) so that even a very small aerial

Just to give an idea, I found, for instance, that a bulb twelve inches in diameter, highly exhausted, and with

one single terminal to which a short wire was attached, would deliver well on to one thousand successive

flashes before all charge of the air in the laboratory was neutralized. The loop form of receiver was not

sensitive to such a disturbance and it is curious to note that it is becoming popular at this late date. In reality,

it collects much less energy than the aerials or a long grounded wire, but it so happens that it does away with

In demonstrating my invention before audiences, the visitors were requested to ask questions, however

involved, and the automaton would answer them by signs. This was considered magic at the time, but was

extremely simple, for it was myself who gave the replies by means of the device.

At the same period, another larger telautomatic boat was constructed, a photograph of which was shown in

the October 1919 number of the Electrical Experimenter. It was controlled by loops, having several turns

placed in the hull, which was made entirely watertight and capable of submergence. The apparatus was

similar to that used in the first with the exception of certain special features I introduced as, for example,

incandescent lamps which afforded a visible evidence of the proper functioning of the machine. These

automata, controlled within the range of vision of the operator, were, however, the first and rather crude steps

The next logical improvement was its application to automatic mechanisms beyond the limits of vision and at

great distances from the center of control, and I have ever since advocated their employment as instruments

of warfare in preference to guns. The importance of this now seems to be recognized, if I am to judge from

casual announcements through the press, of achievements which are said to be extraordinary but contain no

merit of novelty, whatever. In an imperfect manner it is practicable, with the existing wireless plants, to

launch an aeroplane, have it follow a certain approximate course, and perform some operation at a distance of

many hundreds of miles. A machine of this kind can also be mechanically controlled in several ways and I

have no doubt that it may prove of some usefulness in war. But there are to my best knowledge, no

instrumentalities in existence today with which such an object could be accomplished in a precise manner. I

have devoted years of study to this matter and have evolved means, making such and greater wonders easily

As stated on a previous occasion, when I was a student at college I conceived a flying machine quite unlike

the present ones. The underlying principle was sound, but could not be carried into practice for want of a

primemover of sufficiently great activity. In recent years, I have successfully solved this problem and am

now planning aerial machines *devoid of sustaining planes, ailerons, propellers, and other external*

attachments, which will be capable of immense speeds and are very likely to furnish powerful arguments for

peace in the near future. Such a machine, sustained and propelled *entirely by reaction*, is shown on one of

the pages of my lectures, and is supposed to be controlled either mechanically, or by wireless energy. By

installing proper plants, it will be practicable to *project a missile of this kind into the air and drop it* almost

But we are not going to stop at this. Telautomats will be ultimately produced, capable of acting as if

possessed of their own intelligence, and their advent will create a revolution. As early as 1898, I proposed to

representatives of a large manufacturing concern the construction and public exhibition of an automobile

carriage which, left to itself, would perform a great variety of operations involving something akin to

judgment. But my proposal was deemed chimerical at the time and nothing came of it.

At present, many of the ablest minds are trying to devise expedients for preventing a repetition of the awful

conflict which is only theoretically ended and the duration and main issues of which I have correctly

predicted in an article printed in the Sun of December 20, 1914. The proposed League is not a remedy but, on

the contrary, in the opinion of a number of competent men, may bring about results just the opposite.

It is particularly regrettable that a punitive policy was adopted in framing the terms of peace, because a few

years hence, it will be possible for nations to fight without armies, ships or guns, by weapons far more

terrible, to the destructive action and range of which there is virtually no limit. Any city, at a distance,

whatsoever, from the enemy, can be destroyed by him and no power on earth can stop him from doing so. If

we want to avert an impending calamity and a state of things which may transform the globe into an inferno,

we should push the development of flying machines and wireless transmission of energy without an instant's