. Tom Slade at Temple camp . e. uNo sooner said than stung, said Roy; hurryup, bring that can, and some matches and—yes,you might as well bring the Manual anyway,thought I know that code backwards. Youre right you do, said Tom. He was glad to see Roy himself again and tak-ing the lead, as usual. If there was only one of these telegraph oper-ators—guys, as I used to call them—star-gazing,wed pass the word to him, all right. A word to the guys, hey? Come on, hustle 1 A strenuous climb brought them to the brow ofa hill from which the lights of several villages,and the more numerous lights of Poug
. Tom Slade at Temple camp . e. uNo sooner said than stung, said Roy; hurryup, bring that can, and some matches and—yes,you might as well bring the Manual anyway,thought I know that code backwards. Youre right you do, said Tom. He was glad to see Roy himself again and tak-ing the lead, as usual. If there was only one of these telegraph oper-ators—guys, as I used to call them—star-gazing,wed pass the word to him, all right. A word to the guys, hey? Come on, hustle 1 A strenuous climb brought them to the brow ofa hill from which the lights of several villages,and the more numerous lights of Poughkeepsiecould be seen. Now, Tomasso, see-a if you know-a de lesson—queeck! Connect that up and—look out youdont step on the tube 1 I wish we had a pedestalor something. When youre roaming, you haveto do as the Romans do, hey? Open your Manualto page 232. No! he said hurriedly lookingover Toms shoulder. Care of the fingernails!Thats 259 youve got. What do you think weregoing to do, start a manicure parlor? There you. KOY SENT THREE SHORT FLASHES INTO THE NIGHT. Page 139 [ L THE LONG ARM OF THE SCOUT 139 are—now keep the place to make assurance doublysure. Here goes! Hello, folks! he called, ashe swung the long shaft fan-wise across the heav-ens. Now, three dots for S? Right, said Tom. Roy sent three short flashes into the night, thenpaused and sent a longer flash of about three sec-onds. Another pause, then three of the longerflashes, then a short one, two long ones and a shortone. S-T-O-P—stop, he said. Right-o, concurred Tom. Now F—two shorts, a long and a short—isit? You know blamed well it is, said Tom. Thus the message was sent. Stop freight going north; boy locked in Friends coming up river in boat flying yel-low flag. They had on board a large yellow flag withTEMPLE CAMP on it, and Roy thought of thisas being the best means of identifying the boatfor anyone who might be watching for it alongthe shore. Three times they flashed the message, then
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