"Maybe not," conceded Jimmy. "School isn"t so bad after you once get started, but I hate to think of settling down to the old grind after that wonderful summer at Ocean Point."
"But we"ll have the radio just the same," Joe pointed out. "That"s one of the good things about it; you can take it with you wherever you go."
"Yes, I was reading an article in one of the radio magazines a little while ago about that," said Bob. "The article was written by a trapper in the northern part of Canada. He told how he had set up his outfit in the center of a howling wilderness and had received all the latest news of the world in his shack, not to mention music of every kind. He said that the natives and Indians thought it must be magic, and were looking all over the shack for the spirit that they supposed must be talking into the headphones. That trapper was certainly a radio fan, if there ever was one, and he wrote a mighty interesting letter, too."
"I should think it would be interesting," said Herb. "I"d like to read it, if you still have it around."
Bob rummaged around in a big pile of radio magazines and finally found what he was looking for. The boys read every word of the letter, and were more than ever impressed by the wonderful possibilities of radiophony.
No longer would it be necessary for an exploring expedition to be lost sight of for months, or even years. Wedged in the Arctic ice floes, or contending with fever and savage animals in the depths of some tropical jungle, the explorers could keep in touch with the civilized world as easily as though bound on a week end fishing trip. The aeroplane soaring in the clouds far above the earth, or the submarine under the earth"s waters, could be informed and guided by it. Certainly of all the wonders of modern times, this was the most marvelous and far-reaching.
Something of all this pa.s.sed through the boys" minds as they sat in ruminative silence, thinking of the lonely man in the wilderness with his precious wireless.
"I suppose we should feel pretty lucky to be around just at this stage of the earth"s history," said Bob, thoughtfully. "We"re living in an age of wonders, and I suppose we"re so used to them that most of the time we don"t realize how wonderful they really are."
"That"s true enough, all right," agreed Joe. "When you step into an automobile these days, you don"t stop to think that a few years ago the fastest way to travel was behind old Dobbin. The old world is stepping ahead pretty lively these days, and no mistake."
"It can"t step too fast to suit me," said Herb. "Speed is what I like to see, every time."
"Oh, I don"t know," said Jimmy, lazily. "Why not take things a little easier. People had just as much fun out of life when they weren"t in such a rush about everything. I take things easy and get fat on it, while Herb is always rushing around, and it wears him down until he has the same general appearance as a five and ten cent store clothespin."
"I wouldn"t want to look like a three and nine cent store pin-cushion, anyway," said Herb, indignantly. "That"s about your style of beauty, Doughnuts."
"Well, I never expect to take any prizes in a beauty show, so that doesn"t make me mad," said Jimmy, calmly.
"If you weren"t so blamed fat, I"d have half a mind to throw you out the window, you old faker," said Herb, threateningly.
"Couldn"t do it," said Jimmy, briefly. "In the first place, I"m too heavy; and in the second place, Bob wouldn"t let you."
"I"ll bet Bob would be glad to see you thrown out. How about it, Bob?" and Herb appealed to his friend.
"I wouldn"t want you to throw him out of either of these windows,"
answered Bob, seriously. "There are valuable plants on the lawn below, and I"d hate to see them damaged. But if you want to take him out and drop him from the hall window, I"m sure n.o.body will have any objections."
"Oh, I can"t be bothered carrying him that far," said Herb. "Guess I might as well let him live a while longer, after all."
"That"s very nice of you," said Jimmy, sarcastically. "But you know you couldn"t do it, anyway. All I"d have to do would be to fall on you, Herb, and it would be curtains for little Herbert."
"I think they"re both afraid of each other, Joe," said Bob, turning to his friend. "What"s your opinion?"
"Looks that way to me, too. They remind me of a couple of cats that stand and yell at each other for an hour, and then walk off without mixing it after all."
"Well, we"re not going to go to mauling each other just to amuse you two Indians, that"s certain," said Herb. "Let"s shake hands and show the world we"re friends, Jimmy."
"Righto!" agreed his good-natured friend, and they laughingly shook hands.
"We"d better save our sc.r.a.pping for Buck Looker and his friends," said Bob. "I suppose they"ll be up to some kind of mischief as soon as we get back to school again. They seem never to learn by experience."
"They"re too foolish and conceited to learn much," observed Joe. "They probably think they know all there is to know already."
"In spite of that, we may be able to teach them a trick or two," said Herb. "But whether you fellows know it or not, it"s getting pretty late, so I think I"ll go and hit the hay. Who"s coming my way?"
"I suppose we might as well all beat it," returned Joe, rising. "If we don"t see each other to-morrow, I suppose we"ll all meet at the dear old high school on Monday morning. Three silent cheers, fellows."
"Consider them given," laughed Bob. "But we"ll have plenty of fun, too, so why mind a little hard work?"
After hunting in odd corners for their caps, the boys finally found them all and departed gayly on their way, only slightly depressed by the imminence of the fall term at high school.
CHAPTER VII
LEARNING TO SEND
"I"ve got two customers for those sets we wanted to sell," announced Bob, a few evenings later, when the radio boys had congregated at his house as usual. "It was so easy, that I"ll bet we could sell all we make, if we wanted to."
"Who"s going to buy them?" asked Joe.
"Dave Halley, who runs the barber shop near the station, wants one, and there"s a big novelty store on the next block whose owner will take the other. I promised that we"d set the outfits up and show them how to work them."
"That"s quick work, Bob," laughed Herb. "How did you come to land two customers so quickly?"
"I was getting a haircut in Dave"s shop, and he told me that he was thinking of buying a good set, but hated to spend the money. So I told him that I could sell him a good practical set for quite a little less than it would cost him in a store, and he jumped at the offer. Then he told me about Hartmann, the owner of the new variety store. Hartmann wants to get one because he thinks it will draw trade. I went to see him as soon as Dave got through telling me how much dandruff I had and how much I needed some of his patent tonic. Mr. Hartmann was a little doubtful at first about buying a home made set, but I told him if he wasn"t pleased with it he didn"t need to pay us for it and we"d take it back. That seemed to satisfy him, so he said he"d buy it. It was dead easy."
"Well, that"s certainly fine," said Joe, admiringly. "That will help a lot toward getting apparatus for the new sets."
"You"re a hustler, Bob," said Jimmy. "I"d like to be one, but I guess I"m not built that way."
"It was more luck than anything else," disclaimed Bob. "Let"s go down to the store after school to-morrow and pick out what we need. I want a couple of audion bulbs, and I suppose you fellows do, too. I want to price variable condensers like the one Doctor Dale brought us at Ocean Point last summer, too."
"We"ve got to keep busy if we want to keep ahead of some of the other fellows in this town," said Joe. "Lots of the fellows at High have got the radio fever bad, and are out to beat us at our own game. I guess we can show them where they get off, all right, but we may have to hustle some to do it. I heard Lon Beardsley at noon to-day boasting that he was going to be the first fellow in Clintonia to receive signals from Europe. I asked him what kind of set he intended to do it with, and he said he had been working on one all summer, and was putting the finishing touches to it now."
"He ought to have something pretty good, if he"s been working on it that long," commented Herb. "If one of us had been working on a set all summer, I think we"d have had it done before this."
"Probably we would. But you"ve got to remember that we"ve had more experience at the game than Lon," Bob reminded him.
"It seems to me that we"d do better all to work on one big, crackerjack set than each to make a separate long distance set," said Herb. "In the first place, it"s more fun working together. And then we could put our money together and get better equipment than we could the other way. What do you think?"
"I think it"s a pretty good idea," said Jimmy. "You can hear just as much over one set as you can over four, as far as that goes."
"I was thinking of something like that myself," said Bob, slowly. "It would certainly cost us less, and, as Herb says, we"d probably have a better set in the end."
"It suits me all right," added Joe. "This is going to be a tough term at High, and with so much home work I don"t know where I"d get the time to build a complicated set. It looks as though we"d be better off every way, doesn"t it?"
"You always will be better off, if you follow my advice," said Herb, with his customary modesty. "You don"t usually have sense enough to do it, though."
"We have too much sense, you mean," said Jimmy, scornfully. "This suggestion of yours was only an accident, Herb. Chances are you won"t make another as good for the next year."