English: Still from the American film The Adventures of a Boy Scout (1915), facing page 194 of the novel. Caption: After sending the wireless message, Tom finds himself a hero.

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Title: Tom Slade : Boy Scout of the Moving Pictures
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Fitzhugh, Percy Keese, 1876-1950
Subjects: Boy Scouts
Publisher: New York : Grosset & Dunlap
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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and adjusted 194 TOM SLADE his head receivers. Then up into the darkness and out into the vast trackless sky went the call for R. V. It was then the boys noticed the cloaked figure of the girl standing in the background watching. I thought you went with Doc and Mr. Ells-worth, someone said. He said I might stay, she answered timidly. Tom glanced around and saw her, but showed no interest. Roy sat on the edge of the instrument table, anxiously waiting. They can't cut this kind of wires/ he said cheerily to Mary as if to make up for Tom's silence. Eagerly she watched Tom. She seemed fascinated with his absorption and with every slight move of his hand. Nothing doing? said Roy with a note of discouragement. Tom made no answer, only adjusted the sending instrument to a different wavelength. Too late, Tommy boy, Roy said. Tom paid no attention, only in dogged silence adjusted the sending instrument to another wavelength and readjusted the tuning-coil. Mary watched him anxiously. She too seemed
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O& -L fa JW UJ s OH O C/5 XH C5 Q2 W 5 . • ___ - FIRST AID BY WIRELESS 195 all by herself—a strange, wide-eyed figure, standing apart with the great auto cloak about her,silently watching and not daring to ask a ques-tion. Who did you say was hurt?1 Tom asked atlength, without turning. A burglar and James—our chauffeur, youknow—they were both shot. Have you got him? asked Roy excitedly. Nope. He adjusted the tuning coil again and waitedpatiently. Too late, Tom. No answer. Then suddenly Toms hand flewto the sending key, and as the letters of the MorseCode clicked away into the night a slight smilecrept over his face. There was no member of thetroop who could use the Morse alphabet with suchrapidity as Tom, and he often thought (but sel-dom spoke) of that first message he and Royhad flashed together from the little tower onBlakeleys Hill. Up? asked Roy. Sure hes up; wait till I get his O. K. Back through the night and down to this boyat the rough table and to the tense littl

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