It is growing very obvious to me the longer I live that there are a number of little things that we need in this world to make life more comfortable.

It does not seem to me beyond reason to think that by the use of a proper mechanism these thunderbolts that play about the heavens can be made to do errands for us.

It angers me to see so much light going to waste in the heavens from the flash of the lightning, when it might be stored up for use instead of these intolerable axle-grease dips that we are forced to use to light us on our way to bed.

I don't see why some one cannot entrap one of these bolts on a wire, just as we catch a rat in a trap, and keep it running round and round a loop, giving out its light until it is exhausted....
It would be pleasant, too, to have a kind of carriage that would go of its own power.

I cannot quite reason the thing out, but I believe that the time will come when there will be something of the sort.