Of the others involved, some had taken similar positions and others had ignored the matter altogether, leaving it to the insurance company to make the next move. And there for the time the matter rested.
The radio boys had missed Larry"s performance on the night that he had opened with his new repertoire, but they were bound not to be cheated of the second, which took place only a few nights later.
They crowded eagerly about the radio set when their friend"s turn was announced, and listened with a breathless interest, that was intensified by their warm personal regard for the performer, to the rendition of the cries of various animals with which Larry regaled them.
The imitations were so lifelike that the boys might well have imagined they were in a zoological garden. Lions, tigers, bears, elephants, snakes, moose, and other specimens of the animal and the reptile tribes were imitated with a fidelity that was amazing. In addition, the renditions were interspersed with droll and lively comments by Larry that added immensely to the humor of the performance. When at last it was over, the boys broke out into enthusiastic hand-clapping that would have warmed Larry"s heart, had he been able to hear it.
"The old boy is all there!" chortled Bob enthusiastically.
"He"s a wonder!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Joe. "No question there of a square peg in a round hole. He"s found exactly the work in life he"s specially fitted for."
"And think of the audience he has," put in Jimmy. "At this very minute there are probably hundreds of thousands of people who have been tickled to death at his performance. Just suppose those people all clapped their hands at once just as we have done and we could hear it. Why, it would be like a young earthquake."
At this moment the doorbell rang, and Dr. Dale was announced. He spent a few minutes with Mr. and Mrs. Layton, and then came up to have a little chat with the boys. This was one thing he never overlooked. His interest in and sympathy with the young were unbounded, and accounted largely for the influence that he exerted in the community.
The radio boys greeted the minister warmly and gladly made room for him around the table. His coming was never felt by them to be an interruption. They regarded him almost as one of themselves. Apart, too, from the thorough liking they had for him as a man, they were exceedingly grateful to him for the help he had been to them in radio matters. He was their mentor, guide and friend.
"I knew I"d find you busy with the radio," he said, with a genial smile.
"We can"t be torn away from it," replied Bob. "We think it"s just the greatest thing that ever happened. Just now we"ve been listening to Larry Bartlett give his imitations of animals. You remember Larry?"
"I certainly do," replied Dr. Dale. "And I remember how you boys helped him get his present position. It was one of the best things you ever did. He"s certainly a finished artist. I heard him on his opening night, and I"ve laughed thinking of it many times since. He"s a most amusing entertainer."
It was the first opportunity the boys had had to tell the doctor of the night when Bob found that he was a human aerial, and he listened to the many details of the experiment with absorbed interest.
"It"s something new to me," he said. "You boys have reason to be gratified at having had a novel experience. That"s the beauty of radio.
Something new is always cropping up. Many of the other sciences have been more or less fully explored, and while none of them will ever be exhausted, their limits have been to some extent indicated. But in radio we"re standing just on the threshold of a science whose infinite possibilities have not even been guessed. One discovery crowds so closely on the heels of another that we have all we can do to keep track of them.
"I"ve just got back from a little trip up in New York State," he went on, as he settled himself more comfortably in his chair, "and I stopped off at Schenectady to look over the big radio station there. By great good luck, Marconi happened to be there on the same day----"
"Marconi!" breathed Bob. "The father of wireless!"
"Yes," smiled Dr. Dale. "Or if you want to put it in another way, the Christopher Columbus who discovered the New World of radio. I counted it a special privilege to get a glimpse of him. But what attracted my special attention in the little while I could spend there was a small tube about eighteen inches long and two inches in diameter which many radio experts think will completely revolutionize long distance radio communication."
"You mean the Langmuir tube," said Joe. "I was reading of it the other day, and it seems to be a dandy."
"It"s a wonderful thing," replied the doctor. "Likely enough it will take the place of the great transatlantic plants which require so much room and such enormous machinery. It"s practically noiseless. Direct current is sent into the wire through a complicated wire system and generates a high frequency current of tremendous power. I saw it working when it was connected with an apparatus carrying about fifteen thousand volts of electricity in a direct current. A small blue flame shot through the tube with scarcely a particle of noise. The broken impulse from the electrical generators behind the tube was sent through the tube to be flung off from the antenna into s.p.a.ce in the dots and dashes of the international code. That little tube was not much bigger than a stick of dynamite, but was infinitely more powerful. I was so fascinated by it and all that it meant that it was hard work to tear myself away from it. It marks a great step forward in the field of radio."
"It must have been wonderfully interesting," remarked Bob. "And yet I suppose that in a year or two something new will be invented that will put even that out of date."
"It"s practically certain that there will be," a.s.sented the doctor. "The miracles of to-day become the commonplaces of to-morrow. That fifty-kilowatt tube that develops twelve horsepower within its narrow walls of gla.s.s, wonderful as it is, is bound to be superseded by something better, and the inventor himself would be the first one to admit it. Some of the finest scientific brains in the country are working on the problem, and he would be a bold prophet and probably a false prophet that would set any bounds to its possibilities.
"Radio is yet in its infancy," the doctor concluded, as he rose to go.
"But one thing is certain. In the lifetime of those who witnessed its birth it will become a giant--but a benevolent giant who, instead of destroying will re-create our civilization."
CHAPTER VI
THE FOREST RANGER
Some days later Bob and Herb and Joe were on their way to Bob"s house to do a little experimenting on the latter"s set, when they were surprised at the alacrity with which Jimmy turned a corner and came puffing up to them.
"Say, fellows!" he yelled, as he came within earshot, "I"ve got some mighty interesting news for you."
"Let"s have it," said Bob.
"It"s about the s...o...b..ll Buck fired through the window," panted Jimmy, falling into step beside them. "I met a man who"s staying up at the Sterling House. He says Buck"s the boy who did it, all right."
"How does he know?" all of the others asked with interest.
"Saw Buck pick up a stone and pack the snow hard around it," said Jimmy importantly. "He saw it himself, so we"ve got one witness for our side, all right."
"That"s good," said Bob, adding, with a glint in his eye: "Say, wouldn"t I like to get my hands on Buck, just for about five minutes!"
"Well, you won"t have a chance," said Jimmy, enjoying being the bearer of so much news. "Buck"s gone with his father to a lumber camp up in Braxton woods."
"How do you know all this?" inquired Herb curiously. "You seem to be chock full of information to-day."
"Oh, a little bird told me," said Jimmy, looking mysterious. However, as Herb made a threatening motion toward him, he hurried to explain. "I met Terry Mooney," he said. "I told him I knew all about who put the stone in the s...o...b..ll and I told him that our crowd was going to make his look like two cents. He laughed and said swell chance we"d have. Said Buck had gone to the lumber camp with his father and that he and Carl Lutz were going to join him in a day or two. Just like Buck to run away when he knows there"s a good licking coming to him!" added Jimmy, with a sneer.
"Oh, well, what do we care?" said Joe. "At least we sha"n"t have those fellows around spoiling all the fun."
"I"m glad you found out about the s...o...b..ll just the same," said Bob thoughtfully. "Every little bit helps when we have to fight against that crooked gang of Buck"s."
"Here"s hoping," said Herb fervently, "that they stay away all the rest of the spring."
By this time the lads had reached Bob"s house. It was Sat.u.r.day afternoon, and as the boys crowded noisily into the hall Bob noticed that his father was in the library and that he seemed to have company.
He was starting upstairs with the other lads when his father came out of the library and called to him.
"Come on in for a few minutes, boys," he said. "I have a friend here who is a man after your own hearts," and his eyes twinkled. "He"s interested in radio."
The boys needed no second invitation, for they never missed an opportunity of meeting any one who could tell them something about the wonders of radio.
Mr. Layton"s guest was lounging in one of the great chairs in the library, and from the moment the boys laid eyes on him they knew they were going to hear something of more than usual interest.
The stranger was big, over six feet, and his face and hands were like a Cuban"s, they were so dark. Even his fair hair seemed to have been burnt a darker hue by the sun. There was a tang of the great out-of-doors about him, a hint of open s.p.a.ces and adventure that fascinated the radio boys.
"This is my son, Mr. Bentley," said Mr. Layton to the lounging stranger, still with a twinkle in his eye. "And the other boys are his inseparable companions. Also I think they are almost as crazy about radio as you are."
The stranger laughed and turned to Bob.
"I"ve been upstairs to see your set," he said, adding heartily: "It"s fine. I"ve seldom seen better amateur equipment."
If Bob had liked this stranger before, it was nothing to what he felt for him now. To the radio boys, if any one praised their radio sets, this person, no matter who it was, promptly became their friend for life.