WIRELESS TELEGRAPHY 



"giant strides." He creeps. Marconi, with his 

 kites and high masts, had won all his successes. 

 Thanks to them and they are wholly his own 

 conception he has outrun all his competitors. 

 With them he was the first to send a signal two 

 thousand miles. 



He had instructed his assistant, stationed on 

 the coast of Cornwall, to send the signals for three 

 hours each day. Cabling that he was ready, he 

 climbed the hill where his station stood, took down 

 the telephone receiver, which magnifies immensely 

 the sound of the instruments, and listened. For 

 half an hour no sound broke the anxious silence. 

 Then a sharp click, then more. Sometimes too 

 faint to be heard, there were enough to brush away 

 all doubt. The three little dots, speeding from 

 the distant Cornish cliffs, were coming down the 

 wire into the room, exciting the coherer but the 

 listeners at its side far more. Repeatedly, indu- 

 bitably, they were there. The work of seven long 

 years years of many disappointments, vexations, 

 setbacks, as well as unequalled success had found 

 its fitting climax. 



Such news could not keep. The quiet, patient, 

 cautious inventor wished to hold his secret. He 

 was overruled. A few days later all the world 

 heard, marvelled, then broke in vast applause. 



The mechanism, alike of sender and receiver, is 



