WILDWOOD WAYS 



ing thunderstorm has reached my ears? 

 Perhaps in this way they learn of other 

 universe happenings, if such are the sub- 

 jects of messages that pass, though I am 

 not sure of this, for such information as 

 I have been able to intercept has always 

 referred to approaching meteorological 

 conditions. 



They come to my ears only in winter, 

 after the ice has reached a thickness of a 

 foot or so, these promptings out of un- 

 known space. Sometimes you need to be 

 very near the receiver to note them. It 

 is not possible for a mile-square, foot- 

 thick telephone disk to whisper, yet often 

 it grumbles only a hoarse word or two 

 at so deep a pitch that you would hardly 

 know it was spoken. The lowest note on 

 a piano is shrill in comparison to this 

 tone, audible only when the ear is within 

 a few feet of the ice. But there are other 

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