The Boys of the Wireless; Or, A Stirring Rescue from the Deep
The Boys of the Wireless; Or, A Stirring Rescue from the Deep
By Frank V. Webster
1 Apr, 2020
“What’s that new-fangled thing on the blasted oak, Tom?”
“That, Ben, is a wireless.”
“Oh, you don’t say so!”
“Or, rather the start of one.”
“Say, you aren’t original or ambitious or anything like that, are you?”
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“What’s that new-fangled thing on the blasted oak, Tom?”
“That, Ben, is a wireless.”
“Oh, you don’t say so!”
“Or, rather the start of one.”
“Say, you aren’t original or ambitious or anything like that, are you?”
The speaker, Ben Dixon, bestowed a look of admiration and interest on the chum he liked best of all in the world, Tom Barnes.
Tom was reckoned a genius in the little community in which he lived. He had the record of “always being up to something.” In the present instance he had been up a tree, it seemed. From “the new-fangled thing” Ben had discovered in passing the familiar landmark, the blasted oak, wires, and rods ran up to quite a height, showing that someone had done some climbing. Less