Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1922-06-29
THE TRL- WEEKLY JOURNALS
MYSTERY SERIAL
ION WINGS OF WIRELESS"
Arthur B Reeve
By Arthur B. Reev

some claws in the soft voice.
"I hear Jack and Georges down.
stairs" Rae changed the subject
automatically. ooh, here's Jack,
now. Well, Jack, what's the dirt?"
Ruth did not wait for any answer.
''Did you-?"
Eyes did, Ruth" FASTENED Jack.
SCOT a good scout to go up there to
cases as soon as the coast Is clear
say, eleven o'clock"
What time is it now?"
"Must be about that, now Its
after"
Again Dick felt his heart throb-
bling violently when the Hertzian
waves were reconverted into sound
waves and brought the next con-
versation 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 I - get
home and quiet mothers fears. T
| live on excitement"
| "Well, I 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 future, the exciting future-if
| you get what I 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 tellerI 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? MOP"
His laugh punctuated the remark
"Ver' good. The steamship AR.
royo,' 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 taken off. That s
the report. But there was no gov.
eminent boat in that vicinity at the
time. Eth? Now what do you make
of that?''
/ There was volley of laughter
from everybody.
! "That was a call from the garage
came Jacks voice. "That Garricl
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 mar
left. But someone saw Garrick ir
a taxi.
with Dick?" This quick query
was from Ruth and a bit anxious
mo, alone"
ooh. Her voice died off II
relief.
give sent another fellow out. Hope
he's in time"
'Where?" This was from Vira.
J. "Your place" Jack seemed t
pound table. They'll give him The
beating of his life, confound him..
AAStSAA AAAo AclSC put AllIIl Ill lIl'
sheets for week-maybe-"
Blatt!
Dick tinkered and tickled and ad
justed. ALI he got was some foe
amateur on the same wave length
He swore. He tried to swear over
the ether, but with ill success. The
interference was there to stay, as i
always is when one is listening in or
something pretty good.
Dick was sore. But he was moi
surprised. When he first became
greatly interested in wireless some
= eighteen months before there hat
been perhaps fifty Thousand wireless
telephone receiving sets. A year later
there had been six hundred thou
sand. Today, he knew, one authority
had estimated million and the gov
eminent had estimated a million and
= half in the papers that week. No
DICK was sore, but not surprised. In
fact, he would have been pleased al
almost any other time. For, even il
his family were wealthy, Dick had
visions of himself some day doing
better than the biggest of the radio
firms which was doing business at
the rate Of fifty million dollars a
year. Thoughts like this had NO
place in his mind now. All he knew
was that he was the victim of inter.
ference. And he was sore-and wor.
ried, too.
For the use Of the ether begging
the pardon Of Einstein and his