The Young Wireless Operator—As a Fire Patrol - The Story of a Young Wireless Amateur Who Made Good as a Fire Patrol by Lewis E. Theiss
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Lumley's house. Half an hour later they entered the forester's office,
carefully carrying a window-sash. As the forester reached his desk, the man in charge handed him a message from the state police at Maple Gap. It read, "Have arrested three men who came out of the forest here and tried to board a train. They give fictitious names, but no doubt two of the men are wanted. Third has gold teeth and scar over right cheek. Do you want him?" "Do we want him?" echoed the forester, as he began to write an answer. "Well, I should say we do." He dashed off his message, and handed it to his assistant. "Rush that," he directed. Then he took a long coil of wire from a closet and led the way back to his car. "That's for a temporary aerial in case you decide to make one," he said, as Charley climbed up beside him and they went whirling back to the fire-tower in the mountains. Chapter XXVIII Victory In due time Ranger Morton came out of the forest with his big crew. The men were black with smoke and their hands and faces were blistered and |
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