True Stories of the Great War, Volume 3 (of 6): Tales of Adventure--Heroic Deeds--Exploits Told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses
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True Stories of the Great War, Volume 3 (of 6): Tales of Adventure--Heroic Deeds--Exploits Told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses
World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives
But underneath the great tenors of wireless telegraphy whisper the
myriads of baritones, basses, members of the chorus. Thus in the
tropical forest the roaring of lions by no means hinders the dialogues
of insects and rodents; this network of lower voices gives the jungle
its deep life. The slender tones of talking ships fill the atmosphere
of the sea with a mysterious animation. A big liner, come from tropical
seas, announces her passage of such and such a frequented cape. A
torpedo-boat patrolling toward Gibraltar tells Port Said about the
ships which it has sighted. This torpedo-boat has not got strong enough
lungs to shout to the other end of the Mediterranean; it calls Bizerta
or Toulon, who answers, takes its message, and relays it forward, like
a rebounding ball, to the antennae of Malta, to the masts of a French
cruiser in the Ionian Sea, to the wires of a Russian ship in the Ægean,
and finally it reaches Port Said. A mailboat announces its position, a
squadron asks for orders, a naval attaché or an ambassador sends out
information gained by spies; the Resident General of Morocco is sending
wheat to Montenegro; the main guards give warning that a submarine
is in sight; colliers ask to be told exactly where they are to meet
certain cruisers; the whole Mediterranean taps the antennae of the
Commander in Chief as a swarm of subalterns tap at the door of military
headquarters.
No disorder, no discord in these gusts of whisperings. Like the
musicians in a well-drilled orchestra, all these talkers speak at the
minute, at the second previously fixed for their turn; chronometer
in hand, the telegraph operators watch for the instant allotted
to them, and immediately send forth trills of short, brief notes;
whether they have finished or not at the end of their period, they
stop and wait, for immediately a distant voice begins its part, and
would protest violently if any one prevented its speaking. The whole
extent of the Mediterranean is divided into sectors, the time is cut
up into fragments, and no one is allowed to break the silence if the
pre-established table bids him keep still.
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