HIGH
SPEED WITH HIGH LIFE By Norris Chambers High Life vapors are very poisonous. The bottle had a skull and crossbones on the label! It was also very flammable and the gas formed by burning was even more deadly than the natural fumes. In later years I found out that the real name for High Life is carbon disulfide and that it was called High Life because when it was first introduced for fumigation and insect control the trade name was High Life. When I was in the eighth grade in school our general science teacher performed an interesting experiment with the liquid. We were studying evaporation and the absorption of heat during that process. He poured a small amount of water on a table then placed a small metal lid over it. He then put a little bit of High Life in the lid and had everyone stay away from the area for a few minutes. The rapid evaporation of the liquid caused the water to freeze and the lid to stick to the table. From this experiment I surmised that extreme cold from the evaporation was what caused such intense pain as it pentrated the insulating hair of animals. I found out another thing about it the next year when I was in the ninth grade. I was riding a horse to school and passed a house on the way that had a very belligerent dog. It would come running out barking and growling and would get the horse upset. Riding an upset horse is not a good practice. I would try to outrun the dog, but it wasn’t easy to do. I had to resort to outsmarting him! A dime store provided me with a nice plastic water pistol. I thought that if I filled it with High Life and gave the dog a nice squirt with it my troubles would be over. Just before starting the early morning journey to school I carefully removed the plug on the bottom and filled the reservoir with the powerful stuff. I had fashioned a nice leather holster for the pistol and intended to carry it with me on every trip. I almost laughed when I thought about how funny it would be when I took careful aim and squirted the unsuspecting dog. When we approached the danger point I slowed old Alec to a walk and got my hand ready for a quick draw. The loud-mouthed dog was on schedule and I reached for my weapon. I saw at once that something was wrong. When I stuck my trigger finger though the trigger guard I felt a cold wet surface and before I could throw it away a few drops escaped and fell on the front shoulder of the horse. Old Alec took off like a race horse and I experienced one of the wildest rides of my riding career. We had traveled almost a mile when I managed to get him under control. What I discovered was that High Life melted plastic and it had melted my new plastic pistol. I wondered what the dog thought when it had been so quickly left behind.
I wasn’t about to admit defeat. This meant a trip to the
blacksmith shop and a consultation between Monday came and my barking buddy was on schedule. Old Alec started shuffling around and acting a little skittish. I guess he remembered the nice dose of High Life from the week before. The dog was about four or five feet from us and was barking angrily. I carefully brought out my weapon and landed a full squirt of the obnoxious liquid directly in his ugly face.
If you’ve ever heard a hurt dog yelp, then you know how he
sounded as he disappeared into the brush on the east side of the road. I
could hear the pitiful sounds for a long time as we trotted along on the
way to school. I couldn’t wait to tell I took the dog disabler along for another two or three days, but I didn’t see our agitator any more. I didn’t know if he learned his lesson and decided to let us alone or if he kept running and never came back. The lesson taught here is simple. If a dog keeps barking at you, make yourself a cane squirt gun and load it properly. A word of warning! It is very dangerous stuff and the fumes should not be inhaled. But think of the fun!. .
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