s," said Bob. "And Doctor Dale said the
other day that he thought the time would come when charities for the
blind would install radio as a matter of humanity, and that prices of
individual sets would be so low that all the blind could afford them.
The blind are many of them old, you know, and pretty poor."

"You mean," said Herb slowly, "that most of the blind folks who really
need radio more than anybody else can't afford it? Say, that doesn't
seem fair, does it?"

"It isn't fair!" cried Bob, adding, eagerly: "I tell you what I thought
we could do. There's that old set of mine! It doesn't seem much to us
now, beside our big one, but I bet that McNulty would think it was a
gold mine."

"Hooray for Bob!" cried Herb irrepressibly. "Once in a while he really
does get a good idea in his head. When do we start installing this set
in the McNulty mansion, boys?"

"As soon as you like," answered Bob. "Tomorrow's Saturday, so we could
start early in the morning. It will probably take us some time to rig up
the antenna."

The boys were enthusiastic about the idea, and they wasted no time
putting it into execution. That very night they looked up the old set,
examining it to make sure it was in working order.

When they told their families what they proposed to do, their parents
were greatly pleased.

"It does my heart good," said Mr. Layton to his wife, after Bob had gone
up to bed, "to see that those boys are interested in making some one
besides themselves happy."

"They're going to make fine men, some day," answered Mrs. Layton softly.

The boys arrived at the McNulty cottage so early the next morning that
they met Maggie McNulty on her way to collect the day's wash.

When they told her what they were going to do she was at first too
astonished to speak and then threatened to fall upon their necks in her
gratitude.

"Shure, if ye can bring some sunshine into my poor old father's dark
life," she told them in her rich brogue, tears in her eyes, "then ye'll
shure win the undyin' gratitude uv Maggie McNulty."

It was a whole day's job, and the boys worked steadily, only stopping
long enough to rush home for a bit of lunch.

They had tried to explain what they were doing to Adam McNulty, but the
old man seemed almost childishly mystified. It was with a feeling of
dismay that the boys realized that, in all probability, this was the
first time the blind man had ever heard the word radio. It seemed
incredible to them