ence in the
tent. From two o'clock until closing time Jessie Norwood presided at
eight shows. She sometimes faced almost the same audience twice. Not
only did some of the children pay their way in more than once, but
grown people did the same. Curiosity regarding radio science was
rife.

Doctor Stanley came more than once himself to listen. And the
minister's boys wanted to take the radio set all apart between shows
to "see how it went."

"I bet we could build one our own selves," declared Bob Stanley.

"I betcha!" agreed Fred.

"Only, it will cost a lot of money," groaned the minister's oldest
son.

"You can do it for about ten dollars--if you are ingenious," said
Jessie encouragingly.

"Gee whiz! That's a lot of money," said Fred.

The girl knew better than to suggest lending them or giving them the
money. But she told them all the helpful things she could about
setting up the radio paraphernalia and rigging the wires.

"I guess Nell would help us," Bob remarked. "She's pretty good, you
know, for a girl."

"I like that!" exclaimed Jessie.

Bob Stanley grinned at her impishly.

In the evening when the electric lights were ablaze the Norwood lawns
were a pretty sight indeed. People came in cars from miles away. It
was surprising how many came, it seemed, for the purpose of listening
to the radio. That feature had been well advertised, and it came at a
time when the popular curiosity was afire through reading so much
about radio in the newspapers.

Among the hundreds of cars parked near by were those of several of the
more prosperous farmers of the county. One ancient, baldheaded,
bewhiskered agriculturist sat through three of the radio shows, and
commented freely upon this new wonder of the world.

"The telegraph was just in its infancy when I was born," he told
Jessie. "And then came the telephone, and these here automobiles, and
flying machines, and wireless telegraph, and now this. Why, ma'am,
this radio beats the world! It does, plumb, for sure!"

The surprise and the comments of the audience did not so much interest
Jessie Norwood as the fact that the money taken in by the tent show
would add vastly to the profit of the bazaar.

"You sure have beaten any other individual concession on the lot," Amy
told her at the end of the evening. "You know, Belle Ringold bragged
that she was going to take in the most money at the orangeade stand,
because it was a hot night. But wait till we count up! I am s