Bill, tho engine driver, was a keen wireless fan. All his spare hours were given to building a new set, which he would proudly exhibit to his longsuffering friends when they called. On© day his brother dropped in, amd Bill bore him off to look at the latest result of his handiwork. ‘‘ Yes,” he said impressively, as he twirled the knobs, " I built it myself, you know.” “I can quite believe that,” said the brother, with brotherly candour. “it whistles at every station.”
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Evening Star, Issue 20555, 6 August 1930, Page 12
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