Harry agreed to this, urging Harvey to return early in the morning, and
then he set to work to write out the messages. The company had not yet
provided itself with regular forms, but Harry copied the telegrams
carefully on note-paper, with which, with pen and ink, each station was
furnished, writing them, as far as possible, in the regular form and
style of the ordinary telegraphic despatch. Then he put them in an
envelope and directed them to Mr. Lyons, at Hetertown, indorsing them,
"In haste. To be transmitted to destination immediately."

"Now then," thought he, "nobody need know how these came over in the
first place, until we choose to tell them, and we won't do that until
we've sent over some messages in the regular way, and have proved that
our line is really of some use. And we won't charge the Mica Company
anything for these despatches. But yet, I don't know about that. I
certainly brought them over, and trouble enough I had to do it. I'll see
about charging, after I've talked it over with somebody. I reckon I'll
ask father about that. And I haven't delayed the messages, either; for
I've been waiting for Jim. I wonder where that boy can be!" And again
Harry went out of doors to listen.

Had he known that Jim was at that moment fast asleep in his bed at home,
Harry need not have gone to the door so often.

At last our operator began to be very sleepy, and having made up his
mind that if Jim arrived he would certainly wake him up, he aroused Aunt
Judy, who was now too sleepy to scold, and having succeeded in getting
her to lend him a blanket (it was her very best blanket, which she kept
for high days and holidays, and if she had been thoroughly awake she
would not have lent it for the purpose), and having spread it on the
floor, he lay down on it and was soon asleep.