Creek on Fire

One would think it impossible to set a creek on fire. ButUncle Smack's shop.Try as we might, we couldn't find
that was only a minor challenge for Cousina gas chamber big enough to accommodate so large
Charley.Regular readers of this column have meta charge. Charley, genius that he was, settled on a
Charley before as a disrupter of church revivals andgiant blaze.After Uncle Smack had closed his smithy
perpetrator of floods.There is yet another escapadefor the day, Charley pried off a couple of boards and
which must be recorded lest historians doubt thewrestled the half-full drum of carbide outside. We
veracity of a tale oft told in the Boot Heel of Missouri,loaded it on my coaster wagon and hauled the cargo
the land of my childhood.Charley was a natural-borndown back alleys to the edge of town where Jimson
hell raiser -- acknowledged leader of, and inspirationCreek flowed lazily.Charley poked a hole into the
for, stripling relatives.Our Uncle Smack, a blacksmithcarbide container with a hatchet then shoved the
famous for his perpetual motion machine, had aoverturned can with his foot. Slowly at first, then with
nearly-full 50-gallon canister of carbide. He had shovedgathering momentum, the barrel lumbered into the
it into a corner when compressed acetylene becamewater. A loud hiss and swirling bubbles told us the
available for welding.Previously, he had to manufacturecarbide was converting to gas."Stand back!" Charley
his own torch gas with carbide and water in awarned. "This is going to be a hum-dinger!This was
hand-assembled tank. It was a risky process thatunnecessary advice because we compatriots in crime
made Smack nervous.When Cousin Charleyhad already advanced to the rear a considerable
discovered he could snitch a handful of carbidedistance.Casually, Charley lit a match to an oily rag he
through a loose board in the shop wall, he thought hehad brought along for the occasion, and tossed it
had discovered the mother lode.Carbide is fascinatingtoward the water bubbling and hissing
stuff. When mixed with water it emits acetylene gasmerrily.FOOMP!The explosion wasn't as loud as the
that burns with a hot, bright flame.It also makes acannon had been, but it generated enough pressure to
dandy explosive when captured in a flimsy containerrattle the windows of nearby houses.It didn't take long
or when ignited in quantity. At one time it was widelyfor a crowd to gather. All marveled at the
used for car headlights, miners' lamps and ceremonialphenomenon of Jimson Creek aflame."What in Nell is
cannons. Carbide Bombs Charley's interest, of course,it?" exclaimed Mr. Ocher, first to arrive."I can't imagine,"
lay in its sensational properties.He soon taught hisreplied Charley with a well- feigned, puzzled expression
younger followers how to construct marvelous, noisy,on his face.Fire Brigade Pretty soon, the volunteer fire
bombs. They consisted of lard cans, a cup of water,brigade raced up with its all-purpose hand-operated
and a teaspoon of carbide in a Bull Durham sack.Forpumper, tanker, and ladder wagon. The firemen stood
the modern generation, it should be explained that Bullaround for several minutes wondering what to do.How
Durham was a popular smoking tobacco once upon ado you quench a burning creek of water?It was the
time.It was sold in little cotton sacks with a yellowconsensus of those assembled that a well of natural
drawstring and a packet of cigarette papers pasted togas had erupted. That made Mr. Ocher, owner of the
the side. The combination cost only a nickel. Big-timeadjacent land, bug eyed.Mr. Galworthy, a shrewd
smokers rolled their own "coffin nails."Empty Bullbusinessman who recognized opportunity when it
Durham sacks were never carelessly tossed awaycame knocking, offered his opinion of the blaze. "Just
after the original contents went up in smoke. They hadan isolated pocket of natural gas, Ocher, but I'll give
many secondary uses.Boys kept marbles, coins, luckyyou $50 for mineral rights -- on the off chance.""Not on
charms, and other small treasures in them.Girls prizedyour tin-type," sputtered Mr. Ocher - visions of royalties
them for keeping jacks, hop-scotch markers andturning his brain into jelly.Fire Chief Vainey scratched his
shards of broken china for make-believe teahead for awhile then allowed as how the brigade might
parties.Adults had more uses for Bull Durham bagsas well do what it knew best -- squirt water on
than can be catalogued.Lard cans, likewise, werefire.The firemen sprayed the column of flame for
never discarded. They were ubiquitous storageabout 10 minutes, but with out effect."Boys," said Chief
containers because of their wide snap-on lids.Charley'sVainey after a bit, "we look pretty silly throwing water
carbide bomb was elegantly simple. A teaspoon full ofon burning water. Let it burn."No one seemed to
carbide in a Bull Durham sack - suspended by its stringwonder why Uncle Smack stood around with a big
above a cupful of water in the lard can.To set off thegrin on his face -- occasionally laughing out loud. He
device, one had only to push it over with a stick -- aknew the smell of acetylene and its attraction for
10-footer was the favored length. If you were moreCharley.The flame withered and died in a few more
daring you could run past the loaded can and kick itminutes. With it went Mr. Ocher's dreams of
over.The sudden creation of gas blew off the can lidwealth.Charley was happy, though, and could be heard
with a loud bang.We created a goodly amount ofmurmuring to himself, "Wonder where I can get some
excitement the night we helped Charley pour threemore carbide?"Lindsey Williams is a Sun columnist who
cups of carbide into the town's old Civil War Cannon,can be contacted at:Website: with several hundred of
stuff the barrel with rags and stones then pour waterLin's Editorial & At Large articles written over 40
down the touch-hole. Charley's Masterpiece Charley'syears.Also featured in its entirety is Lin's
masterpiece, however, was setting Jimson Creek ongroundbreaking book "Boldly Onward," that critically
fire.Once the cannon caper had paled, Charley decidedanalyzes and develops theories about the original
to dispose of the remaining carbide in one grandSpanish explorers of America.
gesture. There was about 25 gallons of the stuff left in