This would enable Mr. Hampton to communicate
with his New York confreres through his Long Island station. The big
thing to the boys, however, was that they would be able to talk to
each other across 2,000 miles of territory. Delays in construction in
the Southwest had occurred, however, and communication between the two
stations had not yet been established when our story opens.
As the boys re-entered the station after their inspection of the
weather, Bob threw himself sprawlingly into a deep wicker chair and,
picking up a book, began idly to turn the pages. Frank went to the
table where the control apparatus was located and put on a headpiece.
For a few moments there was silence, which Frank presently shattered
with a loud cry of: "Bob. Bob. Come here."
Bob dropped his book and, leaping to his feet, strode to his chum's
side.
"What is it?"
"Put on a headpiece, Bob," said Frank in a voice of great excitement.
"I believe Jack is trying to get us."
Excited as his chum, Bob clamped a receiver on his head, while Frank
manipulated the "amplifier" and "detector" knobs on the control
apparatus.
A variety of sounds greeted the boys at first, whistles, calls, and
chattering coming to their ears.
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