“One short,” called Al.
“That’s E—now for the next.”
“Short, long, short,” called Al.
“Pull her over, Ed—now back—now a long one—shut her off! Now a short one. Next letter, Al.”
“Short flash.”
“Correct for Albert. Over and back—seat your partner!”
“Camp here!” shouted a boy, enthusiastically.
Thus the work went cheerfully on. It required precision, exertion. It was close to half an hour when they reached the end.
“How do you spell your name?” said Al; “G-o-r-d-o-n?”
“Put it ‘Kid,’” Gordon answered; “that’s shorter and it’s what he always calls me.”