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After sending five of the ten messages, "JL" stopped a second and said, "How do I come?" "You come like the devil. For heaven's sake let up a bit," I replied. "Who do you think you are talking to?" came back at me. Seemingly, patience had ceased to be a virtue with me, so I replied, "Some d d ambitious chump of a fool who's stuck on making a record for himself." "That settles you.

Just told him he was a d d fool with a few light embellishments." Joe laughed very heartily and said, "I guess you are the fool in this case, because 'JL' is a woman, Miss Jennie Love, by name, and the swiftest lady operator in the business. If she makes this complaint official, you'll get it in the neck."

The first night I sat down to work at six-thirty, and in a few minutes was receiving the worst pounding I had ever experienced, from some operator in "CH" office who signed "JL." There was no kick coming on the sending, it was as plain as a large sized poster, but it was so all-fired fast, that it made me hustle for all I was worth to get it down.

There is a huge, gay hoarding to the right as you go down. On your left you see one of the towers of the Bridge rising high in the air. Directly ahead the "JL" crosses the way! Now comes the point which I have been getting at. You dip and turn into Vandewater Street. Under the Bridge at once you go, where all sounds are weird, hollow sounds, and then out again.

Call your chief operator over here." Joe Saunders was the chief, and when he came over he said, "What's the trouble here, kid, this wire gone down?" "No," I answered, "the wire hasn't gone down, but that cuss up in 'CH' who signs 'JL' has been pounding the eternal life out of me and I've just given him a piece of my mind." "Say anything brash?" asked Joe. "No, not very.

On the night in question I didn't break, but there were several times when foreign dispatches were coming that I faked names in great shape. It was an ugly night out, and about nine o'clock our quad flew the track, and in a minute "JL" said to me, I didn't get a chance to put the time or date down, and was swearing, fighting mad.