It was evident, that, at the expiration of an hour, the
pitcher, getting full, would be forced to run over, and to run over at
the mouth, which was somewhat lower than the rim. It was also evident,
that the water thus falling from a height of more than four feet,
could not do otherwise than fall upon my face, and that the sure
consequences would be, to waken me up instantaneously, even from the
soundest slumber in the world.
It was fully eleven by the time I had completed these
arrangements, and I immediately betook myself to bed, with full
confidence in the efficiency of my invention. Nor in this matter was I
disappointed. Punctually every sixty minutes was I aroused by my
trusty chronometer, when, having emptied the pitcher into the
bung-hole of the keg, and performed the duties of the condenser, I
retired again to bed. These regular interruptions to my slumber caused
me even less discomfort than I had anticipated; and when I finally
arose for the day, it was seven o'clock, and the sun had attained many
degrees above the line of my horizon.
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