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HARMONICA TRIVIA
• Nicknames for the harmonica: the
Harp
, the
Tin Sandwich
(Cowboy dialect), the
Mississippi Saxophone
(Blues lingo), and the
Mouth Organ
(from the German
mundharmonika
or
mundorgan
).
• Presidents Lincoln, Wilson, Coolidge, and Reagan were all harp players of varying ability. Lincoln reportedly wrote a letter to Hohner, telling how he enjoyed playing the harmonica to relax.
• The best-selling record of 1947 was “Peg O’ My Heart” by a harmonica trio called The
Harmonicats
. After the
Harmonicats
’ success, the musicians union decided to classify the harmonica as an instrument. Before that they called it a toy.
• On December 16, 1965, astronaut Wally Schirra played
Jingle Bells
on the harmonica—from Gemini Six, at an altitude of 160 miles above Earth.
• In 1986 the M. Hohner Company sold their one billionth harmonica.
• Currently, the most expensive harmonica in the Hohner catalog is a “Chord 48” (the size of a baseball bat, with hundreds of reeds). Cost: $1,500.
• More expensive, but not in the catalog: the solid gold, gemencrusted model that Hohner presented to Pope Pius XI in the 1930s.
Benjamin Franklin once wrote an essay on the possibility of waterskiing.
More random questions, with answers from the nation’s top trivia experts
.
A
BALANCED DIET
Q:
What do mosquitoes eat when people or other warm-blooded animals aren’t around?
A:
“Your first mistake is assuming that all mosquitoes bite people or other warm-blooded animals. Fact is, a large number of the world’s roughly 2,000 mosquito species prefer birds, while others dine on cold-blooded critters, such as frogs. Your second mistake (a common one) is assuming that blood is a mosquito’s food source. Actually, they eat good old-fashioned carbohydrates, found in fruits, grasses, and the nectar of flowers. So why do mosquitoes bite animals? Females need the protein and amino acids found in blood in order to form their eggs. Males have no need for blood, so they don’t bite people.” (From
The Wild File
, by Brad Wetzler)
PAYING WITH THE BAND
Q:
How do the magnetic strips on credit cards work?
A:
“The magnetic strips on the backs of credit cards consist of tiny particles of iron-based ferric oxide. A coating of these particles is bonded to a thin plastic base. They can be magnetized in a northern or southern direction, corresponding to the ones and zeros of binary computer programming. The tape that holds the magnetized particles is similar to cassette recording tape.
“Like recording tape, the magnetic strip will have tracks, but the tracks don’t play music—they contain information such as a valid card number, expiration date, credit limit, and whether that limit has been reached.” (From
Popular Science
magazine)
THE OUTER LIMITS
Q:
Does the fourth spatial dimension really exist?
A:
“That depends on what you mean by ‘space.’ There are only three dimensions to our everyday, commonsense kind of ‘space,’ the ‘space’ we can perceive and move in. But physicists have developed persuasive theories using an extra
six
spatial dimensions. These higher dimensions are curled up into tiny circles, or similar closed surfaces. This curling up of dimensions is like our observing, say, a piece of string from a distance and seeing it as a line, then moving closer and observing that it actually has an extra, circular dimension. If we could observe any point (say a subatomic particle) at a large enough magnification, we would similarly see that it is not a point, but has further dimensions in unexplored directions.” (From
The Best Ever Queries
, by Joseph Harker)
Marine turtles rid their bodies of excess salt by weeping.
THE VISION THING
Q:
How do antifogging treatments for mirrors and eyeglasses work?
A:
“They force the tiny droplets of water that make up fog to merge into a transparent sheet. An antifogging agent is sprayed on as liquid, and when it dries, it forms a clear film. Normally, water beads up, but with the film, the beads run together. The water is still there, but you can see through it. Such agents are called
surfactants
—chemicals that lower the surface tension of the liquid with which they are in contact, in this case water.
“A low-cost emergency substitute is potato juice. In research on land mine removal, potato juice was tested for use in poor countries to keep blast-protection visors from fogging up. It performed as well as some brand-name products.” (From
The N.Y. Times Second Book of Science Questions and Answers
, by Claiborne Ray)
MAKES CENTS
Q:
Why do dimes, quarters, and half-dollars have notched edges, while pennies and nickels do not?
A:
“The U.S. Mint began putting notches on gold and silver coins to discourage people from shaving small quantities of the precious metals off the edges. At one point the shaving problem was so bad that merchants refused to accept coins without weighing them to determine their true value. Notching corrected the problem since any attempt to shave a notched coin could be easily detected.
“Dimes, quarters, and half-dollars were notched because they contained silver. There was no need to notch pennies and nickels—the metals they contained were not valuable enough to make shaving worth the effort.” (From
Ever Wonder Why?
, by Douglas Smith)
Tough to swallow: Tibetans drink a tea made of salted rancid yak butter.
Few people know about the
Sultana,
despite the fact that it suffered the worst maritime disaster in U.S. history. For some reason, it is almost completely ignored by history books. Here’s the tragic story
.
H
EADING HOME
The Civil War was finally over. It was April 1865, General Robert E. Lee had surrendered; Abraham Lincoln had been shot; and Confederate president Jefferson Davis had been captured. After four years of bloodshed, the war-torn nation was ready to start the process of healing and rebuilding. The first order of business was to get the weary troops home.
Captured Union soldiers were being released from Confederate prison camps. Thousands amassed along the Mississippi River seeking passage on one of the many steamships making their way upriver to the north.
One such riverboat was the
Sultana
, a state-of-the-art side-wheeler that had been built for transporting cotton. But now her cargo was people. By law, she was allowed to carry 376 passengers and a crew of 85, and the ship’s captain and owner, J. C. Mason, had a reputation as a careful river pilot. But in the end, the money he stood to make from the Union government for transporting extra troops was too tempting to pass up: $5 for each enlisted man and $10 per officer.
A SETUP FOR DISASTER
The
Sultana
left New Orleans on April 21 carrying a small number of passengers, about 100, and headed north. Each time she stopped, though, the ship took on more troops. The men who boarded were weak, tired, and homesick. After spending months or even years in brutal prison camps, the only thing they wanted to do was get back to their families.
On April 24, the
Sultana
made her regular stop in Vicksburg, Mississippi, to take on more passengers. Captain Mason docked the ship to find thousands of soldiers waiting there. Under normal circumstances, the ship would have made a brief stop, allowed the prescribed number of passengers to board, and then departed. But one of the ship’s three main steam boilers had sprung a leak and needed to be repaired.
A soda can can hold 90 pounds per square inch of pressure… 3 times as much as a car tire.
First of all, Captain Mason made the decision to have a piece of metal welded over the leak to reinforce it (which took less than a day) instead of having the boiler replaced (which would have taken three days). While the boiler was being repaired, the waiting soldiers did everything they could to muscle their way onto the ship. Bribes were paid, and more and more men packed on. When the repairs were completed, Mason was eager to get underway, so he broke another rule. He let all of the passengers get onboard before their names were logged in. Result: The ship was overloaded and no one on shore had a complete or accurate copy of the passenger list.
When an Army officer raised his concerns, Mason assured him that the
Sultana
was a competent vessel that could more than carry the load. “Take good care of those men,” the officer told him. “They are deserving of it.”
THE MIGHTY MISS
Four years of war had been hard on the series of levees and dikes that control the flow of the Mississippi River. The spring of 1865 saw heavy rains, which, combined with winter snowmelt, caused the river to rise to flood stage. By April it was several miles wide and the icy current was much stronger than usual.
But the
Sultana
was solid and Captain Mason an able river man. As the ship trudged slowly upriver, she made a few more scheduled stops, picking up even more men at each one. The huddled passengers filled every bit of space on the 260-foot-long vessel—the bottom hull, the lower decks, the cabins, the pilothouse, and the hurricane deck on top. Yet even though the soldiers were tired and packed in like sardines, their spirits were high. They sang songs, told war stories, and shared their plans for when they finally got home…unaware of the disaster to come.
On the cool night of April 26, 1865, the S
ultana
disembarked from Memphis around midnight, carrying an estimated 2,300 people—six times its capacity. There were only two lifeboats and 76 life preservers onboard.
Twenty-four people have traveled to the moon, but only 12 got to land on the surface and walk around. (Or did they? See
page 278
.)
HELL AND HIGH WATER
At around 2 a.m., the overloaded
Sultana
had made it nine miles north of Memphis when her weakened boiler could take no more. It exploded. The other two boilers went in quick succession.
The tremendous blast split the ship in two. Burning-hot coals shot out like bullets. The horrified passengers were jarred awake, some sent hurtling through the air into the icy water, others scalded by the tremendous blast of steam. Still others were trapped on the lower decks to either suffocate, burn, or drown. The men on the top decks had a choice—albeit a dismal one: stay and face the spreading flames or try to swim to shore, more than a mile away in either direction.
One survivor remembered, “The men who were afraid to take to the water could be seen clinging to the sides of the bow of the boat until they were singed off like flies.” Others who had waited too long on the hurricane deck were crushed when the two large smokestacks collapsed on them. Others slid down into the hottest part of the fire when the burning deck gave way.
Shrieks and screams pierced the night, as did the crackling of flames and the booms of small explosions. But loudest of all was the hissing sound as sections of the flaming steamboat sank into the water. Another survivor described it like this:
The whole heavens seemed to be lighted up by the conflagration. Hundreds of my comrades were fastened down by the timbers of the decks and had to burn while the water seemed to be one solid mass of human beings struggling with the waves.
What was left of the
Sultana
drifted downstream until finally banking on a small island in the middle of the Mississippi River. The ship’s broken, burning body then slowly disappeared into the dark water.
DAWN OF THE DEAD
As first light rose on the river, the devastation was overwhelming. Hundreds upon hundreds of bodies were floating down the Mississippi. Dotted between the corpses were dazed survivors floating on makeshift rafts of driftwood and ship parts. Some sang marching songs to keep their spirits up. Others just floated silently among the carnage.
All the way to Memphis, men—alive and dead—were washing up onshore. Barges and other steamships were dispatched for search and rescue. At least 500 men were treated at Memphis hospitals; 200 of them died there. Because the passenger list went down with the ship, no one knows for sure how many lives were lost that night, but most estimates put the number around 1,700—including Captain Mason.
INTO THE DUSTBIN OF HISTORY
So why is the
Sultana
disaster such an unknown part of U.S. history? Mostly because of timing. After the bloodiest war in U.S. history, the nation was largely desensitized to death. What was another 1,700 in the wake of hundreds of thousands of casualties? The newspapers were full of articles about the end of the war, a new presidency, and a nation rebuilding. On the day before the disaster, the last Confederate army had surrendered and John Wilkes Booth had been captured. The story of the sinking of the
Sultana
was relegated to the back pages.
Another reason for the minimal coverage was that it was an embarrassing story. A lot of people—from the ship’s captain to the army officers in charge of boarding—had failed miserably at their jobs. The Army was not anxious to publicize such a horrible dereliction of duty.
But the fact remains that the explosion and sinking of the
Sultana
was—and still is—the worst maritime disaster in U.S. history. Her bow is still lying on the muddy bottom of the Mississippi River as a sad memorial to the men who never made it home.