"...on December 12, 1901, the neatly mustachioed Guglielmo Marconi, his overcoat buttoned against the frigid wind, his Italian leather gloves gleaming like polished mahogany, had set up a condenser and an antenna in the old fever hospital on the cliffs above the St. John's harbor, and had heard, through a black telephone earpiece attached to a glass coherer, the dim signal of the letter "S" transmitted by hertzian waves from Poldhu, Cornwall—2720 wireless kilomters away." —David Macfarlane, The Danger Tree, 54
"...on December 12, 1901, the neatly mustachioed Guglielmo Marconi, his overcoat buttoned against the frigid wind, his Italian leather gloves gleaming like polished mahogany, had set up a condenser and an antenna in the old fever hospital on the cliffs above the St. John's harbor, and had heard, through a black telephone earpiece attached to a glass coherer, the dim signal of the letter "S" transmitted by hertzian waves from Poldhu, Cornwall—2720 wireless kilomters away."
—David Macfarlane, The Danger Tree, 54