Gerald Breckenridge

The Radio Boys on the Mexican Border Gerald Breckenridge

Book Excerpt: ...ng to them just as plainly as if he stood in the room."Frank. Bob. Bob. Frank," Jack was saying. "Can you hear me? Can you hear me?""Hurray, Jack, sure we can hear you," cried Frank, bending forward to speak into the transmitter on the stand before him. Then as Jack's voice continued calling without paying him any attention, he straightened up and laughed."Gee. I forgot," he laughed. Laying down his headpiece, he ran across the room; opened a door into the power house adjoining where the mechanic was dozing over his pipe and called to him to throw on the generator. Galloping back, as the man obeyed, Frank again snatched up his headpiece. Bob already was bending over a transmitter, calling to Jack in faraway New Mexico. Both boys listened with straining ears for the response. Presently Jack answered: "I can hear you, but only very faintly. Put that band piece on the talking machine. You know the one I like so much. I can't think of its name. I'll tune to it."Frank hastily shuffled through..