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Chapman, Allen [pseud.]

"Or Winning the Ferberton Prize"

There were
very few dull moments in that life."
"It doesn't sound very dull," said Bob, laughing.
"I can assure you it wasn't," said the radio expert. "But in the case
I was telling you about, our airmen brought down the fellow who had
dropped the bomb, which made us feel a little better."
"There's some interesting stuff coming in now," said Dr. Dale, who
had been listening in at the receiving set. "They're sending out news
bulletins now, and I'd advise you to listen for a bit. It's away
ahead of reading a newspaper, I assure you."
"Besides being easier on the eyes," grinned Mr. Brandon. "Let's hear
what it's all about."
Sitting at ease, they heard many important news items of the day
recorded. There was a little interference from an amateur sender,
but they finally managed to eliminate this almost entirely by
manipulation of the tuning coil.
"I know that fellow," said Brandon. "I was inspecting his outfit
just a few days ago. He's got a pretty good amateur set, too. He's
located in Cooperstown, not twenty miles from here."
"My, you must know every station in this part of the country!"
exclaimed Joe, surprised.
"It's my business to know them all," said Brandon. "And if anybody
takes a chance and tries to send without a license, it's up to me
to locate him and tell him what's what.


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