The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-10-27

| typewrite it and hang it here, and l
will put the telegraph letters opposite.
so any one of US can pull the right one
by referring to it,
Mr.. Storer thought the idea excellent,
and approved my list when it was conl-
| pleted, merely adding to it:
six dots-All hands double quick to
engineers office"
How useful our new whistle proved!
The works were huge and shadowy
and full of hooks and corners, and a
search for man was sometimes a
matter of hours, but when the whistle
spoke its voice echoed far and wide
across the salt river, on the shore of
which, desolate and alone, stood the
long, smoke grirned buildings Of the
south station.
Kate was delighted at my telegraphic
lore, and wished to learn it at once.
You told me you didn't know any
thing to teach me-" she said. you
might have been teaching me the
Morse alphabet. Do it now"
"Why. what good will it do you,
child? learned telegraphy nine years
ago, and then took up bookkeeping,
and never put it to one cents worth OF
practical use till this very day
And isn't that quite enough?' re-
joined Kate. 81 should be glad if I
could do as much with anything I had
learned. Why, you could call every
single man in the works with two
letter combination, couldn't you:'
Il suppose So" said, absently. "See
here, Kate, believe could teach you
telegraphy down here. after all. I
have little instrument at home, and
Mr.. Dale could fix us up battery if
Mr.. Storer is willing. He has every
thing in the laboratory. Well ask
him."
Mr.. storer. on application, proved
perfectly willing. He knew almost
everything himself, it seemed to me,
and he appreciated the desire Of other
people to learn things. He superin-
tended the construction of the battery
with the liveliest interest, and then as
tonished me beyond measure by sitting
down to the keyboard when it got into
running order and clicking off nonchal-
anly on the sounder.
"Well, how is it? All right:''
And to our CALCULATIONS he said, with
twinkle in his eyes as he hurried off
to some construction work, Il was
stranded down in Mexico once. and had
to work my way home. I tried tele-
graphing"
did you ever see such cosmopo-
lite?" asked Kate, as he hurried away.
Austria, Russia. China. California and
now Mexico! The other day. in that
consultation. you know, the New York
man said, Where did you get that idea
of the roof arch? That seems an eX-
cellent thing oh, that's little point
got in Hungary said Mr.. Storer. in
an everyday voice, and went on talk
ing. Shall I know half as much when
I'm his age?
You will if your present thirst for
knowledge holds good" I laughed.
"Well, now, get your chair, ard I'll
teach you the alphabet by sound. Oh,
what fun this is"'
We certainly did have good times at
the south station.
One winter evening - it was pay
night, ard Mr.. Storer had gone up
town with the pay roll-we sat at
work, Kate in the outer office. which
was separated by wrought iron lat
ticework from the inner one. where
was busy Strengthening out the books
for the last month.
The chemists were in the works, get
ting bottlefulS Of nauseating gas stuffS
for analysis; the craftsmen and assist.
ant engineers had strayed afar, bound
on various errands. We had the up
per floor quite to ourselves.
1t was a cold night and growing
dark. Down below, at the office ell
! trance, I could see, even through the
dark, the white linen cuffs and hoods
that cleaned against the sombre at
tire of two Catholic sisters. 1t was
their custom to appear promptly at the
works on pay nights. and to stand mod
estly and silently, with downcast eyes,
at the gates, to receive offerings from
the workmen as they passed out In
line, opening their yellow pay envel-
opes.
1t was cold and growing colder, but
the sisters stood there patient, notion
less. The paEmaster was late, l
thought. as looked at the clock. Sud-
| denly I became aware, through the
monotonous click of Kate's typewriter,
of sort of repetition in the sound
My ear, trained to the spacings Of the
telegraph alphabet, spelled out over
and over the word, ELLA! Ellav'-my
own name.
| I looked out with smile, about to
make some amused comment on Hates
discovery that the typewriter key
made an excellent substitute for the
key Of telegraph sounder.
But something strained and unusual