"Why," he exclaimed, "you're the boy I saw at the Exposition that Sunday afternoon last June, aren't you?" Then he added, before turning away to answer a question that a man was asking, "Better buy a Boston _Globe_ in the morning. You'll find a new triumph for the telephone there." Arthur bought his _Globe_ the next morning before breakfast. Mr. Bell was right. The paper recorded even more successes than the boys had witnessed the night before. Its account of the evening ended with these words: "This special by telephone to the _Globe_ has been transmitted in the presence of about twenty, who have thus been witnesses to a feat never before attempted: that is, the sending of a newspaper despatch over the space of eighteen miles by the human voice, all this wonder being accomplished in a time not much longer than would be consumed in an ordinary conversation between two people in the same room." Probably no child who reads this story can remember when the telephone was not so common an object as a lawn mower or an elevator; but those of us who lived through the years when its wonders were slowly developing can never forget our strange, almost uncanny feeling when the voice of a friend who, we knew, was miles away actually came out of a little iron box. From that day of the _Globe_ report Arthur watched the telephone grow rapidly into public notice. Salem people invited Mr. Bell to repeat his lecture; leading citizens of Boston, Lowell, Providence, Manchester, and New York within a few weeks clamored for demonstrations in their cities. [Illustration: PART OF A TELEPHONE EXCHANGE.] By September, 1878, a telephone exchange was set up among the business houses of Boston, with about three hundred subscribers. Two years later the telephone found its way to the little town where Arthur lived, and two instruments were installed--one at the railroad station and another at the lawyer's office. The next day came the presidential election; and in the evening the lawyer's office was filled with curious men and boys, eager to see whether the telephone would really work or not. Arthur and his father were there, of course. But before any message came, the lawyer had to see a client for a few minutes. [Illustration: ALEXANDER GRAHAM BELL IN 1900.] "Here, Arthur, you've used a telephone before. Take my place at the receiver, will you?" There was no need to ask. Arthur was at the receiver when the lawyer's question was finished. No message came for some time; but at last the bell rang, and Arthur announced proudly: "He says Florida has gone Republican." "I knew the thing couldn't be trusted," sputtered an old voter then. "As if the solid South were broken! I'll get my news some other way." And off he went. "You didn't hear right, I fancy," said the lawyer, returning. "The operator couldn't have said that." "But he did," insisted Arthur. "I'm sure he did."