More than ever he was glad now that his mother had always insisted that he must be able to read and speak her Russian tongue.

He would have to send in Morse, instead of in the somewhat simpler Continental code, but that, he thought, would make little difference.

Some operator would be certain to understand his sending.
And now he sat down and began calling Suwalki.

He would have liked to call Virballen, which was nearer, but he was not sure that the Russians were still in possession of their station there, since he remembered that the Germans had had the superior force there on the Saturday night when the war broke out--a night that seemed to lie a century in the past now! For a long minute he hammered out his call.

And then through the air, over miles of hostile country, came a welcome whisper in his ear--the whisper of the answering call from Suwalki! He was in touch with Russia!.