NOT many weeks since a grave statesman, with the care of a great British Colony on his shoulders, sat at a table in a modest cabin on an ocean liner, in mid-Atlantic, a thousand miles on his way from England to America. Before him was a small telegrap...
NOT many weeks since a grave statesman, with the care of a great British Colony on his shoulders, sat at a table in a modest cabin on an ocean liner, in mid-Atlantic, a thousand miles on his way from England to America. Before him was a small telegraphic instrument. He had begun life (and was proud of the fact) as a telegraph officer, and the old skill had not deserted him; but never had he expected to send messages from a rapidly moving ship. A few taps; and, as he rose, his two despatches were being deciphered in London, to be presently delivered.