New Britain herald., 1922-07-05
The unspoken Question Which Ran
 ished Malgc's Happiness,


 ished Madge's Happiness.
 At Allen Drake's revelation, Lillian turned to me. kissed me warmly and then taking me by the shoulder held me arms length and looked a me keenly.
 800 :" she said releasing me witt little shake. That was your head ache was IL? You worked all nigh long didn't you? But for the love O Lulu, come over here and tell me how you did 1t. I'm spayined and spring halted when it comes to code solving and I'd like to know what license yo, have to jump into the ring and do , stunt like this, though your spccialt! was history so old that 1t crumbles"
 Beneath her raillery there ran motif Of loving pride in the fact hat accomplished, and I knew that my generous, big hearted friend was fal more pleased at my success than sht would have been over any similar triumph Of her own.
 That's just the trick she turned ' Allen Drake said. That inside code was based on the Sumerian syllable
 
 in half, and I'll apprise the asteroids they had me going in half circles There wasn't the slightest starting point of course, unless you recognized them, which l distinctly didn't And then the Chief here opined he'd like to have his daughter take slant at 'em. Frankly I hid an impudent smile in my sleeve, for which l beg everybody's pardon humby. But, be- lieve me, l was reduced to pulp when Mrs. Graham drifted in. took one look at 'em and decided they were cunei- form. And believe me, she turned the trick. The names and dates she sup piled fit like the paper on the wall"
 Lillian whirled on him. and l saw that his last sentence had reused some powerful emotion in her.
 Lillian Wants Facts.
 Names :" she said tensey. Names of the other camp? Let me see them" She took the paper he held out to her and scanned it closely, while all of us watched her. And when she had finished and had returned the paper l thought l detected flash of relief
 
 dreaded to find in the list some name, the absence Of which had made her breathe more easily,
 Good work v she commented. "Now let me hear all about it."
 Allen Drake waved his hand i'm pressiyely toward me, and l flushed painfully.
 Tt wasn't anything" I protested. MT. Drake had all the code involved except the missing names, and they were in this syllable writing which I happened to recognize because of having studied it with Prof. Severance And once l had the completed char acters, 1t was really very simple, al most like childs rebus. You see" I forgot my embarrassment as I saw their absorption in my explana- ton, and for the next half hour I was the center of an interested circle, while I checked up with them every step of the work l had done And when l had finished, the look of ad miration in which there was also dis tinct respect on the faces of Lillian Allen Drake and my father-the three persons who possess the keenest brains of my acquaintance was like a draught of heady wine to me.
 "Oh I'd Love to !' In my work with them before I had held the position of a humble assist ant and had the common sense to know that in many things that would still be my status. But at this mo- ment was unqualifiedly one of them, on equal terms of achieveme ent, and the knowledge thrilled me
 You may think this is ali, but it 1 isn't" Allen Drake struck in, when had finished. Mrs. Graham modest ly tries to assure you that this was flash in a pan born of her knowledge | of those old-time records. But I'm here to say that she's there four ways from the jack when it comes to head for codes. And they have to be born that way. Come, Mrs. Graham, you promise l me a slant at that [ childish nonsensical code you devised | for your own amusement. Trot it out, f please
 Without a word I pushed over to him the code l had mentioned, with | the key written out. He studied it carefully for a minute or two, then [ beckoned my father and Lillian to him. They looked over his shoulder, while apparently oblivious to my presence. he pointed out the different phases of it. Then he waved his hand . toward me with a self involuntary chuckle, of a teacher exhibiting prize pupil.
 Didn't I tell you?" he asked tri- She's natural code-ist. Hows that for a word, Chief? How about it, Mrs. Graham? Will you help me out sometimes? There isn't E