On a warm summer day in early June, as an uncommon sight unfolded at the lush campus of Cambridge University, three squirrels lazily gorged on acorns from their horde upon an oak tree. The distant faint chatter became increasingly intelligible as Albert Einstein, Robert Pound and Jean Baptiste Perrin strolled briskly across the lawns looking for a shade. As they exhausted one reasoning after another under the oak tree, the magnitude of their mental exercise soon placed each in a child-like slumber.
Having had more than their fill for the day, the three squirrels hung the principles of probability by the noose, as they parted a dropping toward the forehead of each of the celebrated physicists. After a few fleeting hours, the three awakened, took a brief look at each other and cracked up uncontrollably. Suddenly though, Perrin stopped laughing. Why?
Having had more than their fill for the day, the three squirrels hung the principles of probability by the noose, as they parted a dropping toward the forehead of each of the celebrated physicists. After a few fleeting hours, the three awakened, took a brief look at each other and cracked up uncontrollably. Suddenly though, Perrin stopped laughing. Why?
