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Chapman, Allen [pseud.]

"Or Winning the Ferberton Prize"


Mrs. Layton looked a trifle guilty. "I never thought you'd get it
working so soon nor so perfectly," she confessed. "But now that you
have, I certainly congratulate you."
They all listened for some time for something else to come in over
the aerial, but apparently the concert was over, for they could hear
nothing but a confused murmur, with here and there some fragment of
a sentence coming out clear above the general confusion. This was
probably due to the sending being so distant as to be almost beyond
their range. Just before supper time they heard a message from a ship
at sea, and Joe, Herb, and Jimmy could hardly tear themselves away
to go home to supper. They finally got started, however, promising
to return as soon as they could after supper, so as to be in time
for the evening concert.
After they had gone, Bob called up Doctor Dale, and told him of the
successful outcome of their experiment. The minister was delighted.
"That's great work!" he exclaimed heartily. "So the set works well,
does it?"
"Yes, sir, it certainly does," said Bob. "Of course it's not as good
as yours, and we can't tune out interference very well. But it does
all that I hoped it would, and more. I wish you could get around to
hear it when you get a chance."
"I tell you what I'll do," said the doctor.


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