Jack Heaton, Wireless Operator

It happened out at sea about five hundred miles as wireless waves fly from Montclair. But perhaps you don't know where Montclair is and maybe you don't particularly care, but as it is my home town I must tell you about it. First, it's in New Jersey a short way from South Orange, where Mr. Edison, the great inventor, has his laboratory, and about twelve miles from New York City. So you see it is pretty favorably located.

If you were a stranger going through the place you'd have been surprised to see the webs of wires strung around every other house in town and on first sight you might have taken them for telegraph or telephone lines, or as I once heard a man remark to my father, "They look like lines on which to hang the family wash. " But, nay, nay, these wires, on the contrary, were not used for any such commonplace purpose but they were, instead, _aerials_ put up by wireless boys for sending and receiving messages.