Archibald Williams, The Romance of Modern Mechanism
“ The machine, which towers thirty feet into the air and completely dwarfs the attendant, who has it as thoroughly under control as if it were a small file, bites great shining strips forty feet long, maybe, off the surface of the passive metal, and leaves a series of grooves as truly parallel as the art of man can make them. There is no fuss, no sticking, no stop, no noise; the force [71] of electricity or steam, transmitted through wonderfully cut and arranged gear-wheels, is irresistible. ”
