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- Ausgabe No. 1270, January 5, 1883 1
- Ausgabe No. 1271, January 12, 1883 17
- Ausgabe No. 1272, January 19, 1883 33
- Ausgabe No. 1273, January 26, 1883 49
- Ausgabe No. 1274, February 2, 1883 65
- Ausgabe No. 1275, February 9, 1883 81
- Ausgabe No. 1276, February 16, 1883 97
- Ausgabe No. 1277, February 23, 1883 113
- Ausgabe No. 1278, March 2, 1883 129
- Ausgabe No. 1279, March 9, 1883 145
- Ausgabe No. 1280, March 16, 1883 161
- Ausgabe No. 1281, March 22, 1883 177
- Ausgabe No. 1282, March 30, 1883 193
- Ausgabe No. 1283, April 6, 1883 209
- Ausgabe No. 1284, April 13, 1883 225
- Ausgabe No. 1285, April 20, 1883 241
- Ausgabe No. 1286, April 27, 1883 257
- Ausgabe No. 1287, May 4, 1883 273
- Ausgabe No. 1288, May 11, 1883 289
- Ausgabe No. 1289, May 18, 1883 305
- Ausgabe No. 1290, May 25, 1883 321
- Ausgabe No. 1291, June 1, 1883 337
- Ausgabe No. 1292, June 8, 1883 353
- Ausgabe No. 1293, June 15, 1883 369
- Ausgabe No. 1294, June 22, 1883 385
- Ausgabe No. 1295, June 29, 1883 401
- Ausgabe No. 1296, July 6, 1883 417
- Ausgabe No. 1297, July 13, 1883 433
- Ausgabe No. 1298, July 20, 1883 449
- Ausgabe No. 1299, July 27, 1883 465
- Ausgabe No. 1300, August 3, 1883 481
- Ausgabe No. 1301, August 10, 1883 497
- Ausgabe No. 1302, August 17, 1883 513
- Ausgabe No. 1303, August 24, 1883 529
- Ausgabe No. 1304, August 31, 1883 545
- Ausgabe No. 1305, September 7, 1883 561
- Ausgabe No. 1306, September 14, 1883 577
- Ausgabe No. 1307, September 21, 1883 593
- Ausgabe No. 1308, September 28, 1883 609
- Ausgabe No. 1309, October 5, 1883 625
- Ausgabe No. 1310, October 12, 1883 641
- Ausgabe No. 1311, October 19, 1883 657
- Ausgabe No. 1312, October 26, 1883 673
- Ausgabe No. 1313, November 2, 1883 689
- Ausgabe No. 1314, November 9, 1883 705
- Ausgabe No. 1315, November 16, 1883 721
- Ausgabe No. 1316, November 23, 1883 737
- Ausgabe No. 1317, November 30, 1883 753
- Ausgabe No. 1318, December 7, 1883 769
- Ausgabe No. 1319, December 14, 1883 785
- Ausgabe No. 1320, December 21, 1883 801
- Ausgabe No. 1321, December 28, 1883 817
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294 THE PHOTOGRAPHIC NEWS. [May 11, 1883. daring the inflation of the balloon. This was accepted with “Goodnight! Six o’clock in the morning—sharp, mind ! ” So we retired to rest. Sleep, however, fled from mine eyes, for the wind, always to me a disturbing element, blew with increasing violence until the small hours of the morning, and rocked my imaginings with such realistic forms, as to produce in my mind anything but soothing effects. I fancied myself just about to ascend in a balloon with the elements assuming a most threatening attitude ; and he who was to be my companion, besides being ponderous in proportion, was excitable in temperament, and oftentimes intoxicated with his own ardent love of experiment; and the knife which I knew he carried with him would, I felt sure, in a case of emergency, be put into immediate requisition by cutting away this or that rope, or making a hole in the side of the car, with the idea of changing the course of the inflated monster, which might prove the vehicle for our destruction. Shall I run the risk of humilia tion and back out ? Although conscious of these thoughts passing through my mind, it must have been that nature had so far given way as to be gently letting me glide away into dreamland, but I was suddenly brought back to full consciousness by a bouncing noise on the floor of the room. My companion I knew had been sleeping, for I had had an unmistakable evidence of the fact; but I also felt sure that some disturbing influence was at work, and that his slumbers were not peaceful. It was he who had suddenly sprang out of bed, and, to quote Artemus Ward, “ he lit alight,” and, whilst feeling for something in his pocket, he turned his eyes towards me. He thought I slept, but I saw enough to convince me that something was troubling him. He then took a chair, sat himself down by the washing table, and commenced rapidly writing away upon the marble top, and audibly muttering, “ Hundreds of thousands—all bosh ! ” I then said “Mr. H. ! ” “ Oh! Cobb,” he replied, “ I thought you were asleep; I wanted some writing paper. However, this’ll do.” “ What on earth’s the matter ? " said I. “ Oh ! ” he replied, “ I was bothered in my sleep about what So-and-so told us to-day. Let me see—800,000 negatives in twenty years makes over a hundred a day. Now what do you think of it ? The photo graphers of Brighton should be millionaires at that rate. Ha ! ha ! I’m satisfied ; I shall sleep now.” Six o’clock in the morning brought Mr. Simmons with a rat- a-tat-tat at our door, with the remark : “Henderson, you and Cobb need not come to the gas works, I think, till 9 o'clock ; it’s snowing hard, and a bitter cold morning. A poor look out for a balloon ascent. Let’s hope it will change soon.” Now I assure you there never was in this world a more genuine volunteer than was I at that moment, for I volunteered (mentally, of course) the most hearty approval and earnest thanks for this very agree able change in the programme. At 9 o’clock there were signs of an improvement in the state of the weather, and the operation of inflating forthwith commenced. Mr. Simmons had been fortunate to secure the co-operation of the Royal Naval Brigade, under the command of Captain Fry, of the well-known firm of photographers at Brighton, and to whom I had the pleasure of being introduced. Punctual to the moment previously arranged, they appeared, and this gave the scene a very animated, and I may also say important, aspect. And one could not but remark how complete was the discipline, and yet what thorough good feeling existed between commander and those under his charge. The work of inflating has now been going on some three or four hours, during which time the sun has thrown aside the leaden looking toga which had concealed his face, and is now smiling approvingly on. Orders are given to attach the car, a photo graph is taken by Mr. Spinks, a photographer at Brighton, and all is ready for the start. The first thing to be done is for the balloon to be conducted “ over the garden wall,” or rather the gas-yard wall; this being skilfully done by the Royal Naval Brigade. Here a little incident occurred of a rather ludicrous nature. During the adjustment of the ballast by Mr. Simmons’s assistant, who was being towed along in the car for that purpose, the balloon, as if conscious of the diversion it caused to its followers, performed several rapid ups and downs, just bumping the ground, and then darting up again with the swiftness of an eagle. During one of these descents, a rustic, who presumably was not watching it at the moment, was suddenly pounced upon with sufficient force to knock his hat over his eyes, and himself laid sprawling upon the ground. Fortunately he was not hurt, hut the effect was droll in the extreme to see him striving to release his head from the tight grasp of his now battered best holiday hat, and muttering sundry imprecations upon that “ darned thing of a balloon.” After a brisk walk across the downs for about half a mile, the balloon being still in the custody of the Blue Jackets, a halt was called, and we—i. e., Mr. H. and I—prepared to make the first ascent; but the wind, which had been steadily rising during the last hour, was evidently causing Mr. Simmons some anxiety, whose sympathies w re doubtless divided between the safety of his balloon audits occupants ; however, amidst the cheers of the crowd which had gradually collected, we took our—no, not seats— places in the car, which seemed to me little more than double the size of a baker’s basket, and in that, besides ourselves, had to be stowed away ten bags of ballast. I won’t say it was through selfishness, or that it could have been otherwise arranged, but my companion certainly had the lion’s share of the accommo dation, and I am almost afraid that the wish took possession of me that he had had it all. Before we had time to arrange our cameras we had reached the length of tether, then immediately began a very rapid descent, and before the order to heave out ballast could be executed we had bumped, but fortunately not a hard one, or I might possibly, beneath the Jumboic weight of Mr. Henderson been made to represent the now fashionable colour of ladies’ attire—crushed strawberries—and during the next quarter of an-hour our plates were all shot off. I think it will be admitted that although the results we ob tained may lack pictorial interest, they are nevertheless far in advance of anything which has been previously done from a balloon, and are quite sufficient proof in themselves that, under anything like favourable circumstances, balloon photography is not only practicable, but comparatively easy. It is, moreover, a settled conviction in my own mind that notwithstanding gyration, it is far more easy to photograph from a free balloon than from one which is captive. The pitching and tossing of the car in which we conducted our manipulations on Easter Monday will not soon be forgotten by us, and I, for one, have fully made up my mind never again to attempt them under similar circumstances. It was in one respect a source of regret that we expended our force so rapidly, as, contrary to our expectations, and certainly against our inclinations, we were compelled to remain aloft much longer than we had anticipated, in consequence cf our signals not being understood below. Being several miles distant from where the forces were concentrating, every ten minutes' sailing in that direction made more desirable sport for our guns ; but having no ammunition left, we had nothing to do but reconnoitre. Now I cannot help thinking that if ever aerial navigation is to become of any practical value, it must be in connection with photography, and although until some system shall have been discovered which shall render the course and speed of the balloon amenable to the skill of the aeronaut, it must of necessity be attended with more than ordinary danger. And even then, probably, the danger will not be averted, for I hold it to be a well substantiated fact, that the higher we rise in the scale of civilization, and the more we add to our scientific resources, the greater and the more numerous are the dangers with which we surround ourselves. After all, it is a gratifying fact that in whatever direction science advances, the value of photography asserts itself. And it may be truly said that— “ Undaunted by the intricacies of Nature’s laws. It solves the subtle mysteries of effects and cause. In every phase of science it registers its part, And tutors well the genius in the high domains of art. It traverses the hidden paths of boundless space, And holds the planetary systems in its own embrace ; Brings the invisible to light, and gives the lie To falsity of teachings and perverted theory. No limner’s pencil, though with mystic sympathies arrayed Which flashing inspiration summons to Its aid, Can prove so much, or such unerring truths supply As this noble and ennobling art, photography.” LENSES, CAMERAS, AND STANDS FOR SMALL WORK. BY F. A. BRIDGE.* A question often asked is, “ What is the best outfit for taking quarter plates ? ” and although on matters of detail possibly many may differ, there can be little doubt that with a camera expanding from 24 to 11 or 12 inches by Meagher or Hare, three or four lenses of various focal lengths by Ross and Dall- meyer, and a light firm stand, the most fastidious ought to be satisfied. Of course a lens might be provided for every inch the camera will expand; but this might be looked upon by many as not only luxurious, but unnecessary. As the title of my short • Read before the South London Photographic Society.
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