The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-07-31

| say. eleven o'clock"
What time is It now"
Must be about that. now It's
after"
Again Dick felt his heart throbbing
violently when the Hertzian waves
were reconverted into sound waves
and brought the next conversation to
his ears.
Ruth, dear, how do you feel?"
Dick was tense. 1t was Jack speak.
ing.
"A little weak. Jack. But ready
TO begin again when ] get home and
quiet Mothers fears. | live on ex.
element"
We'll, | am coming over to the
house-maybe | can help you with an
alibi?-or meet you in some quiet
place where we can talk over the fu-
ture-if you get what / mean"
Dick frowned. Unconsciously Jack
was stealing his stuff.
Always ready TO try anything
once, Jack"
I'm going to do it soon. OF course,
no one has told you how beautiful
you are. I'm going TO tell you more
things about yourself than all the
psychoanalysts in Greenwich Village
or Greenwich, Connecticut, or Gretna
Green. or some placer
And he's some teller" snapped Rae
pertly.
There was another tilt verging on
when Georges voice interrupted.
Telephone. Curtis"
Jack went out. apparently, and
Georges, by the sound. must have
shut the door.
Did you get the low-down? Nor
His laugh punctuated the remark.
Yer good. The steamship. Arroyo"
has wirelessed in that she was held up
by government boat outside the
three mile limit. and searched, and that
two hundred and fifty cases were taxi
en- off. That's the report. But there
was no government boat In that vicin-
ity at the time. Eh? Now what do
you make OF that?"
There was volley OF laughter from
everybody
That was call from the garage"
came Jacks voice. THAT Garrick guy
there was a laugh, for they were
all In a stage where a pun Is as high
a form Of humor as any-"has been
hanging around. My man left. But
someone saw Garrlck in a taxi"
With Dick" This quick query
was from Ruth and bit anxious
NO. alone"
"oh. ..' Her voice died of in re.
lief
I've sent another fellow out Hope
he's in time"
Where This was from Vira.
Your place Jack seemed to pound
table. They'll give him the beating
Of his life. confound him'-mash his
face in--put him in the sheets for a
weck-may be-
Blatt'
Dick unkered and uokled and adj
justed All he go, was some fool
amateur on the same wave length.
He swore. He tried to swear over
the ether, but with III success. The
Interference was there to stay. AS Il
always is when ono is listening in on
something pretty good.
Dick was sore. But he was not sur
prlsed when he first became greatly
interested in wireless some eighteen
months before there had been per-
haps fifty thousand wireless telephone
receiving sets. a year later there had
been six hundred thousand To-day. he
knew. one authority had estimated a
million and the government had estl-
mated a million and n half In the
papers that week No. Dick was sore.
? but not surprised In fact no would
have been pleased at almost any other
time. For, even II his family were
wealthy. Dick had vlslons Of himself
some day doing better than the biggest
OF the radio firms which was dong
business at the rate OF fifty million
dollars a year. Thoughts like this had
! no place in his mind now. All hs
knew was that he was the victim oi
interference And he was sore-and
worried. too.
For the use Of ether begging the