The Campfire Girls on Station Island; Or, The Wireless from the Steam Yacht

dy on deck and Darry and Burd

buoy!" exclaimed the young owner of the yac

rd!" shouted

a man at all. It's little Hen. Is that

But she's not here. Where

nd all about. Am

the air, Burd. Hen cert

t excited. "Who did you say had go

without so much red tape?" snapped Dar

saw how she was playing her line. She didn't have it fastened to a cleat. An

ight," cried Jessi

d Darry. "It takes you gir

?" Amy asked, whirling a

ne another. The skip

d see if she ain't to be found. If she did go

sh!" cried Jes

erboard," said the skipper. "And the little girl didn't scr

he cabin and the staterooms and the boys went into the tiny forecastle. They met again in five minutes or so and st

the poor little thing?" cri

oat if she hasn't fallen overboa

urd Alling, dryly. "She hasn

s. Norwood and Mrs. Drew had not heard the first outcry regarding Henrietta. Mr. Norwood and Mr.

d I ever saw!" exclaimed Darry Drew with vig

sed Jessie. "You know, we are responsible

rd, are we to be held responsible

d Amy. "Of course it is your fau

d of girls aboard the Marigold," complained the stocky youth, sighing

aracter. She ran off again to the cabin to have a second look for Henrietta. She f

weakfish and an occasional tautog, or blackfish. Amy, with a sh

the fish and Darry and Burd will fry them. Your mother and mine,

whirling suddenly around, s

. "Do help me with this flopping

t to look into the cook's galley that had been shut up

. On one side was a jar of strawberry jam only half full. Much of the sticky sweet was smeared upon the

had followed her more excited

exclaimed Jess

near. Amy burst in

between meals and I told her of course she could. But I never thought

e to Hen's taste than fishing

d Burd. "I'd like som

hing to the slide. "She might as well s

nt to the wireless room which had been built on deck behind the wheelhouse, and Darry put on the h

bought and was establishing a regular radio telephone receiving set, too. He could give Jessie a

ce until you can send fast. While you are learning that you automatically learn to read Mor

he island!" Amy cried. "It ought to sou

a commercial and signal station. It sends clear to the European shore. No concert

eir benefit certain general messages he caught. They learned that operators on the trans-Atlantic liners and on the cargo boats ofte

on as to weather indications were broadcasted from Arlington. The ai

the right name for it. Just think of it, Amy! When we were born

"Don't remind folks how