CHAPTER XX

THE WONDERFUL SCIENCE

The boys arrived at the street floor breathless but triumphant, and

started in the direction of home at so brisk a pace that poor Jimmy had

some difficulty in keeping up. He was in as much of a hurry as any of the

others, however, and by great effort managed to keep up with his

companions.

"After this, we all should be eligible to go in a walking race," laughed

Bob, as they paused a minute at his door. "Can you all get around this

evening and listen to some radio? I've got to get out some lessons this

afternoon, and I guess you have, too."

"I should say so!" exclaimed Joe. "You know how much chance we had to do

them yesterday, and I've got a good three hours' work ahead of me. I guess

I can get around this evening all right, though."

Herb and Jimmy both said that they would be on hand, and then they went

on, separating as each reached his own home.

Shortly after supper that evening they all met at the Layton home

according to appointment. As it was Sunday, they did not do any work on

their new set, but the whole Layton family gathered around the loud

speaker that evening, as a prominent preacher was to deliver a sermon by

radio, and they were all eager to hear it.

Before the sermon there was an organ recital, and they heard this

perfectly, after the boys had succeeded in tuning out one or two amateurs

who sometimes made them trouble. Of course, everybody enjoyed the recital,

and also the sermon, which was delivered in very effective style.

"This is certainly being up to date," commented Mr. Layton, when the

sermon was over. "When I was the same age as you boys, I was expected to

be in church every Sunday evening without fail. But now it does not seem

quite so necessary, when it is possible to have religious services right

in the home, as we have had them this evening. I think the Layton family

is indebted to you boys, as the chances are neither Mrs. Layton nor I

would ever have become interested in it if Bob and you hadn't introduced

us to it."

"I'll bet you never thought much of it when we first started to build an

amateur set, now did you, Dad?" accused Bob.

"As I don't see any way out of it, I suppose I'll have to confess that

you're right," laughed Mr. Layton. "But you must remember that you boys

were among the first to take up wireless in Clintonia, and at that time

nobody in town had thought anything about it. I guess we didn't realize

its possibilities."

"It was a surprise to me when that first set that you boys made really

worked," admitted Mrs. Layton. "I remember that it sounded very nice right

from the start, too."

"Yes, that was a good old set," said Bob. "It didn't satisfy us for long,

though. It was all right under favorable conditions, but you couldn't do

much tuning with it."

"Not only that, but the range was pretty limited, too," chimed in Joe.

"When I think of all the planning we had to do before we got it made, I

feel like laughing."

"It was no laughing matter then, though," said Herb. "If it hadn't worked,

we'd have been a pretty disappointed crowd."

"I'll never forget the sensation when that first music came in over our

set," said Bob. "It was certainly a grand and glorious feeling. I only

hope our new set comes up to scratch as well as that one did."

"I guess there isn't much doubt about the new set," observed Joe,

confidently. "It will just _have_ to work."

"Look out," laughed Mr. Layton. "Don't forget the old saying, that 'pride

goeth before a fall.'"

"Yes, we may have an awful bump coming to us, I suppose," said Joe. "But

we'd be awfully sore if it didn't work, after all the labor we've put on

it."

"We'll make it work, all right," predicted Bob. "Maybe not on the very

first trial, but we'll get it going in the end, I'll bet a cookie."

"I surely hope it will be all right, because I know how bad you would all

feel if it didn't," said Mrs. Layton. "I never knew boys would work so

hard at anything, just for the sake of the fun they expect to get out of

it."

"They may get a good deal more than just fun out of it," remarked Mr.

Layton, seriously. "It looks to me as though radiophony were only just

starting at present, and it seems certain that it offers a big field for

any one who has the desire and ability to take up that line of work. It

may turn out to be a fine thing for them later on."

"I suppose that's very true," said his wife, thoughtfully. "Although that

side of it never occurred to me before."

After a little further conversation, Joe, Herb, and Jimmy said good-night

and took their leave, thinking, as they walked home, of what Mr. Layton

had said. They had all entertained the same idea before, but his words had

encouraged them. Why not? Surely there must be many openings in so large

a field for bright and ambitious young fellows, and in their dreams that

night the boys had visions of fame and fortune attained through the medium

of wireless telephony.

They were discussing this the next afternoon on their way home from

school, when their speculations were brought to an abrupt end by the sight

of Larry hobbling down the street toward them as fast as he could travel

with his crutch, his face flushed and his free arm wildly waving.

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