CHAPTER I

THE CRONIES

"Come along, Bill; we'll have to get there, or we won't hear the first

of it. Mr. Gray said it would begin promptly at three."

"I'm doing my best, Gus. This crutch----"

"I know. Climb aboard, old scout, and we'll go along faster." The first

speaker, a lad of fifteen, large for his age, fair-haired, though as

brown as a berry and athletic in all his easy, deliberate yet energetic

movements, turned to the one he had called Bill, a boy of about his own

age, or a little older, but altogether opposite in appearance, for he

was undersized, dark-haired, black-eyed, and though a life-long cripple

with a twisted knee, as quick and nervous in action as the limitations

of his physical strength and his ever-present crutch permitted.

In another moment, despite the protests of generous consideration for

his chum's strenuous offer, William Brown was heaved up on the broad

back of Augustus Grier and the two cronies thus progressed quite rapidly

for a full quarter of a mile through the residential section of

Fairview. Not until the pair arrived at the entrance of one of the

outlying cottages did husky Gus cease to be the beast of burden, though

he was greatly tempted to turn into a charging war horse when one of a

group of urchins on a street corner shouted:

"Look at the monkey on a mule!"

Gus cared nothing for taunts and slurs against himself, but he deeply

resented any suggestion of insult aimed at his crippled friend. However,

although Bill could not defend his reputation with his fists, a method

which most appealed to Gus, the lame boy had often proved that he had a

native wit and a tongue that could give as good as was ever given him.

"Here we are, Gus, and how can I ever get square with you?" Bill said,

his crutch and loot thumping the steps as the boys gained the doorway.

In answer to the bell, a sweet-faced lady opened the door, greeted the

boys by name and ushered them into a book-lined study where already

several other boys and girls of about the same age were gathered about

their school teacher.

Professor James B. Gray, although this was vacation time, was the sort

of man who got real and continued pleasure out of instruction,

especially concerning his hobbies. Thus his advanced classes, here

represented, had come into much additional knowledge regarding the

microscope and the stereopticon and had also greatly enjoyed the

Professor's moving-picture apparatus devoted to serious subjects. The

latest wonder, and one worthy of intense interest, was a newly installed

radio receiver.

"Come in, come in, David and Jonathan,--I mean William and Augustus!"

greeted Professor Gray. "Find chairs, boys. I'm glad you've come. Now,

then, exactly in nine minutes the lecture starts and it will interest

you. The announcement, as sent out yesterday, makes the subject the life

and labors of the great scientist and inventor, Thomas Alva Edison, and

it begins with his boyhood. Don't you think that a fitting subject upon

an occasion where electricity is the chief factor? But before the time

is up, let me say a few words concerning our little boxed instrument

here, out of which will come the words we hope to hear. Some of you, I

think, have become pretty familiar with this subject, but for those who

have not given much attention to radio, I will briefly outline the

principles upon which these sounds we shall hear are made possible.

"It would seem that our earth and atmosphere," continued the Professor,

"and all of the universe, probably, is surcharged with electrical energy

that may be readily set in motion through the mechanical vibrations of a

sensitive diaphragm much as when one speaks into a telephone. This

motion is transmitted in waves of varying intensity and frequency which

are sent into space by the mechanism of the broadcasting station, which

consists of a sound conducting apparatus induced by strong electrical

currents from generators or batteries and extensive aërial or antennas

wires high in the air. Thus sound is converted into waves, and the

receiving station, as you see here, with its aërial on the roof, its

detector, its 'phone and its tuner, gets these waves and turns them

again into sound. That is the outline of the thing, which you will

understand better 'after' than 'before using.'

"The technical construction of the radio receiving set is neither

difficult nor expensive; it is described fully in several books on the

subject and I shall be glad to give any of you hints on the making and

the operation of a receiving set. The 'phone receivers and the crystal

detector will have to be purchased as well as some of the accessories,

such as the copper wire, pulleys, battery, switches, binding posts, the

buzzer tester and so forth. With proper tools and much ingenuity some of

these appliances may be home-made.

"The making of the tuner, the wiring, the aërial and the assembling are

all technicalities that may be mastered by a careful study of the

subject and the result will be a simple and inexpensive set having a

limited range. With more highly perfected appliances, as a vacuum, or

audion tube, and an aërial elevated from sixty to over a hundred feet,

you may receive radio energy thousands of miles away.

"Now, this talk we are about to hear comes to us from the broadcasting

station WUK at Wilmerding, a distance of three hundred miles, and this

outfit of mine is such as to get the words loudly and clearly enough to

be audible through a horn. The talks are in series; there have been

three on modern poets, two on the history of great railroad systems and

now this will be the first of several on great inventors, beginning with

Edison, in four parts. The next will be on Friday and I want you all to

be here. Time is up; there will be a preliminary-ah, there it is: a

cornet solo by Drake."

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