Boys' Life 1920-11: Vol 10 Iss 11

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Oy November, 1920 Boys’ LIF THE BOY SCOUTS’ MAGAZINE GN LR he Out-Of-DOOr Adventure Magazine for Boys: Mittin! tuuiuitinf mining Im the Family The Nation Has Lost One of Its Most Useful Citizens as epitaphs all the tributes paid by eminent Americans to Jacob H. Schiff, when news of his sudden death was given T would require a large shaft to carry to the public. “He was one of the best men I ever knew,” and “You could not come into his pres- ence without feeling that he was a man of rare character and high pur- pose,” are typical of them all. The President of the United States de- clared, “ By his death the nation has lost one of its most useful citizens.” There are two reasons why it is here to this appropriate to refer thropic work steadily over-shadowed interest in It is related of him that the members of his business. WOODROW WILSON Honorary President WILLIAM H. TAFT his firm were fran- , benny | Vice-President “eee a - .ANTEL CARTER BEARD tically seeking him Honorary Vice-President W. G. McADOO Honorary Vice-President COLIN H. LIVINGSTONE President GEORGE D. PRATT,Treas JAMES E. WEST Chief Scout Executive Editorial Board WILLIAM D. MURRAY HENRY VAN DYKE FRANK PRESBREY DANIEL CARTER BEARD »s = during the height of a great panic in Wall Street, and found him at a meeting of the staff of a welfare organization which he declined to leave until the business of the evening was Vol. X, No. 11 Mr. Schiff was also profoundly religious. ful in attendance upon Sabbath worship, allowed no day to pass without the reading of his daily prayers and a He was faith- portion of the Scriptures, and with broad tolerance for lliustrated by Harold Anderson ‘great representative Jew, Jacob H. Celebrating the Mayflower International Tercentenary...... F. A. Collins 7 Schiff. One is that his life is an ex- Metipom’s Hostage. Serial............. ccccceces Ralph Henry Barbour 8 ample of right ambitions, heroic Illustrated by Remington Schuylet : labors, unselfish living and honorable Toby sad His PS unstated by Charles Livingston Bai * “7 success. The other that he was the The Gamest Kid. Story....... EAST ....George G. Livermore 12 father of the Dean of our ‘vice-presi- Illusirated by Eliot Keen dents, Mr. Mortimer L. Schiff, one Sammyset the Brave. ag SER ‘os yap aia S. Boyer 14 of the best friends the Boy Scout Not in the Curriculum...... PRMD ne ir maacncain wanacden GG. L. 15 Movement has in America. Illustrated by Judy Collins Mr. Mortimer L. Schif’s father Saving Their i ae. ta Gesée oe a A. P. Corcoran 16 was born January 10, 1847. He The Madi Biswas GHAI c 6occicdkcdcccccvcccccses Charles L. Smith 17 came to this country at the age of TP I IN i ao aa eae ach beled Caceee a Joseph B. Ames 18 18 and started at work in a bank. ; ; Illustrated by Kemington Schuyler He determined to make financiering The Silver Prince. ea eg goss pace Suan L. Bacon 20 his work, and finding his education Roy Blakeley’s Camp on Wheels. Serial pci eeaenee Percy K. Fitzhugh 22 insufficient turned aside from _ busi- Illustrated by Bert N. Salg nese te complete his studies. His Photographic Contest ...... Sdesecceeoeces ° Coccccccccocccce ° 24 rise to leadership in the financial Scouting Section: world was rapid, and when he died Short Story Contest—The Dea in the Hillside. .w020000001 Geo Minar 26 on Saturday, September 25, he was When You Grow Up—Wireless?........cccccccccccccccsccccccsces 27 head of the great banking house of Der the Wiese Ametent..----....csclecceecec ieeeee a Kuhn, Loeb & Co., through whose National Council Official News..........ceeseeeees James E. West 28 activities many very great enter- Se the Benth 008. .cctreceeesccrerrtnsacc.ccee te Gene prises have been made possible, for Pops of Popular Science.... .F. A. Collins 36 example, the digging of the Penn- ion, epoughe on Widante, Deak... 2222s Pear 40 svlvania tunnel into New York and The World Brotherhood of GIR SOIT IE SSS ET IN 42 the erection of the Pennsylvania’s | Book Reviews ......... Prerrrrrirrrr rrr rrr Franklin K. Mathiews 62 wonderful railroad station there. nN Mr. Schiff, having attained his goal in the financial world, aimed at a higher, and it is stated that his Published Monthly by the Boy Scouts interest in philan- 20 cents a copy — $2.00 a yeor On and after October Ist. 1920, there will be no reduction to members of the Boy Scouts of America, on single subscriptions to BOYS’ LIFE ; $2.00 a year to everybody Copyright, 1920, by the Boy Scouts of America. Entered as second class matter July 19th, 1912, at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., under the act of March 3rd, 1879. Acceptance for mailing at specia] rate postage provided for in Section 1103, act of October 3rd, 1917, June 13th, 1918. RENEWALS If your magazine comes with a renewal order blank enclosed it means your subscription has expired. Tear off the address on the magazine wrapper and send it with $2.00, the price of a renewal subscription, to Boys’ Life, 200 Fifth Avenue, New York City, so you will not have to miss a copy. Postage is prepaid to all parts of the United States and possessions, and also Mexico and Cuba. Canadian postage is 25c. and foreign postage 50c. a year completed. Ft of America, : 200 Fifth Ave., New York City = — — Le the convictions faithful unto death to the religion fathers. y One of his closest friends states that at 70 years of age Mr. Schiff was still taking long walks, climb- mountains great energy, and taking every op- portunity to indulge his love for out-of-door life. Mr. Jacob H. Schiff was a Boy heart He was just such a man as the Boy Scout Movement would help every boy to become,—men of whom it can be said at their deaths that the na- tion has lost one of its most useful of his ing Scout at citizens. tive cil, the adopted: America, business exercised mendous well as Editorial Staff FRANKLIN K.MATHIEWS DAN BEARD IRVING CRUMP E, O'CONNOR W. A. PERRY Art Editor FRANK J RIGNEY Business Director FREDERIC L. COLVER Advertising Manager P. W. WILLSON Western Advertising Manager JOHN D. EMRICH Circulat on Manager GEO. G. LIVERMORE Se Board of all others was almost daily with and in_ principle. At the Fall meeting of the Execu- of the following National Coun- resolution was “ Be it Resolved: That the Execu- tive Board of the Boy Scouts of assembled at a meeting to Mr. Mortimer L. Schiff, as their associate scout leader, and to the members of his family, their pro- found sympathy in the death of his honored father, leader of men, who his life influence, national betterment of humanity, and whose life was an inspiration to those seek- ing to serve their fellow men.” formal today, express such a_ tre- international as and local, for the A Boy Scout’s Life of Lincoln In order to do ample justice to the year’s most important serial for boys it has been necessary to post- pone the beginning of “A Boy Scouts’ Life of Lincoln” by Ida M. Tarbell until the January number of Boys’ Lire. It was originally in- tended to start the story with this issue. Thrift The National Thrift Week Com- mittee has desig- nated the week of January 17 to 23 as “'Phrift Week.” Let’s get _ thrifty, Scouts. XUM

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BOYS’ LIFE With westward prow the Mayfower sailed A crowded ship, a hope forlorn And ere New England's shore was hailed A pilgraim died and a babe was born. Bigot and tyrant let behind And homes too, that September morn, She sailed upon an autumn wind For lands where Freedom might be born. The Pilgrims of 1620 She labored then through heavy seas, With straining spars and canvas torn, But ever on the wintry breeze Was brighter inspiration borne. O’er gulfs profound and trackless ways By faith upborne, that sturdy band, After a dreary hundred days, Debarked upon a frozen strand. What mattered? Here, no longer slaves, All hated bondage now forsworn, Though digging half a hundred graves While waiting for the spring’s return. They delved, they span, they had their cares, The leveled graves were green with corn, And fervent their Thanksgiving prayers For there was this Republic born. BY ROSSITER JOHNSON

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XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine OGER BLAKE’S feet were heavy and his back pained grievously. All day he had dug holes in the hills of maize, buried an ale wife in each hole, then smoothed back the dirt as Tisquantum had showed him how to do. It was primi- tive agriculture with a capital -” ae then all things were primitive there in Plymouth “in the year of the reign of Our Sovereign Lord King James of Eng- land the eighteenth and Anno Domini 1621.” Roger, at sixteen, was doing a man’s work. Not only necessity demanded it, but every fiber of the slender body was eager to prove a Blake still worthy of the fellowship of Bradford, Brewster and Miles Standish. For the boy, in ad- By Brewer Corcoran Illustrated by Harold Anderson both hearts were heavy over the thought of what her work recalled. But there could be neither open grief, nor waste of pre- cious cloth, among those who faced such hardships. “TI will be glad of it,” the boy said. “Is supper ready? I’m hungry tonight.” “We have a fish which one of the men has given us. As soon as John comes we will eat.” “He’s drilling,” answered Roger. She nodded as she bent again to her task. John was one of the family, though no relation. The single men of Plymouth had been divided amongst the families the pre- vious winter, so that fewer houses need be built. The lad picked up a bucket from the rough bench in the corner and went to dition to his own . . . . a ies = the brook to fill it, deep desire, felt The brute crouched, fangs bared, for its spring. The boy stood ready, thinking only of how to crash home the butt his mind still on added responsibility now that the father, who had brougnt “Cross! You don’t know him, Dick. You should Standish. When he returned, John was putting his mus- him out from Leyden, was sleeping in one of those un- have seen him last winter when my father was sick. Miles ket in the corner. “Help me with these thongs,” he marked graves on Burying Hill and the mother, in the Standish was as gentle and as tender as a woman.” called. little cabin beside Town Brook, was struggling bravely to hide her grief and lonesomeness. He dropped another fish at the feet of the maize and smoothed the brown earth with a tired sigh, then straightened and looked back over his work of the afternoon. He had accomplished more than he had hoped to do, and nodded with satisfaction as he leaned on his heavy, awkward spade. But, as he reached for the last fish in the rudely plaited basket, a gay voice made him turn. “Come on, Roger, it’s supper time and I can smell venison,” it announced. “One more fish to lay first.” “Want me to help?” “Through now.” Roger shouldered the spade trudged out into the narrow trail which led from the Common House, past the cabins and out into the fields overlooking the sparkling blue harbor, as empty of boats as it was full of dancing little waves. waving and ‘ . COULD eat most of a deer myself,” de- clared little Dick White, a hungry grin spreading over his thin, sun-tanned face. “It takes maize a long time to ripen, Roger. It will taste good.” “You're always hungry,” chuckled the other, as he fell into step. “Who isn’t, here in Plymouth?” “No one, I guess. Can you remember—” “Don’t talk about old Holland and what we used to eat,” laughed Dick. “It was not like this place, was it?” “No. But we’ve much to be thankful for.” “Part of it is that venison I can smell.” Roger drew a long breath. He, too, could smell the meat, but he knew there was none in ihe Blake cabin. Yet he chuckled. It was so like little Dick to be thinking always of food. But he knew there was none in Plymouth who could do without more cheer- fully. “Took!” commanded Dick. ing his company again.” Roger did not need to be told. For two minutes his eyes had been fixed on the little group under the shadow roasting “Captain Standish is drill- of the Common House. As the company wheeled, a lump rose in his throat. “I wish,” he said, “I were of them.” “IT don’t. Captain Standish is cross.” WY hero before he hurt Roger's feelings. “He isn’t when he’s drilling his company.” “Of course he isn’t. He’s a soldier then, every inch a soldier. He’s a wonderful man.” “I'd rather be Elder Brewster.” “He, too, is splendid, but I would rather be a soldier than a scholar. My family have all been soldiers.” “But we did not come here to fight, Roger.” “I know that. But some of us must protect the settle- ment and there is no telling when the Indians may become unfriendly, That is why Standish always has his company ready.” “Why don’t you join it, if you’re so in love with it asked Dick, rather impatiently. Roger looked at him out of the corners of his eyes. o” AYVINNULUUA UAT How Would You Stand With Standish? ERE that a promise rather than an idle boast’’ said the grim cld soldier Miles Standish, and with those words, Roger Blake's world was knocked into ruin. Standish was his Was he Roger's hero after that, or did Roger turn away and sulk and think contemptible thoughts of the leader of the Pilgrims’ band 2? What would you have done? It would take a lot to make you keep a stiff upper lip after that. begin to lose faith in yourself and perhaps think you were a boaster. faith in himself, nor did he think unworthy things of Standish. He just took a better grip on himself and when the time came, he proved he was net a boaster. Plymouth Colony. It is a corker with real thrills in it. this is one of his best. ANNUAL AANA “T’ve often tried,” he returned evenly. “Captain Stan- dish says that I'am too young.” “Hes always right, they say,” retorted Dick. “Good-bye. See you later!” He turned in at the White cabin, leaving toger to trudge toward the marching soldiers alone. OR a lingering moment he stoyped to watch the evolutions before entering the Blake cabin, built of roughly hewn boards, its windows of glazed paper in place of glass, its roof of thatch. “Well, mother,” he asked, as the slender woman looked up from before the open hearth where she was preparing supper, “how has everything been with you?” “As busy as with you, my boy,” she answered cheer- fully. “I have remade your father’s coat for you. It will be warm during the coming winter.” There was no trace of sorrow on either face, although 3 You'd probably But Roger didn’t lose Read this bully story of the Brewer Corcoran can write stories and $e too glad even to help one of the company, Roger unlaced the breast plate and stood it be- side the old blunderbuss. “Were you fishing today?” he asked. The man nodded. to eat,” he answered. in the bay all the year, as we had hoped. well.” : “This new fish, which is like the sole of old England, “The maize must be fed, if we are “It is a pity the cod do not stay I like them is good,” spoke up Mrs. Blake. “But meat would be good.” “Everything is good to one who works, eh, Roger? How is the maize?” “It grows well. Did you drill long?” The man_ smiled understandingly. wae seemed long to one who does not enjoy killing his fellow men, Roger. I am glad we are friendly with the Indians. It would be grievous had we to do more than practice.” “I wish they would let me practice.” “Your turn will come soon enough, my lad. Until it does, develop your body and your courage so that you may play a man’s part with such men as Standish.” “You ail think I should only work in_ the fields,” broke out the boy. “You lack physical strength for the long march and experience in meeting an enemy when the odds might be heavy against you.” “I want to be a soldier and all I can be is a farmer. I’m not doing my full share.” “We must have food,” repeated the man. “It is our first necessity. Ask Standish if that is not so.” “You talk as he talks,” declared Roger. “Some day I will be of the company.” “Cease this talk of blood and strife,’ begged Mrs. Blake. “It was for peace we came to this new land. Be grateful the wisdom of such men as Carver and Bradford has given it us. I would rather you took the godly Brewster as your model than the militant Standish. Books are of more worth than arms. Our supper is ready. Come.” The lad tried to hide his feelings. He knew they con- sidered him a weakling; knew many of the elders mar- velled he had survived the winter which had reaped such heavy toll in the colony. He wondered about himself and for a few moments he began tp doubt his own worth.

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6 This was only for a moment, however, for presently he shook off his unhappy mood and changed his thoughts to more pleasant channels. He finished the meal in silence, then, when his work was done, went out to find Dick White. Instead he came face to face with Standish, who was on his way to see the gov- ernor. “Good even,” he said, then, with sudden determina- tion took the bull by the horns. “I want to join the com- pany,” he burst out; “I want to fill my father’s place. I am sixteen: I am strong; I am willing. Give me my chance.” The bluff fighting man looked down at the stripling. “When you can fill your father’s clothes, Roger,” he said, not unkindly, “talk with me of it. The company is no place for 1 My men,” he added proudly, “are strong, tireless, courageous, resourceful.” For an instant the boy was silent. Could it that Standish believed he ‘was none of these things? It was more than he could bear. He bit his lip, looked “T will prove my untried boy S. be almost at the hard, sun-tanned face. But it was hours before, in a thicket, Roger found his first buck. Tired, hot, triumphant, he danced about it, while Dick forgot everything but his own feeling of joy. “I knew you'd find him, Roger,” he shouted. “You’re as clever on the trail as Miles Standish himself.” It was praise which brought sudden recollections. The captain had said he needed tireless, resourceful men. Roger realized now that he was tired. It had been a long hunt; it would be a longer return. “We'll sit down and rest awhile before we start back,” he said. “It will be the part of wisdom.” ET the ghostly silence all about them did not invite a too long sojourn so far from anywhere. Roger was only too ready to accept Dick’s suggestion they begin the return journey at once. Only after a struggle did they get the deer on Roger’s shoulders. “You find the trail,” he said, “and T'll follow you.”

BOYS’ LIFE I remember passing that dead pine. I think——* HH EK. didn’t say what he thought. A savage half snarl, half yelp, brought him to his feet. Little Dick buried his face in the hair of the mangled deer and sobbed in utter fright. Through the pines Roger saw the lean, gray form of a white-fanged wolf. It had scented the blood of the deer. Were the rest of the pack at hand? “Tl take care of you, Dickie,” he said. “Don’t be afraid.” - “But I am afraid. They will kill us and eat us.” “Not while I’ve got the musket,” he promised, through set teeth. “I’ve said I could fight. I didn’t boast.” He took a valiant step forward. <A snarl from his left brought him up sharply. He saw the second wolf. Dick gave way to his fear completely. Roger realized that what he could do, he must do alone. Another wolf came stalking through the trees, lean head thrust out, ears back, teeth bared.

worth,” he said. “Were that a promise, rather than an idle boast,” retorted the captain in frank displeasure, “I would think better of you.” And, turning on his heel, he stalked forward, leaving a red-faced staring after him. For Roger Blake had meant it only as a promise and to be misunder- stood by his hero knocked his world into ruins. bov

He wanted to tell his troubles to someone. here was none he could confide in. Standish’s { verdict would bring relief to his mother’s heart; i John would roar with laughter, then tease him 4 and call him “The Boaster”; Dick would rejoice because he would still have comradeship in the maize fields. No one would understand, and only the indomitable courage which had made \ him conquer untold physical hardships kept him stiff-lipped in the face of such mental anguish. E dreaded the thought of meeting Dick next H morning, yet the younger lad was waiting for him at the door. Together they plodded out to their day’s work, but hardly had Roger settled to his digging when he heard a shout from the White planting. Dropping his spade, he rushed through the corn, expecting almost anything. He found little Dick staring disconsolately at a patch of tangled, mangled maize. “Look!” he gulped. “Look, Roger!” “It’s the work of deer,’ he they eaten much?” declared. “Have “No. What shall I do?” Roger thought only a moment. “Why not save the rest of the maize and get some _ venison, Dick?” “But the deer isn’t here now.” “We can find him. See, here are the tracks. They lead westward into the woods.” “We have no gun. The Indians would get us.” “IT can get John’s gun.” “Do you think we could track the deer?” too, was becoming excited. “IT know I can. We need meat, too, at house. Ill go get the gun; you wait here.” Dick obeyed, and Roger was back before he had Dick, our

“Oh, Roger!” begged the smaller boy; “let’s run. Maybe they'll be satisfied with the deer.” “We need the meat more than they,” was the stubborn retort. “Miles Standish says never sur- render. If he will not surrender to man, I will not to mere wolves.” One of the lank, gray forms crouching as if for a rush. Roger grabbed up a fallen branch. The wolf, surprised at such sud- den attack, fled. Again and again the boy tried the same ruse, but each time the wolf retreated a shorter distance. “Take those haunches and run,” ordered Roger suddenly. “Ill carry the deer and musket.” No tried hunter would have attempted such a move. It left a hot trail for the wolves, and they gave tongue as they took up the pursuit. Blake appreciated his full danger now. there was a time for courage, it was here. running straight ahead, Dickie,’ he “You’re almost home.” The youngster obeyed. stole forward,

Roger If ever “Keep panted. Roger dropped his burden and turned to face the wolves alone. At least he would give little Dick his chance. Once more the brutes spread, close to him. He picked up the gun. It’s single shot must be made to tell. E saw the leader of the pack stealing for- ward. Resting the old gun against a trunk, he fired. The wolf leaped into the air, and collapsed. Two others rushed to him. Roger thought they went from sympathy. The next instant he saw their muzzles tearing at the lifeless body. Once more he picked up the deer. Dick was nowhere in sight. He started in the diréction he had gone. With reckless speed, he struggled on. There was a snarl behind him. For a moment he was tempted to drop the deer and flee. Then all his courage surged up. The odds were not so great, after all. The Standish company had faced greater ones with a smile. He heard the rush of a wolf behind him. With a yell he dropped his burden and clubbed the musket. The boy and the wolf faced each other, motionless.

time to think. “We’ll follow the trail into the woods,” suggested Roger. “The deer will be asleep in a nearby glade.” But long before they reached the edge of the woods, all sign of the sharp little hoofs had disappeared. “ I’m not going any further,” declared Dick. “We can never find that deer in there.” “He won’t be far in.” “We might get lost,” insisted Dick. “No, we won't. I know my way. I’ve been through to the Billington Sea with John after geese. Look! Here’s a broken twig. The deer came this way.” It was the straw which broke down Dick’s caution. A deer in Plymouth was too precious a thing to overlook. And Dick felt sure great credit would come to him for helping to kill one. “Come on,” he agreed, and plunged into the woods. EF OR five minutes they went ahead. Then came a startled whistle, a crashing in the brush, a flash of erect white tails, and not one, but five, deer broke cover. Roger, although startled over finding his quarry . so soon, still kept his head enough to fire. It was a short shot. He saw one white tail drop. Tisquantum had told him this was a sign that a deer was wounded. “I hit him!” he cried. “Dick, I hit him!’ Dick, still gulping his surprise, tried to speak. “But— but he’s still running.” “But I hit him.” Dick shook his head. “Come on home.” “No. I’m going to trail him. “That isn’t eating him,” he said. We will find him dead.” He dreaded the thought of meeting Dick next morning Dick did his best, but it was difficult work. It was long after noon now. “I haven’t seen a drop of blood for a long way,” he sighed. “Let’s leave the deer and get the men to come back with us for it.” “We're going to take our deer out ourselves,” was the stout reply. “We’re men, Dick.” “IT wish we were bigger men.” “T tell you what we can do,” suggested Roger; “we’ll dress the deer here and carry only the meat home.” “All right.” Dick would agree to anything now which promised a speedier return to the shore of the bay. With eager knives they attacked the deer. The task was grisly and unpleasant. A weird howl, far to their left, made them stare at each other. “Indians!” gulped Dick. Roger shook his head. “Wolf,” he stated. Dick's fingers shook as they cut. “" “Hurry!” They’re coming.” “They won't attack in daylight,” came the calm reply. “Pull on this leg while I cut the joint.” “Let’s go now, Roger. We've both hind legs off. We can each take one.” “And leave this good meat we all need so much? That isn’t the spirit of the colony, Dick.” “But I’m afraid of wolves, and it’s getiing dark.” “Can’t be yet. We haven’t been gone all day.” Roger straightened to look at the west. He saw Dick was right. He knew that their plight was dangerous, if not desperate. “ We'll be all right,” he said quietly. “ We’re not far from the settlement. The brute crouched, fangs bared for its spring. The boy stood ready, thinking only of how to crash home the butt. It did not dawn upon him that he must go down under that quick leap. A Standish met things four square; a Blake could not flinch in a crisis. Past his right shoulder he heard a “swish!” The wolf yelped, sprang into the air. Roger, startled, looked again. An Indian arrow quavered in the brute’s throat. Then Tisquantum leaped through the bushes. A moment more and Standish, too, thundered out of the brush. “What means this?” he demanded. “Young White brought word you were surrounded by wolves.” “I killed one, sir.” A cry from Tisquantum told them he had discovered ltoger’s wolf. Standish looked at the boy queerly. “ It is fortunate for you, my friend,” he announced, “ that you had almost reached the clearing before they attacked you. 1 would not have cared to have had your experience. You did a foolhardy thing, but a man could not have shown truer courage than you, who risked your life for your friend.” “IT—I—” stammered Roger. “T know why you would make excuse,” broke in Standish, with a smile; “I have dealt with brave men_ before. I did you wrong, Roger Blake; it was a promise, not a boast, you made me. You have fulfilled it well. Courage you have, as well as resourcefulness.” “Do you mean it, sir?” For a moment the brow of Miles Standish clouded, then the smile returned. ‘“ We men of Plymouth say that which we mean, my friend, and we reward courage by giving new opportunities to show courage. Tomorrow you drill with the company.”

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XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine Celebrating t HIS year of 1920 is the three hundredth anniversary of the arrival of the Mayflower and the landing of the Pilgrims. A tercentenary is a very rare event history, and the country will jn our celebrate it on an elaborate scale, His- which is often tory, so dull to study, will be made in this case as interesting as a play. The famous scenes of the depart- ure of the Mayflower from Europe and its on the bleak of New Eng- the fights: with the Indians and the early struggles, will be acted over again and reproduced in moving pictures from one end of the country to the other. The anni- arrival coast land, among the worknien on the Mayflower, The names of the servants aboard the Mayflower as recorded in the official reports are as follows: Carter, Cooper, Ely, Holbeck, Hooke, Longemore, Lotham, Minton, Moore, Prower, Samp- son, Story, Thompson, Trevore and Milder. NE of the most ‘interesting fea- tures of the celebra- tion will be the new Mayflower which has been built in Eng- land exactly repro- ducing the original vessel in size and de- sign. During the early fall the new Mayflower will carry American and English delegations of Mayflower descendants which will set sail from Plymouth for New England. It is probable that they will not de- pend entirely upon sails but have a versary of the Mayflower landing will be the first in history which, by utilizing the ‘ movies,” will be lived all over again for all of us. At first it was intended to hold a great world’s fair to celebrate the Mayflower date, Tike that at Chicago in 1892, Then came the world war which has left people without much taste or money for shows of this kind. Instead, the history of the Pilgrims will be re-enacted and reproduced throughout the United States and many beautiful buildings and memorials will be raised which will be useful in years to come. The cele- bration will be none the less generally observed for this change in plans or its spirit be less sincere. How many scouts who read this page are descended from the passengers of the Mayflower? It is estimated that fully half a million people the country over could trace their ancestry to these passengers if they took the trouble to do so, There landed from the Mayflower 102 souls and the cold and privation of the first winter in New England reduced their number by half. From this handful of people have grown hundreds of thousands who are today scattered throughout the country. There are societies of Mayflower descendants today in fourteen dif- ferent states and only a small part of the actual descend- ants have traced their ancestry back for three centuries. F the countless ships which have reached America O in three centuries has any other played so great a part in American history? It is natural that Mayflower Societies should be formed in Massachusetts, Connecticut and Rhode Island, but there is an unexpected tribute to the persistence of the old stock to find these societies in New York, Pennsylvania, Illinois, District of Columbia, Ohio, New Jersey, Wisconsin, Michigan, Colorado, Kansas and Washington. Although so many millions of foreigners have come to in the past years ytludy America three hundred from every country in the world the names of the Mayflower pas- sengers still have a familiar ring. The original list makes very interesting read- ing today, Many readers of this page may find their own names in this famous list or the name of some relative which helps to link him with them, The offi- cial record of names in the cabin of the Mayflower in 162( was as follows: Allerton, John Billington, John Isaac Carver, James Clin- ton, Richard Clerk, Eider Brewster’s chair and Peregrine Francis Cook, John White's cradle 4 Crockston, Edward Doty, Francis Baton, Thomas English, Moses Fletcher, Edmund Fuller, Samuel Fuller, Richard Gardiner, John Goodman, Stephen Hopkin, John Howland, Edward Pilgrim Hall By Francis A. Collins Mergestow, Christopher Martin, William Mullins, Degony Priest, Edward Leister, John Rigdale, Thomas Rogers, George Soule, Miles Standish, Edward Tilly, John Tilly, Thomas Tinker, John Turner, Richard Warren, William White, Thomas Williams, Edward Winslow, and Gilbert Winslow. HE original passenger list of the Mayflower com- prises the names of forty-one families and fifteen servants. These latter were not household servants or valets in the modern sense, but artisans carefully chosen for their skill and character, who could perform some important work in the wilderness. It is not generally realized that as regards their birth the Puritan fathers occupied a social position between the peasantry and the. nobility. The English homes of some of these emigrants which still stand are obviously manor houses. Several of the groups were eligible to Parliament or heirs to con- siderable estates, so that their sacrifice to religious prin- ciples, as they conceived it, was the more remarkable, We have at least one authentic portrait of a Mayflower Pilgrim, that of Edward Winslow, Governor of Plymouth Colony. The face is that of a man of culture and char- acter, and his clothes even to the delicacy of the linen show an unexpected refinement. A large proportion of the descendants of the Mayflower Pilgrims are, of course, descended from the so-called ser- vants. A fine American spirit is shown by the descend- ants who trace their ancestry alike from the “ gentlemen ’ and the “servants,” Some of the most prominent of the Mayflower descendants today as regards wealth or social position are proud of the fact that their ancestors were Gov, Carver's chair and ancient spinning wheel modern engine of some kind to shorten the Atlantic crossing. So small a ship is not the safest craft in the world and it is very probable that she will be con- voyed across the ocean, On arriving at Plymouth the original scenes of landing three centuries since will be repeated. Later the little craft will visit several Atlantic seaports especially Boston and New York, when she will lead great pageants or parades to celebrate her arrival. These striking scenes will be witnessed by millions of people and moving pic- tures will be made to enable everyone in the country to enjoy the scenes. The plans of the tercentenary are all but completed, The first large appropriation was made by the State of Massachusetts, which voted $250,000 for preliminary ex- penses. A permanent office with secretaries has been opened in the State House in Boston where the work of organization is being carried out. The National Mayflower Society of which General Leonard Wood, himself a descendant, is president will direct the preparations of the several societies throughout the country. Congress has appointed a committee consisting of two senators and two congressmen and a liberal appropriation is ex- pected during the present session. The towns of Ply- mouth and Provincetown are busy upon plans of their own, a number of historical societies such as the Sons of the Revolution, Daughters of the Revolution, Colonial Dames, American men and many others will assist. N elaborate permanent memorial will naturally rise at Plymouth. A hall is being erected with an audi- torium seating 3000 where the various historical societies visiting Plymouth may meet, The building will also con- tain a permanent museum, the offices of historical societies and other features. There has been here- tofore no _ suitable meeting place in Ply- mouth, The famous Rock, it may be re- called, has been twice moved, In changing its position some years ago the rock was broken and a number of pieces cir- culated as souvenirs. It is estimated that the pieces thus dis- tributed bulk much larger than the orig- inal stone. It stands today, however, or what remains of it, in its original posi- tion. The canopy erected above it, de- signed in the early Sword, Pot and Platter of Menage a has “roe . veen described as a Miles Standish rope ele PT es piece of frozen gloom.” It is to ba removed and an elaborate shelter, which is in reality a graceful Greek temple, carried out (Concluded on page 61)

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Metipor gen Tee 5%. “': grt ae Nathan Lindall was a quiet man with calm brown eyes and a grave countenance CHAPTER I Tue Rev Omen AVID LINDALL stirred uneasily in his sleep, sighed, muttered and presently became partly 4 a few live embers glowed amidst the gray ashes place and he coaxed them to life with the bellows and dropped splinters of resinous pine upon them until a cheery fire Then, rubbing out the lighted knot against the stones of the hearth, he drew a bench to the blaze and warmed himself, for the night, although May was a week old, was chill. was crackling there. HE room, which took up the whole lower floor of the house, was nearly square, perhaps six paces one way by seven the other. The ceiling was low, so low that Nathan Lindall’s head but scantily escaped the rough-hewn beams. The furnishings would today be thought rude and scanty, but in the year 1675 they were considered proper and suf- ficient. In fact, Nathan Lindall’s dwelling was rather better furnished than most of its kind. The table and the two benches flanking it had been fashioned in Boston by the best cabinet-maker in the Colony. The four chairs were comfortable and sightly, the chest of drawers was finely carved and had come over from England and the few articles that were of home manufacture were well and strongly made. Six windows, guarded by heavy shutters, gave light to the room, and one end was almost entirely taken up by the wide chimney-place. At the other end a steep flight of steps led to the room above, no more than at attic under the high sloping roof. . David had lived in the house seven years, and he was a tall, well-made boy with pleasing coun- now sixteen, tenance and ways which, for having dwelt so on the edge of the wilderness, were older than his age war- His father had taken up his grant of one hun- ranted. dred acres in 1668, removing from the Plymouth Colony BOYS’ LIFE By Ralph Henry Barbour Illustrated by Remington Schuyler Sitting before the fire tonight, David followeq in thought the journey of his father and QObid and wished himself with them. In the darkness, David re- flected, the ill-defined path through the woods would be hard to follow. It was far easier to sit here at home toasting his knees, but no healthy boy of sixteen wi'l choose ease before adventure, and the possibility of the fire having been set by the Indians suggested real ad. venture. A year and more ago such a possibility would have been little considered, for the tribes had been long at peace with the colonists, but today matters were changed. It had been suspected for some time that Pometacom, or King Philip, as he was called, sachem of the Wampanoags, was secretly unfriendly toward the English. Indeed, nearly four years since he had been summoned to ‘Taun- ton and persuaded to sign articles of submission, which he had done with apparent good grace but with suspected dissatisfaction. Real uneasiness on the part of the Eng- lish was not bred, however, until the year before our story. Then Sassamon, a Massachusetts Indian who had become a convert of John Eliot’s at the village of Praying Indians at Natick, brought word to Plymouth of intended Philip. Mount Hope acting as his interpreter. Thereupon, Philip treachery by Sassamon had been with Philip at learning of Sassamon’s treachery, had caused his death. Three Indians suspected of killing Sassamon were appre- hended. tried, convicted and, in the following June, ex- ecuted. Of the three one was a counsellor of Philip’s, and the latter, although avoiding any acts of hostility pending the court’s decision, was bitterly resentful and began to prepare for war. awake, conscious that the attic which should have been as dark at this hour as the inside of after the death of his wife. The grant, part woodland any pocket was faintly illumined. The rafters ecatalne URING the winter various annoyances just above his head were visible in a strange HULU had been visited upon the settlers by lurid radiance. No sound came to him save the breathing of his father and of Obid, the servant; no sound, that is, save the soft sigh- ing of the night breeze in the pines and +hem- locks at the edges of the clearing. But this strange red glow was new and disturbing, and now, wide awake, the boy sought the explana- tion of it, and found it once his gaze had moved to the north window. Above the tops of the distant trees beyond the plantation the sky was like the mouth of a furnace, and against the unearthly glow the topmost branches of the tallest trees stood sharply, like forms cut from black paper. “ Father!” the boy. is afire!” “Nay, ‘tis not the forest,” answered Nathan Lindall when he had looked from the window. “The woods are too damp at this season, and I have never heard of the Indians firing them save in the fall. “Tis some- one’s house, lad, and I fear——” He did not finish, but turned instead to Obid Dawkin, who had joined them. “What sav’vou, Obid? ” “T say as you, Master,” replied Obid in his thin, rusty voice. “And ‘tis the work of the heathens, I doubt not, and an ugly omen. But whose house it may be I do not know, for it seems too much east to be any in Sudbury, 2 called “The forest and——” “ And how far, think you?” “Maybe four miles, sir, or maybe but two. to say.” “Three, then, Obid: and _ that to Master William Vernham’s, for none other lies in that direction and so near. Whether it be set afire by the Indians we shall know in time. But don your clothing, for there may be work for us, although I misdoubt that we arrive in time.” “ And eagerly. “Nay, lad, for we must travel fast and ’twill be hard ‘Do you bolt well the door when we are gone and Tis nigh on three already and ’twill °Tis hard brings us may I go with you, father?” asked David going. then go back to bed. soon be dawn.” “ Look, sir, the fire is dying out,” said David. “The sky is far less red, I think.” “Maybe ‘tis but a wild-goose chase we go on,” replied his father, “and vet "tis best to go. David, do you slip down and set out the muskets and see that there be am- munition to hand.” A minute or two later David their forms melt into the darkness beyond the little barn. Then, closing the door, he shot home the heavy iron bolt and dropped the stout oak bar as well. In the wide chimney- watched Here’a a whale of a serial, fellows. six months of great reading. Livingston Bull will illustrate it. co) °o Exploring witha Real Explorer It's our friend R. H. B. at his best. You are in for But before you get very deep into the story, let us tip you off. There is another serial to begin in next month's issue that is just as good as this one. Watch for “The Frozen Barrier” by Belmore Browne. Know who he is? man who climbed Mt. McKinley, the highest mountain on the continent. named another mountain after our friend Dan Beard. He is also the man who captured the big- gest brown bear in the world and who shot the largest specimen of that animal ever seen. he can write an interesting story? You're tootin’ right he can. And, fellows, it’s some yarn— Indians, bears, caribou, and—and—but shucks, wait and read it. doubly interesting and to keep you on your toes, we'll ship you the news that Charles Think what's on the way in the December issue. Oh, boy! SulMMMNNN NUNIT IANNIS LAUT and part meadow, lay sixteen miles from Boston and north of Natick. It was a pleasant tract, with much fine timber and a stream which, rising in a spring-fed pond not far from the house meandered southward and ultimately entered the Charles River, which passed a long mile to the east and was the highway on which they travelled, whether to Boston or Dedham. The household consisted of Nathan Lindall, David and Obid Dawkin. Obid had come to the Colony many years be- fore as a “bond servant,” had served his term and then hired to Master Lindall. In England he had been a school teacher, although of small attainments, and now to his duties of helping sow and till and harvest was added that of in- structing David. Considering the lack of books, he had done none so badly, and David possessed more of an edu- cation than was common in those days for a boy of his position. T was a lonely life that David led, although he was There was work and study in plenty, and play at times. His play was hunting and fishing and fashioning things with the few rude tools at hand. Of hunting there was a surfeit, for at that time and for many years later Eastern Massachusetts abounded in animals and birds valuable for food as well as many others sought for pelt or plumage, so that there was no dearth ¢f flesh for food nor skins for clothing so long as one could shoot Of traps David had many and the south end of the house was seldom with- He was a good never lonesome. a gun, set a trap or drop a hook. out several skins in process of curing. shot, but there was scant virtue in that at a time when the use of the musket, both for hunting and for defense against the Indians, was ufiversal amongst the settlers. Rather, he prided himself on his skill in the makeup of traps and snowshoes and such things as were needed about the house. Why he is the first white He is the man who Then just to make it roaming Indians. In some cases the savages were known to be Wampanoags, in other cases the friendly Indians of the villages and settlements were suspected; perhaps often unjustly. Even John Eliot’s disciples at Natick did not escape suspicion. Rumors of threatening signs were everywhere heard. There was a feeling of alarm everywhere amongst the English, and even in Boston there were timorous souls who feared an attack on that town. As yet, untoward had occurred in the Massachusetts Bay Colony, and the only Indians that David knew were harmless and, frequently, rather sorry-look- ing specimens who led a precarious existence by trading furs with the English who dwelt in the village at Natick. Always they were friendly. One or two he counted as friends; Monapikot, a Pagan youth of near his own age who dwelt at Natick, and Mattatanopet, or Joe Tanopet as he was known, who came and went as it pleased him, bartering skins for food and tobacco. 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Go not abroad alone, David, and see The fire dwindled and David presently became aware of the chill and yawning, climbed the stair and sought his bed with many shivers at the touch of the cold cloth- A fox whined in the distance, but save for that all was silent. Northward the red glow had faded from the sky and the blacker darkness that precedes the first sign of dawn wrapped the world. ing. CHAPTER II Tue MEETING IN THE Woops T was broad daylight when David awoke, rudely sum- moned from slumber by the loud tattoo on the door below. He tumbled sleepily down the stair and admitted his father and Obid. While Obid, setting aside his musket, began the preparation of breakfast, David questioned his father. “By God’s favor ’twas not the house, David, but the barn and a goodly store of hay that was burned. For- tunately these were far enough away so that the flames but scorched the dwelling house. The worst of it was over ere we arrived. Some folks from the settlement at Sudbury came also: John Longstaff and a Master Warren, of Salem, who is on a visit there, and two Indians.” “How did the fire catch, sir?” asked David. “Twas set,” replied Nathan Lindall grimly. “ Indians were seen skulking about the woods late in the afternoon, and °tis thought they were some that have set up their wagwams above the Beaver Pond since autumn.” “But why, sir?” “T know not, save that Master Vernham tells that of late they have shown much insolence and have frequently come to his house begging for food and cloth. At first he gave, but soon their importunity wearied him and he refused. They are, he says, a povern and worth- less lot; renegade Mohegans he thinks. But dress yourself, lad, and be about your duties.” me that the house is well secured at nightfall. HORTLY after the mid-day meal Nathan Lindall and Obid again set forth, this time taking the Sudbury path, and David, left to his own devices, finished the - plowing of the south field which was later to be sown to corn, and then unyoking the oxen and returning them to the barn he took his gun and made his way along the little brook toward the swamp woods. The afternoon, half gone, was warm and still, and a blueish haze lay over the distant hills to the southeast. Spring was waking the world and it seemed that he could almost see the tender young leaves of the white birches unfold. Birds chattered and sang as he skirted the marsh and approached the deeper forest beyond. <A chestnut stump had been clawed but recently by a bear in search of the fat white worms that dwelt in the decay- ing wood, and David found the prints of the beast’s paws and followed them until they became lost in the swamp. Turning back, his ears detected the rustling of feet on the dead leaves a few rods distant, and he paused and peered through the greening forest. After a moment an Indian came into view, a rather thick-set, middle-aged savage with a round countenance. He wore the English clothes save that his feet were fitted to mohkissonash and he had no doublet above a frayed and stained waistcoat that had once been bright green. Nor did he wear any hat, but instead, three blue feathers woven into his hair. He carried bow and arrows and a hunting-knife hung at his girdle. A string of wampum encircled his neck. That he had seen David as soon as David had seen him was evident, for his hand was already raised in greeting. “°Tis you, Tanopet,” called David. ‘ For the moment I took you for the bear that has been dining at yonder stump.” “ Aye,” grunted the Indian, approaching. Brother. Where see bear?” David explained, Joe Tanopet listening “ Greeting, gravely the

The Wadchusetts are forest Indians and swift and sly while. Then “No good,” he said. “No catch um in swamp.” “Where you been so long? You haven't been here since winter.” Tanopet’s gaze wandered and he waved a hand vaguely. “Me go my people,” he answered. “ Alh very glad see me. Make feast, make dance, make good times.” “Ts your father Big Chief still living, Joe?” “ Aye, but um very old. Soon um die. Then Joe be chief. How your father, David?” “Well, I thank you.” “You see fire last night?” “Aye. Father and Obid Dawkin went to give aid, but the flames were out when they reached Master Vernham’s. They say that the fire was set, Joe.” “ Ave.” “They suspect some Indians who have been living near the Beaver Pond,” continued David questioningly. Joe Tanopet shook his head. “ Not Beaver Pond peo- ple.” “Who then, Joe?” “Maybe Manitou make fire,” replied the Indian evasively. “Man or two, rather,’ Jaughed David. “ Anyhow, father and Obid have gone to Sudbury where they are to confer with others, and I fear it may go hard with the Beaver Pond Indians. How do you know that they did not set the fire, Joe?” “Me know. You tell father me say.” “ Aye, but with no more proof than that I fear "twill make little difference,” answered the boy dubiously. “Joe, they say that there are many strange Indians in the forest this Spring; that Mohegans have been seen as far north as Meadfield. Is it true?” “Me no see um Mohegans. Me see um Wampanoags. (Continued on page 69)

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OON after Bob Graham, a husky chap from Angeles Academy, irrived at the Porcu- pine Mine at Crooked Elbow, impractical Lafe Sanders, presi- dent and manager of the fast and hopelessly fail- mine property, indulged another one Los general ra Ing of his many queer ideas. He bought Toby from a_ de- funct circus and brought him to the mine. Toby was an elephant and_ the mine manager had conceived the idea of using the huge pachyderm to pull mired supply and ore wagons out of difficulty and handle heavy timbers that were awkward or heavy to be handled by men. too Toby broke a record in that he was the first of many of Mr. San- ders’ innovations in mine operation that prov ed successful. The elephant ful- filled his duties even better than Mr, Sanders had expected, but this one success could hardly the doomed Porcupine mine at this stage of the game. Mr. Sanders had made too many mistakes in the past, which, coupled with the fact that the gold lead that was being mined was meager and fast petering out, made it evident to everyone, including Bob Graham, that in six the down and remain closed save months mine would shut forever. This eV ery was a blow to Bob, for his widowed mother had cent of her savings tied up in Porcupine mining stock. that the Bob had left the academy and taken a position at the mine. He had come there with the vague hope that perhaps he could little of his mothers money out of was Indeed, reason why in some save a the wreck. With the advent of Toby, Bob at least thing to take his mind from his troubles. Los Angeles had been given a position in the transporta- Toby appeared on the scene, way found some- The boy from tion department, and when Mr. Sanders, because he had no one else available, gave Bob the job of caring for the big animal. Toby became Bob’s special charge and Bob was mighty busy for a long time trying to understand and manage the beast. As docile and more tractable than any of the mine mules, the huge animal gave Bob very little trouble, and in a surprisingly short time they became fast friends. The boy marveled at the intelligence and understanding of the leathery skinned old fellow and he spent hours in his com- pany, sometimes talking to him and petting him just as he would a dog. T was apparent that Toby liked this attention and fast learned to care a great deal for Bob. Indeed, when the boy was attending to other duties and Toby was tethered to his stake at the far end of the line of corrals, his absurdly small black eyes were always watching eagerly for the appearance of Bob, whom he would greet with a snort of pleasure. Bob never passed him without a cheer- ful word or a fond slap or two and whenever he could he vrought sugar, or cookies, or crackers from the mine’s general store, which, needless to say, Toby relished greatly. Often Bob paused to have what almost amounted to a chat with the animal. He would talk to him on all sorts of ridiculous subjects and Toby would watch him with in- terest while his big ears fanned slowly back and forth and his heavy head and pendulous trunk nodded solemnly as if he understood every word Bob said. Nights, after his work was done and his evening meal

There was a most innocent didn’t-know-it-was-loaded expression in his twinkling little eyes eaten in the mess hall, while the rest of the miners flocked tv the town’s saloon, Bob frequently sought the com- panionship of the old elephant and sometimes, sitting on his broad head or stretched full length on the big beast’s back, he would gaze up at the stars or else amuse him- self by indulging in one of these foolish and one-sided conversations with the animal. He was amusing himself that way the night of the fire. Despite the fact that the hour was late, he was standing beside the massive foreleg of Toby and softly scratching behind the big fan-like ear, while he told him what a desperate situation the Porcupine Mine was really in. But before he finished what he was saying he was startled by a violent explosion in the vicinity of the Porcu- pine engine house. At the same moment a sheet of flame shot skyward and, with a rush and”*a roar, the fire en- veloped everything about the mouth of the mine and began to reach out for the flimsy wooden structures of the town. NSTANTLY turmoil reigned. Men in varied attire scrambled from shacks and bunk houses and poured into the single street. Somewhere, someone began beating on a rusted rail that served as a fire bell. The bawling of mules in the corrals and the shrill neighs of frightened horses were added to the din. In a few minutes the little mining town became an inferno. <A _ thick cloud of black smoke balooned skyward, reflecting back the weird light of the roaring flames. Bob looked upon the scene half stunned Nd could hardly believe his eyes. Then hy went cold with fea and anxiety, He knew that he Was witnessing the end of the Porcupine, for if the fire laid the buildings, as it was apparent it would, they would never be rebuilt and the mine never reopened again. ‘That meant that the mining stock his mother held was as worthless as go many sheets of paper. Forgetting everything, ev ey Toby, in his excite. ment, he rushed headlong up the street in the direec- tion of the flames, As for the ele- phant, that huge and powerful creature presented a strange spectacle silhouetted against the — back- ground of the con- flagration. At the sound of the ex- plosion he jumped as if he had_ been shot, and when he saw the flames burst- ing forth in every direction, he trumpetted shrilly with fear, and his huge bulk began to tremble all over. Instinctively he looked around for Bob, as if seeking his protection. When he saw the boy rushing headlong toward the fire, he trumpeted again and again in agony, and strained at his tether.

- See OR some time he stood thus watching with fear the flames increase in volume. Soon they were spreading toward him. Shack after shack went up like tinder. Huge sparks whirled skyward and fell about the ele- phant and fire brands went hissing through the air. Toby trumpetted in terror and began to stamp his heavy feet. Presently one of the glowing embers fell full upon his back. With a roar of fright and anger he bolted. His chain tether snapped short at his foot and fell off with a rattle. A moment later he swinging off full tilt the darkness and away from the roaring fire demon, nor did he stop so long as he could see the glow of the flames was into in the night sky. Dawn found Toby still shambling along in a deep, heavily wooded valley at a more than moderate gait. He was breathing heavily from the night’s exertion and and a big spot on his back burned dis- agreeably. Also his off hind foot hurt, where the skin had been cut by the chain when it snapped. He was nervous and irritable, too, and his tiny brown eyes searched the forest furtively for signs of danger, while his ridicu- lously short tail waggled from side to side nervously. All night long he had been making his way through under- brush and had trampled down everything that had blocked excitement,

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Forest dwellers heard him coming from afar, and deer bounded away with a whistle of fright before he came anywhere near them, while rabbits darted for cover, and magpies and jays, overhead, followed his course, scream- ing and chattering at him. A sleepy raccoon, tired from a night of romping and hunting, was just crawling into a hollow log to go to sleep, when Toby came thrashing up. In a panic with the fear that a grizzly bear might be after him, the wise little animal whisked up a tree and climbed well into the branches. There he crouched and gazed down. in wonder as he saw the huge bulk of the elephant go tramping by. Here was the strangest creature he had ever beheld in the forest. But Toby frightened the forest folk still more a mo- ment later when he let loose a trumpeting blast that echoed and re-echoed against the mountains. On the alert for danger, Toby had caught the strong scent of He was close upon it and immediately the instincts of his ancestors of India were aroused. It was an un- friendly odor and must be stamped out. The elephant rushed headlong through a thicket and the next instant came full upon a huge panther crouched over the bleeding remains of a fawn. With ears flat and eyes narrowed and with one paw upon her prey, the tawny cat glared at the intruder and spat viciously, fully intending to fight for her meat. But when Toby’s huge head forced its way through the thicket and his massive body came into full view, a look of surprise crossed the cat’s face, and with a bound she leapt into a second growth tree nearby. Never had she encountered anything quite so formidable in appearance as the elephant. cat. OBY’S wrath was unholy. He let out another blast T as the puma took to the tree, and with a surprisingly swift charge he was directly beneath her and was reach- ing up for her with his trunk. He had almost wrapped it about the panther’s lithe body, when, squalling with fright, she slapped at him with a claw-armed paw and scrambled higher. The slap added fuel to the fire. The claws reached the most sensitive part of Toby’s bellow of rage, he seized hold of shake it fiercely. The result were concentrated in that anatomy and with a began to cyclone and though a the tree was as Toby's wrath was unholy one spot. The tree began to rock back and forth as if in a high gale, and the frantic panther, with foot- ing all too insecure on the smaller branches in the top, clung on for her life and howled with fear. And the more she howled, the harder Toby shook thé tree, until suddenly, like an apple from a stick, the panther was catapulted out and went crashing down into the underbrush thirty feet away. Catlike she landed on her feet, and an instant later she was a tawny streak loping up the mountainside. Toby watched her go, and, with something akin to humor in his little brown eyes, he sent after her a snort of triumph. The encounter proved to be just the sort of event Toby needed to loose his pent up energy. His highly strung nerves grew quieter and he experienced a wonderful sense of relief and freedom after that. In a surprisingly short time his usual happy disposi- tion returned to him, and he moved on into the forest at a more leisurely gait, even stopping now and then to uproot tender plants wherever he found any. This made him realize that he was hungry, and when he developed a real appetite the thing he wanted most was fresh green grass. But green grass was hard to find in the thick of the forest. There was undergrowth a-plenty of shrubs and _ seedling trees, and masses and tangles of bushes and vines, all of which the elephant sampled. Some he found palatable and worth the uprooting, but others were entirely lacking in appetizing qualities. He searched in vain for grass. E had been traveling a valley that led directly away from Crooked Elbow since bolting from the fire. With daylight, however, he tried climbing the slopes, for somehow it seemed to him grass should be where ‘he saw sunlight on the mountains, instead of in the depths of the thick woods. He quickly perceived, however, that he was not built for moun- tain climbing, his big flat feet and his great bulk making it very difficult to travel the steep slopes. After a time he turned back into the valley again; and lumbered along ‘n company with a_ rushing mountain stream that had its source somewhere up among the hills. Toby refused, however, to travel with the stream for that direction led back to Crooked Elbow. Instead, he proceeded slowly up the valley, grubbing among the rocks for an occasional blade or two of grass. On and on he pushed. It was hard and tedious going, for the woods were thick and rocks were many. By high noon he reached a point in his journey where it seemed for a while as if he must stop. The stream came tumbling down toward him over a series of low ledges that shut off the rest of the valley beyond. Toby reached these ledges and looked up. He could see the top, twice his own height, above. For a long while he stood staring and apparently wondering what was beyond. Presently he seemed to make up his mind about something, for he scuffled along the foot of the first ledge in a very de- termined manner until he came to a place where he could get a foothold. With much scram- bling and clumsy, flatfooted ef- fort, and with a great deal of grunting, he worked his way up on top of the first ledge, then carefully picking his foot- ing he negotiated the second, then the third and finally the fourth ledge, and found himself at the top. And there was un- folded before him a sight that made him glad. It was the source of the stream, a natural park in the mountains, with a beautiful gray-blue pool framed in a wonderful soit green meadow, while on either side, rising rugged and high, were timber-covered mountains. Toby, tuckered out by this climb, that could have been covered easily in a single leap by his recent enemy, the panther, stood and viewed the paradise that was spread out before him. Here was grass a-plenty, and cool clear -water to wallow in. Somehow instinct had told him that he could ex- pect just this when he reached the top of the ledges. With and measured = steps, for he tired, the elephant walked out into the slow was The wise little animal whisked up a tree meadow and proceeded to satisfy his appetite with the lush grass. Then, hungry no longer, he made his way over to the pool and, wad- ing in, took a long deep drink, after which he proceeded to pull up mud- matted roots, and sling them onto his back. They cooled the burn that the flying ember had made and he liked to feel the mud and water dribble down his wrinkled leathery flanks. O pleasant was this occupation that he stood there dozing as he plastered himself from head to tail. His were half closed and his huge ears waved lazily back and forth. He seemed almost on the point of going to sleep standing up. But he came to with a start. From the back of the pond came a curious grunt, and Toby opened his eyes, to find that he was be- ing scrutinized by a huge grizzly bear. The king of the valley into which Toby had blundered was sitting up in the long grass and looking at the elephant with astonish- ment and curiosity evident in his intelligent face. Toby stopped slinging wet grass and lowered his trunk to the water, meanwhile staring back at the bear ques- tioningly. He knew bears. He had met them in his circus days. To be sure they were nowhere near as large as this one, for they were black bears. Still, there was nothing menacing about the odor of a bear, and Toby looked the grizzly over with interest. Then, because he felt in a decidedly playful mood, he raised his trunk and, with a soggy snort, shot several gallons of water at the shaggy fellow and there was a most innocent, didn’t-know- it-was-loaded expression in his twinkling little eyes, as he viewed the result. For a moment the grizzly sat there dripping, and thor- oughly astonished. Then, with a grunt of delight, for he was a playful soul, as most of his kind are, he plunged into the pond, and proceeded to deluge the elephant with water, by the simple process of beating the surface with his mighty paws. This Was more than Toby had hoped for, and forthwith a water fight started, in which the grizzly was staggered or tumbled over a dozen times by forceful streams from the elephant’s trunk, while Toby’s bark-like skin ran rivulets. This sport lasted until both were tired. Then, by mutual consent, they waded out of the pond and up into the dry meadow grass, where Toby slowly let himself down on his knees, and then, with a grunt, rolled over on his side. The grizzly watched the efforts of this strange and cum- bersome animal with the utmost curiosity, plainly trying to understand what sort of a friend he had found. But, when he perceived that the elephant meant to take a nap in the warm sunshine, he sprawled out, too, and before long the strange companions were sleeping. eyes HAT was the beginning of one of the most -unusual friendships the forest ever knew. These two huge animals, had so much in common in the way of natural in- telligence, keen senses, instincts, fearlessness and physical strength, that they made the most interesting of playfel- lows. And in habits and manner of living they were so en- tirely different that never did there arise any reason for antagonism. Pure love of play brought them together and this single interest served as the basis of their comradery. The big mountain meadow had always been the grizzly’s favorite playground, and now, since the advent of the ele- phant, he came there daily. Indeed, Toby and his shaggy- coated companion, from the time of their meeting, spent (Continued on page 58

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Tihe Gamest JAic settled over the Huil field, while the com- cowd, its eyes fixed on the diamond, scarcely a Even the leaders their wild gyrations pumped volleys from the rival bleachers during the first eight silently on their heels, their huge mega- HUSH mencement ¢1 made rustle. cheer who had by or cheers innings squatted phones lying idle beside them, and the voices of the coaches were stilled. It was tha end of the ninth inning, two out, a Hull runner on second, another on third, and Sweetwater lead- ing four to three. Young Manners, the Sweetwater pitcher, glanced at his catcher squatting behind the plate, caught the signal, nodded, looked over his shoulder at the Hull runners who were prancing along the base lines in their impatience. Then his flashed ball came speeding over the out- irm back and the side corner shoulder high. Crack! The Hull batter met it squarely, driving it on an straight into the hands of Skeeter Robinson, the Sweet- water second baseman. The Owl, who had been crouching in the Sweetwater cheering section biting his nails and scarcely daring to breathe, gave a wild whoop of joy, half turned his back to the field, and began to beat Antidote head with his brand new straw hat, screaming at the “It’s the game! The easy bound Jones over the top of his lungs. game! The game!” The Owl was mistaken, for the Skeeter after catching the ball cleanly had, in- stead of throwing it swiftly into the eagerly outstretched hands of the Animal at first base, slowly lobbed it fifteen feet over the Animal's head, while the Hull base runners flashed across the plate with the game. For an instant, there was dead silence, then came a mighty roar from the Hull stands which rippled and flashed with wildly tossing banners of blue and white, while hundreds of lusty young throats screamed delight at sure defeat, turned into miraculous victory. “Gosh!” gasped the Owl, when the full significance of the horrible disaster became impressed upon his numbed brain, . “ The Skeeter blew. The game was in his pocket and he threw it away.” “Yeh, blew is right,” replied Antidote dejectedly, as he watched the Hull crowd pour out from their stands, and swarm over the field in the crazy waves of their snake dance. “Look at continued. “Act as though they’d won the game in- stead of having it given to ’em. I always knew he was yellow,’ he continued vin- dictively. "em, he HAT of the miserable Skeeter? When he saw the ball sail over the Animal's head he stood frozen in his tracks with horror, and remained motionless until the second Hull runner crossed the plate with the winning run. Then he stumbled toward the Sweetwater bench, his head bowed in shame, where he was greeted with open‘y hostile remarks from the substitutes, and an air of scorn from some of the regular members of the team, while others more belligerently inclined threatened instant annihilation. “I'm sorry, Slugger,’ he murmured to the brawny Sweetwater captain who was busy unstrapping his pro- tector. “It was so easy I—I——” “Did it on purpose, you traitor,” interrupted the fiery left fielder, who had saved the game by a wonderful one hand running catch in Hull’s half of the sixth when with the bases loaded he had turned a seemingly sure three bagger into a glorious double play. “Traitor!” shouted several of the team, and then Tom Dolan the professional coach took things into his hands. “Cut that,” he growled shoving his way through the little group of boys who surrounded the luckless Skeeter. “Can that traitor stuff,’ he continued. “The Skeeter pulled a bone on a simple play as Snodgrass did in a world’s series game when I was with the Giants, but the Skeeter’s no traitor. You kids shut up! You make me sick,” and with his hand on Skeeter’s shoulder he started toward the field house. The short walk seemed a_ thousand Skeeter, and he suffered untold agony base miles to as he stumbled poor along beside the coach. Too proud to keep his eyes lowered, he felt as though every glance he met was either one of undisguised scorn, or malicious glee. As he passed the Hull section of the grand stand two rooters who in their frenzied joy were chasing each other in stopped when they almost collided with him and swinging their hats from their heads made him a low bow exclaim- ing, “ Thanks, Robinson, for the game.” tiding you pretty hard, aren’t they?” said the coach. Skeeter’s eyes filled with tears. The coach noticed them and slipped his arm around the boy’s shoulders. circles, “ Never mind, Kid, next year you'll be in there playing” “ Never mind, kid, next year you'll be in there playing the old bag in a way to make ’em laugh on the other side of their face,” he said. In the fieldhouse the Skeeter climbed out of his uniform, but he waited until the other members of the team had left the showers before he took his bath. He couldn't face them. As a result he was late in dressing and kept the barge, which was to drive the Sweetwater team to the station, waiting. No one spoke to him on the way to the station, and on the train he had a seat to himself, although the other half yawned in vain for ‘the presence of one of his team mates. Skeeter had entered the school late the previous fall and was only able to secure one of the single rooms in the east tower of Morgan Hall, so he was obliged to face the terror of that night without the presence of a room- mate, who would have been either a source of consolation, or at any rate the means of a heated argument that would have cleared the air, and brought him back to the realiza- tion of the fact that although his miserable error had lost the Hull game and with it the Prep school championship of the East, the end of the world had not yet come. As it was he sat alone in his room, his head buried BOYS’ LIFE By George G. Livermore Illustrated by Eliot Keen in his hands, not daring to face the school at the commons for dinner. For hours he scarcely moved, suffering in dumb agony. Every play of the game in detail passed in review, and the knowledge that he had accepted seven out of eight chances, and made two hits, one of which had scored a run brought no crumb of comfort to his aching mind. E was disgraced, his school career was ruined, for years he would be pointed out as the second base- man who blew the Hull game. Already half the team, he was sure, believed he had done it on pur- pose, before long the school would also believe it. Why they should do so never entered his weary brain. He felt that he was henceforth, excommunicated, a pariah, and could never again hold up his head in Sweetwater. And then the school of which in his few months residence he had _ be- come intensely fond, and about which he had boasted to his old friends when home on vacations, suddenly became distasteful. He hated it. He would leave before the term closed the following week. He would leave that very night. In a frenzy of eagerness, he dragged his trunk from the closet and began to pack, tumbling his clothes in helter skelter so he could catch the night train from the junction. The thought of the train brought the question of a ticket to his mind, and he suddenly came to the realization that whereas the fare to his home town was a little over eight dollars, his sole wealth was represented by a half dollar and two dimes which he jingled miserably together as he stood surveying the awful disorder he had created. Then in disgust he tore off his clothes and hurled himself into bed, where he lay hoping the building might fall down and crush him in its ruins, or that he might die before morning. “Then,” he thought, “they'd all be sorry and the doctor would preach a beautiful sermon in the chapel, and afterwards his class would escort the hearse tu the station as it had when that new boy had died of pneumonia during the winter.” . With such cheerful thoughts filling his mind he finally dropped off to sleep and never stirred until the,morning sun awoke him with a start, and a glance at his watch told him that he would have to do without breakfast to reach chapel before the doors were closed. It was a _ beautiful June morning, the fresh air laden with a multi- tude of sweet scents, the birds singing in the old elms, and the colonial houses on Main Street seeming to wink benignly at him from their leaded windows, as he hurried across the campus. Two preps spoke respectfully to him as he rushed up the chapel walk, and he be- gan to feel that after all Sweetwater was not so bad a school and that his disgrace was not so black, but as he slid into his seat beside Dick Sears the left fielder, and whispered hello, that worthy half turned his back upon him and _ the Skeeter’s heart grew cold as the marble slab upon which he was kneeling for the opening prayer. vn the next hour, the Skeeter sat upright staring straight ahead, and wishing with all his soul for the end of the service so that he might bury himself once more in the seclusion of his room, for the hope of forgiveness for his crime of thé day Before, born with the coming of the new day, withered into ashes at the cruel rebuff of his teammate. At noon he again avoided facing the school at the commons, making a miserable meal of sandwiches and sundaes at Gus’s, and then retired to his room where he remained alone with his misery. Late in the afternoon as he sat brooding in his arm chair, he heard some one climbing the stairs, but pride prevented him from answer- ing the knock, and whoever his caller was stamped away without trying to open the door. If the Skeete-- had only acknowledged the knock, he would have learned his caller was none other than Sears, come to apologize for his behavior. As it was, he went to the commons for supper with a heart filled with bitter- XUM

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XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine ness, Where, as luck would have it, the first greeting he received was from Fresh Fish who having a poor sense of humor greeted him with “ Why here’s Robin- son, the best ball player Hull had.” The Skeeter blushed a fiery red, and sat down without replying, which was the very worst thing he could have done. If he had only said “Sure Fresh, the Hull trustees paid me fifty dollars for throwing the game,” all his troubles would have ended there and in good natured jollying, but poor Skeeter had only been at Sweet- water a few months and had spent most of that time alone, so he took the remark as an evidence of the hatred his schoolmates felt for him, and choked down his meal in silence, while the boys at the table seeing how uncomfortable he was kept up an unmerciful barrage of talk about Snodgrass, Merkle, the im- mortal Casey, and others Who have achieved angora hood by reason of their failure in a pinch. And so the few remaining days dragged by to the end of the term. The Skeeter keeping as much to himself as possible,- and the school as a whole, seeing that he had no sense’ of humor, delighting in making his life miserable at every opportunity, until on the closing day he left for home filled with a grim resolu- tion that never again would he set foot in Sweetwater. YATE, and his father, who somehow did not feel that losing a ball game constituted the worst crime imaginable, ruled otherwise and the opening day of the Fall term found the Skeeter on the plat- form of the Sweetwater depot with a crowd of fifty returning schoolmates, each of whom was struggling wildly to extricate his trunk from the heap that almost hid the small station, and striving with sheer might to jam himself and belongings along with fifty other boys and their baggage into Hi Walden’s old barge which at most could hold only twenty. Two of the younger boys, their arms filled with bundles, brushed by him and leaped into the only vacant seats, but they only enjoyed possession a minute for the Owl who had been the first aboard shouted: “ Here, you children! ‘Get out! Don’t you know better than to grab a seat from an upper classman,” and with a sweep of his long arms sent the “preps” and their baggage tumbling onto the platform. “Come on, Skeeter!” the Owl shrieked, as the barge heaved forward, and with a flying leap the Skeeter hurled himself onto the rear steps and scrambled up beside the Owl who promptly slipped an arm around his shoulders and began to pour forth a disjointed history of what he had been doing through the vacation. The Skeeter from his first days at Sweetwater had admired’ the Owl whom he recognized as not only the ablest politician in the school, a hatcher of countless schemes, and the leader in many weird enter- prises that some- times resulted disas- triously to other hoys whom he per- suaded to join him, but he also saw hid- den in the gangling youth the qualities of a fierce loyalty to the school and _ its traditions, a good nature that was ir- resistible, and a will- ingness to help a schoolmate out of trouble that made and kept friends. So a warmth of satisfaction, al- most delight, stole through the Skeeter as he sat with the Owl’s arm around his shoulders listen- ing to the torrent of speech the Owl shot forth with the speed of a machine gun. A N open buggy filled with suit cases, tennis rackets, golf clu:,s, and Slip- pery Elm and the Clown, flashed by on two wheels, narrowly missing disaster in countless For a glorious hour they sang ine ditch. “Oh, you, Slippery!” the Owl called. “ Look at him. Ten pounds heavier if he’s an ounce. He'll run the Hull ends off their feet this fall. We'll lick them sure this year.” “Ever play football? Going out for the team?” he continued all in one breath. “ You ought to, get out and mix up with the crowd, that’s the way to get on here.” “I’m no good,” replied the Skeeter modestuy. “ All I can do is kick. I played left half on the high school team at home, but I’m not good enough.” “Don’t be a goat,” snapped the Owl. kicker badly this fall, Jim Gray isn’t coming back. average can you punt?” “Forty-five yards my last year.” The Owl] whistled. “Yes, pretty fair.” “You go out for the team, theyll need you,” and the Owl grinned down at him so appealingly the Skeeter ” “We'll need a What 6 “Can you drop kick, too?” he asked. As it was he sat alone in his room his head buried in his hands, not daring to face the school at the commons for dinner 13 promised. ““Everybody up,” shouted the Owl, as the barge topped Consumption Hill and the early fall glory of the campus burst into view. “Come on, now make it good, the regular cheer.” They cheered each buifding as they passed, giving the time honored three groans as they rode by Reci- tation Hall, and then as the barge drew up to the Administration Building, they clustered around the doctor who stood on the steps welcoming each with a firm hand clasp and a smile of good fellowship. To his horror, the Skeeter found he had been allotted a room the other half of which was already occupied by Dick Sears, the left fielder; but when he timidly opened the door expecting to be received either with scorn or open hostility, he was bewildered when his roommate fell upon him with cries of ‘Good old Skeeter? How’s your body? Gee, aint it great to be back? We'll have some time. The Clown and Slippery Elm have the room across the hall. There’s a corking crowd of us in Morgan this year.” The heavy load of despair the Skeeter had carried since June slipped from his shoulders, and he felt like shouting his joy at the top of his lungs, for such evidences of good fellowship meant his crime of losing the Hull game had been forgiven. ATER, he had more evidence of this wonderfui fact, for after supper as he was passing the steps of Recitation Hall where the upper classes lay sprawled singing the school songs, the Clown called, “Oh, you Skeeter, come on up,’ and as the Skeeter paused, Slippery Elm beckoned to him. He joined them, and for a glorious hour sat with the Owl’s head in his lap, and the Clown’s arm about his shoulders while they sang each song over and over, winding up with a tremendous school cheer and roars of laughter, when the doctor called across to them from his piazza that it was time to stop as they were keeping the “ preps ” awake. Two weeks later Slippery Elm stopped the Skeeter on the campus. “The Owl tells me you can kick. port at the field at two o’clock.” “Really, Slippery, ’'m no good,” the Skeeter replied modestly. ** Never mind, report,” Slippery ordered. “We haven't anyone on the squad who can punt thirty yards.” A quarter past two found the Skeeter on the side lines huddled among the other substitutes, fearful lest he should be called to play, and yet hoping he would have a chance to display the one football talent he possessed, before making himself ridiculous in the other parts of the game at which he knew himself to be woefully inefficient. During the second period, an’ end run by the first team worked the ball over to the edge of the field near the bench. As the teams lined up Slippery Elm glanced toward the side lines, “ Robin- son!” he called, “take Barnes’s place at left half,” and the Skeeter dropping the blanket from _ his shoulders hurried out onto the field. The first play was a line smash _ that netted a scant yard. Then came the signal for a punt, and the Skeeter dropping back ten yards from the line of scrim- mage booted a beau- tiful spiral over the scrubs’ goal line. At the end of the practice, he trotted off the field with the other members of the team—su- premely happy, for although he had missed three easy tackles, and lost the ball on a wretched fumble on one of the four occasions he had bucked the line, (Cont. on page 55) We need you. Re-

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HE Mayflower’s boats drew into Silver Bay on Lake George and Carver, Brewster, Alden, and the rest of the Pilgrims landed on Plymouth Rock right in the midst of a Y.M.C.A. conference. There to greet the first settlers was an audience of Y men and Y girls, Boy Scouts, neighbors, summer visitors along Lake George from Sabbath Day Point to Ticonderoga, and one lone Indian—redheaded Johnnie Kelly. A thous- und, more or less, white men and women of 1920 seated in a semi-circle on the grassy slope of a great amphi- theater to applaud the forefathers of 1620 as those brave seekers for freedom first planted foot on American soil. A thousand, more or less white. How commas alter the sense and tell a new tale! For among that crowd were those of other races than the Caucasian, some of the finest of their clan, here gathered at the Y’s great school on the most unselfish of missions: seeking to make them- selves more useful to their fellow men. But among all that fifty score, strange to say, there was not one representative of the full-blooded American Indian. It was this circumstance that led to the drafting of Mrs, Spreggs’s chore boy, Johnnie Kelly from Amster- dam Avenue, New York City, there being no young man at the conference bold enough to appear in the scanty attire of the aborigine, HE stage manager of the to celebrate the three hundredth anniversary of the landing of the Pilgrims was Miles Standish. In everyday life Miles Standish was plain Murgatroyd Jones, a dry-goods mer- chant of Brooklyn. He an earnest little roly-poly, so wrapt up in the work of the stupendous spectacle he pageant was was staging that in his busy cranium there was no room for what little sense of humor he may naturally have possessed. “ Ain’t I sure to be pulled in for trotting out in me Museum of Art clothes?” asked Johnnie, to the half-con- cealed merriment of his chum, Jack Van Zarn. “Oh, you'll wear a pair of bathing trunks,” explained the serious Miles Standish, “and we'll give you a coat of paint.” “T ain’t worryin’ about a coat,” said Johnnie. about pants?” And Jack Van Zarn exploded. “ Well-er-yes,” admitted Standish; “ painted, of course.” “What's the dope?” “TI don't understand.” “What have I gotter do?” “Here’s the story,” explained Miles Standish. “The Pilgrims landed in December. One day in March Samoset, an Indian who had learned a little English of the English- men at Penobscot, entered the town and surprised the settlers by calling out, “ Welcome, Englishmen!” He was an envoy of Massassoit, Sachem of the tribe possessing the land north of Narragansett bay. You are to be Samoset, I intend to make free with history a bit in rder to idealize the situation—make it impressive—heart- stirring—give a dramatic thrill. When the Pilgrims land on the rock, Samoset will appear with open arms to greet them, Motion pictures are to be taken, and if that tableau doesn’t make a hit, I am a poor judge of the dramatic art,” * How OHNNIE did not enthuse. disappointment. “There ain’t much actin’ for me in that,” he grumbled. “T git all cammyflagged up with paint like a chorus girl and I'll have to take a real bath with soap to git it off, and for what? Jist to throw me wings out like a stuck up rooster and crow, ‘Welcome, Englishmen!’ ” His face indicated keen By Wilbur S. arer “ He's right,” broke in the assistant stage Rev. Mr. John Barker, a young minister with fine lines of good-nature radiating from the corners of his twinkling eyes. “We redman in his native manager, the can stage a scene of the haunts just before the Pilgrims land—a stalking his provender with primitive slope— imple- grassy the brave ments of the chase.” “Ah, none o’ that barefoot on the lawn for me!” protested Johnnie. “What the crowd’ll fall for is a Indian dancin’ chasin’ his Sunday dinner and shootin’ his meal ticket into its slats.” “Yes, exactly,” agreed the minister. “You describe a 1620 episode in 1920 New Yorkese, but it is a splendid idea.” Miles Standish, though a bit dubious of the Rev. Mr. Barker's histrionic abilities, finally gave a reluctant con- sent, and Johnnie’s spirits rose to the heights. When, however, the possibilities of Johnnie’s part sank into Jack Van Zarn’s mind, he could not suppress himself, “ Whoever heard of a red-headed Indian?” he demanded soulfully, “ Leave with a familiarity the dry-goods merchant. it to Miles and the dominie,” retorted Johnnie that amused the minister and shocked “When you’re lookin’ for a red- man, you want ’im red; and that’s me, You kin be the hind legs of a deer for me to shoot at. Let Bill Spreggs be the forequarters, and I'll promise to shoot his end.” “Another good idea!” cried Barker enthusiastically. “Ah, he'll spoil it all,’ grumbled Van Zarn. “ An Indian has always got to have a solemn face, and Johnnie will see something funny right in the midst of it.” “He mustn’t do that,” declared Miles Standish some trepidation. “This has got to be a serious affair.’ “Tl jist tink all the time about goin’ back to school after vacation and then I sure won’t grin.” “But if he steps on nettles or runs against a_black- berry bush he'll be sure to let out an *‘Ouch!’” persisted Jack. Johnnie pulled up his trousers leg and jabbed a pin up to the head in his thigh. “Kin I stand pain?” he demanded, “If you kin do that, Jack, Vll let you be Indian, and I'll be a deer’s tail- end,” The stumped Jack failed to qualify, and Johnnie wisely re- frained from explaining that when he had cut his leg by falling into the cistern, the nerves had been severed so that there was no feel- ing in that particular spot. with - HUS it came about that on the great before the May- flower’s boats rounded Plymouth Beach, alias Slim Point, Silver Bay, there stepped into the natural amphitheater in front of the most ap- preciative audience that a boy could wish for, an Indian most prime- val, Like the apparel of Gunga Din, there was not much to Samo- set’s costume, before or wh! behind—just a pair of day, dye “ian Roo Wimert. We Wi Ai “ Hi yi bang bow wow hoo chow!” BOYS’ LIFE W Illustrated by Bert L. Salg trunks. But raspberry and blackberry juice, the green essence of a peck of spinach, and a rare collection of variegated mud daubs had disguised the chore boy thor- oughly. With a headdress of fresh-water clam shells and chicken feathers his fiery red hair was entirely extin- guished, and he strutted forth, a quiver of arrows over his shoulder and a long bow in his hand, with all the “ self-assurance of a matinee idol. He was met by the Rev. Mr. Barker and amid polite applause solemnly escorted to a planked platform about as big as a packing- box situated at a convenient point within the semi-circle of the attentive gathering. On the platform was a five-pound mallet with a three-foot handle. Dr. Barker raised his hand for The Indian stood with arms folded his gaudy breast, scowling fiercely straight ahead. “Ladies and gentlemen,” said the assistant stage manager with impressive dignity, “ let me present to you one of the leading actors in to-day’s drama, Neverflinch, chief of the Wampanoags, linea) descendant of Samoset himself, who will act the part of his illustrous ancestor. You have heard of the stoicism of the redman, Will someone provide me with some ordinary pins? Ah, thank you, I press these three pins up to the very head in Neverflinch’s leg.” \ shocked murmur ran over the impressed crowd, “ Not a muscle does he move.” silence. across HE performance provoked a round of applause. Any who had doubts of Neverflinch’s genuineness must surely have been convinced. “ Neverflinch wishes to deliver a message to you,” con- tinued Dr. Barker. “ He will talk in the Indian tongue and afterwards I shall translate his speech.” He turned to Samoset. “ Pow-wow!” said he. The redman turned his head slowly and surveyed the enpottont throng with a supercilious sneer. “Ugh pugh giggle umph!” said he in a harsh guttural an@ screwed up his face as if he had got a whiff of ailanthus blossoms. “ Plub slum wang doodle.” “He says he is happy to be with us to-day,” the obliging interpreter. explained Ugh wibble zing vah wally hoo,” “He will recite to you the prowess and endurance of his race,” “Gump wishy-washy pish rush piffle wow!” said the brave Samoset with a fiendish exhibition of teeth, And for the next three minutes he poured out a steady stream of the strangest gib- berish that ever came from mortal tongue, His body began to sway in a jumpy, shivery mo- tion. Over he stooped, head drawn in like a scared turtle’s, and commenced a slow In- dian dance around the box. His voice grad- ually grew louder, his antics became more and more energetic, until at length he was leaping and windmilling around the little platform, howling like a _ cata- mount. Seizing the long-handled mallet in both hands, he whirled it around his head. “ Hi yi bang how wow hoo chow!” he bawled. ITH a_ blood- curdling yell he leaped into the air and with all his strength brought the mallet down on the planks of the platform with a re- sounding crash. “Owanux gum mum!” Again the mallet swung to the accom- The | panim a bang «Ow All pox. “On Thet form, Dr. to exp Ne concea council and al him he of the “Bu of the above “At tl times, to be transl. “Qu ynaba: put it signifi it is h presse here a The oughly readily he bee would the ef histori The natura realiza gliding to brir arrows the fies can’t | withou the Se give y things Wh cleane that a tobbo; to ha sand ceedin Spe that h the S have ; figure rl p | W le who |] home young Every out 01 hoses Wall Nov ability pictur shutte tieula their The who le XUM

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The Boy Scouts’ Magazine paniment of an ear-splitting howl and came down with 4 bang that split a plank. «‘Qwanux giggle umph!” A third inhuman assault smashed in one side of the , wibble giggle!” Then the Indian leaped upon the remnants of the plat- form, folded his arms and scowled straight ahead. Dr. Barker with impressive solemnity stepped forward to explain. “Neverflinch says the redman has been schooled to conceal his emotions, At his father’s knee before the council fire he learned ever to be calm, silent and gentle, and above all no matter what) torture is meted out to him he is never even by the bat of an eyelish or a quiver of the flesh to show signs of feeling pain.” “But, Doc,” called out a prominent leader of the Y when he could make himself heard above the spasms that rocked the audience. “At the end he made the same remark three times, accompanying it with what appeared to be appropriate gestures. You haven't translated that.” “Quite true, professor,” responded — the mabashed Dr. Barker, “it’s a bit difficult to put it into words, but you can interpret its significance for yourself when I explain that itis his complimentary close in which he ex- presses his deep regard and affection for all here assembled.” The audience gave evidence that they thor- oughly enjoyed the exhibition; but it can readily be surmised that Miles Standish, had he been present instead of out in the harbor, would have had disturbing misgivings as to “¥ the effect of such a scene upon his solemn Ze historical spectacle. The craving to be the center of admiring interest, so natural in every real boy, had now full opportunity for realization. Samoset showed off to his heart’s content, gliding swiftly over the lawn or crawling on his stomach to bring down imaginary enemies with his trusty bow and arrows and thereafter to scalp the phantom deal with all the fiendish gusto of the born savage. i. Lynn, Mass., March 28, 19—. EAR TED: Don’t think the old man has set up as a sort of a composite wiseacre, who believes he knows more than Solomon, Socrates & Co., but a man can't knock around the shoe trade for thirty odd years without picking up a pretty general line of useful knowl- edge, and if he has a son, it’s kind of up to him to see that the boy gets the benefit of what his dad learned in the School of Hard Knocks. That’s why I have tried to give you some hints in my letters in regard to certain Betting is one of them. things I would not do. When I read your last letter in which you said you deaned up twenty bucks on the Indoor Games, I realized that although you were not yet slithering down the greased tobbogan slide to perdition, it wouldn't do any harm to hand out a little advice you can use as a sort of sand paper seat to your pants to keep you from ex- ceeding the speed limit. Speaking of sand paper, reminds me of something that happened one year on the train coming home from the Shoe and Leather Fair at Saint Louis, and as I have a few minutes before Miss Sweeney brings in the figures on that last shipment of the Company’s leather, I'l pass it on to you for what it’s worth. WAS in the observation car, trying to write a few letters amid the chatter of a group of red hot sports, who I judged from their remarks, were on the way home from playing the races at New Orleans. One young fellow in a sunset suit, was particularly noisy. Every few minutes, he would draw a huge wad of bills out of his pocket, and waving them under his friends | Noses would boast of what he was going to do to Wall Street when he hit little Old New York. Now I have considerable respect for Wall Street's ability to take care of itself, and somehow I couldn't Picture all the old bulls and bears putting up the shutters and hiking for the tall grass when that par- ticular youth who had a chin like a fish’s, landed in their midst. The train stopped at a small town, and an old man who looked like the greenest rube in captivity came into XUM HEN sufficient time had been allowed for Johnnie's vanity to be partially satisfied, on came the deer. A remarkable animal, that deer, with the head and antlers of a noble buck and its hide made of some variety of cloth from the Brooklyn emporium of Miles Standish. The creature ambled across the landscape with all the grace of a jogging cow. -Natural History was badily sprained be- eh 4 cause the hind legs persisted in performing various antics to call attention to the fact ~ Loins F 4 ny ies \ ZN Y Z that they were worthy of notice. While the head would stretch up pretending to nibble leaves from an apple tree, the hindquarters were likely to be dancing a jig, and again, owing to a lack of coordination between forequarters and hind there was an occasional extension and contraction of its trunk that exhibited remarkable elasticity of the vertebrae. Yet despite these inequalities, the deer lum- By G. G. L. “Powerful poor matches these be” “ Welcome, Englishmen” 15 bered over the green, passing conveniently near the ambushed Samoset. The savage let fly an arrow, taking care, according to instructions, not to shoot too hard, though the arrows were tipped with rubber, The shaft struck the turf ten feet from the passing quadruped, which stopped to see what was the trouble, then circled about to pass the appointed spot of slaughter once more, This time the arrow went over its back, The deer laughed outright, the hindquarters dancing a derisive jig; and the crowd applauded heartily, This was too humiliating to Samoset’s descendant. He leaped from his hiaing-place and chased after the wambling deer untii he was close beside it, then drawing the arrow back to its head, he let it go. The shaft bounced against the passing animal precisely where Bill Spregg’s anatomy ended. According to the book and lyrics, Bill should have signaled the hind legs that it was time to keel over and die. But Bill's feelings were hurt. The deer let out an ago- nizing “Ouch!” and the forequartérs lesped three feet into the air. “You're kilt,” whispered Johnnie. EELING that it had been double crossed, the front of the deer had no intention of dying without revenging itself upon the savage who had failed to kill pain- lessly as per program. The deer lowered its head and charged the gaudy redman. Those sharp prongs were not inviting. Samoset backed away expostulating in guarded undertones. His _ retrogressive movement brought him to a clump of bushes, into which he tumbled heels over head. The deer’s forelegs tried to stop short, but the hind legs were not aware of the intention. The animal buckled. up like an accordion, then rolled into the bushes on top of the Indian. The next instant deer and redman scrambled out with cries of surprise, dismay, and pain, They had stirred up a yellow-jackets’ nest and the little hornets were living up to their reputation, The deer was in a deplorable (Continued on page 44) He sat down opposite the bunch of sports and a country newspaper out of his pocket, buried the car, pulling himself in its pages, From where I sat, I could see the sporting fraternity sizing him up, and presently the young loud mouth crossed over and sat down beside him, “Nice country around here, uncle,” young freshy began. “Shore is,’ the old farmer answered. “So durned fine I hate tew leave it. I bean here nigh on forty years, and I haint left Bington more’n twict. I sold the old farm a short spell back, and I’m going to Chicago now to live with a granddarter.” “Have a cigar?” asked the young sport. “Don’t keer if I do,” replied the farmer biting off the end, and taking one of the safety matches from a holder on the wall of the car he tried to strike it on the sole of his boot. , OW at that time safety matches had not been used to any great extent, still I didn’t suppose it was possible there was anyone who did not know what they were, although I knew that in some of those small mountain towns away from the railroad, the people were said to be a hundred years behind the times. When the old man tried to scratch another, and then a third, I was convinced he’d never heard of or seen a safety match, and I wondered what he’d do next. “Powerful pore matches, these be,” he said with a grunt, as he reached for a fourth and attempted to light it on the leg of his trousers. A crafty, cunny look, spread over the young sport’s weak face. ‘ You can’t light those matches that way,” he said, “T'll bet I kin,” the old man replied doggedly, making his fifth unsuccessful attempt. “What will you bet?” the young fellow quickly, an evil light gleaming in his fishy eyes, “Wal I never yet seen a match I couldn’t light on my pants, I'll bet you a quarter,” The young man fished out his wad of bills. “I’m no tin horn,” he replied, with a sneer. “ But if you want to lose your money, I'll bet you a $100 you can’t light one of those matches on your trousers.” (Concluded on page 49) asked,

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16 Saving HE cruiser, “ Waratah,” veered slowly into the bay, steamed landward a bit, stopped and dropped anchor off Mombasa. Presently a large motor boat was hoisted out, and pulled alongside the gangway, where stood a group of boys in scout uniform surrounded by officers and men of the British navy. “Well, we are very sorry indeed to lose vou,” a large man much ornamented with gold lace assured the members of the Uganda Troop. “ We've enjoyed your trip with us immensely.” “ Not shouted in hearty scended the ship’s side to their craft. They de- as much as we did, sir.” chorus, as_ they “Don’t forget that promise of yours to race our boys next month at Kilin- dini,” another officer called after them. “Not a chance!” cried Bradley Mar- shall who was already in the boat. “ Now, boys, whoop her up for the Navy.” The bay at Mombasa was soon ring- ing to their “They make good eh? ” Signal Lieutenant Jordan laughed to Jim Meade whom he had detained be- bind his Troop. “ Fine chap, Marshall!” Then with a change of thing I want you to do for me, Meade,” cheers. lungs in America, tone: ‘* Some- he explained, producing a parcel. He held it out. Jim took it, expect- ing a light package, and found himself stooping and staggering in an effort to avoid dropping a load. “ Pretty commented other, laughing again. “Well, Tl plain. To be quite candid, this is con- fidential code. I want to give it to the consul at Kilindini. It wait until we got there next month, but it’s all the better if he gets it sooner. And no could be safer than the to emphasize his compliment. “ Thank barrassed. “Wel “Now as the ex- heavy!” you could messenger scouts.” He paused vou, sir,” muttered Jim em- the weight reply. Ev ery true,” was the has sixteen ot lead one ich cover. If it drops over- board, it instantly. Much safer than letting it float for some busy body to pick up who isn’t meant to find ig a Meade quietly. “Well it’s safe with me, sir.” =% Lieutenant dan it’s regard this ounces message of sort sinks nodded see, know it is,” said Jor- shaking hands. IM departed, and the Troop were soon chugging along the coast, heading for their own camp at Kilindini. They were feeling fit and most comfortably complacent after those two weeks on the “ Waratah.” They had acquitted themselves undoubtedly with credit. In the ship’s sports three out of five events had gone to them i decided conquest over the boys of the crew. Meade Terry had thrown the had taken the honors in the wrestling. his man in the first round, though according to schedule the bout might he'® lasted for three. Mar- shall’s long legs had proved too much for the sailor in their half-mile sprint around the deck. “We've got to for the boat-race, though.” Marshall pursed his lips seriously. “They just’ walked that.” He stopped. “ Say, Jim. What’s the This was the first time he had noticed it. practise over us in parcel? ” Meade explained. “Let's feel,” asked Bradley, curious regarding its weight. Jim held it out. Marshall reached to take it. And then “ First you feint—like this; then jab—like that.” Terry, demonstrating his art to Reed, landed a neat blow on the point of the jaw. teed tumbled, tripping Marshall. “Look out there,” shouted Meade. Too late! The package, overboard, was sinking like a plummet in the sea. Just for a second Meade and Marshall eyed one an- other in consternation. They hauled the mass to the boat’s edge. ZZ; We By Capt. A. P. Corcoran Illustrated by Clyde Forsythe “Stop her.” Then yelled Jim to the boy at the boat's helm; and to Marshall: * Keep your eye on the _ spot, Brad.” Next rummaging around the motor, he produced a rope, a water cask and an anchor, at the same time voicing his opinion of the two in fault. “Christmas! You make me tired. Always at your silly horseplay. Well you've done it this time and no mistake.” He stopped, tightening his lips, meantime attaching the cask to the anchor with the longest possible cable. “ How’m I ever to get it?” “What is it?” Reed manded of Marshall. “Confidential package for the British consul at Kilin- dini,” was the curt answer, that struck the boxers silent quietly, much perturbed, de- with horror and contrition. Y now the boat was slowly steaming around the spot where the precious package had vanished from view. “Right here.” Bradley Marshall directed Meade, his task completed. The anchor was heaved over. It sank steadily, while on the surface the barrel remained bobbing. “Well at least we know where it is,” glumly. “But I don't quite fancy telling Lieutenant Jordan that he'll have to fish for his papers.” He glared at the culprits again. “After all the guff he handed out too about trusting the scouts as he would himself.” said Meade ceputatio With all his strength Jackie began to pound on the animal’s head BOYS’ LIFE “Couldnt we dive tor it, Jim: Terry’s voice came small and meek, “Oh! sure!” said Meade sarcastically. “You can take a header into eight fathoms. Forty-eight feet! Let ys know how far you get won't you?” Terry, snubbed, into sad silence. For the rest of the trip it was evident that he and Reed were thinking hard. d The sky was stil gray with the lin. gering traces of night when five scouts the following morning crept quietly out of camp. Silent, sleepy-eyed, they made their way to the waterfront, the click relapsed of their heels waking echoes in the empty spaces. Reed was leading, 4 half mile down the docks, and he brought the party to a halt before q large shed. “Here it is,’ he They entered, and soon emerged with difficulty dragging a flat-bottomed boat between them. It heavy, being cluttered with the nature of which was evident the instant they got afloat. Reed ' among it. “Fair does, old chap,” cried Terry. “This is my show. I tumbled you.” “What's that got to do with it?” pro announced. was equipment, began to rummage tested Reed, “I’ve had all sorts of ex- tra practice in diving.” *Oh! let him go,” A ND Terry, though muttering, gave 4 way. Then while the boat was rowed rapidly over the scarcely rippling Reed began to don a diver’s suit. and cov- urged the others, sea, It was of ered him from head to heel. rubberized canvas, The shoes were soled with lead, weighing each some thirty pounds. The object of these was to help him maintain his bal- ance in the water. About his waist more weights were disposed. The metal head and “bib,” however, he refused to put on, until they had sighted the water cask which marked their destination. Soon it appeared, the barrel still bob- bing gently on the surface. “Here we are.” shouted They brought the halt, dropping an anchor at each end to pre- Felton. boat to a vent her swinging. “Now then,” said Reed, as they pre- pared to screw on his helmet, “ remem- ber—One pull on the signal rope means More Air. Two pulls, Less Air. Three pulls, Haul Up. Four pulls, Haul Up Quick; in other words, Danger.” The head was adjusted. Awkwardly he climbed over the side. Deschamps and Felton, directed to work the air pumps, slowly began to revolve the wheel. He gave the signal that all was well. They put the metal “bib” And finally, letting go his hold on the ship’s side, he began to sink steadily in the sea. They watched the bulky body, strangely distorted by the mov- ing water. They got a flash of the knife gleaming on his right hip. Soon only the dull metal head was visible; then nothing but the circles on the surface marked the spot on his shoulders. where he had sunk. They waited, sitting silent, tense with suppressed ¢x- citement, Smith helping Terry at the ropes. Five minutes passed. A pull! “Little faster, you fellows,” Terry called. “ He wants more air.” Five seconds. Two pulls. “All right! Ease off!” Again they were silent, waiting. Ten _ breathless minutes went by, and then at last the signal for which they were longing. He had found it. Three pulls! Haul up! They worked the rope witha will. “Don't stop on the pump, you chaps,” Terry found time to shout. HAT a weight it was, suddenly! They strained on the cable, putting forth all their strength. Funny! It should become easier, not harder, with the (Continued on page 48) ee XUM

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LIFE 9 ically, eight t us Sad t was inking p lin- scouts V out made click | the » A 1 he re a with boat being ature they mage pro- eX. hers, gave was ling suit. cov- hoes CAC h ot bal- vaist etal 1 to ater ion. Dob- alt, pre- nts ess ich ind ied th. the XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine A king of the crags brought down by Mr. Smith and his partner N order to understand the habits and life history ot the mountain sheep one must be familiar to some extent with the environment in which they live; as it is not possible for all readers of Boys’ Lire to visit the home of these crag-loving creatures of the moun- tains, I will try to paint a word picture which may serve to give the reader a faint idea of their home. They do not take kindly to the valleys and plains or even to the level reaches of the higher altitudes, but prefer the almost inaccessible crags and peaks and the grassy slopes of the higher mountains. It is true that in going from one moun- tain to another they do not hesitate to cross moderately wide valleys or even streams of considerable size, but as a rule where those crossings occur the width of the valley is somewhat restricted by rugged and rocky spurs coming down from the higher peaks. The lambs are brought forth between the first and fifteenth of June and are quite strong, and in a few hours are able to follow their mother across the rocky slopes. They are generally kept for several days in some sunny cove facing the south and are never at any time more than a few feet from their mother on account of the depredations of the golden eagle, their worst enemy. I remember once while I was on my way to the top of a high range, I saw one of those eagles diving repeatedly at some object hidden among the rocks on the summit. The, bird would fly around in circle¢ until it gained a height of some feet above the rocks, then, folding its wings to its side, it would shoot like a cannon ball to the ground, and seemed, from the place where I was standing, to almost strike it, then wheel aloft and descend again from a different angle. I watched the eagle’s manouvering for minutes, expecting to see it finally fly off carrying away a woolly lamb. But it was prevented from carrying out its fell purpose by the vig- ilance and defense of the mother. several CLIMBED up the mountain until I reached the spot and there between two large boulders stood a female mountain sheep and nestling close under her side stood a little lamb probably three days old. The eagle was so de- termined that it continued to circle overhead and made feints as if to dive at me, thus trying to drive me away. The mother sheep was so anxious to protect her baby that she stood there after I had approached quite near casting her large brown eyes first at me and then at the sky and the soaring eagle above. She seemed to realize that if she sought safety in flight the eagle wouid swoop down and grab her baby and disappear over the crags. I felt sorry for her and took a shot at the eagle as he soared past, but did not hit him, but the bullet whistled so close by that it turned completely over in the air, darted over the mountain, and disappeared. After waiting some time to see that the eagle did not appear again, I walked away and left the mother and little lamb in peace. I one time crawled around a ledge of rocks where a golden eagle had its nest, and the things I found, on the border of the nest of the young eagles, were sufficient to convince any lover of our big game that these birds should not be protected by law. For there were the clean Stalking Big Horns is dificult work By “Grizzly” Smith HUI MT r TULLLIEADADULUCAOUOAOOUSUDADULA CTT Charles L. “Grizzly” Smith probably knows more than any other ran in the country about the wild sheep of the Rocky Mountains. As a trapper and a guide in the West Mr. Smith spent years studying the habits and interesting characteristics of the Big Horn. Through tie efforts of Dr. Hornaday of the New York Zoological Sotiety, Mr. Smith was persuaded to write this highly interesting article on those woolly four-footed fellows who romp about the crags and precipices of the Rockies. And just think! The Scouts of Pittsburgh are able to meet this fine old-time trapper faze to face and chin with him about their camp fires, for Mr. Smith has become associated with the Pittsburgh Council of the B.S.A., where he holds the office of Deputy Scout Commissioner. cum m TUSTOVENUAANEOENEOOULSTOENETTOSONOASISONASUENE Ug picked bones and remains of more than half a dozen kids and lambs, which had been brought there to feed the young. These golden eagles are a very bold and aggressive bird among their native crags, and have been known to attack a full grown deer and mountain goat. The writer once witnessed a fight between a golden eagle and a full grown mountain goat. This fight took place on a high divide in the Bull river country in British Columbia. I was stalking the goat at the time for the purpose of taking some photographs as close up as I could get, and was working my way cautiously from rock to rock keeping concealed from the goat, who was feeding: on a little flat space on the top of the mountain. As I peered around the projecting point of a crag I saw the goat suddenly Wheel and look toward a small point sticking up on top of the ridge and there, coming over the top of the point, was a very large golden eagle, flying just above the surface cf the ground and coming directly at the goat. The goat stood with head lowered and when the eagle came within about ten feet of him, it suddenly swooped into the air ubout fifteen dr twenty feet high, turned completely over and dropped like a plummet at the goat. I won- dered what the goat would do, but evidently he had it all figured out for as the eagle descended, he reared on his hind feet, stood straight up and _ slashed his head from side to side, his horns describing a circle in “Grizzly” Smith in camp during a bear 4 PN fe 3% lc ae Hee See ile , av xey ‘shee One of the many big “silver tips” killed by Mr. Smith the air, their sharp points upward; the old eagle evidently knew better than to try to drop on a thing of that sort or to try to seize it, so he caught himself in his swift descent and volplaned over the side of the ridge; here over a deep, dark- canyon he circled several times, the goat standing watching until he disappeared over the shoulder of the mountain. I thought he had gone, but the goat knew better for he kept raising his head and looking in the direction of the point from which the eagle had originally come, and he was right in his suspicions, for in a few minutes I saw the eagle dart over the same point and make for the old goat again, when practically the same tactics were repeated in the offensive and defensive; the eagle repeated his attacks some four or five times, but each time was met in mid air by the whirling horns of the goat. I do not know what the outcome of the battle would have been had not the eagle in circling discovered me and then he at once set off around the shoulder of the mountain and disappeared. HE summer range of the mountain sheep extends far below timber line on the mountain slope, even down to the edge of the valleys, where they spend the warm summer days ir the open spruce forests, feeding upon the green weeds and grass that grow in the more open places. During the heat of the day they lie in the dense shade of the trees near some bluff or precipice where at the slightest alarm they go for protection. The large rams as a rule during the summer months consort together but do not run with the ewes and lambs. The ewes while the lambs are quite young stay near the more inaccessible crags and on the slightest alarm take their young where even a bear or mountain lion would hesitate to follow, and where. it would be almost impossible for man, running along narrow ledges only a foot or two wide and these covered with loose stones, with towering cliffs above and perpendicular walls for hundreds of feet below, with as little concern as a squirrel would along the branch of a tree. But as the lambs grow stronger and older the mother leaves the fastness of these inaccessible crags and works lower down along the mountain slope, where at or near timber line she joins the rest of the band and they put in the rest of the summer in little herds varying in number from four or five to forty or fifty, until snow falls. They then leave their summer range in the timber and seek the western and southern slopes, where the snow has been blown from the face of the mountain and has been car- ried across to the eastern and northern sides and there deposited in great heaps. These winter ranges are near the summit of the mountain as a rule and are the most exposed places in the whole country. The sheep’s winter food consists of a short woolly bunch grass, that grows scantily in the rocky sdil. When the wind fails to blow the snow away until it is crusted the sheep are compelled to dig the grass from the snow. This they do by pawing with the front feet. 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BOYS’ LIFE By Joseph B. Ames Illustrated by Remington Schuyler 2 an een catesmemtenraailitin , j WES ) az } EMIV Gr oN- SCHUYLER _ RE ose { To them, it was like some monster from another world, ruthless, dominating, impervious to earthly perils and they shivered with more than cold as they that stood NDER the shelter of the great pine crowned the rocky headland, Okaliwis motionless, staring across the narrow strip of sand to where the gulls soared and dipped ibove the restless sweep of dark water. Often he came to this high, lonely spot, backed by the boundless forest, facing the endless sea, to stand for hours, watching the gulls, Mighty Waters, dreaming strange, fanciful dreams. iumbling listening to the voices of the One of the most common, yet of which he never tired, what lay beyond that seemingly endless waste of water. Of course, there was the ‘island of Nope, the abode of Megissogwon, the ter- Everyone knew that, and Okahwis could never think of this awe-inspiring person guarded by monstrous, fiery-eyed serpents, without a little ting- ling thrill of horror. But was that all? Was Nope the end of everything? Or there, other marvels out there on the bosom of the mighty waters? Sometimes the Indian imagination fascinating heights, and he could picture all sorts of amazing, incredible things. But today was not a favor- The air was bleak and cold, and overhead was an imaginative picture of rible magician. were perchance, boy's soared to able occasion. the sky was leaden. A gray mist drifted wraith-like over the water. The chill east wind cut through the boy’s doeskin leggins and made him draw the beaver mantle closer about his bare chest. Now and then a flurry of snow, the first real sign of coming winter, drove across his line of vision, momentarily obscuring the tire- less, swooping gulls. “They know,” murmured the boy, stamping one cold, moccasined foot against the frozen ground. “If only one could learn their talk His low voice broke suddenly in a queer, high startled note and then was silent. In an instant the slim, wiry frame stiffened and he bent slightly forward, dilated, peering into the mist. For a long moment he did not stir, save that his fingers tightened convulsively on the bow he held. Then his heart began to throb vio- lently, and he drew back a step as if to take shelter behind the trunk of the great pine. eyes watched its slow, irresistable advance But all the while his wide, straining gaze never wavered, for out there, behind that misty curtain, something was moving shoreward—something huge, monstrous, incredible, which might have been one of his own fantastic dreams come true. But this was no dream. Vague and illusive it might be in outline, yet it bulked unmistakably vast and real as it came steadily closer and closer across the water. For a brief space Okahwis took it to be some monstrous bird, huge beyond imagination. Then a sudden gust of wind tore aside the mist, and he saw that the object was neither beast nor bird. It was 2 hundreds of times larger than any he had ever known—a canoe with billowing wings of white that soared above it and carried the strange craft swiftly shoreward, canoe, S he watched it with a kind of horrible fascination, a A dread possibility flashed into Okahwis’ mind. It was the bark of Megissogwon from Nope! For some unknown purpose the giant wizard had left his distant island to bring terror and death to this peaceful Country of the Bays. Flesh and blood could stand no more. With a stifled gasp of horror, the boy whirled around and fled blindly into the forest. How long he ran Okahwis did not know. At first, fear lent him wings, but gradually the peaceful silence of the familiar woods soothed his troubled spirit, and at length a sense of shame rose up within him to halt his flying feet. He had never run from anything before. Though thoughtful and dreamy beyond the average, his courage had never been disputed by even the most fault-finding warrior of the tribe. What would Massasoit, his father, say when he learned that his only son had fled in wild panic without even making certain what sort of peril threatened? The blood flamed hotly into Okahwis’ dusky face, and with a grunt he pulled up at the very edge of the village clearing. A searching glance told him that he had not yet been seen, and turning swiftly, he sped back along his trail. It was not an easy thing to do. Far rather would he have faced Mishe-Mokwa, the great brown bear, with only his stone hatchet as a weapon. But he forced himseif to it and at length, creeping stealthily up the hill- side, he reached the sheltering trunk of the sentinel pine and peered cautiously around it. What he saw filled him with a sudden, keen curiosity almost conquered fear. The great lay motionless on fhe water a little way from _ shore, wings folded and at rest. There were no signs of the dread Megissogwon, but gathered on the beach Okahwis saw a group of persons like to his own people in size and shape. They were strangely garbed, some in curious, shining garments that glinted grayly like the smooth, which canoe reflecting surface of a woodland pool. Their faces, in- stead of being copper colored, were white; their hair was yellow as the ripened maize, and in many cases it grew upon their faces as well as heads. Shivering a_ little with cold and terror, Okahwis watched them warily. All save one knelt upon the frozen ground, heads bowed or lifted to tne leaden sky. The murmur of their voices came indistinctly to the boy, and though the words—if words they were—meant nothing, there was something in the tone which reminded him of spell-casting powers of his own medicine men. “They are gods!” he murmured in an awed whisper. “White gods from the sea.” HE words had scarcely left his lips when the whole & party rose and one of them lifted a heavy, staff-like object into the air. An instant later there was a_ flash of fire, a puff of white smoke issued from one end of the magic stick, and a roar of thunder sent Okahwis scuttling backward through the undergrowth, This time he did not return. Pale-faced gods who commanded the lightning and the thunder were far be- yond his ability to understand or cope with. He did not halt until he had reached the Sachem’s lodge, and though Massasoit heard his amazing story with outward calm, Okahwis knew by many little signs that his father was very much disturbed. 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But as the days passed and nothing happened, his growing curiosity began to uproot fear. He longed to know what the mysterious white ones were doing so quietly out there along the sea shore, and at length he decided to go and see, Ff told no one, but slipped silently away one afternoon and crept stealthily through the forest, using his ex- tensive woodcraft knowledge to the best advantage. The chill hand of winter had lifted for a space, giving place to a last brief touch of Indian summer. The grateful warmth had brought out Cheemaun, the squirrel, who chattered in the tree tops. Birds and twittered unconcernedly; a red deer, browsing in an open glade, suddenly scented the Indian boy, and with a frightened toss of his head, fled crashing through the undergrowth. Then all at once Okahwis was aware of a strange, alien sound. It was a dull, rhythmic thudding, faint at first, but growing louder as he advanced. Uneasy and perplexed, the boy redoubled his caution, but it was not until he had almost reached the limits of the forest that the prolonged, reverberating crash of a falling tree shed a little light upon the puzzle. Ten minutes later he was peering wide-eyed from a safe hiding place upon a scene transformed. The beach alone was as he had seen it last—the beach, and beyond it the restless, ever-moving sea. He looked in vain for his friend, the tail pine, but it was gone. sang - #. s ” = ‘ ty ennald a - ied & . Flesh and blood could stand no more. r te dy PON it rose the squared walls of a log structure, and scattered about it and along the ridge were groups of the white strangers, busily working with vari- ous strange implements. Several were engaged in felling trees, and Okahwis’ wonder grew as he saw the ease with which the shining blades of their great axes bit deep into the trunks. One of them was working not more than twenty paces off, lopping away limbs with swift, amazing ease. Okahwis sighed with envy at the thought of what one might do with a magic axe like 19 Swift as a cat, Okahwis whirled and plunged into the bushes. He knew the voice of Mishe-Mokwa, the big brown bear. That other cry was human, and his first thought was that one of his people had fallen beneath the savage paw of the great brute, and needed help. <A dozen strides took him to the edge of a narrow, trampled glade, girdled with young hemlocks, where he paused abruptly, halted by a warning growl as the bear rose suddenly to his haunches and stood there facing him, huge paws slightly extended. that, and then his glance __ JILIN 000000000 NN NA Face downward, mo- swept upward to the ms tionless, a human figure stranger’s face, and a If You Had Been An Indian sprawled amongst _ the thrill of. fresh surprise Pgs you had been trying to keep your feet warm in the vicinity of Ply- trampled hemlock — sap- shot through him. It was the face of a boy not much, if any, older than himself,. white, believed in supernatural things. mouth Rock that bleak December day that the Mayflower first appeared on the horizon and came sailing slowly but majestically to land, what would you have thought? Remember, if you had been an Indian, you would have You would not know that such a thing as a white man existed and that anything larger than a war canoe had ever been lings, but of this Okahwis was no more than merely conscious. body bent slightly forward, his narrowed gaze was fixed in- Tense hairless, with blue eyes puyjlt to float. Under those circumstances, how would you have acted? Just : that held a touch of stop a moment and think it over. Then, after you have finished romancing, tently on the lifted paws of pleasant friendliness in read this story about Okahwis. Joseph B. Ames has pictured the young the forest monster. One their clear depths. It was Indian's fear and anxiety as only he can do it, and you'll probably agree hand gripped his _ stone not the face of one who when you have finished, that he has written a bully yarn. hatchet; the other his bow, would wantonly blast with lightning or send _ forth pestilence for the sheer joy curiously through his leafy screen, the stranger, god though he was, and pleasure the deft, sure movements of the magic axe. He came again next morning, and the day after, and each time his first thought was for the young white god, his first act to search him out from amongst the crowd of other workers. There were others he noticed in passing, chief amongst them a short, broad figure wearing a shirt of that curious, hard, shining material, who seemed to be a person of authority. But always his interest cen- tered in the younger one until, little by little, there grew up Within him an odd sense of familiarity with this white stranger. Then, on the fourth day, the unexpected happened. Okahwis, speeding along the narrow trail, had reached a point about a mile from the shore, wlien of a sudden the peaceful stillness of the forest was broken by an amazing clamor. Off to the right a little way there came a sharp, startled cry followed by a snarling, savage growl and a crashing in the undergrowth. Another sharp cry sounded ending in a note of pain, more growling, and then—silence. Okahwis, peering warmed toward watched with of killing.

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which he knew he had no time to use. HUS for a long moment the two faced each other silently. Then with a sudden, lightning motion Okahwis lunged with his bow and the wicked paws whirled at it furiously. Torn from his grasp, the tough piece of ash flew through the air, but at the same instant-the boy leaped forward like a flash, his keen edge hatchet rose and fell, striking the brute’s head with a sickening, crunching sound. With a roar of fury that echoed through the woods, the bear plunged forward, apparently unhurt, and Okahwis fled swiftly from him. Though his bow was gone, he still held the hatchet. Ducking suddenly behind a tree, he lifted this above his head, and as the animal thudded past, he brought it down again with all his strength upon the creature’s skull. Mishe-Mokwa gave a snarling roar of pain, stumbled on a few paces, half turned and then suddenly his great limbs collapsed. There was a brief, desperate struggle to rise, but evidently those two crashing blows had done their work and presently he rolled over and lay there motionless. Panting a little with excitement, Okahwis made sure that he was dead. Then he turned swiftly and hastened (Continued on page 51)

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CHAPTER XII Own THE PReEcIPICE RACKLOW’S arm was in a sling. He had not recovered from the wound Dorn had given him. It was his gun arm, which made him somewhat less dangerous. Terry had his rifle with him, and Bracklow would be a poor marksman with his left hand in case murder was a part of his plan. Across a narrow valley, which lay below the hill on the side from Bracklow, huge precipice, the face of a wide mountain with jagged summits. “Old Razorback” Bart McGlory had called this moun- tain, and the old prospector had often stood star- ing at its gray, flat face, wondering whether it would be possible for any away rose a human being to climb such a dizzy perpendicu- lar height. Indeed, he had speculated so often over the possibility of it that one day Terry had set out to prove that he himself could climb it, even if nobody else could. And the boy had succeeded. Hanging on by his toes and fingers three hundred feet above the valley, he had studied the face of the rock, noting every narrow ledge and tiny cleft, every knob or fissure that might offer a ho'd for toes or finger tips, until he had at last groped his way to the top. And he could do it again. He was sure of it, for he knew the way now. “That'll be the way to shake Bracklow off my trail,” he reasoned. “He can’t follow me up Old Razorback not with one hand ‘n a sling.” And to get around Old Razorback would take Brack- low half a day. He would have to make a detour of several miles of the roughest kind of climbing, and at times, in the bottoms, he would be caught in almost im- penetrable undergrowth, By the time he had rounded the mountain he would have lost all track of his quarry, Terry tied the burro out of sight in a thick growth of bushes on the hillside, and, strapping his prospecting tools on his back, crossed the valley. When at last he came to the bottom of Old Razorback’s face, he looked back, and saw Bracklow, still in the saddle, coming over the top of the hill, Terry started up the wall, leaving Red howling dis- mally below, The wall had a slight outward tilt at i's base, and it was not so difficult at first, except for loose slag, which threatened now and then to send him sprawling to the bottom. But after a hundred feet the cliff rose absolutely perpendicular. HEN he had reached this point he again looked back across the valley. He had taken it for granted that Bracklow would not attempt to follow, but, to his surprise, the man had left his horse and was head- ing straight for the mountain. Terry hung against the rock waiting. He did not want to look down after getting to the worst part of the climb, and he was anxious to discover what Bracklow meant to do. The man came to the base of the cliff, and stood look- ing up. “You goin’ up there?” he called. Without giving an answer, Terry resumed his climb. He was sure Bracklow did not intend to follow. “You'll break your fool neck,” Bracklow shouted, * You better come back and talk, You and me can come to terms about that strike o’ yours if there’s anything in it. We can split it, If you won’t, I got you dead to rights, and Ill take the whole thing, Reckon I know *bout where it is, anyhow.’ Terry remained silent. He was too busy climbing to tulk. He knew he must keep his eyes and his mind rivetted on that menacing face of Old Razorback every instant. If he didn’t—well, it would be a quick death, the fall into the valley, which was lying farther and farther below. Bracklow stood looking up anxiously. He _ hardly thought the boy would succeed in getting to the top. He made up his mind that he would soon be worming his way down, so he waited for that time to come. But Terry went up and up. He was two hundred feet now above the valley. He was getting a little shaky. The A boy, @ burro, and a dog were making their way slowly through the hills thought of Bracklow, standing below watching him, was not good for the climber’s nerves. He wondered if Brack- low would laugh if he should slip and fall hurtling through space to the bottom, Then it came to him like a flash that, if such a thing should happen, the nfan would surely search his clothes and find the map, Terry did not need the map. He could remember now every detail of it, Why hadn't he destroyed it before beginning the climb, he asked himself. He knew there was a chance of falling—a good chance now that Bracklow was on his nerves. And one could never be certain of safety on the face of Old Razorback. gl ATTENING himself against the wall, he took the risk of holding on with one hand, while he slipped the other inside his coat. After a little awkward grop- ing, he found the piece of paper, and pulled it out. Then, with one hand and his teeth, he tore it into fine bits, and let them float off into the yawning depths. Some of them fluttered at last to Bracklow’s feet. The man stood staring down at them, wondering. Suddenly an inspiration came to him. He realized fhat these tiny white scraps were all that remained of the map Mora had told him about and which he wou!d have been willing to risk his very life to get. He picked some of them up, trying to piece them together; but it was a hopeless task. Finally he tossed them to the wind with a grunt of disgust, Again he turned his gaze up the stone face of the mountain, Clinging like a fly to the flat wall, Terry was still moving steadily upward. If he should continue climb- ing with the same success, he would be at the top in a few more minutes, “Come down here!” roared Brack!ow, alarmed by the thought that the boy was about to elude him. At the dizzy height he had reached, Terry heard only a faint echo of the shout. But he heard distinctly the next moment the report of a pistol shot. Bracklow, growing desperate, had fired at him. “There’s no danger,” Terry assured himself. He was not afraid of the pistol, for he was sure there was not a ghost of a chance that Bracklow, firing with his un- accustomed left hand, would hit him at that long range. But, in his dangerous position, where he was straining every muscle to keep his uncertain hold on the rock, the slightest distraction was enough to unsteady his nerves. He was getting shaky again, and was beginning to be afraid. Presently an uncontrollable impulse prompted him to a reckless act which he had always warned himself against when climbing dangerous heights. He looked down. To his astonishment he saw Bracklow dragging himself up the precipice, He saw, too, the great, yawning gulf thet lay below, and the sight of it turned him dizzy and sick, His muscles turned limp, He felt himself losing his hold. T that moment he was at the most difficult point in the whole climb, The place where he now hung, when he had studied it from a few feet below, had looked almost hopeless. But, creeping slowly upward, he had found here and there just enough of a point, or ledge or fissure to offer a precarious hold for toes or finger tips. And it was just such a hold that he had now—just BOYS’ LIFE By E. L. Bacon Illustrated by Clyde Forsythe enough, and no more. The barely perceptible projecting rim of rock on which rested the tips of his shoes was scarcely quarter of an inch wide, while, just above his head, a rough bulge of the wall gave his hand a grip that was far from secure. He gave a gasp of fear as he felt his strength suddenly deserting him, For an instant he was convinced that he was about to fall, and he gave up hope. He closed his eyes. Every nerve began to tingle. A dread- ful, empty sensation came at the pit of his stomach. He im- agined himself tot- tering backward, then swinging over and over in midair while the bottom of the valley rushed up to meet him. It was all he could do to re strain an impulse to let go, such an impulse as often comes to a dizzy man to jump while looking down frém a great height. Then, as he felt his grip relax, sheer desperation sud- denly stiffened his muscles. In a panic his fingers fastened on the wall in such a frenzied clutch that sharp edges of rock cut through the skin, His breath came in long gasps, Perspiration rolled down his face. And somehow in that frantic moment he managed to drag himself to a point where it was possible to get a firmer hold, There he paused a moment to catch his breath, He mut- tered a prayer of gratitude, for it seemed to him that only a divine miracle had saved him. Gradually his fear passed away, his mind grew clearer, his nerves steadier. He was near the top now, and, after climbing cautiously for a few minutes, he swung himself up over the brink to safety. OOKING down he saw Bracklow clinging midway between top and bottom on the wall; and he wondered at the man’s reckless daring. Bracklow was a mountain man and h:d climbed places equally dangerous many a time, but never before with one arm disabled. Terry knew that he himself, if disabled as Bracklow was, would never have reached the top. If Bracklow could do it he was a wonder. But Bracklow reasoned differently. He had by this time convinced himself that if a boy could climb the precipice it must be fairly accessible, and, desperate with the fear of losing his chance of a fortune, he was ready to take whatever risks there might be. If he had known Terry had come so close to falling he might have turned back, but he had not seen the boy in the critical moment when the space between life and death was only a hairs- breadth: He kept on, climbing more slowly than Terry had done, but with surprising steadiness considering one hand was helpless, His long experience as a mountaineer served him well. He knew exactly how to take the best advantage of every opportunity the rock afforded, and he came up and up, pausing fow and then to figure on his best course, At last he reached the very point that had almost meant death to Terry, There was no easier way around it, He would have to pull himself over it or give up the attempt. For a moment he clung staring up with a scowling face at the menacing spot. Then, with a curse, he continued his way upward. “He'll never make it,’ Terry thought. “ Not with one hand. It can’t be done.” The boy held his breath as he peered over the brink watching. And then he saw Bracklow’s one good hand slip from the rock. The man seemed to realize his danger, for he gave one wild stare upward with rolling eyes. He flat- tened himself against the wall, his arm outstretched grop- ing frantically for a hold. Then, swaying for an instant, he tottered backward, and, with a hoarse cry, fell out into space. CHAPTER XIII Tue Crucrat Hour HE sight of Bracklow falling to his death completely unnerved Terry, He drew back from the brink of the precipice with a shudder, and lay with his hands over XUM

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XUM Boy Scouts’ Magazine The his eyes, trying to take his mind from the dreadful thing he had seen. But the man’s rolling eyes and_terror- stricken face were always before him, After a time he peered over the edge. Hundreds ‘of feet below, a black spot showed against the brown grass of the valley, It was Bracklow’s body. That night wolves would come skulking stealthily out of the hills, and find it. And before long there would be only a pile of bones, bleached by rain and sun. At last he recalled the business that had brought him trailing with his burro into those lonely mountains. He stood gazing down into the country that lay below him; then fell to studying the rough shoulders of Old Razor- back. Picking out what seemed to him to be the easiest course, he worked his way down the mountain around the side of the cliff until he came to point near the head of the valley fully two miles from where he had begun his climb. . : He called and whistled, hoping Red might be within hearing, but there was no answer. The dog was probably waiting for him on the hillside where he had fastened the burro. He was disappointed, for he felt terribly lonely. Red would have cheered him up. He believed that by cutting across some low hills he would find a shorter way to the spot the map had indicated as the location of the silver lode, and he was about to go in that direction when the necessity of having his burro occurred to him. He would have to eat before long, and his provisions were in the burro’s pack, He would also need the animal to carry any ore or “float” he might find. So he turned down the valley, walking briskly, and before long Red came rushing down from the hillside to meet him, ERRY climbed up to the spot where he had left the burro, un- fastened the animal, and started off in the direction of the ledge his father had diagrammed in the map, After a mile or more of rough travelling, he came to it. There he paused, groping into his memory, . “From there turn south,” his father had said, “following the ledge for three hundred feet or Then, he remembered, he was to find three pine trees growing out of the rocks. Making *his way slowly through the thick undergrowth at the base of the ledge, and dragging his burro after him, he was cheered by the discovery of the trees, growing just as old Bart had said. “Climb the ledge when you get to them.” So his father had told him. Terry remembered every word, and the map he had destroyed was firmly placed in his memory. “At the top turn south again till you come to where the ledge breaks in two. Then down fifty feet, and at the bottom is an old tree, growing between two boulders.” He followed the directions carefully, though he had hard work getting the balky burro up the ledge. When he found the old tree growing between two huge rocks his last doubts disappeared. He was sure now that he was close to his father’s strike, and a thrill of expectation ran through him, “North thirty paces from that you'll come to the edge of my strike.” Thirty paces! Another moment would bring him to his fortune—unless—But the possibility that old Bart’s strike was no more than the delusion of a fevered brain worried Terry for scarcely an instant, He pushed on, counting his steps, Thirty paces! “ Twen- ty-eight, twenty-nine—thirty,” Terry counted; then stopped, and looked about him. His heart sank, There was not a sign of “ float” or ore, nothing but undisturbed earth, strewn with pine needles, with not even a solitary rock cropping out from them. He struck his pick into the earth, and it sank deep. It was not in such a spot that ore was found. “He dreamed it!” groaned Terry. a dream.” ” so. “It’s nothin’ but FE. sat down on the ground and buried his face in his hands, more miserable than he had ever been in his life. Red came up and laid his head on his master’s knee, looking sadly up into his face, but wagging his tail desperately in an effort to cheer him out of his glumness. “ Nothin’ but a dream of Pop’s Red,” said Terry. “I guess we better be goin’ back to the gulch. There’s no hope for us.” Terry got to his feet, and Red ran off, heard the dog barking furiously. “Wonder what’s got into him now,” he muttered, and he followed in the direction of the sound, Soon he caught sight of Red standing on a shelf of rock before some dark object that looked like an old rag, “What is it, Red?” called Terry, Red picked the thing up, and shook it. Terry walked over to him, and the dog dropped his prize at his master’s feet. It was Bart McGlory’s hat. Terry remembered that his father had returned to camp bareheaded on the night when-he had announced his strike. And then, quick as a flash, the old man’s words came back to him. ‘“‘So excited I left my hat down on the lode.” Presently he 21 self, “Is this true?” nails deep into the skin. “Yeah,” he said at last, “I’m awake all right,” He could feel the blood rushing through his veins, could feel his heart beating. His whole body was thrilling, He knew now how Nick Creede must have felt when he blundered upon the Holy Moses and discovered himself raised in a moment from long years of grinding poverty to wealth. Half dazed he stared down upon his discovery. Terry’s thoughts wandered in some curious way to Monte Cristo. He recalled how Edmond Dantes, after gloating over the buried treasure on the island, had cried out, “The world is mine!” Those same words came to Terry’s lips. He felt like crying them out to the hills. He was like Dantes, looking into a future in which wealth would overcome every obstacle and smooth every path. Like Dantes, too, it was a dead man’s secret he had found, only Bart McGlory had taken the place of the Abbe Faria. But his thoughts did not turn like those of Dantes to revenge. They turned to Martin Dorn, He pinched himself, driving his Swaying for an Instant, He Tottered Backward and Fell Out Into Space N the lode! For a moment Terry’s heart stood still. He had left his hat on the lode! And yet here it lay, fully sixty paces from where the lode should be; sixty paces south of the point the map had indicated. Terry looked around him. This spot was thirty paces south of the old tree that stood between the boulders. But thirty paces north of the tree was the direction he had fixed in his memory. Perhaps his memory had de- ceived him; or perhaps his father had made. a mistake in the direction, It would have been an easy mistake to make, merely the change of one word. He began to examine the place, It was solid rock, a more likely spot than the one he had left, He moved on a few feet, Suddenly he sprang forward with a shout. A scrap of silver “float” was glistening in the sun. Terry picked the thing up. It was a solid sheet of the pure metal, dazzling white and beautiful. He moved on a few feet. More bits of “ float” rewarded his search. The place was strewn with it. He drove his pick into the rock, and the broken stones glistened with silver veins. It was no dream. Old Bart McGlory had found riches indeed. Terry stood bewildered. “ Am I awake?” he asked him- lying so close death—perhaps already dead, Suddenly the silver seemed like an insignificant, useless thing, except for the help it- might be in saving the gunman’s life. He gave it a look al- most of disgust, “Sho!” he muttered, ‘“ Money ain’t so much, after all, It can’t make any- body happy. It hasn’t made Nick Creede happy. I’d rather have a good friend like Martin Dorn than a million any timc.” CHAPTER XIV A Bare CHANCE BOY, a burro and a dog were making their way slowly through the hills. Night had closed in, and the trail was dim and hard to follow. The boy stumbled along over the rough, rock-strewn ground, limping a little and dragging his feet as if they were leaden weights. Now and then he had to stop and urge the burro on. Even the dog was tired, and hung listlessly at its master’s heels. For the three had come many miles since the break of day. On the burro’s back was a heavy load, a load that thumped and rattled with every step the animal took. ‘Ihe pack had contained little else but a supply of food a few days earlier, but now the food was gone, every scrap of it, and in its place was a huge mass of silver ore, ore so rich with the precious metal that it would have filled even Nick, Creede with envy, and_ splinters of silver “ float.’ Presently, as they came down a steep pass into a far-spreading valley, a cluster of lights caught the boy’s at- tention, They were the lights of Creede. Boy, burro and dog came out into the town a few minutes later, and passed on to the winding trail through the gulch, A man came out from a cabin, and stood watching them, his face full of curiosity, He stepped for- ward to the burro and laid his hands on the pack, fingering it eagerly. “Ore?” he inquired. The boy nodded. The man studied him closely. he exclaimed. “ Ain’t you Bart McGlory’s kid?” “Yes,” said Terry. The man stared at him, his mouth hanging open. “Thunder!” he cried. ‘ McGlory’s kid, with a packful of ore! So there was something in the old man’s ravings after all.” “Say!” ERRY passed on, leaving the man standing in the road gaping after him. The boy knew that the camp would be ringing with the news of his discovery before morning, He moved on into the dark gulch. The steep trail seemed to be almost too much for his strength, and now and then he stopped to rest, He was hungry too, for he had had nothing to eat since morning, He felt dizzy and faint, and the black trees and the frowning stone walls of the canyon were a dim blur before his sleepy eyes. Before long a shaft of yellow light from a cabin window lay across the trail ahead of him. He knew it was the light of Effie Morrow’s lamp, and he quickened his pace (Continued on page 50)

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CHAPTER XXXV Tue Prorireers HEN we went out in the morning the surprise mutual. Gee, it mutual, lhere was a crowd outside the car, staring up at it. It must have looked funny standing there with BREWSTER’S CENTRE sprawled all over it. There were all kinds of people in that crowd, One of them who was a teller. She dress was was especially was a woman fortune had on with all Her name was Princess Mysteria. I wanted to ask her when the spangles on it. train would come for us and if we'd have any more ad- ventures, but Westy wouldn’t let me, be cause it cost twenty- five cents. He said he'd rather = spend the twenty-five cents for licorice jaw-breakers and then we'd know what was happening to us, Gee whiz, you don’t need any fortune ieller after eating licorice jaw-breakers, All around in that place men were opening booths and putting up tents and getting counters ready, so they could sell peanuts and lemonade and ice-cream cones and canes and fancy glass jars and other things to eat and drink—not canes and glass jars. ‘There was a merry-go- round, too, and it had an organ that played We‘re on our wey. “ Jiminies,” Westy said; “I don’t would expect to get to, riding on a merry-go-round.” know where anyone RETTY soon a man came up to us and asked us how P we got there. I guess he was one of the head men of the Carnival, I said, “Isn’t this Flimdunk Siding? to stay here until a train picks us up.” He said, “ Yes, but this car has no business inside the fence; this is the old ice-house freight siding. They should have left you standing out near the main line.” I said, “ Yes, but this car has something to say about it, too, and it wouldn't stop, so here we are, Don’t blame us, blame the car. That’s the way it is with railroads, they don’t care about anybody’s rights.” “That ain’t the main entrance you came through,” he said; “that gate was open so stuff could be brought in on We're supposed the freight cars.” “It's all the because we're here.” He said, “ Well, you'll have to pay your admission or be put out.” Connie said, “How are you going to put this car out? If you once get it started it may roll all the way back into the main track and we'll die a horrible death,” “Yes, and then you'll be sorry,” Pee-wee said. The man said, “ Weil, this car hasn’t got any the grounds, that’s all.” I said, “ Mister, I don’t know what we can do, unless we get a couple of those elephants from the merry-go- same to us,” I told him; “we're here, right on round to drag it away.’ Pretty soon two other men came along and they all stood there talking about what they had better do, and we sat on the steps of the platform, listening to them. “You seem to be live wires, leastways,” one of them said. “Sure,” I told him; “we were struck by lightning when we were kids,” HEN they whispered together for about a minute and after that the man who head man said, “ Well, as long as the car’s here, we'll let it stay here and you youngsters can scamper about and enjoy ‘Long as the car's standing idle, we'll use it seemed to be a yourselves. for a concession booth.” They went away talking about it and we started ask- ing each other what they meant, because we were beginning to get a little scared, sort of. We didn’t want to give up our car, Pretty soon Mr. Pedro came along and we told him all about it. He said he was on our side. This is just what he said; he said, “These people are a crew of bandits. Do you know how much I’m. paying for that little shanty? Fifty dollars for the three days. Do you know how much the Princess is handing over for the space where she has her By Percy A.F itzhugh Illustrated by Bert Salg little tent? Seventy dollars, cold casn, She says if she’d known it would be anything like that, she’d never have come,” Westy said, “I should think she wou'd have known it, on account of being a fortune teller.” “What they’re going to do,” he said, “is to turn this car over to that Punch and Judy man and he'll run an indoor show and whack up with them on a fifty per cent Look at me! I have to give an outside show and pass the hat. You’re in a robbers’ den here, boys; they're all profiteers. You take a tip from me and stand on your rights,” “ Sure,” too.” He said, “These fellows know your couplings are in bad shape and will have to be fixe” before you’re taken away. They know you'll be here ali day at the shortest. Why, they're getting twenty cents for a glass of milk down yonder—it’s awful. These people will corner the United States currency before the day’s over.” Westy said, “ But anyway, this car has no right here, we have to admit that.” Mr. Pedro said, “ Well, that’s a fine legal question and I don’t know what the Supreme Court would say about it. As you said, you're here, because you’re here. I think that’s a pretty strong argument,” “TIT invented it,’ Pee-wee shouted, basis. I said, “and we'll stand on our car platform, R. PEDRO said, “The car has no right here, but you have a right in the car; you’re part of the car, see? ‘They can put the car off the grounds (if they know how), but they can’t put you out of the car. You can stay in your car and do anything you please in your car, and nobody can stop you. If they start the car they'll have to take the consequences.” “That's what you call technology,” Pee-wee shouted; “it’s a teckinality.* What do you say we give a movie show? ” I said. We wrote a couple of notices on pages out of my field hook and fixed them on the doors of the car. They said: “This car is the property of the First Bridgeboro, N. J., Troop, B. S. A. “'Trespassing forbidden.” Mr, Pedro came over and told us that if anybody went in that car while we were gone, he’d call up a lawyer in Flimdunk. “Me for some breakfast,” A S long as we didn’t have much left to eat we went 4 over to a shack and got some coffee and doughnuts. Good night! The coffee was twenty cents a cup, and the doughnuts were ten cents each. Then we had a ride on the merry-go-round, and after that we had some ice- cream cones, Those cones were fifteen cents each and even the ice-cream didn't go down into the cone, like in Bennett's at home. Westy said, “The biggest part of those doughnuts were the holes in them.” * Technicality is probably what was meant, BOYS’ LIFE “Sure,” I told him; “the price of holes has gone up; it’s simply terrible the high price of emptiness.” Wig said, “I was always crazy to see a robbers cave and now IT see one.” We went out through the main entrance, because we wanted to go to Flimdunk and send telegrams to our homes, so our mothers and fathers wouldn’t worry. ~ “Tt’s only a couple of miles,” Westy WD) ' p said. yg (a A ts “There’s one funny thing about rid- ing on a merry-go- round,” Connie started in; “no mat- ter how long a ride you take, you never have to come back.” “ That’s you’re already back,’ I told him. se because He said, “ Yes, but you go, don't you?” “Sure you do,” Pee-wee said. “Then how do you get back without coming back?” Connie shot at him, “ That’s technology,” I said. “You make me tired,” Pee-wee screamed; “ suppose all the time you’re going you're coming back, too? Let's see you answer that,” “Oh, that’s different,” Wig said. “Just the same as when our young hero flies up in the air,” I told them. “And foils a murderer,” *eute little boy scout, Sam.” “Do you know what I'd do if I had my way?” Pee- wee shouted, “How many guesses do we have?” I asked him. “I'd foil those profiteers, that’s what I’d do,” he said. “ Fifteen for a I can get three cones for that.” “And still. you wouldn't be satisfied,” Westy told him. “Well, if I had your way with me, [d give it to you,” I told himr; “but I left it home on the piano.” “Did you hear what that doughnut-man was saying about overhead expenses?” the kid shouted. “I looked up, but I didn’t see any. There wasn’t even a roof.” I thought I'd fall in a fit. ° “You can bet I know an overhead expense when I see one,” he said, all the while trudging along the road, “ and there wasn’t any there,” \ { | sayy Connie said; “ tell him he’s a cents cone! Laugh! “Overhead expenses are inside,’ Westy said; “ they’re the expenses of running a business. It might be the price of a carpet for the floor, see?” ** All you need is a pair of white duck trousers and your diploma with a pink ribbon around it,” I told him, “ Whe in the world taught you all that? You must be studying accountancy.” XUM

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XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine “ A whatancy?” Connie asked. “That shows how crazy you are,” “how can a carpet that you walk on be overhead? me that!” “That’s easy,” I told him; “isn’t the roof underfoot? You stand on the roof and it’s underfoot, Your overhead expenses may be down in the cellar. Just the same as a scout can do a good turn while he’s walking straight ahead. Deny it if you dare!” “You're crazy,” Pee-wee fairly screamed. “T admit it,” I told him. Pee-wee yelled; Tell I’'TER we had walked a little way, Westy said, “ Just the same, Pee-wee's right, the same as he usually isn’t. It would be a good stunt for us to foil those profiteers.” “Only we haven’t got any tinfoil,” I said. “ Shut up, you’re the worst of the lot!” Pee-wee yelled at me. “ We've got eighteen dollars left from the movie show, haven’t we? TI say let’s buy some flour and sugar and eggs and cinnamon and ink and glue and make tenderflops and foil the profiteers; that’s what I say!” I said, “If it wouldn’t be too much trouble, I'd like to know how you’re going to use ink and glue making tenderflops. They’d be kind, of sticky, wouldn’t they?” “Sure,” Westy said, “and they’d be a kind of a blackish white, using ink.” “He means fountain-pen ink,” Connie said; ‘that’s more digestible, it’s thinner,” “You're crazy!” the kid yelled. “ Wouldn't we have to make signs and glue them up? You can’t print with cinnamon or flour, can you? I say let’s get all the stuff we need and have Roy make tenderflops and Ill stand on top of the car and shout that they’re all smoking hot, and for everybody to be sure to get them for they’re only the small sum of two for a cent. I just happened to think of it,” he said, “it’s an insulation.” “You mean inspiration,” Westy said, “You know what I mean,” Pee-wee hollered. “Suppose you should flop off the top of the car?” I asked him, because there’s no telling what may happen when Pee-wee gets to shouting. “We'd charge extra for that,” Connie said. CHAPTER XXXVI A Frrenp In NEED OW Tl tell you about tenderflops, because I’m the 1N only one that goes to Temple Camp who knows how to make them. I guess you know what a tenderfoot is; it's a new scout. He’s supposed to be tender, see? Soa tenderflop is a flip-flop that’s named after a tenderfoot, because it’s supposed -to be tender. There are no such things as tough scouts, so of course, there can’t be any such things as tough tenderflops. That’s what you call logic. Now the way that you make tenderflops is with flour und salt and water and cinnamon, You can‘use eggs if you want to, but you don’t have to, Once I tried peanut butter in them, but they weren’t much good. If you put a little maple syrup in, that makes them sweet, Once I made some at home when Charlie Dan- forth was there and I put winter- green in, and my sister Marjorie said that was the reason he never There were men shouting for people to come and see their shows ¢ a) ' came any more. Cinnamon is better; safety first. Now the way I usually do is, just when they’re frying and beginning to get kind of nice and toasted, sort of, I press my , 23 A lot of people were looking up at our car; I guess they were wondering about it; and just as we were pushing through the crowd, a couple of the head men came down off the platform and one of them said: “What are you going to do with all that stuff, you boys?” Westy said, “ We’re going to make cakes and sell them. We're going to do it inside the car.” W'* all just laid down our bundles and stood around, kind of scared and disappointed. But anyway, the people who were standing around saw that we were scouts, and most all of them were smiling at us. The man said, “ Well, I guess you’ve got another guess. You just pack that stuff in there, and fo about your business if you don’t want to get into a heap of trouble. We'll look after this car.” I guess Westy was kind of flabbergasted, so I spoke up and said, “ We’ve got a right inside of our own car. We've got a right to cook in there if we want to. What harm does that do? Haven’t we got a right to try to reduce the cost of living? If you want to start this car going, go ahead and do it, but I tell you beforehand that the brakes don’t work. And you can keep off of our car, too.” “i The man said I was an impudent little some- thing-or-other, and he was just starting to pick up the bag of flour when, good night, all of a sudden a little man stepped out from the crowd. All I noticed about him was that he had a cigar in his mouth and his hat was kind of on the side. But, oh, boy, I heard his voice good and plain. scout badge down on them and that makes a kind of a trade mark on them. It says BE PREPARED, That's our motto. It doesn’t mean anything about the tenderflops. In about an hour, back we came along the road with a big bag of flour and a bag of salt and a couple of big jugs of maple syrup and some cinnamon. We had on scout smiles, too. “Down with profiteering,” Connie shouted. “Pee-wee forever!” I said. “Hurrah, for Hoover, Junior! Food will kfll the profiteers, don’t taste it—I mean waste it.” E had to pay admission fees to get in, but what did we care? We knew the government was on our side, because wasn't the government arresting profiteers? Believe me, we had some triumphal march across the I had a bag of flour over my shoulder and my jacket was all white and my face, too, I guess I looked like a clown, I should worry. The cinnamon made the smallest bundle, but we had Westy carry it, because Pee-wee likes cinnamon, Safety first. We had Pee-wee carry the glue, because if he ate that. it would only. stick his mouth shut. Believe me we were some parade. There were a lot of auto- mobiles parked outside the grounds by that time, and , the place was filled with | people. The animals on the merry-go-round were = run- ning as fast as they could, and girls were screaming for fear they'd fall off—you know how they always do. There: were men_ shouting for people to come and see their shows for a dime, ten cents, and there were shoot- ing galleries and everything. Sandwiches were _ thirty cents and the bread on them was stale, because Wig bought one. There was a brass band playing, too. grounds to our car. Yt \ \y A ‘WX Up on the car Pee-wee was strutting up and down, - waving the saucepan and shouting He said, “Look here, you. What's all this trouble about? You mustn’t think you can brow-beat these boys, because you can’t, See? I'm telling you the law and you can take it or leave it just as you like. If you’ve got any kick, go to the railroad, If you’re not satisfied to wait until this car goes away, start it going. You stand between those two tracks or on the platform of that car, and you're on_ the property of the United States Railroad Adminis- tration, I’m a lawyer and I’m telling you that. It’s you that happens to be here, not these boys, Here’s a crowd of people being fleeced—eating sandwiches that aren’t fit to throw to a dog and drinking red lemonade that would die of shock if it saw a lemon. Twenty cents for a cup of coffee that they ought to pay me a dollar for drinking! Now you boys just climb aboard and let’s see what you can do. You’ve got the American people in back of you. I’ve heard about you scouts; now let’s see what you can do. Get aboard and get busy. You’re here, because you’re here * “That’s just what we said,” Pee-wee shouted. “ All right,” the man said; “climb up and I’lktake care of the legal end of it. I’m for the Boy Scouts to the last ditch. I once tried a case just like this; a man’s house slid down hill onto another man’s property and the other man sued him for trespass—nothing to it. Let ‘em talk to the car, Climb up and see what you can do. I don’t believe you know how to boil water!” He just sat down on the lowest step of the platform and stuck his hat on the side of his head awfully funny, and lighted his cigar, Everybody began laughing. The people were all on our side, that’s one sure thing, anyway. CHAPTER XXXVII TENDERFLOPS AND OrHer Fors 66 Ek’S right,” Pee-wee whispered to me; “that’s a good argument, Because if a thing is some- where where it shouldn’t be; if it isn’t there on purpose, why then if somebody gets into it that doesn’t belong on that place, but belongs in it, he’s trespassing just as much, because anyway, if he took it away it wouldn't be there. See?” “ Absolutely, positively,” I told him, “it’s as clear as mud.” “Reduce it to a common denominator,’ Westy said. That fellow is always thinking about school. “We should bother our heads,” I said. ‘“ Here we are; even the Supreme Court couldn’t deny that.” “They don’t have to deny it, we admit it,” Connie said. ** We'll stand on our rights!” Pee-wee shouted. “ We'll stand on our he a “Sure, we'll stand on our heads,” Wig said. “ Any- thing to please you.” “Our hereditary rights!” the kid yelled. “ All right, get up and stand on the top of the car,” I told him, “and shout,” ‘ We'll do the rest.” We made a paper hat for the kid and tied a towel around his waist for an apron, because we wanted him to look like a chef, I gave him a saucepan from Westy’s kit and told him to wave it around while he was talking, (Concluded on page 46)

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26 together which will themselves with great FINE way to get a treop collection 4 benefit the town as well as the the following plan which has been success by our bunch of boys. Try to get a large room in which to put the collection. If the town has no museum, and if you are sufficiently enthusi- astic and willing to work, you ought to have little difficulty in getting several of the business men of the city to help you eut in the matter of a room. Or the schoolroom might be collectors is to use used used. Space being limited, I cannot describe our room, but will go on to the collections. MINERAL COLLECTION. The minerals found on hikes were arranged in rows on sloping boards which had a ledge along the front to keep them in place. They had labels giv- img name, date, donor, locality, and composition. uses, FEATHER COLLECTION. We collected only distinctive feathers such as woodpecker tail-feathers, soft owl-feathers, stiff hawk-feathers, and those with special markings. They HE new moon of October was shining, its dim, ghost- ly light faintly illuminating the outlines of the sand-hills, when a large gray coyote stepped from be- hind a bunch of soap-weed which screened the mouth of his den from roving eyes. The den had really been dug by a badger, who had lived in it for over a year, until when, on one of his noc- turnal prowling expeditions, he discovered a farmer's chicken coop and was digging his way into the coop when he was discovered by the farmer's dog. The bad- ger, a surly fellow and an obstinate stickler for his rights (which, according to his way of thinking, in- cluded robbing hen roosts), advanced to give battle. Matters would probably have been much the worse for the dog, had not the farmer, aroused by the latter's barking, appeared on the scene and quickly dispatched the badger by means of a club. Thus the den was unoccupied when found by the coy- ote, who had enlarged it somewhat to meet with his own needs, After sniffing the air for a few seconds, the coyote descended the hillside to begin his nightly prowling. He had not gone far when he suddenly came upon a small cotton-tail rabbit. Each sighted the other at the same time. Instantly the rabbit whirled and raced for his den, the coyote in hot pursuit. As cotton-tails seldom travel far from their burrows, this one soon reached his and dived in, with the coyote still several leaps behind. Unwilling to stay to try to dig the rabbit out, the coyote turned toward a distant ranch house, moving more stealthily this time. As he neared the house he came upon a patch of ripe melons. This was what he had been hoping for. Melons were his favorite delicacy, and he never lost an opportunity for a possible melon feast. Selecting a likely looking melon, he settled him- self for the feast, but scarcely had he taken half a dozen bites when the big collie at the house scented him and rushed barking in his direction. The coyote beat a hasty retreat to a nearby hilltop, where he sat on his haunches, pointed his nose toward the stars, and howled his disapproval of all dogs in general. After listening for a while to the collie’s re- plies, he trotted in the direction of a nearby prairiedog town. He knew that the prairie dogs would be safe in their burrows at this time of the night, but he hoped to catch one of the small prairie owls which always inhabit the dog towns. As there were no bushes near the prairie-dog town to cover his advance, the owls sighted the coyote and dashed here and there in the air above him, now and then diving at him, uttering their weird screams as they came, as if to try to frighten him away. Whenever one of these venturesome owls came near the coyote would leap after it, in a vain effort to catch it as it sailed by. Tiring of this sport. he turned his face toward the sage brush, soon striking a well-worn jack rabbit trail, along which he cautiously followed. He had not fol- lewed the trail far when he scented a rabbit in the bushes before him. The rabbit (a large jack rabbit, which is really not a rabbit but a hare) lay dozing in a slight depression beneath the bush, lifting his long, sensitive ears at intervals, to catch the slightest sound of danger. Suddenly he was startled by a slight rustling in the sage leaves behind him. Instantly his body was all aquiver, ready to leap should the sound be repeated. Again came the faint rustling of leaves, this time nearer. With a tremendous leap the rabbit left his shelter, but too late, the coyote was upon him. Quickly seizing the rabbit he crushed its ribs with his powerful jaws. in Y i Ln nn mt Our Collection By Harold E. Benson—Age 17 were glued to pieces of gray cardboard 21” x 16”, labeled, and covered with window panes, and bound with passpartout taupe. These made fine exhibits. SEED COLLECTION, The seeds were put in deep, or larger if necessary, which were ,bored in boards, labeled, and covered with glass. NEST COLLECTION. Deserted nests of which we were sure of the identity were kept in cases covered with cloth to exclude dust. “STATES” COLLECTION. Samples of products, ete., rep- resentative of the different states were secured by writing to boys in these states and offering to exchange souvenirs. Some of our exhibits were Texas cotton on the boll, Florida orange %” holes 1%” smooth Short Story Contest Rules appear on page 63. LUNN He howled his disapproval of all dogs illsi 0) YLNUIVUOUUNAOUVAOLAVLOVLUUOLLULSOLLOUIVL.ULUUOVLRUULSUUULSUEULLUUULAULUULUUUALULULULEAA LUAU HE winner in the Short Story Contest this month is Cleo Minor, age seventeen with a nature article, “The Den in the Hillside.” Other good stories were submitted by Howard E.° Severe, age sixteen; Clyde L. Reese, age fifteen; Scout Kenneth Linklater, age fifteen; and Harold E. Benson, age seventeen, whose article “Our Collection.” appears elsewhere in this issue. ber will be the last month in which the Short Story Cor-test will appear, the final date for entrance of manuscripts in that contest being October tenth. As already announced, Decem- Scouting Section of BOYS’ LIFE y Os 4, blossoms, California sequoia bark, Vermont granite, Michigan iron and copper ore, etc., etc. WOOD COLLECTION. Sections of wood 6” or 8” long were cut from as many trees as possible. They were planed on one side, sawed square on one end and diagonal on the other, and were polished if possible. OTHER COLLECTIONS. Were those of insects, leaves and 4 leaf blueprints, photographs of famous places, curious or rare stamps and coins, pressed flowers, butterflies, and many other things. under his ment, but Each boy was assigned a special department care. We would have liked a taxidermy depart- had no one capable of doing the work. Publicity of such a collection will bring in many specimens from friends. We were well repaid as long as we had this collee- tion by the satisfaction and fun obtained in enlarging it. Cases may be made from dry-goods boxes fronted with glass if possible. Time and money spent for paint and care- ful work will be many times repaid in the finished cases. ~ By Cleo Minor—Age |7 SS Illustrated by Bob Fink —Age 14 Drawing the limp form beneath the bush, the coyote lay down to make a hasty breakfast, and back to his den in the hillside before the sun arose, for he had no mind to be seen prowling around in broad daylight un- less forced to do so by hunger, ; Upon arriving at his home thera was an extremely unpleasant surprise in store for the coyote, for there, within the mouth of his den calmly viewing him with bright, beady eyes, sat a pair of large striped skunks. The coyote will fight in defense of his home, often showing more courage than he is credited for having, but he had no stomach to tackle these easy-going, in- offensive looking little animals of the “white stripes. Turning in deep disgust, the coyote loped away in search of a new den before winter came, The skunks now had undisputed possession of the den, and lived there for almost a month. One night they wandered away too far. Perhaps they were caught in traps. At any rate they never returned. Again the den was empty, until a large cotton-tail rabbit came hopping along. Finding the deserted den situated much to his liking, he proceeded to take possession and arrange his new home according to his own tastes and convenience. (iii i HM UITIRELEEECLLUUCCTCTLLEUULLLLCT LLU ECEL Ce ft eeeU PET Your Scout Knife HE small blade of your pocket knife is a relic of olden times, that has been retained although the small blade is no more so universally required. The pocket knife with the spring action is really only of most recent origin as periods count in history. It was conceived during the eighteenth century. Before that only rigid knives were used and our historians have proved that iron or steel bladed knives of this char- acter have been in use as far as historical knowledge stretches back into the ages. The first knives employed by human beings were knives made from stone, These are still found in the so-called pre-historic settlements. The small blade of the modern knife originally was used for the purpose of cutting the nibs in quill pens. lor this work very sharp knives made from the best steel, were required. These were ground a's fine as are ground today the best razor blades. Such knives were still in use during the beginning of the last century and are made even at the present time for artists who need a very sharp knife for pointing pencils. Scout knives carry as a rule, besides the two blades, a few useful implements attached. \ can opener, a file, or a saw, come very handy when camping and add much to the usefulness of a pocket knife. In former years cutlery makers glorified in making pocket knives embracing a great variety of blades and a correspond- ing number of implements. A dozen and more blades were joined to the knife and with it went a saw, a nail cleaning outfit, a file, a cork screw, a horse shoe cleaner. a cartridge thrower, scissors and many other articles of more or less doubtful use. These knives, while very handy for certain purposes, however, had to be heavy to be of practical value, were difficult to carry and are made now less frequently, it having been found more convenient to make pocket knives for special purposes, as for military use, for gardeners, for hunters and so on. XUM ee ee ee a

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IRELESS electricity offers an attractive field for an am- marvelous bitious American boy. The future of this science is assured. It is generally recognized as a formidable rival to telegraphy and telephony by the familiar system of wire communication. every continent and visible waves. every sea linked together by With the development of commerce by land As time goes on we shall-doubtless see these in- and sea the importance of ‘this method of communication will r i SUNIUNUAALAAA LT This article is reprinted from the Merit Badge Pamphlet on Wireless Electricity published by National Headquarters of the Boy Scouts of America, and because of lack of space, has neces- sarily been greatly curtailed. For a more extensive survey of the subject see the official pamphlet is- sued by National Headquarters. HIMNUOUUNAUTAL increase by leaps and bounds. The number of men required to maintain this great system of wireless communication will be greatly increased and incidentally those engaged in it will share in this prosperity. The great world capitals, London, Paris, New York, are today in constant communication by wireless telegraph. North and South America will shortly be linked together in the same manner. It is possible today to send a _ wireless message in a few minutes around the world by utilizing the high powered stations already established. The use of the wireless telephone again will open a new field for the wire- man. The human voice has already been carried invisible wireless waves across the Atlantic Ocean. Within a short time the wireless telephone will make it possible to talk from any point in America to Europe as easily as we talk today over the familiar telephone. less HE life of a wireless telegraph operator on land or sea offers many unusual attractions. The operator aboard a seagoing vessel, for instance, is enabled to travel and see the world. He regularly visits many foreign countries and thus receives a liberal education while engaged in a gainful occupation. It is often argued that a boy who enters the United States Navy has unusual opportunities for seeing the world. The life of the wireless man at sea has many adyan- tages over the sailor or the officer in the Navy. The radio operator on a merchant ship does not make long cruises, but travels on fast ships as a rule between important ports and cities. He has liberal shore leave when he can improve his education. The life of the wireless man has been compared to a course in a great university. The wireless man finds himself in constant communication with many widely scattered stations on land and sea. He is in constant touch with important affairs. He finds the world a vast whispering gallery and in the course of MTT ! I!

ANY a beginner in this bewitching game p has felt that he cannot afford the steep prices attached to some instrument which he

has seen in some advertisement and is dis- couraged over the fact that financial condi- = tions -make it necessary to close up the wire- = less receiving set in disgust. There need not 7 be any such action on the part of a beginner if he will but follow me carefully as I de- scribe how to make several forms of excellent detectors, Cc Te screw C to pass through. post D which can be procured from any elec- trical store is mounted on top of piece B and By Edward T. Jones Intelligence Bureau, New Of the Radio nucuvneaenanunua Orleans

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his regular business listens in on hundreds of important messages. An‘ observant boy will find such a life broadening and instructive. Compared with the dull routine of so many office positions the life of the wireless man is full of variety and excitement. Whether ashore or at sea he is never lonely. His business hours are spent in conversation with other op- erators, although they may be scattered ever hundreds or thousands of miles in all directions. (Concluded on page 42)

loses its adjustment very rapidly unless some precaution is likewise taken against this eventuality. To guard against this it is wise to place strips of cotton wadding under the base of the detector and the table. This will take up practically all the vibration present. TATEMUETENAUT ET

A double binding is but % inch high. A ¥ inch ception that it is shorter in length. u The cup H is made fast to piece I and base A by screw and nut J. MN Piece I To protect the mineral from dust it is wise to place a large glass jar over the detector after it has been adjusted, eare being taken not to knock the detector or the table with As the jar and cause the detector te lose its Some crystals such as galena, cerucite, and some silicon require a very light adjustment or contact spring, while others such as silicon, held to it and the base by screw C. hole is bored in the bottom of the base to permit the brass head screw to fit either flush is noted this is also made to fit flush with the bottom of*the base. The mineral K is placed in the cup with woods-metal or some other This can adjustment. Now we are going to tackle a detector to be employed with heavy contact minerals such carborundum and iron pyrites require either a stiff spring or a contact point with quite a bit of pressure. These two detectors are shown in Figures 1 and 2. They have been studied from all angles and have found to work with the best of adjustment and pre- cision, A good type of galena detector with light contact point and very good arrangements for adjusting its members is shown in Figure 1. In order to make the drawings and parts well understood each are assigned a letter and are referred to hereinafter in connection with their description. This detector can be con- structed in about one hour and will cost the , builder a little less than fifty cents. If he were to purchase this same detector on the market I doubt if he could obtain it for less than two dollars. To begin the construction of this detector first procure a wooden base measuring % inch Fr thick by 2 inches wide by four inches in length. This is denoted by the letter A in the drawings. A small piece of wood B, either round or square about 1% inch wide (or in diameter) and 1 inch high with a hole bored through the center to permit the 8-32 brass

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wire or a good margin from the bottom of the base as is shown. A small piece of No. 14 bare copper length is cut from a coil of wire or spare wire about the workshop. like F measuring % inch in length by 4% in diameter with one end rounded off is made fast on one end of the wire be accomplished by drilling a hole into piece slightly smaller forcing After this has been done it is necessary to first pass portion the of the two-story bindingpost before soldering the piece of “ E” or first mandolin string E to it. should be three inches in length and slightly bent as shown so that the point will rest on cerusite, or other light contact K. Connection is made to the con- tact point by passing a wire in the top por- tion of the two-story binding post and brought to the receiving apparatus. connection is had through post L -which connected through the base by copper wire to the cup post J. similar to piece B is cut for I with the ex- E’” measuring 8 inches in A small wood handle 4 inch received resistance rod. This can contact. than the No. the latter into 14 copper this hole. there is none to be wasted. wire rod through the lower that is, the minerals. The mandolin string “E” the above mandolin string the surface eral, remaining is The point on that spot. A small piece of wood bear on the mineral very low temperature melting material. be procured from any reliable radio dealer. Tinfoil will serve the purpose if it is packed down around the mineral very tightly. The last method is not recommended simply because in time it will work loose and cause considerable losses in the strength of signals due to direct losses through When it is that there is very little current being handled in the first place we immediately realize that Conservation of energy in this case is paramount. Always keep the detector free from dust, A good way to adjust this type of detector is to pass a pencil under and raise it of the mineral then letting it come to rest gently upon the min- If this is done several times a spot will be discovered where the signals come in the ioudest and it is then only necessary to put the Care should be exer- cised in adjusting the pressure of the wire on the mineral and it should be brought to lightly. detector with light contact springs and arms as (some) silicon, carborundum and iron pyrites, ete. Like the detector first described this one will result in quite a saving for the beginner and he will have in his possession two detectors for one-half the priee he would have to pay for one of them i#f purchased in the open market. The base of this detector K measures 1% inch thick by 2 inches wide by four inches in length. A piece of wood X measuring ™% inch square by 2 inches in height is made fast to base K by wood screw ¥. A small piece of brass M % inch thick-by ™% inch wide by 1% inches in length is made fast to the top of wood piece X by another wood screw. Piece M is threaded about 4% inch from the end to permit 8-32 serew O to pass through and bear on piece Q which is made of 1-16 inch spring brass % inch wide by 2% inches in length. P is a hardrubber piece measuring 1 inch in diameter and can be procured from a radio supply store for about ten cents. At the end of piece Q a binding post S taken from the zine of an old dry cell is soldered and this serves to hold the con- (Concluded on page 42) high considered slightly by Such a PAT TT UP AU CO USUI 1 HE amateur wireless man just now bears a great responsibility. brings many dangers to our shipping. Lakes and the Gulf of Mexico and in a measure guard throughout the country, and ' rgely upon his skill and alertness will depend for several months the safely of all those al sea. A striking example m wrecked submarine. by an amateur wireless man. S.0.S. to Wireless Amateurs By ‘‘Spark Gap’’ of all our inland waters. It will be remembered that the famous distress signal of the S.S. At any every minute saved in picking up the signal may be priceless in saving life. It is estimated that there are at present in round numbers 150,000 amateur wireless operators in the United A fringe of wireless stations may be found along every States. They are scattered far and wide over the country. by thousands of alert operators. coast line. It frequently happens that the great naval or merchant stations miss such calls. undreds of amateur outfits in the vicinity and the chances are all in favor of some of these catching the message. An alert operator with a well tuned apparatus hundreds of miles inland may be the first to catch the signal. A correspondent of the writer's whose station is located are It is not necessary that the station be situated Any signal flashed from ships at sea may therefore be said to be sifted out near a coast line. near Boston recently picked up a message thrown out by a steamer near Detroit. The possibility of rendering such service lends a new and highly exciting element of interest to the game. uiel room hundreds of miles inland and at any hour of the day or night the click of your receiver may bring your you th Any amateur operator may wake up the following day to find himself a ¢ most exciting news conceivable. hero with his praises in every mouth from one end of the country to the other. UMM. TTT The season is at hand when winter weather? This holds good of our great coast lines East and West of the Great f Now the wireless man stands be cited in the recent service of an amateur in picking up the distressed signal of a itanic was first picked up hour of the day or night such call for help may be flashed over the seas and But for every large station there

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18 Scouting Section of BOYS’ LIFE Scout executives from all corners of the country gathered at Bear Mountain to attend the recent executive conference N Saturday, September 4th, the Boy Scout delegation ar- e . agency which our country now has for the accomplishment O rived from England on the government transport The Edited by - — er major objectives, supplementing the influence of Princess Matioka, The Commodore Hotel generously offered % Ky the home, the church and the school. s hospitality for three days to the whole group of three E t It is my earnest hope and conviction that as a result of it lospitalty , = er ‘ : : AMES ° VV es this Conference all pe gel will strive as never hefete ‘' me hundred and fifty boys and men, turning over its great ball- room for sleeping purposes. An enjoyable banquet was given . : personal lives and Scouting practice to make these objectives Saturday evening in honor of the homecoming scouts, who Chief Scout Executive a reality in such a way as to justify the high esteem which finally scattered on Monday to their various is now being universally expressed for the re- Boy Scouts of America, This means, Scouts, that you and I as never before must keep uppermost in our minds the Scout Oath and Law and our re- quired “Good Turn Daily,”’—the practice of being helpful to others at all times, destinations all over the country. As I minded you last month, while only a com paratively few boys out of the full number of Boy Scouts of America could attend the International Jamboree, every one of -you shared in the splendid record made and every one of you will, I hope, take a quick ened interest in and enthusiasm for Scout ing because of the new impetus gained from our European experience. SCOUTING AT SCHOOL TRUE scout is always on the alert for opportunities to be of service. In many schools scouts are in charge of the fire drills and first aid and safety-first train- ing. They also conduct thorough school yard clean-ups, guard dangerous crossings and see that sanitary conditions are in force in and out of school buildings. Are you and your troop doing any of these things? If not, get busy. Talk it over with your scoutmaster and your teachers and see if there isn’t something which you can do as a ‘scout to help your school. School is very much like the world outside it. If you are a useful, loyal, responsible member of your school community you are training to be a useful, loyal, responsible citizen of your community and nation. THE MIAMI PINE TRED PATROL IMITED space will not permit at any one time a detailed mention of all of the splendid things which were done by individuals and groups in connection with the International Jamboree, but I believe that everyone in the Jamboree Party would agree that of the special groups which came from different centres or which were or ganized as special teams for group activity, that the Miami Pine Tree Patrol should be mentioned among the first. In all of the displays interpreting the Boy Scout Program, the work of this Pine Tree Patrol was distinctive and most credit- able. rhis Patrol, made up of Scouts Lu Remember especially that Scouting is cius J. Cushman, FE. N. Chamberlain, Joseph what you make it. If you are a scout and Leon Roberts, William Turner Cathcart, careless in your personal appearance and heedless of regulations you are doing a great harm to the Movement and not being a true scout no matter how proficient you Thomas Gidion Ivey, Don Wynkoop Moore, Vaughn Walthen Summers and Edward Blackman Lowry, under the leadership of Patrol Leader James Robert Wilson and ‘ ad a i ee at eee are in signalling and fire building and the Scout Executive Oliver Hoover, were able Dhoge alert chaps from Miami hold the world’s challenge record for Pine Tree patrol work rest. Scouting goes all through, into every- to make the trip because of the friendship ¢ ‘ é thing you do. and enthusiasm of the Miami Rotary Club, I wish every first class seout would aided by the President of the Local Council, Mr. FE. B. Douglas, fully considered. Men of national reputation in educational determine to qualify for the merit badge in Scholarship this who personally contributed largely to the expense of the party. and religious life with the National Officers were leaders in year and make up his mind to get the most out of his books,— This Patrol carried its own trek cart and never grumbled the Conference and Round Table discussions and Camp Fire’ by putting a lot in. : at the many demands made upon them for exhibitions and sessions demonstrations. The picture presented shows their work in The outstanding keynote of accomplishment at the Con- SAFETY FIRST CONGRESS a beautiful park at Brussels. ference was unanimous agreement that in everything that is HE Ninth Annual Safety First Congress was held at Mil- According to Chief Sea Scout James A, Wilder, the author done in the Scouting Program it must always be remembered waukee the last week in September and one day, Septem- of the Pine Tree Patrol scheme, this Patrol has lowered the the fundamental objectives of Scouting are for character ber 29th, was given over to scout demonstrations. From every known record of any patrol in the United States and as far development and citizenship training. Speaker after speaker city in which there are members of the National Safety Coun- as he knows, had made a new international record in unloading characterized the Boy Scout Program as the most effective cil, Boy Scout delegates were chosen and contests were con- the trek cart and making camp. ducted under the auspices of the having accomplished this in four various local councils. The points considered in choosing delegates were as follows: Natural leadership, aggressive- ness, initiative, enthusiasm, common sense and adaptability. Other points taken into con- sideration ‘were whether the boys selected were such as would *“sell” the Safety First Idea on their return from the Con- gress, could talk simply and ef- fectively and present a good ap- pearance. Awards were based upon the following: 1. Best reports of unsafe minutes and ten seconds, Chief Sea Scout Wilder advised the boys that they should paint their wheels purple and their hub gold because of this dis- tinction. Our hats are off to this Pa trol, to their parents and the members of the Rotary Club and friends of Scouting in Miami for having made this trip pos- sible. CONFERENCE OF SCOUT EXECU- TIVES san ; conditions reported to scout a co everywhere will be headquarters by scouts cover- ‘ interested to learn of the ing: Unsanitary conditions of streets, river banks, railroad de- pots, sewerage, etc. Unsafe con- ditions of moving picture thea- tres, railroad crossings, ferries, docks, ete. Careless public ex- posure of inflammable material, dangerous fire escapes, etc. 2. Best talks on fire preven- tion, public health, methods of rescue, and first aid before groups of scouts. 3. Best composition of 300 words on “ HOW I CAN BEST HELP IN SPREADING THE SAFETY FIRST IDEA,” Permission for school absence was received in each case from the school authorities. More and more the soy Scouts of America are being Cardinal (Concluded on page 64) wonderful conference of the Scout Executives from all over the United States at the beauti- ful camp site of the Boy Scouts at the Palisades Interstate Park, New York and New Jersey. Three hundred and twenty men registered for a conference from September 15 to 22. They lived in tents and led a regular camp life just as so many tens of thousands of scouts have done during the past summer. From reveille until taps, the entire program was for the sole purpose of making more effective the program of the Boy Scuots of America. The outstanding problems, including the subject When the Scouts of the Jamboree Party met Cardinal Mercier, President Livingston is seen at the left of the of better manhood through the Scouting Program, were care- XUM

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XUM The Boy Scouts’ Yang Magazine * 5 Veet ) , a % : ak eat, ; Pa m | o Tyikaey Chi a ; . ; Battle of Lexington “Stand your ground. Don’t fire unless you are fired upon, but if they mean to have a war, let it begin here.” That is what Captain John Parker told his handful of Minute Men as they faced the mm Red-coats on Lexington Com- mons, April 19th, 1775 Edward Penfield has-‘madea stirring picture of this scene from American history. This and two others are included in the three Great American Battle Series that we’ve prepared for boys Go to the clothier in your city who carries our clothes; ask him for these pictures in colors for your room. If he can’t supply them, let us know—we'll see that you get a set Hart Schaffner & Marx Chicago Boys’ clothes as good as father’s New York 29

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30 dlow to N writing these stories for I you seouts, | have to bear in mind the time of year in which they will be published. I have just returned from my summer camp, which was the best camp in the whole world, ask any of the fellows that were there and they will tell you so But that’s got nothing to do with this story furthermore than to let you know that I must write my Christmas stuff before the summer mosquitos have quit biting and while the katydid is stilt disputing whether katy did or katy didn't (vote at the primaries). of ourse, I am writing now for the November number of the magazine, but the November Number is the real Christmas Number, because there is no use telling you fellows what to do on Christmas or for Christmas when Christmas is already at hand, therefore we will take time by the forelock, or by his nose—it doesn’t make much dif- ference—and tell you how to light your yule log. I also must bear in mind in writing these articles, that I um writing for the boys of the whole world I know this be- cause IL have received letters from boys and men from Japan, from Siberia, from Palestine, from the South American coun tries, from Mexico, from Canada and from the Yukon, from Den- mark, Poland and Brooklyn, and all these letter writers are readers of Boys’ Life! . UT in writing for the whole world I am writing as an American scout, and the people of all nations know it; but none of them find fault with our Americanism, The truth is they are interested in what-we-de here-in+America,-and.look. upon, it as the experimental ground for the rest of ‘the world ; eur folk-lore is the folk-lore of the world welded to- gether and made to fit republican institutions and a democratic form of government Our Santy Claus, Kris Kinkle or St. Nicholas is not the long-legged Saint. nor in fact any of the queer and picturesque saints of the Old World, but he is the little fat fel- low, born here in America of knickerbocker parent- ag He is jollier than any of the Old World saints, he is full of fun, his team of tiny reindeer are with- out doubt dwarf caribous of North America, Santy Claus lives somewhere up in the unexplored lands around the pole, somewhere up near the purple ice that pr. Cook discovered. They tell me that Santy’s address is No. 1 Glazier Avenue, near the corner of Blizzard Boulevard, opposite the Iceberg hotel, and that Commodore Peary found him there. I believe he even invited Commodore Peary to dinner one day, if he did not it was the Commodore's misfortune. At any rate, Sant) Claus is an American thru and thru and I'll tell you again as I tell you each year that Santy Claus’s daddy was Dr Clement Clark Moore. The doctor is buried in Trinity Church Cemetery at Riverside Drive, 125th Street, New York City, and no Scout who is within reach of that grave should allow Christ- placing some holly leaves and mistletoe mas to pass without upon it. Dr. Clements Clark Moore was born on July 15th, a big house at 9th Avenue and 22nd Street, at a time when Greenwich Village was a distant suburb of New York City. All around him were the farm lands which his knickerbocker neighbors had inherited from their Dutch fathers and grand fathers, the same Dutch people from which Theodore Roose- velt descended There was one little Dutch-American, if I may be allowed to use a hyphen, who told the little Moore boy all about St. Nicholas, whom the American Duteh child- ren called Santy Claus. Over in Holland this St. Nicholas always filled the wooden shoes of the children with good things, but we in America do not wear wooden shoes, so Dr. Moore made us a Saint who filled our stockings, all of us wear stockings or socks. To tell the truth I used to think the girls had a big advantage over the boys, because when I was a little fellow the boys all wore socks like the men and they did not hold half as much as the stockings which the girls would hang up by the chimney. 1789 in HE story of the Holland St. Nicholas made as lasting an impression upon Moore as did the stories of our Ameri can Scouts made upon the mind of your National Scout Com- missioner when he was a little lad. In 1822, when Clement Moore was living in one of those old-fashioned houses which had big fireplaces and wide chim- neys, all the good spirits of Christmas gathered round Moore and filled his head with Christmas thoughts, so that he just bad to sit down and write the Christmas poem to ease his mind, and when he wrote “ ’Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse,” he all unconsciously made for us a real Ameri can Christmas Saint, one that fitted our ideas of Christmas, as a festival of kindness, jollity and mirth, and thus we Americans must keep it forever and ever, for Moore’s Christ- mas verses belong with the “ Star Spangled Banner” and should be incorporated somewhere in the Scout Manual. There is nothing in the American Saint with which any of our foreign readers will find fault. Like us, his ancestors all came from Burope, and like us there is very little of the European about him, America and American institutions made an American of Santy Claus, made St. Nick of old St. Nicholas, Group of Scouts learning how to use a fire drill. By Dan Beard But to go back to the fire-making, we brought the yule log over with us from England and we have Amerizanized it also. The Christmas fire should be lighted with a log left over from last Christmas fire and lighted by the use of an American In- You fellows know how lucky these boys are to be aids to Dan Beard at the Camp Pageant. Scouting Section of BOYS’ LIFE ags for Christmas dian rubbing stick. Every Scout is supposed to know how toe make the rubbing sticks, popu- larized by Mr. Ernest Thompson Seton, but I have discovered that every Scout does not know how to make them, therefore [| will say, in the good old-fash- ioned way, take a stick, Fig. 1, any old stick so long as it is green and strong, trim off the branches and peel off the bark, Fig. 2. Now take a board, Figs, 3 and 4 and bend your stick to the form you wish it to be when used as a bow, hold it in place by driving nails on each side of it in the board, Figs. 3 and 4, Fig. 3 is the top view and 4 is the perspective view of the bow stick bent and fixed for dry- ing. After three of four days the nails may be removed and you will have a bow with a permanent bend, Fig. 5. To this bow attach a whang string, a whang string you know is a belt lashing made of rawhide, THE WHANG STRING is too slippery for our pur- pose, SO we will twist it be- fore we fasten it to the bow, and rosin it as you would the horsehair of a fiddle bow, that will give it a “ bite” and pre- vent it slipping over the surface of the spindle. Treated this way the whang string will work —we have tried it. Fig. 6 shows the fire-board, Fig. 7 the spindle, both of which you know all about (maybe) possibly, however, you do not know that a section of broom stick makes a good spindle, and that white wood, such as you can get at the lumberyard, will make a good fire-board. Fig. 8 is the thimble. Many boys have thimbles made of stone, but they are heavy and uncomfortable to carry! Make your thimble from one,of -those knots,‘ bunyons; or’corns, which grow on trees and are known as burls. Saw off the burl and attach a toggle to it as you would a noggin. Make your tinder of the dried inner bark of a dead chest- nut, I say dead chestnut. because there are plenty of dead chestnuts everywhere in the country, maybe cedar bark is better, the nest of a mouse is good, but we will use dead chestnuts because everybody can find it. Keep your tinder in a buckskin bag, Fig. 10, make your own buckskin bag. If you cannot secure buckskin make it of chamois, THE FIRE BAG HIS is Christmas and we can “ blow in” a little money without being extravagant, so get a piece of tanned sheepskin, buckskin being prac- tically unobtainable; cut the leather in the form shown by Fig. 11, then make a piece of stiffening from pasteboard, or any other similar substance, even of tin, and cover it with chamois skin, C, F g. 12, sew it on to Fig. 11, as it is in Fig. 14. Next cut the piece for the pocket D, Fig. 13, and sew D onto C, as it is in Fig. 14. You will note that D is hemmed, so to speak, at the top, Figs. 13 and 14, that is the raw edge is turned over and sewed down, but this edge is not sewed to C, it must be left open then so that the bow, the fire-board, the spindle, and the tinder may be carried in the pocket thus made. You will also note that the shape of Figs. 11 and 14 correspond, that is, agree With the bend of the bow, so that the bow may be slipped in easily and fit there:comfortably.. In order to sew these parts together use a leather punch to make holes for your whang string thread, C, Figs. 12 and 13. Sew C on first, as already described, then over it sew on the pocket D, Fig. 14. If you have no leather punch make the holes with a wire nail. do this by spreading the leather on a board and by use of a hammer, drive the nail through the leather at the spots indi- cated. THE FRINGE After the thing is all sewed together cut the fringe as indicated by the dotted lines on Figs. 11 and 13. Now when the flap A, Fig. 14 is brought over it will cover and protect the top of the bow and the contents of your bag. In order to fasten it down, so that it will not flap around while carry- ing it, make a little rosette of leather, Fig. 15, punch two holes in it with a leather punch, and run a leather shoe- string thru the two holes and thru the pocket cover D. This rosette should be put on before the pocket itself is sewed on the back. The shoestrings may be used to tie down the flaps A or B when you wish to keep your case closed. Of course it should be decorated with all sorts of signals and symbols that he will find in my book on that subject. When this is finished, if you are a Scout, a real true, blue Boy Scout of America, you must not keep it yourself be- cause that little fat American saint would never forgive you for being so selfish. This fire case goes to your best friend. your Scoutmaster, Leader, chum or brother and you will de rive more pleasure in giving it to him than you would ever obtain by wearing it yourself, besides which you will be com plying with the real Christmas spirit, a spirit which should animate scouts all the year round. Remember this is not a business proposition, we are not doing it for gain, but for the love of being of USE and of GIVING PLEASURE TO OTHERS. A Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all! XUM

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eeebe ae The Boy Scouts’ Magazine sé ELLO there, Cave Scout, what have you to be thankful for this year?’ Eh, what’s that? Oh, hello, Scouts, sort of caught me napping this time I guess. Well, this is turkey and cranberry month, isn’t it! Let's see. 0, I'm thankful that I have had so many opportunities this past year to cook my chow under the blue sky and eat it to the music of ancient pines. I'm thankful that I kept on hoeing spuds some of those hot days last summer when I felt like going swimming. Seems mighty good to have enough in the basement to last until spring, for I certainly am a great pun- isher of spuds. I'm thankful I don’t have to meet Jack Dempsey for the world’s championship. I'm thankful I live in the U. S, A. instead ef Russia. I'm doggone thankful I'm a scout and that the good old B. S. A. is growing bigger and better and more successful every day. Oh, there are no end of things I’m thank- ful for, for— “ Excuse me, Cave Scout, but a question just popped into my head—one I’ve been trying to ask you for a year, but somebody always beat me to it.” Well, fire away. “Tell me then, please, what should a fel- low do if he wants to be successful?’ Huh! Well, say I can’t give you a guar- anteed rule, right off the bat like the com- bination to a safe. That's a question worth thinking about. What is success, anyway? KNOW an old geezer who has more money than any one person in this world can ever have any use for, One day a couple ef Boy Scouts who were soliciting pledges for the starving Armenians, in the name of the Red Cross, called at this old fellow’s house, “What!” he exclaimed, “Give money te those beggars! Not a cent! Not a cent! They have land over there, haven't they ‘ Let ‘em raise their own food! Let ’em raise their own!” “All right, Sir,’ said the scout politely as the door slammed in his face, but under his breath “ The darned penny-pinching, miserly old skinflint.” In the next home at which they called lived a widow. She listened quietly while the boys explained their errand, then said, “T hardly know what to say. Really, boys, things have been very hard with us the past year. But I must give something. ‘Tell them I will give five dollars. Do you think that will be enough?’ The boys thanked her and went away, knowing that every cent of that five dollar pledge would mean real sacrifice, Not long ago, in a Scout Camp, I heard a boy singing lustily: * Money is the chief thing in life!’ Of course he didn’t mean it. As a matter of plain fact, at that particular time roast beef and mashed potatoes came a great deal nearer being the chief thing in life than money. Nevertheless, you know, and so do J, there are many people who so regard it. But, do you think that old gazook I've told you about is a success? Remember, he has scads of money. Now then, if any boy here thinks old tight-skin a success, let’s see his hand—so we can kick him out of the Cave. I guess we all know what a “ four-letter man” is, ‘I don’t, Cave Scout.” ELL, a four-letter man is one who makes his letter at college in the four major sports—football, baseball, basketball and track, Only an exceptional athlete can do this. IT know a “four-letter man” very well— one of the best all-around athletes I ever saw. He was a whirlwind at quarter, fast, strong and heady; at basketball a smashing for- ward: in track a whirlwind in the dashes and in baseeball a demon on bases and a buster at bat. He starred in every game and meet at college for two years. Every lover of sport in his state and several states ad- WHAT'S a Se! PO’ . E ‘THIS! \ P, INSID joining knew his name and knew his record. But after two years he began to think he Was more important than his college. He considered himself so indispensable that he thought he could “ get away with anything.” He neglected his training, hit up the booze and cigarettes a little, then broke one of the conference rules by playing for pay in a professional football game under an assumed name. He was terribly surprised and com- plained of a “raw deal’? when he was in- formed the college would try to struggle along some way without him. ‘“ Fine way to treat a fellow after all I’ve done for the school”, he complained to some of his pals. This fellow is a corking athlete—no doubt about it. But would any of you call him a success? We said something a little while ago about a skin-flint. I know another fellow—a mighty jolly sort of chap. He makes good money and believes in getting full use of it as he goes along. He wears nothing but the best clothes he can buy. He eats nothing but the choicest food the market affords. He travels much and always first-class— stays at the finest hotels, goes to the best Plays and sits in the best seats. But he burns all his fuel as he goes. Some day his earning power will diminish and he will have nothing to fall back on but the ashes of his present fires. Some day he will be an object of charity. Surely you couldn't call him a success. “Well Cave Scout, would you call knowl- edge success ?” ET’S see. I know a college professor who has more knowledge stored away in his dome than you could find in the New York Public Library. He has enough letters hitched on to the end of his name to start a new alphabet. There are probably few men in the country who know more than he does. But he can’t seem to get anything out of his head in such shape that anyboody else can make use of it. Students go to sleep in his class room and crack jokes about him outside of it. He can tell you in what line, on what page and in what volume a certain bit of information may be found, without stopping to look it up. Oh, he’s loaded to the gunwales and over, when it comes to knowledge. But he can’t make it count for anything. Would you call him a success ? Let's consider the Boy Scout Movemeent for a minute. Why is it a bigger, and stronger and better organization now than ever before? Why do we all feel so sure it will grow still stronger and better with every passing year? “T know, Cave Scout! It’s because it gives boys a chance to learn things about nature and to live outdoors,” Well, we'll give you about a single on that hit. “T'll bet, Cave Seout, it’s because it teaches us to be self-reliant, by being pre- pared.” Take a two-bagger on that. “It’s because it teaches us what it means to be a good citizen and makes us want to be one.” Three bases for you, old top. “Cave Scout, it’s because it teaches us to do something for others, by doing a good turn daily!” INGO! Right on the nose and over the fence for a home run! Yes-siree! If I know anything about Scouting at all, that’s the reason. If you could see, as I have seen, the thousands of reports of community ser- vice performed by scouts—clean-up cam- paigns, tree census, messengers, guards and what not—you would know why scouts are so popular. There isn’t a town or city in the country, where a troop of scouts is or- ganized, in which you boys have not done something to make that town or city a better or more beautiful place to live in. And individual good turns—millions of ’em—ceach done for the pure pleasure found in doing something for somebody else. I tell you boys. I really believe that Scouting, (Concluded on page 43) — isa ee earns Ee Oe ————— aR “Gee—aren't You'll have the time of your life and be the envy of every boy in town when dad buys you a \kudder, No Dead Center ( Qi" A regular speedster—built to go. Press one foot, then the other, and watch it zipp. The other boys’ll open their eyes. You don’t have to slow down for corners, ‘cause it’ll coast without motion of the tilting board. | It has real rubber tired wheels and the frame is all steel. You can’t break it. Sy anesville aster Just like dad’s car—auto-type wheels with real ball bearings. Take a short run and it'll just hum along. 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I‘ is estimated that “Babe” Ruth of baseball fame exerts a force equal to 4,000 horsepower in hitting a home run. This enormous force is of course exerted for a small fraction of time. Some very interesting points in physice By Francis Arnold Collins

BOYS’ LIFE America is soon to haye luxurious air liners equal if Pops of Popular Science not superior to those of Eu rope. A regular day and night service is to be opened in November between [litts- burgh and Indianapolis vig Columbus. It is proposed

are involved in the process of knock- ing a home run. If the bat and the ball were inelastic, even this hitting power would only result in the ball falling to the ground. Since the ball and the bat are highly elastic there is an enormous rebounding force, The weight of the ball and the bat of course largely control the flight of the ball. It is really a very complicated problem considered scien- tifically. If all the factors involved were expressed mathematically in an equasion it would take a college pro- fessor to work it out. The crowd in the grandstand seem to prefer “Babe” Ruth's direct method of solving it. Cuba is soon to be linked with the United States by aero mail routes. The air service will be opened regu- larly this fall. The mail carried on a train leaving New York one morn-

to make 306 round trips a year. Ip addition to the passengers the liners will carry 1,500 pounds of mail. The liners designed for day trips will be furnished with wicker chairs, while the cabins will be enclosed with glass windows. The night liners will have comfortable berths like those of sleeping cars and will even haye shower baths. The air craft will stop for half an hour at each of the con- trols on their trips, Most of the poverty in the country is believed to be due not to lack of earning ability, but from ignorance of scientific ways of saving. If the boys of the coming generation could learn intelligent thrift there would be lit- tle danger of suffering from poverty in the future. Ignorance of the sim- plest elements of thrift is one of our national tragedies. To overcome this

ing and arriving at Key West the next will be rushed across the ocean in time to be delivered in Cuban cities in the afternoon of the same day. The return mail will leave Havana at five o'clock in the afternoon and connect with the train leaving at nine o'clock the same night for New York. Mail will be carried over the new air route at the rate of six cents an ounce and pack- ages weighing four pounds six ounces may be mailed in this way. More than a day will thus be saved between Havana and, New York,

This tree is a boundary mark erected by In- dians to divide the lands of two nations. The hole in the tree is used as a peepsight, and by looking through it another tree lo- cated half a mile away can be sighted. There is a hole in the second tree too, and when the observer can see clearly through both holes at once he knows he has established the proper boundary line. The trees still stand on the banks of the Desplaines River in Chicago. The approach of storms at sea is now reported with surprising accur- acy by means of wireless electricity. An ingenious device makes it possible to pick up news of long before local conditions are ef- fected. It is not only possible to learn of the position of storms when many miles distant, but to know the direction they are taking. The tests have been made with great success at the Naval base at Pensacola, Flor- ida. It is a simple matter to get news of the approach of storms on over land, but the conditions at sea pin . . ¢-in. have been baffling. The warning of an approaching storm can now be It will wirelessed to aviators flying at sea and to ships far from land. Since ships far out at sea may now be warned of bad weather, a new ele- ment of safety is lent to all who go down to the sea in ships. large. The human voice may now be clearly heard by an audience of 150, 000 people. one of the most important in a generation. It is besides an Ameri- invention and will enable our ships driven in this way to enjoy a tremendous advantage compared with the engines of other nations. The invention is especially timely t day when America’s merchant marine is competing for the supremacy of the seas. ft. in The rubber tree has many enemies in the form of beetles, which con stantly attack it by boring holes in its bark. The tree defends itself by throwing out a fluid which quickly fills up this hole and hardens. Now. since the rubber trees sway back and forth in the wind, there is danger stopper will be wrenched loose, thus preventing the wound from healing. This fluid is therefore of such a consistency that when hard- ened it is elastic and the movement of the tree does not open the wound. This stopper is made of rubber. By tapping the tree and drawing off this fluid we have’ gained this invaluable product and put it to thousands of uses. prove than

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XUM The Boy ‘Scouts’ Magazine This is the hand- some red, white and blue American- made Toy Brigade Button. American aes “That’s a pretty good button to wear, son” That’s what every fellow’s dad says when he sees the American Toy Brigade Button. This button means that a boy is 100 per cent American—for it is the badge of a great national club of boys who have pledged themselves to play only with American Toys. Be the leader in your own neighborhood! Get your chums together and go to the nearest toy store. The dealer will be glad to give you these handsome red, white and blue Brigade Badges. And remember! From marbles to bicycles the finest playthings in the world are American-Made! THE TOY MANUFACTURERS OF THE U. S. A. FLATIRON BUILDING NEW YORK CITY MadeToys 37

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38 Father Remembers When He Wasa Boy - He wanted to show his growing strength—use his new power. He knows that the boys who played hard when he was your age have become good men. Shooting is natural. A boy raised with something as real asa rifle sees life as it is. Organized shooting develops skill and manliness. Shooting brings father and son closer together. It's good for both. The father who helps the boy in his shooting keeps him from using so important a sport in the wrong way. Father takes pride in his son and the boy likes to show “Dad” and the “bunch” what he can do. Remington for Shooting Right The Government approves .22 caliber target shooting among boys through the National Rifle Association which has a place for Junior Marksmen. The benefits are: self-reliance, steadiness of nerve, keen- ness of eyesight, individual responsibility—qualities developed by shooting when done according to established rules. Remington UMC have always appreciated their responsibility toward boys, We supply application blanks to boys who want to take an active part in the work of the N. R.A. Ask for any or all of these four booklets: “Boys Rifle Clubs,” “American Boys Who Are Famous Rifle Shots,” “Boy Scout Marksmanship” and “How A Boy Made The First Remington.” Sent free on request. Any one of the Remington dealers in your town will be glad to show you the Remington line of .22 caliber rifles and help you make a selection. The Remington Arms Union Metallic Cartridge Company, Inc. Largest Manufacturers of Firearms and Ammunition in the World Woolworth Building, New York City BOYS’ LIFE yUNMMNNIINILOUUSNNSNUUL LULA Think and Grin NNN LT WENT OVER HIS HEA G poate CY pb Think and Grin—November Something to be thankful for all the time. In this column we are thankful that the jokes which come in are not any worse. They could be worse but not very much. The pub- lished ones are handpicked as being the best. Now boys if you really want to kill time, that is help our readers to kill Old Idle Five Minutes, you'll have to send in a better and bigger supply of ammunition. Old I. F. M. is hanging around tempting fel- |} lows to have a shot at him. Now if any of you readers have a good, hard, sharp-cornered, brightly polished, up-to-date joke, shoot it this |} Way and we'll see if we can’t’ knock a couple j of dozen seconds off that Old I. F. M. Shoot ! | Winners for November Think and Grin W. E. Lawler, Wisconsin; John Wilson, Ohio; Allan Bode, California; Scout N. De Arnol McLean, California; Theodore Horton, | Jr., New York; Osear L. Lochner, Pennsyl | vania; Wilmon Bonds, Oklahoma; Scout | Harry Walters, Illinois; Harolt Bennett, Il- | linois. Try It Place a piece of string or tape upon the | ground, and attempt to jump over it whilst | holding one of your toes in each hand. You will find that it cannot be done. You are forced either to leave go of your toes or to topple over on your face. See-Saw Ty.—Did you see the saw? Cy.—No I saw the sea. “A What” Jack: Say, Bill, what are you going to be when you grow up? Bill: A miner. Jack: A miner? Bill: Kalso. Jack: Kalso? Bill: Sure, a kalsominer. What kind? Now He Feels Just “ So-so” Ist Class: I got a frightful stitch in my side at the rally the other day. 2nd Class: Yes, that’s the worst of being “ hemmed ” in by the crowd. A Kick Coming Say Sam, wanta’ buy a mule? Sam: What ails de mule? Rastus: Nothin’. Sam: Den what yo’ wanta sell him for? Rastus: Nothin’. Sam: I'll take him. Rastus: Understand ‘* Now boys,” said the schoolmaster to the geography class, “I want you to bear in mind that the affix ‘stan’ means ‘the place of.’ Thus we have Afghanistan, the place of Afghans—also Hindustan, the place of Hindus. Can anyone give another example?” Nobody appeared very anxious to do so until little Johny Snaggs, the joy of his {mother and the terror of cats, said proudly, i“ Yes, sir, I can. Umbrellastan, the place for Umbrallas.” | Un-natural History Second Class Scout: Why does an ostrich have such a long neck? Tenderfoot : Because its head’s so far from its body, I guess! Rg Right Old Lady: My dear little boy, what are you going to be when you get big? Little Boy: A man. Small but Strong Camp Cook: What is the matter with those eggs I gave you? : Too small for their age. Scout To Be Exact The Tenderfoot limped into camp. “ What is the matter?” asked the Seout master; “do your new shoes hurt?” “ No,” replied the tenderfoot, “ but my feet ao, Sure, He Can. Joe; Even a policeman cannot arrest the flight of time! Pete: Can’t he? Why, only this morning I suw a policeman go into a store and stop a few minutes. Profit, not Prophet A colored gentleman named Joshua Johnson was arrested for making whiskey. When his case was called the judge jokingly asked him if he was any relation to the Joshua that made the sun stand still. “No, sah,” replied Joshua, “ I’se no ‘lation to dat guy, but I’se the real and ‘riginal Joshua dat made de moonshine.” Jack: Why is a figure 9 Hike a peacock? Jim: Don’t know ; why? Jack: Because it is nothing without a tail. Covering the Situation Visitor: I hardly know what to do with my week end. Native: I suggest that you put a hat on it. A Mean Advantage Teacher: How is it that Tommy knows his alphabet better than you do? Ile never forgets a single letter. Sam: Please, sir, his father’s a postman. What is it that is invisible yet it Is never out of sight?—The letter “1.” Coming Later Billy: What are you drawing, Jim? Jimmy: Why, a dog! Billy: But where's its tail? Jimmy: Oh, that’s sti in the ink bottle! Undisturbed Inquisitive One (to old gentleman sticking in a coal hole): Dear me. Have you fallen through the coal hole? Old Gentleman (with a gleam in his eye): Oh, no, indeed. I happened to be here whew the road was built, and so the workmen, unwilling. to disturb me, merely built it around me! Odd Slick: Hi, Slack, you’ve got odd socks on Slack: So I have! Now, I wonder which is the odd one? The XUM

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EET EET = XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine * “I Know! It’s a Cross-X-Knit Union Suit’’ There’s a soft velvety feel to a Cross-X-Knit union suit. None of that scratchy prickle of the usual “heavies.’’ And it sets snugly but doesn’t bind at crotch or armhole, and no useless bagginess to wrinkle uncomfortably. DEALERS: You can get Cross-X-Knit Underwear from your jobber Sizes 2 to . 16 years “HOLDS ITs SHAPE” UNDERWEAR The kind for athletic fellows because it holds its well-fitting shape no matter how often laundered. The finest made, long wearing, warmest union suit you can get. Ask for it by name, at your store. CROSSINGHAM KNITTING MILLS, Inc. PHILADELPHIA

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40 Hanes Guarantee | “We guarantee Hanes Underwear absolute- ly—every thread, stitch and button. We guarantee to return your money or give you a new garment if any seam breaks.” ELASTIC KNIT UNDERWEAR in “Hanes” Union Suits! F you want to know why thousands of fellows like “Hanes” Union Suits better than other underwear try them yourself! You’re all set for winter sport | “Hanes” tailored collarette always lies flat and keeps the | cold out! And the same thing’s true of ankles and wrists. You'll like the downy fleeciness of “Hanes” elastic knit. It holds its shape and comes from the wash just as cosy as ever! You want to be sure the “Hanes” label is on your Union Suits. It’s backed by the “Hanes” guarantee and means you've got the biggest bunch of wear and comfort features ever put into a boys union suit. Buttonholes last the life of the garment. Seams are unbreak- able. Closed crotch stays closed. Pearl buttons are on to stay. Elastic lap seam shoulders have lots of give. Every strain point is reinforced. | Sizes from 20 to 34 covering ages from 2 to 16. Four colors, ecru, natural or peeler, silver-gray and bleached white. Two to four year sizes have drop seat. “Hanes” Men’s Underwear “Hanes” Winter-weight Union Suits and Shirts and Drawers have won the confidence of wearers because “Hanes” quality is unexcelled. For men who work indoors “Hanes” new medium weight Union Suit is ideal. It is knitted from full combed yarn and is silk trimmed. Ask for “Hanes” at your dealer’s. If he hasn’t it in stock write us immediately. P. H. HANES KNITTING CO., Winston-Salem, N. C. New York Office: 366 Broadway Warning to the trade: Any garment offered as “Hanes” is a substitute unless it bears the “Hanes” label. — | | } BOYS’ LIFE John Burroughs on Nature’s Trail What northern Canadian bird sometimes visits the States in winter? Walking along the road one day, feeling a cold, driving snowstorm, I saw some large birds in the top of a maple as I passed by. They were nearly as large as robins, of a dark ash-color, very plump, with tails much forked. I instantly knew them to be pine grosbeaks from the far north. They come down from the north at irregular intervals, and are seen in flocks in various parts of the States. How can an otter breathe under the ice? The otter will travel a long distance under the ice, on a single breath of air, which will form a large bubble next the ice, where in a few moments it becomes purified and ready to be taken into the creature’s lungs again. If by any accident the bubble were to be broken up and scattered, the otter might drown before he could collect it together again, Will a phoebe bird pick raspberries? I once saw a phoebe bird swoop down upon “a raspberry bush and carry a berry to a rail on a near fence, but I did not therefore jump to the conclusion that the phoebe was a berry-eater. What it wanted was the worm in the berry. How do I know?, Because I saw it extract something from the berry and fly away. ‘ How do squirrels act when jumping from heights? During their descent upon such occasions the squirrels’ legs are widely extended, their bodies are broadened and flattened, the tail stiffened and slightly curved, and a curious tremulous motion runs through all. It is very obvious that a deliberate attempt is made to present thé broadest surface possible to the air, and I think a red squirrel might leap from almost any height to the ground without serious injury. What birds flock in the fall? Many species of our birds flock in the fall —the various blackbirds, the cedar-birds, the goldfinches, the siskins, the snowbirds, the tree and bank swallows, to say nothing of the waterfowl—some to migrate and some tuo pass the winter in the north. Do cattle and horses act similarly in facing danger? When cattle or hofses form a circle when attacked in the open by wild beasts, the eattle form with their heads outward, and the horses with their heels. Of course all this is instinctive, and not the result of deliberation. The horse always turns his tail to the storm as well, and cows and steers, if I remember rightly, turn their heads. What is the origin of many of our rocks? Many if not all of the sedimentary rocks that were laid down in the abysms of the old ocean, out of which our soil has been pro | duced, and that are being laid down now, out of which future soils will be produced, were and are largely of organic origin, the leavings of untold myriads of minute marine animals that lived millions of years ago. When is an animal trainer in most danger? The pre-eminent danger of the animal trainer comes when he stumbles or falls. In such a case, the lion or tiger is very apt to spring upon him, These beasts seem to know that a man is less formidable when than when standing; when prone upon the ground his power has departed. They also often seize the opportunity for an attack upon him when his back is turned. down Will @ brood of owls keep together? Twice I have come upon a brood of young but fully fledged screech owls in a dense hem- lock wood, sitting close together upon a low branch. They stood there like a row of mum- mies, the yellow curtains of their eyes drawn together to a mere crack, till they saw them- selves discovered. How does a moth first acquire the use of its wings? A moth just out of its case is in a great hurry to find a suitable place in which to hang itself up and give its wings a chance to unfold before the air dries them. As the wings expand, the body contracts. By some kind of pumping arrangement air is being forced from a reservoir in the one into tubes of the other. In the course of about half an hour the process is completed, and the winged creature hangs there in all its full- fledged beauty. How docs the mind affect what we see. If we think birds, we shall see birds wher- ever we go, if we think arrowheads, as Thor- eau did, we shall pick up arrowheads in every field. Some people have an eye for four leaved clovers; they see them as they walk hastily over the turf, for they already have them in their eyes. tre pigeons all over the world sombre col- ored? All our ground-feeders are ground-tinted. But in the East this is not to the same extent true. Thus our pigeons and doves are blue-gray and buff. In the Molucca Islands there is a blue and purple dove, and one with coppery green plumage, a snow-white tail, and snow-white pendent feathers on the neck, more or less species Why does a trapped animal bite everything in reach? A wild animal caught in a steel trap vents its wrath upon the bushes and sticks and trees and rocks within its reach. Something is to blame, something baffles it and gives it pain, and its teeth and claws seek every near object. Of course it is a blind manifestation of the instinct of self-defense. What is the winged sparrow? Unlike the common _ sparrow, its little round wings are edged with yellow, with a tinge of yellow on its shoulders; hence its name, the yellow-winged sparrow. It has also a yellowish line over the eye. It is by no means a common bird, though there are probably few farms in the Middle and East ern States upon which one could not be found. It is one of the birds to be looked for. Ordi nary observers do not see it or hear it. appearance of the yellow Do bears show human traits? President Roosevelt tellseof a Colorado bear he once watched at close quarters. The bear was fussing around a carcass of a deer, pre- paratory to burying it. ‘“ Once the bear lost his grip and rolled over during the course of some movement, and this made him angry and he struck the carcass a savage whack, just as a pettish child will strike a table against which it has knocked itself.” Th XUM

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KUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine I Built This Dandy Moving Stairway With MECCANO Your Fingers Will Tingle With To Build These Wonderful Electriv ‘ Tractor with your Meccano Motor, make them mn like real machinery. hand—an Electric Locomotive that pulls a train—or a Lighthouse with lights that flash red and white. You can easily build these and countless others just as interesting. You can have a new toy every day. The more you build, the more you can build. You don’t have to study a bit. Read the simple instructions and the fun is on! Meccano building is a glorious, absorbing, manly sport for every day in the year. Tell Dad nothing will do for Christmas but Meccano. SEND FOR FREE XMAS BOOK © called “ Meccanoland.” Contains the inven- tor’s own story of Meccano and over 50 pic- tures of models and boys building them. Just the thing to help you and Dad to pick out your Xmas gift. Get yours early! % oh SZ 4a) Whoa! Donkey Cart MECCANO COMPANY, Ine. Division B, 71 West 23rd St., New York City BIG CONTEST NOW ON! $1,250 Given in Prizes for Building Models Wits Meccano you can build hundreds of fascinating models in shining steel and brass, and fun! Think of building a Crane that lifts weights and swings them anywhere at a touch of vour Toy Engineering for Boys 41 Eagerness Models Say, but it’s loads of Send for this BIG $5.50 XMAS SET postpaid if not at your dealers Builds Over , 100 MODELS, SUCH AS Trains Bridges Railways Windmills Sleighs Airplanes Swings Scales Cranes Drills, etc. PRICES OF SETS No.0 $1.50 No. 2X 38.50 No. l 2.00 No. 3 : No.1 X 5.50 No. 3X 11.50 No. 2 6.00 And up to 40.00 MOTORS Electric, Reversing - $4.50 Electric, Non-Reversing - 3.00 Clockwork Motor - 3.00 Transformer - 3.25 Outfits and Motors sent prepaid on receipt of price if not at your dealers, *Outfits and Motors slightly higher in Canada. Girder Crane

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A SOUTIT Australian Scoutmaster, twenty- 4 years of age, wishes to exchange news with older scouts or scoutmasters in any part of North or South America. one DISTRICT Scoutmaster in South <Aus- tralia asks to be put in touch with six scouts from thirteen to sixteen years old who will correspond with members of his troop. Ie says that he is trying to form a party of scouts to travel and hopes to visit this country, asking whether it will be pos- sible to billet about twenty Australian scouts with American scouts in various places for a few days each. some France we names of two scouts, eighteen years of age, one twelve, both of whom write English, and of three scouts, age twelve, fourteen, and fifteen years, who write only French. We hope to receive some interesting letters to forward to them. A SPANISH Scoutmaster, a_ telegrapher, twenty-six years of age, writes us that he would like to correspond with one or two older American boys, and an assistant scout- master in the same country wishes to corre- ROM one of our members in have received the one i spond with an American scout who is familiar with the Morse telegraphic code. FRENCIL scout, twenty-two years of age who writes in French, desires a large number of correspondents, especially in North and South America. both posteards and interestingly. A SCOTCH hood of Boys who is twenty years of age, writes us that he would like to have a few correspondents among our older members, He is now a Marconi operator in the British Mercantile Mariné and tells us that he was at sea during the last two years of the war and served on two ships that were torpedoed: he has also been shipwrecked at the south coast of Africa; on his last trip to Japan his ship brought the survivors of the Polish division from Siberia, who were returning to Poland after having been pursued across Si- beria by the Bolsheviki. His hobby is pho- He offers to exchange letters and writes most member of the World Brother. tography. We should like to have letters for him from Newport News and New Orleans, where he has been ashore, and also from New York City. He asks us to warn his corre- spondents that he frequently has trouble in getting his mail and therefore his replies may be delayed. Fe nag of the Catholic scout St. Bento in Rio de Janeiro, asks for letters in Spanish or Portuguese. He is fourteen years of age and is a patrol leader. troop of DUTCH Scoutmaster wishes to correspond with American scout from whom he can learn something of their work and methods. A* old member of the World Brotherhood has written us recently from Malta to say that he desires to obtain a number of correspondents in different parts of the world with whom he can exchange postcards, sou- venirs and autographs. As his age is twenty- four and he is an official of the Revenue Guards, we suggest that only older boys write in response to this appeal. associates, | When You Grow Up---Wireless ? (Concluded from page 27) LARGE proportion of the wireless op- erators of the country are self taught. It would be difficult to name another occu- pation so attractive to the average American boy which pays so well, and can be entered with so little preparation. In peace times there are about 150,000 amateur wireless sta- tions in operation in the United States. No other country in the world has any such number. This means that more than 150,000 bright American boys and youths are teaching themselves how to install and operate wire- less stations. Many of the most expert wire- less men in the country have graduated from these stations. At the beginning of the war when the Government needed wireless operators aboard ships of all kinds thousands of capable youths were recruited in a few days from this vast army of self-taught operators. One draft comprised 20,000 men. The excellent records made by them throughout the war was strik ing proof of the skill of the amateurs and the eduational value of such training. At the end of the war some of the most important positions in the world of wireless electricity were held by these self-taught amateurs. The wireless operator selected to fly on the NC-4 on the first Transatlantic flight was an “amateur.” There are many excellent schools for teach- ing wireless electricity scattered through the United States. The instructions usually cost about $15 a month for night instructions and $20 a month for day instructions. A_ boy who is engaged during the daytime can there- fore readily fit himself by working evenings. A course of three months will usually suffice to fit the average boy to accept a regular position. Compared with most trades the time required for preparation, it will be seen, is remarkably short. Many boys educate themselves in their own wireless stations to accept regular employment, but a course in a regular school will be found valuable. TCH is the demand at present for wireless men that a graduate of a reliable school of instruction is sure of employment. The salary of a ship’s radio operator is $125 a month to begin with, which also includes first class accommiodations and meals. In other words, the wireless man aboard ship lives as well as any first class passengers. Among the crew he ranks as a regular officer and he is treated as such, The rules also allow him to increase his income in various ways. There is likely to be considerable leisure, especially when the ship is in port. The wireless man is allowed to act as_ super- cargo and to perform clerical work in check- ing the cargo. It is possible in this way for him to increase his pay to $150 a month or more. Ile may also employ his leisure to fit himself for higher positions such as that of inspector, chief operator, assistant intendent, manager of control stations other positions in the shore stations. If he chooses to study navigation he can _ besides soon be able to pass the necessary examina tions and receive a regular mate's license. The Army and Navy are constantly enlist super- and ing men to study wireless electricity. The pay in the service is of course less than on the merchant ships. The Navy offers more opportunities for advancement than the Army. Positions aboard merchant ships are usu- ally open to young men between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five years. Operating licenses for radio operators are granted after passing the proper examinations by the rep- resentatives of the Department of Commerce. Detectors (Concluded from page 27) tact point T, which also permits the contact points to be changed at will. One may de sire to use steel, another gold and still an other aluminum. Piece Q is made fast to post X by binding post R as shown. The cup of the detector U is made fast to the base by the 8-32 screw and nut V. The cup can be taken from the top of an old dry cell—by removing the carbon from it. This applies to the first detector also; however, there are all kinds of small brass cups to be had for the asking at electrical shops. Binding post Z is connected bv bare copper wire through the base to post V of the cup. Connections to the receiving circuit is had through posts R and Z. These two detectors will more than serve the purpose of showing how easy it is to construct wireless instruments with. prac- tically no tools and how much money can be saved by actually constructing your own 1D- struments, Th in and on stif the nes be deg it wh of col sul

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IFE iliar age, Arge orth inge host in ay m adits ee ih st GATES, + adbntets XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine UU The Mountain Sheep at Home LUADILEYENOO EADS ETON EUOUESOAETOO EL EA AAA Oa (Concluded from page 17) Hild in winter, for in Spetember when it is warm and raining in the valley below it is so cold on these summits that wet clothing will freeze stiff on one’s body in a few minutes, What the difference in temperature really is I have never tried to ascertain, but judge it would pe in the neighborhood of thirty-five or forty degrees. If the difference is as great when it is thirty-five or forty below in the valley, what must it be on these slopes with a gale ef wind blowing? Yet the sheep seem as un- concerned and as comfortable as if it was summer. Some will be playing, others dig ging the short grass from the snow, while others will be lying down and all appear to enjoy themselves immensely. IIE mating season of the mountain sheep is in November and December, but prior to the opening of this season the old rams that have lived so peaceably together during the summer begin to spar and fight among themselves. Their battles, however, are of short duration and are more in the spirit of fun than otherwise, but as the vances they become more frequent and severe. Each ram seems to know that if he is to stand any show with the herd, he must pre- pare in advance the muscles of his neck and shoulders and the cushion on the back of his skull, just back of the horns, in order to stand the mighty shock of some future adversary. I lay all one day in a cave in the rocks in the mountains of British Columbia and watched a fight between two of these old mountain monarchs. I saw them strike hun- dreds of blows, any one of which seemed to me was sufficient to break the neck of his adversary. The mountain sheep's instinct for developing the muscles for offensive and defensive warfare is such that if it has not a companion who is willing to stage a sham battle for this purpose it will deliberately back off and charge a tree. Many of these trees can be found near timber line in the country. The marks resemble two blazes with a strip of green bark between. These trees are struck with sufficient force to beat the bark off down to the hard wood. During the summer months the sheep frequent places known to themselves for the purpose of eating clay. These places are known as sheep and goat licks. This clay is impregnated with mineral salt, alkali, mag- nesia, salt, of which sheep and goats are very fond. They make periodical trips to these licks once every week or two during the sum- season ad- sheep mer months, especially during June and July, and sometimes travel many miles to reach them. Hk distribution of the mountain sheep is from near the Arctic Ocean to some point in Mexico, and comprises five species, the Ovis finin, Ovisdalla, Ovistona, Ovismontanis, and Ovisnelsona, and extends from north to south in the order mentioned, with varying inter- mediate strips of territory where sheep are not found. I was told last summer in Los Angeles that there was a bunch of sheep in the San Bernardino Mountains, where I sup- posed they had been extinet for many years. They formerly extended up and down the Sierra Nevada range for considerable distance and were at one time quite numerous on sheep rocks at the head of the little Shasta valley in northern California. The last one of these sheep, however, was killed in the early seventies. The mountain sheep is one of the most difficult of ail our American game to approach in the open. It has eyes like a telescope for keenness and can discover and make out a man farther away than any other animal of which I have any knowledge, and where any considerable herd have been feeding one will see usually one or more standing on some prominent point where they can get a view of the surrounding country. I know of no more inspiring sight than one of those old rams with his massive horns outlined against the sky, standing as motionless as a statue. And it is a wonder to the hunter how they get across the rocky slopes with such ease and grace. There has been much written of the mountain sheep, of its wonderful feats of springing from ledges and lighting upon its head and horns, which is without founda- tion in fact; while it is true they can stand an immense shock in battle, yet if one of those sheep weighing three hundred pounds should drop from a ledge of any considerable height and land on his head his neck would be broken. I spent several years in the sheep country in the Canadian rockies and was near the sheep or among them during all sea- sons of the year and they seem to be less sensitive to the rigors of winter and the ever changing elements of the high altitudes than any other animal except possibly the moun- tain goat, and of these animals I think they have the advantage because I have a number of times found mountain goats yarded in the deep snow in places where food was scarce, but I have never yet found mountain sheep in this condition. Im the Scout Cave (Concluded from good turn idea, has made discoveries of the age. Well, I suppose we could hardly call it a discovery, for some people must have known it before or there wouldn't have been any happiness in the world at all. But the Boy Scout Movement is teaching this great truth to hundreds of thousands of boys, and mak- ing their lives better and happier as well as the lives of those with whom they come in contact. The Boy Scout Movement is successful, nobody can doubt that. And the soul of the Boy Scout Movement is service. Io you see any reason why the same test cannot apply to an individual? All right, friend Scout—you who started this whole discussion—I think I am ready to answer your question now. It's service that measures IT’S this one of the greatest in starting success, SERVICE THAT SUCCESS. It isn’t the cut of the clothes that you wear, Vor the stuff out of which they are made Though chosen with taste and fastidious care, MEASURES JRUDALAALALUSQURSDEODASADADAOEUUAMALU UNE Photographic HU These instructions must be followed: related to Secouting 1. Pictures must be directly or indirectly. Directly: Activities of campaign work, ete. Indirectly : Animal and studies, scouts, hiking, other nature 2. Photographs for any contest must reach the editor before the tenth of the second inonth preceding the date of publication : that is, pictures for the December contest must reach us before October 10. The competition is open to all readers of Boy’s LIFE. 3. Name and address of sender should be QNVEUUULEUUUOEUAESUUNaEUAvOE OUND paye 35) myn AUUTUUTNHATETUNULA NENT tnd it isn’t the price that you paid: It isn’t the servants that come at your call, Nor the number of acres you own, It isn't a question of prestige or rank, Nor of sinew, and muscle and bone; It isn’t the servants that come at your call, It isn’t the things you- possess, Whether many, or little—or nothing at all, It’s service that measures success, It isn’t a question of name, or of length Of an ancestral pediyree, Vor a question of mental vigor and strength, Nor a question of social degree; It isn’t a question of city or toirn, Vor a question of doctrine or creed, It isn’t a question of fame or renoicn, Vor a question of valorous deed; But he who makes somebody happy each day, tnd he who gives heed to distress, Will find satisfaction the richest of pay, For it’s service that measures success. Ha! Ha! Fooled you that time, didn't I! Slipped it to you at the end! THE Cave Scour. FUDAEACAVAD AUDA EDAD EAA EAT HLS Contest Rules VOTE DOL ETELATT AAD E EATERS ATE written on back of picture. out names will not be send letters. Pictures with- considered. Do not Do not send negatives. $. Pictures will not be returned unless a stamped addressed envelope is enclosed. 5. The Art Editor-of Boy’s Lire will act as judge of the photographs submitted. 6. A prize of $5.00 will be awarded to the picture or group of pictures from one con- testant judged the best and a dollar will be paid for every other photograph accepted and published. e Photographs acepted and published become the property of Boy’s LIFE, 43 ¥ sie & 2 ig All aboard! Look out for the cars! Shooting through tunnels. Racing to make time on straight track. around curves. Whizzing over bridges. Engines, tenders, freight cars, mail and passenger coaches, Pullmans, all com- plete. Just like real. You'll have barrels of fun with an “American Flyer and learn lots about real railroads, too. ; There'll be no wrecks on this road, unless you make a mistake yourself. There'll be no strikes because you're the boss. You're everything from engineer to presi- dent. ee rca ns Steg in on Ps, » “The Train with the Guarantee Registered US. Patent Office MINIATURE RAILROADS Electrical and mechanical trains You can get an “American Flyer” with an engine just like the big steam locomotives that pull a train a mile long. Or you can get one with an electric engine, run by real electricity, that you turn on or off yourself. Ask Dad for an “American Flyer.” Over 2,500,000 boys own them now. Ask Dad to tell you all about both kinds—the mechanical and the electrical. Ask any toy dealer If he can’t, send us his name and we will send you an ICM fs ; ZT) OSes Flying to show you an “American Flyer’’ system. interesting little book on our trains. Look for this sign in store windows Wherever you see it, it means that there you cen grt the finest railroad outfit made—either electri- cal or mechanical—the “AMERICAN F AMERICAN FLYER MFG. CO. Makers of a complete line of electrical and mechanical trains 2219-39 S. Halsted St. Chicago, IIl.

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Sammyset (Concluded from page 15) state. over to the right, the hind legs to the left. animal’s middle had a twist in it that looked serious for its digestive tract. Furthermore, the buck had lost its head—literally and fig- uratively, for Bill had dropped the stick that held the antlers, and his own head now pro- truded through the hole in the neck. There were convulsions inside the animal's skin until Jack managed to tear a hole in the back large enough to permit the egress of his own tow-headed crest. Without parley front and hindquarters raced side by side for the lake, trying the while with only partial success to free themselves from their hide. ‘ In getting up the front legs had rolled | The |

NHE boats from the Mayflower had by this | time drawn up to the historic Plymouth Rock: and the dignified Pilgrims, too grossed in their own parts to take cognizance of the stirring climax of the deer hunt, were grouping themselves aecording to Ogden’s painting, “THE LANDING OF THE PIL- GRIMS.” The five figures of the foreground had just formed on the edge of the bank, which behind them took a sudden drop of two feet to shallow water. There were Mrs. Brewster, Priscilla Mullines, Governor Car ver, and the dumpy, all-important Miles Standish in a German helmet minus the spike and plus earlaps cut from a tomato can, boots with flaring tops like the hoppers of a coffee mill, and Dr. Barker’s trunk-strap draped across his rotund front to support a 1918 sword-bayonet. Behind these, John Alden had just managed to secure a toehold on the green for his own pose. And on one side was a camera-man grinding away that the en- | scene might be re-enacted from Maine to Cal- | cutta, from North Cape to Buenos Ayres. The six figures at the boat and the three | to complete the left of the picture were get ting into position when there charged upon the scene the two halves of Samoset’s deer, traveling ten feet apart but unfortunately joined with a tough piece of hide that refused to sever. The fore-legs decided to pass to the right of the central group; the hind-legs chose the left. Had the feet of the fore- fathers and mothers been firmbly planted upon the new soil, had they not instinctively drawn back, throwing themselves off their balance, the momentum of the charging ani mal might not have made such an effective sweep. One instant Mrs. Brewster, the dainty Priscilla, sedate Carver and modest John Alden stood before their descendants in self-conscious dignity, the next their modest heels went into the air and they vanished spluttering in the shallow water, Mrs. Brews- and Priscilla ter bowling over John Alden clinging tight to Governor Carver. The center of the picture was smeared out, for the brave Captain Standish had hopped aside in time and scrambled upon _ historic Plymouth Rock itself, where with superb pres- ence of mind he assumed his proper pose, right foot forward, left hand on sword hilt, right across his chest, with cane poised for a backhand swipe at the daisies on the lawn before him. pogrom had paused to beat about wildly at the tormenting hornets and was thus several paces behind his quarry. He knew there was deep water beside Plymouth Rock. Even with yellow-jackets to disturb mental processes it would not be Johnnie to pass up an opportunity to express himself. “Welcome, Englishman!” he bawled at the top of his lungs as he sprang beside the astonished Miles Standish. * You're welcome to everythin’—but ME FOR THE OTHER SIDE!” And he dived into Mrs. Hemans’ breaking waves on the stern and rock-bound coast. For an instant noble Standish maintained his pose, then he showed signs of distress. Slap went his hand against his face, he gave his thigh a convulsive thwack, tried to reach several spots on his anatomy at once, and commenced a lively imitation of Samoset’s speech, gestures and all. His helmet went clinking upon the rock. Turning his back to the camera, he leaped into the air, his short fat legs doubled under him as far as his paunch would permit, and he dived into the welcome bay like an old grandfather bull frog. And the camera-man, with keen judgment, took three more turns, picked up his machine | and walked off at a lively gait, his face suf fused with a beatific smile.

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Roy BlaKeley’s Camp on Wheels (Concluded from page 23) because I thought, kind of, it might make the people hungry. Pretty soon we could hear him back and forth on the roof of the shouting at the top of his lungs. Even be- fore I got the stove hot there was a big crowd standing all around outside laughing. marching car, and H® kept shouting, ‘Here they are! They're all smoking hot! The celebrated Boy Scout tenderflops! Flopped by the only original Boy Scout flopper! ‘They're one cent each! Eat one and you'll never eat another I mean you'll never eat anything else! O-o-0-0-oh ! They're all red hot! The kind we eat around the camp-fire! Only one cent! None genuine unless stamped BE PRE- PARED! The famous scout tenderflops! They MELT in your MOUTH!” “Good night!” I said to the fellows; “listen to him.” By that time I was frying them six at a clip, while Connie and Wig and West were passing them around on pieces of board and scooping in the money. All of a sudden I heard Pee-Wee's voice; it seemed to be in the stove. I opened the lid and heard him call- ing down the stovepipe, “ Send me some up here so I can be eating them; it'll make the people hungry.” “ That's a good idea,” Wig said; “ let’s all be eating them, and let’s look kind of happy every time we take a bite. It pays to advertise.” We passed a saucepan full of them up to Pee-wee and charged them up to advertising. Westy said, “* That’s what you call overhead expe nse.” Believe me, that kid expense, all right. * You have to demonstrate,” he shouted. “You're a pretty good demonstrator,” a man called up to him. I was laughing so hard I could hardly fry the cakes fast enough. There was a big crowd outside, just scrambling for them, and we had Westy’s aluminum coffee-pot about half full of pennies. Up on the car, Pee-wee was strutting up and down, waving the sauce- pan with one arm and holding a cake in his Was some overhead other hand and shouting, **O—oh, to taste one! Just to TASTE one! Watch ime eut one! M-m-mmm! They're one cent each! None genuine unless stamped BE PRE- PARED! Send up some more, you fellows!” After a little while we stopped to rest, and we asked Mr. Pedro to come in and have lunch with us. In the afternoon we went around the grounds and had rides on the merry-go-round and tried our luck throw- ing baseballs at a negro man. I won a Jap- anese doll. We found out that the price of sandwiches had gone down to ten cents. Waffles were selling two for a cent and going begging—that’s what a man told us. He said crullers were off the market. The coffee-man wanted to buy tender-flops wholesale from us, but we wouldn't sell him any. selieve me, we had all the visitors at that place eating out of our hands—that’s no joke either. About four o'clock I mixed up all the stuff we had left. Already we had eight dollars, and we had only spent about four. So we had over four dollars’ profit. It would have been bigger, except for the overhead expense. It costs a lot to advertise. On toward evening the crowd was even big- ger. That was because everybody was telling everybody else to see the Boy Scouts selling sfamped cakes from their private car. We were a what-do-you-call-it—an institution. some LL of a sudden came the grand climax. I was just laying the last tenderflops on the boards and trying to scrape enough stuff out of the pan to make just two or three more, when I saw a wagon stop right along- side the car. Oh, please excuse me a minute while I laygh! Now we had seen that wagon most all afternoon, because a man was using it to cart sawdust from the icehouse and sprinkle it on the race-track. I suppose he did that on ac- count of the races at five o'clock. Anyway, he got down from his wagon and came over.to the platform and said, “ Let's try a couple of them floperetts I’m hearin’ so much about.” I said, “Is this your last load?” He said yes, it was, and that after he got it sprinkled on the track he was coming back for more floperetts, as he called them. That man ate a whole board full and I called up to Pee-wee, “ There isn’t any more batter, so we're on the home stretch. Shout good and loud and tell them it’s their last chance.” Just at that very minute I heard a locomo- tive whistle. “ Good night,” I said; “I bet it’s twenty- three for us.” “What's the “there’s no more tired out.” “We have a coffee-pot full of told him, difference?” Westy said; batter anyway, and I’m money,” I BOYS’ LIFE HENNE MUU After I had fried the last went outside to take a good rest. It was hot working over that stove. Up on the car, Pee-wee was stamping back and forth, way- ing the pan and screaming. * Look” I said to the fellows; “ just take one look’ at him. Get your kodak, Westy.” “Only a few more left!” Pee-wee was yell ing. “One cent while they last! tenderflop, I None genu.

ine - and so on, and so on. By that time I could see a freight train backing in. toward us. It was coming yer, slow and a couple of men from it were run. ning ahead to open the gates. It just crept along—hardly moved. There were men on top and one turning the brake handle. One of them called out, “ Watch your Step there, you kid!” “They're all smoking hot!” Pee-wee yelled, and never paid any attention to him, * Brace your feet,” the man shouted. Pee-wee didn’t pay any attention, just kept marching up and down, waving the pan and yelling, “ There are no more tenderflops to be flopped! Your last chance! Get a flop——* And then, good morning, sister Jane, there Was just a little bunk and there was Pee-wee swinging the saucepan and trying to balance himself on one leg. * Get—get a flop——” he was shouting. And then, all of a sudden, around he went, and off the roof, kerflop into the load of saw dust, It was the end of a perfect day. HE sawdust was all wet on account of there being ice in that ice-house, and it stuck all over our young hero’s clothes and face, so he looked as if he were covered with very coarse sandpaper. We hauled him out and stood him up, saucepan and all. Even he had a tenderflop with a big bite out of it in one hand, and it was all covered with wet sawdust like some new kind of frosting. The crowd went crazy. I thought one of those trainmen weuld have a fit, he laughed so hard. I said, * Never mind, Kid, you died'for a only don’t open your mouth, or you'll swallow about a quart of sawdust.” Oh, boy, it makes me laugh whenever | think of it. Westy had a headache from laughing. His mother said it was from eat ing tenderflops, but J was the one that heard him laugh. Anyway, tures, We cleaned up our young hero and brushed him off, but every time he spoke that night he said he tasted sawdust. good cause; that was the end of our adven- The train people fixed our coupling and in about an hour we were rolling merrily out through the gates on the end of that long freight train. I guess it couldn’t have been Number Twenty-three, because nothing hap- pened. Anyway, I bet the profiteers were glad to get rid of us. Pee-wee said we “ dealt them a mortal blow.’ Westy said we “ felled them to the ground with a frying pan.” Anyway, we had _ twenty-seven dollars, counting what we had made out of the movie show, and not counting the fifty that Mr. Temple had sent us. That wasn’t so bad when you remember that we had only forty- two cents when we started. OMETIME that night we were left in the freight yards at Jersey City, but we were all too sleepy to notice anything. Anyway, what’s the use of being awake when you're in Jersey City? Early in the morning a North- ern local picked us up, and pretty soon we were rattling along the shore of our own river. You can bet it looked good to us. At about half-past seven we were left on the side-track near the Bridgeboro Station. “All the commuters will be coming down for the seven fifty-two,” Wig said. “ Let's get up on the roof and give a Scout Sing.” It looked good, after that crazy trip, to see all the things that we knew so well. There was Bennett’s candy store, and there was the Royal Movie Theatre just around the corner. Pretty soon people began straggling along for the seven fifty-two, and a lot of them stood about, gaping at our car with its sign: Buffalo, 398 Mls.—BREWSTER’S CENTRE N. Y. 30 Mls. So we all got up on the roof and sat there in a row, singing. People down below waved to us and Connie's father shouted hello to us, but we got to singing so loud we couldn’t hear all the things that people said. Everybody down there knew us, and we knew they knew We were crazy, so we didn’t care. “ All together!” Wig said. “Go!” Connie shouted. “We started out to wander, We never meant to roam; We went, because we went, And now we're home, we’re home. “We're going to go to school, oh, joy! But we're not in a hurry; We own a regular railroad car, SO WE SHOULD WORRY!” tHE END

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48 7 BOYS’ LIFE PUVUCCAULELALEE ALAA | | | - ; ‘Saving Their : | “a | THE BOY SCOUT’S|: “Eeeey KNOCKAROUT upward urge of the sea to aid them. MUUUILLALIL Four pulls! Was the signal rope really | COPYRIGHTED 1919 BY A-SHUMAN @CO.BOSTON | registering that? F B “Heave, man, heave! He’s in danger!” ’ or OYS | : Red's voice was raucous, urging his assistant. , . i F | The life-line dragged on their arms with a | al 1d G | ‘ dead, aching weight. They breathed hard | It S A and deep, heaving, hauling. And all the Always the Big Boy’s Book of the Year Edited by Franklin K. Mathiews Published for the Boy Scouts of America time the signal line kept on its insistent call. R ‘ t th f° Four pulls! They were frantic. | esis ) © wear O “Come over and lend a hand, you v Froggy!” Terry called to Deschamps be- | Growing, feet tween his teeth. “Felton can work the pump. It’s a one-man affair anyway.” Pierre came. Slowly hand over hand they pulled. It was coming! The sea broke into circles, making way. It came. And at the sight that met their gaze, they gasped, and their eyes grew round and wide with fear and horror. Around the gray diver’s suit two pink- white arms were clinging, slimy, leathery, lean arms, each some four feet long. They hung on Reed's shoulders, supporting the glob ular body of a beast in which the boys recognized an _ octopus. It struck them dumb. Eight other shorter arms’ with double rows of horn-rimmed suckers, film- NEW ENGLAND HEADQUARTERS FOR covered now concealing the teeth beneath, RM were clawing the sea. They sprawled on it, BOY SCOUT UNIEG S AND EQUIPMENT } stretching, striving for a hold on the body | which the forward tentacles had _ brought | - within their reach. From the head two bale- | Jhaman. | Now Ready ful green eyes blazed rage, while the sharp | } There isn’t a red-blooded boy in the land, whether he belongs to the Boy Scouts of America or not, but who will declare this to be the very best boy’s book out. Look at the partial list of contributors and the titles of the sub jects and stories! Of course there’s a whole lot more of these that we haven’t room to include in this announcement. Many of the world’s most famous writ- ers are répresented in the pages of the Boy Scouts Year Book. Inspiring arti- cles on timely subjects of intense inter- est to boys; thrilling stories of adven- ture that are clean and wholesome: superb illustrations; handsomely and sturdily bound. $2.50 net. beak of the parrot-mouth hacked the metal a aman fh gost ‘bib’ of the suit. They could hear the | dull sounds like a wood-pecker’s. They | STORIES AND ARTICLES BY SOME SUBJECTS glanced at the helmet glass, behind which Reed’s face, gleamed out, appealing, pale The President of the “The Thrill of High Adven- with horror. The package was under his left an ee” 99 arm. He floated on the ocean, helpless. United States ture’’—Model Aeroplanes What to do? It seemed at first that the Edward “The Mysterious Stranger”’ . scouts could give no assistance. If they OORANG AIREDAI ES __ « . " let go the rope to effect a rescue, Reed would The 20th Century All-round Dogs Prince of Wales Abraham Lincoln-True Scout sink in the sea. “7 **Good God!” breathed Terry, in hoarse, Leopold “The Elephant Poachers’”’ earnest prayer. Crown Prince of Belgium Trout Fishing for Boys Admiral R. E. Peary “Red Gharrity, Roughneck”’ a* if in answer to it, Felton suddenly moved. He like the others had seemed Dan Beard Animal Engineers paralyzed at first. Now he stopped pump- z “A ing. Reed must take his chance on air. Ida M. Tarbell “The White Arab mer —_ © ue jerk, he wrenched the 1andle from the pump. William Heyliger Boone-Torchbearer ‘‘Drag him nearer,” he cried to the others. Belvi Ww. M d How to Build a Blockhouse They hauled the mass to the boat's edge elvin . Maynar $ $ es With all his strength Jackie began to pound “The Flying Pa.son”’ Camping the Buckskin _Way on the animal’s head. The blows descended, Old Doc Peterson’s Divining fierce, insistent. But the devil-fish never re- Raymond L. Ditmars Rod”’ laxed. He meant to fight for his prey, and in : : : answer to the attack, he seemed to tighten his Oorang Aired: ‘ i g Airedales are a true sporting strain and J. Allen Dunn The Real Robinson Crusoe hold. The tentacles drove deeper into the have no equals as water dogs, retrievers and , Wireless for Amateurs diver’s suit. They dragged down, down. Now | hunters of ail Kinds of game. They are trailers. Irving Crump Syst : piace sia tree-barkers and stayers. hey will climb a tree The Great Brown Bears of the eight other arms were aiding. } or go to earth and fight anything from a rat to Wilb S B “Oh! hold on to it, boys. Hold on to | a bear. Their faithful and untiring watchfulness 1 ur . oyer Alaska oo oom s : | makes them the best of protectors for camp, home pa nd : " it! ferry cried in an agony. | or estate. Their superior intelligence makes them Francis A. Collins What to do When Lost in the The scouts’ hands were already being cut the most o — oh _ =— ££ from the strain on the rope. aus cane’ tae tates ag oR ge oo | gs for farm or ranch, being careful and Joseph B. Ames Ww ds “Nearer, boys,’ shouted Felton. * Just | efficient avisers of cattle, hogs and sheep. We and many others and scores of others once more. I have an idea.” have for sale at all times proven stock and farm A hanes thes dr = "ee “one driftin enue dogs; trained hunters “= age te = Age “Vv ew 4 y 7 £ ass cat, coon, opossum, skunk, mink and_ rabbit; nearer to the boat. It touched the sidé. ee ——- 7, a. a = go > 2a Ne "e a 7 ee oy ‘owl; police and wate logs; automobile dogs He leaned over. Through the slimy, en | pede companions; stud-dogs, brood-matrons and OTHER NEW BOOKS FOR BOYS BY FAMOUS WRITERS circling arms, he shot a hand out and puppy stock from the bluest Airedale blood in snatched the knife from Reed’s belt America; fox hounds, coon hounds and big-game ‘“ _ . : P P | hounds; also dog medicines and kennel supplies CAMP HEYLIGER BARBOUR oo on, chaps,” he cried to the strain- of all ‘kinds. Illustrated and interesting booklet ing three. maile ‘or ten cents in stamps or coin They watched him, silent, wide-eyed OORANG KENNELS ! aint 3 ’ , yed, eee eateteam Don Strong, American, Fourth Down! by Ralph A sharp cut, and he had severed the pink- The Largest Breeders of rece On, in the World by Walter Camp, the fa- by William Heyliger, recites Henry Barbour, is a grip- ite ak on the Geeta tat akan Dept. G, LA HIO mous Yale Authority is 3 a the adventures of a Boy ping, football story built “ — : a cean 7 *” } text book on football v whi Scout upon whose shoulders around the “Big Game’”’ ™ north ng Se, FG, 4" SS ee any boy can understand and fell a man’s responsibilities. between rival colleges a ated apply the instructions 0 $1.75 net $1.75 net advice given. $1.50 net High Benton, also by Mr. The Lost Dirigible, an- UT there was no need. Slowly the devil- | T MLINSON Heyliger, is the story of a other story by Mr. Barbour fish loosed his hold on Reed. They could rt) ng wr fees 4 yn oe is a acne exciting = feel the rope lightening of its hateful load. | 1e¢ Nad better leave scnoo ventures of a young radio They could see the sucker-covered arms re- The Pursuit of the and go to work. $1.50 net operator on a dirigible bal- laxing » oces ras sinking Apache Chief, by Evertee 7 L. axing on the ocean. It was sinking. ut , loon. $1.75 net hey were still too horror-stricke t r | Tomlinson, is the thrill SILVERS _ they were sti o horro icken to utter essness. ” a as . And then as they watched, the in 2 story of some boys at L sound A SS ng sor with Geronimo. Dick Arnold of Raritan CHEYNEY water, from gray blue, began to turn first | _ Join---Seiss Safety’ Club----a real $1.75 net ; - Seott Burton on the mud-colored, next -inky black. A musky live boys" movement to promote . College, and Dick Arnold R by E. G. Ct 1 Aiied the af TI Geoesiinn Safety by overcoming careless- Besder Plays the Game, by Ear! mange, by Lb. G. neyney, odor i ed the air. le octopus, departing, ness. eae? asp mess jl apap eet Giuees ae tee ot. 2% Sere @ the United had discharged the dusky fluid with which WEAR A SEISS SAFE- 6 Bey tse age aap ase’ seated o Nest anal shenlen et estinae rete Forest Service, as with a smoke screen, it is accustomed to TY CLUB BUTTON. of United States Army life tling good stories of college wherein a young eastern prevent pursuit Join the club in your town om the Mexican border. life. They portray life as , afin pa Sete ae ss . Or start one today. Be a oo ae : rat Sindee “98 tenderfoot makes good [There was no need, however, for the pre leader. Show your bo $1.75 net it should be lived by manly a : : ro : “ 7 frie y y ‘ > and courageous howe among the ranchmen. caution. The scouts were in no mood for mong’ Wg Fr CHAPMAN : Each $1.75 net $1.75 net further fight. Hurriedly and_ laboriously uae prec: thar vital tea ‘ SMITH they hauled Reed over the ship's side and cults of eascinesness > 7 @ . > . They : i rite for Safety Pronk uM th —— MILLER Vv Bi t Job mae _ aah Bas Cun ar a ra pest and Signal Code ‘rank ivi. lapman, 1S a our gges ob— § mi sh 3 { S, é a: new kind of bird book that The Ring Neck,Grizzly, School of Business, by “Let’s pump his arms,” said Terry, eag- This isa art bors an shows the color and mark- by Warren H. Miller, is an President H. L. Smith, of erly. “That’s supposed to help the lungs.” | toward moulding ings of each bird, its rela- exciting story of the adven- Washington and Lee Uni- _ But they had barely begun, when the manhood, tive size and the season it tures of two boys in the Big versity, will help you to de- diver, puzzled, opened his eyes. | is with us. Beautifully il- River CountryoftheRocky cide this all-important “What the mischief are you fellows do- | lustrated. $1.50 net Mountains. $1.50 net question. $1.00 net ing?” he demanded, irritably. “ Better, old chap?” They avoided an- | D FOR FREE CAT D. APPLETON & COMPANY swering his question, half ashamed _ to SEN ALOG 35 West 32p Street New York acknowledge the fears that each had silently been harboring. “T’m all right.” He sat up, still white, looking around him. XUM

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= | The Boy Scouts’ Magazine —: Li) A) A AS Will Have Complete High School Training HESE three boys of mine are going to have the benefit of High School training at any cost! Not because I think they are brighter or better than other boys, but because some day they’li have to earn their own living. And I know they can’t rise very high or make very much of themselves with- out a good general education to start on. That’s the best preparation for the future any father can give his boys—or any boy can give himself. For twenty-one years my most im- portant duty with this School has been helping “boys” of all ages get the gen- eral education they should have got in public school—but didn’t. Every day J get hundreds of letters and many personal calls from _men_and boys asking why they aren’t getting ahead. Nine times out of ten my answer must be: “It’s your lack of High School training. You need that to make good in any profession or business, because it’s foundation knowledge.”’ That’s why_I’m going, to insist on my boys completing High chool. $9.00 An Hour THE UNITED STATES DEPART- MENT OF THE INTERIOR shows in Bulletin No. 22, 1917, that every hour spent in completing High School training pays the student $9.04. Therefore you boys and young men who had to go to work before you finished High School ought to round out your general education without delay. Many of the ele- mentary facts of any occupation are covered by the regular High School course, and such subjects as mathematics, English and the ele- — sciences will be of use to you every ay. Don’t Be Handicapped I know of a firm employing over 2000 people that won’t hire a boy of any age unless he has High School training. I know of scores of other firms that give preference to High School graduates. The explanation is that such boys make the best workers—with their trained intelligence they “‘catch on” quicker, need less supervision and are much better fitted for promotion, which means bet- ter jobs and better pay. We offer four courses in public school branches, so we can take up your general education wherever you left off. Our High School course will give you in two years the full equivalent of the four years’ course of the best public High Schools. Our special home study method enables you to study during your spare time, taking up just the subjects you meed most. American School of Correspondence Dept. H-89, Chicago, U. S. a | AMERICAN SCHOOLof CORRESPONDENCE | Dept. H-89, Chicago, IIl. ij | Explain how I can qualify for position checked: eeeses hitect sees Lawyer I ore “85.000 000 to $15,000 Mech $5,000 to $16. ,000 Idi 3 ACtOr | seseee echanica A aap ry - —_ M5, 000 to $10,000 84,000 to $10,000 pve Automotile t e Engineer see SHOP Superintends y 000 84,000 eseeed Automobie I Repairman en... Manner I ante $2, m0 to $4,000 ain 124-000 to 0,000 J eeeeee IVL ngineer, eeeeeel am ngincer | | to $15,000 $2,000 to $4,000 1 coosed Structural » Ae; -+++.oreman’s chen l Bi ilenager Photopla "Writer ee | onseed asiness eneger «+++-Photoplay $5,000 to $15,000 $2,000 to $10,000 J conned Certified Public Ac- «sees Sanitary Engineer countant $7,000 to $15,000 $2,000 to $5,000 | cose Accountant & Auditor |......Telephone Engineer | ,500 ‘to $7, 10 $5,000 ..eeeDraftsman & Designer | ...... Telegraph Engineer $2,500 to $4,000 000 5 | l wie Electrical Engineer _|...... High School Sennen General Hane to $10,000 Fire I In ay! yeums eoseed ucation =— | esees re Insurance Exper H In one year $3,000 to $10,000 | | Name. I AGGPORE.. ....02500.22000000 acknowledge the fears that each had silently been harboring. “Phew!” As of one accord they all sighed with relief, and sank weakly on the boat’s seats in silence. Not yet could they summon up sufficient energy for rowing. They sat quiet, and for some seconds the only sound audible was the gentle lap of the water washing the sides. Then faintly from afar off came the chug-chug of a motor. They looked in its direction. Soon the stem of the launch was in view. It was the seout launch. “Pshaw!” muttered Reed crossly. ‘“ Of course he had to come and find us, and I did want to hand him that package before he got out of bed.” Like culprits they sat, waiting the verdict of their leaders. “Well I'm blowed!’* ejaculated Meade, coming alongside. * Ilere’s your papers,” said Terry. ‘“ Reed dived for them.” * Dived?”’ Marshall cried astonished, look- ing around, and then his eye falling on the suit: “ Say,” he asked, ** How did you fel- lows come by that?” “Oh! Reed's pally with the bosun—been taking extra lessons in diving from him-— and he got permission to borrow it.” It was Terry who vouchsafed the information. But Marshal was hardly listening to him, so intently was he sniffing the air. “Gee! what's the smell?” he demanded presently. “Departing devil-fish!’’ They did not bother to explain. * Devil-fish? An octopus? Great Caesar! You mean.” The two leaders’ glanced searchingly from one white face to the other. “Just tow us home like good chaps,” Terry voiced the others’ sentiments. ‘“ When we have a square meal inside us, we'll tell you the whole tale. Meantime you might say thanks or something. If we lost the old papers, we found them again.” “T'll say you did,” declared Marshall. Then while Meade, wagging a _ worried head, affixed the tow line to the boat, the scouts lay back luxuriously. Their work for that day was done. TOUTIUOYUEL OAM UAL EAN EA EAA AS AU HUT Not in the Curriculum (Continued from page 15) SVNUUUUANUAUULLANUUOUOUU4UNUAUQIGUOSOOLLOUOLULULANUEOOAOLLUObUU00G0E L840 “Land sakes!” cried the old farmer. “ A hundred dollars?” “That’s what I said,’ replied the young fellow, grinning at his pals. ‘This gentie man will hold the money,” he continued, peel- Ing off a hundred dollar bill from his roll and thrusting it into my hands, I had just about decided to spoil the game with a little history on safety matches, when the old farmer, who had been fishing around in his wallet, darted a shrewd glance at me, then deliberately winked. INALLY, he counted out $100 in small bills, which he handed over to me, grabbed a safety match from the container, rubbed it on the leg of his trousers, and when to my astonishment it burst into flame, calmly lighted his cigar and held out his hand for the $200, which I passed over to him. Later, in the Pullman, as the old fellow was mooching by my chair, he raised his coat enough to show me the side of a safety match box sewed to the leg of his trousers. Now the only trouble with betting, Ted, is that it’s wrong. It’s wrong for several rea- sons. First, because it’s trying to get some- thing for nothing; second, because a man al- ways loses when he can't afford it; third, be- cause gambling of any kind will sooner or later get a young fellow into the kind of com- pany he don’t want to. introduce to his folks; fourth, because if a fellow sticks to gambling all his life he’s pretty sure to die in the neighborhood of the poorhouse: and fifth, no matter how slick a gambler you begome, you will always meet a slicker one, who will trim you to a fare-the-well. It's fine to back your teams to the limit, and I'd think you a pretty poor sort of a stick if you didn’t yell your head off at a game; but do you think it helps to steady a player’s nerve in a pinch to know if he doesn’t deliver his schoolmates will have to live on snowballs or some other light refresh- ment for a couple of months? No, Ted, old scout, betting is not only wrong, it’s foolish. Your affectionate father, WILLIAM SOULE. UMMA" 7 a cal for Fete Braking surface 6 3-10 sq. in. Larger than other brakes, 2, Braking power applied evenly to entire inner surface of hub by expanding drum, 3 Bronze brakeshoes, soft- er than hard steel inner surface, grip smoothly, firm- ly, surely. The MORROW re- sponds instantly when you pedal forward, 5 More ball bearings than other brakes. 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50 eS eee oe as as SBLOTERS ie The horned owl is a menace and is fair game for you. In the early dusk—before he can see clearly— he often blunders from tree to tree or sits on a limb in plain sight —da most satisfactory mark for your deadly, accurate, little .22 Savage Junior rifle. He needs kitting and your father may be pleased enough It's—well, ghastly. It will give © have him stuffed for you. He’s you a thrill, even when you know _ best that way. what it is. And it will tell you The .22 Savage Junior single- something of the ever present terror shot is the boiled-down essence of a Great Horned Ow! kill a snow-shoe rabbit? ID you ever hear You never see it, but you hear it sometimes through the night— hear the rabbit's piercing, almost human shriek, and at its end the owl’s deep, quavering hoot, «like fiendish laughter. of the little game-birds and animals —_,ige__a]] accuracy—all reliability | after dark. For after dark—swift, —Savage Quality condensed * in \\k silent, unerring—he swoops and iy t kills as he pleases. As a game de- three pounds. Your dealer has HY chicken-thief for you. For a complete descrip- i stroyer—even as a —he ranks among the worst. SAVAGE ARMS CORPORATION Sharon, Pa. UTICA, N. ¥. Chicopee Falls, Mass. Executive and Export Offices, 50 Church Street, New York City tion, write to Dept. E-1. Owners and Operators of J. STEVENS ARMS COMPANY Chicopee Falls, Mass. +22 calibre Savage Juntor 18-inch round barrel single shot model. Shoots -22 short, long, and lony rifle cart- ridges. Bolt action modeled after best military rifles. Genuine walnut 1 stock with steel buttplate Bead front lI and adjustable rear sights. An arm | which wins the respect of experts. ——_)} SSS SASSER SAE SES Two New Corking Books in the BOY SCOUT LIFE SERIES Published with the Approval of The Boy Scouts of America “It is a bully bunch of books,” says Mr. F. K. Mathiews SCOUTS TO THE RESCUE BOY SCOUTS ON THE TRAIL By C. H. Lerrigo By John Garth “The kind of story that grows more “A clean lively narrative that is cal- and more popular with adventure- culated to make every active boy loving readers.”—Bookseller, News- eager to pack up his kit and hit the dealer and Stationer. trail.”"—Buffalo Courier. Illustrated. Each $1.00 BOY §s 8 titles in the series. THE JUNIOR COOK BOOK By Clara Ingram Judson “Here is a book that will be a great help to the young folks who are anx- ious to learn to cook. The directions are simple and concise.”—Epworth Herald. $1.25 net. BARSE & HOPKINS, Publishers, NEW YORK tll ue The Silver Prince (Continued from page 21) a little until he came to her door. Red ran on ahead, and scratched and barked at the door until it was thrown open, and Effie herself appeared. “Terry!” she cried. “Yes, I'm back,” said the boy listlessly. “Back! From where?” cried the girl. Terry stared into her face, his eyes full of anxiety. Martin all right?” he asked as if he feared the answer. “Terry,” she demanded _reproachfully, “how could you go away as you did, without saying a word. He asked after you a dozen times. I think he might have got better if he hadn't worried so about you.” * He’s—he's still alive?” he stammered, frightened by the expression in Effie’s face. “Yes, he’s still alive,” she answered. “But that’s about all. He may not live the week out.” She gave a little, sobbing gasp, and her eyes filled with tears. “Oh, Terry,” she sobbed; “I never knew how much I thought of Martin till now. We can't let him die! We've got to save him somehow.” Terry nodded solemnly. “ Yes, we’ve got to save him somehow,” he said. “ And I'm goin’ to send for that Denver doctor. I'll have money enough now to hire the best doc- tor in the world. That pack’s full of float and ore, Effie—silver ore—chock full of it.” * Is—is HE turned a startled glance to the heavy load on the _ burro. * You—you don't mean to say you've found the strike!” she exclaimed incredulously. “ Yes, I’ve found it,” “Terry! It sounds like a dream! “It sounded like a dream till I found it,” he said. “ But there’s no dream about it any longer. I'm going to send for that Denver doctor—pronto.” “You're too late,” said Effie. He looked up at her startled. ‘“ Too late?’ “Yes. That Denver doctor’s here now. You didn’t think I'd let Martin go without the best doctor to be had, did you, after what Doc Calaway told us?” . Terry was bewildered. “I can’t see how you got him,” he said. “Sho!” exclaimed Effie. ‘“* Why, that was simple enough to anybody. Poor old Doc Calaway’s getting so far along in life that his brain’s a little foggy, or he'd have sent to Denver right away, the very first thing. He ought not to have stopped to worry about the bill. There are fifty men in this camp who’d have paid it gladly. I went to just one, Nick Creede. He told me to go as far as I liked up to fifty thousand dollars to save Martin Dorn’s life, and to get a special train if necessary. And I did get a special train, for I knew every minute counted. I got the big- gest surgeon in the West; and he's brought two trained nurses with him, too.” Terry felt tears brimming to his eyes and a lump rising in his throat. ‘“ You're a won- der, Effie!’ he exclaimed. ‘“ Why didn’t I think of that? I ought to have knowed there was plenty of white men with big hearts in this camp, even if there have been so many with yellow streaks in ‘em. What does this Denver doc say?” “He says there’s just a bare chance. That’s all. Good-night, Terry. You can’t come in. This place is a hospital now, and Martin's asleep. Come around to-morrow.” She stepped aside, closing the door softly behind her. Terry stumbled wearily along up the trail. “What good’s all this silver to me now?” he muttered. “ Pooh! Sorry I ever bothered my head about the old strike.” At last he came to Dorn’s lonely shack. It stood dark and dismal against its black background of trees. He pulled the pack from the burro, and let it lie where it fell, just outside the door. Then he staggered in- side and flung himself on the bare floor, too exhausted to move another step. That night he dreamed of Bracklow clutching wildly at the wall of Old Razorback and staring up at him with rolling eyes as he fell. he answered. 1” CHAPTER XV. THE GOOD OLD TIMES O N the porch of a low, rambling ranch house overlooking the Sangre de Cristo range, two men and a woman stood watching the sun going down behind the mountains. The woman was young, black-haired, blue- eyed, rosy cheeked. On the face of the man beside her there was a boyish grin. A tall, strapping fellow he was, but his legs were slightly bowed. The second man was a few years younger, scarcely more than a boy. He wore spectacles, a result of hard studying in his student days in Denver, “Terry,” said the bow-legged man, “I see somebody headin’ this way down the ridge.” A man on horseback was riding slowly to- ward them. They watched him with curious interest. The arrival of a visitor was an event in that lonely mountain valley. A few minutes brought the rider close to BOYS’ LIFE Rider Agents Wanted In every neighborhood *to ride and > exhibit a sample RANGER bicycle + furnished by us. Choiceof 44 styles, * 30 Days Free Trial ed on every RA We prepay frees If not pleased the ‘ost. Save time, money and trouble by a dealing direct with our great & Factory organization, atis- faction in every detail guaran- teed or money promptly re- funded. TIRES terra parts and sup. lies at half usual prices are and illustrated small advance over our spe- MEAN CYCLE company MEAD Dept. c.17 Chicag LOCKHART Spiral Puttees Patented. Made in U. 8. 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He swung out of his saddle, pulled off his sombrero, and. wiped..the dust from his perspiring face with his sleeve. He, too, was slightly bowed in the legs, but he was shorter and more slender than the older | of the two men on the porch. His hair was fast turning gray, and he was getting well past the prime of life. Across his nose and cheek lay the deep scar of a wound made by a bowie knife. “Well, [ll be hornwoggled if it isn’t Charlie Creek!” cried the man with the grin. “Hello, Martin!’ called the visitor as he came toward the little group. “ It’s good for sore eyes to see you and that there silver prince and Effie again. Brings back the good old days.” gypeechenwe a chair, he sat down and stretched himself with a yawn. At his time of life a ride of seventy miles through the -mountains was tiring. “T hear the kid here owns pretty near this whole bloomin’ valley.’ he remarked. ‘* Got it stocked up with horses and cattle. Pretty soft, prince, pretty soft. Sometimes I get to thinkin’ I wouldn’t much mind bein’ rich my- self.” ‘“*Well, Dorn owns a good slice of it,” put in Terry. ‘“ He and I are partners. I'd never have made good with that strike if it hadn’t been for him. Somebody’d have taken it away from me sure. And it took an older head than mine to run a big mining business like that. Nobody would have thought it, but Martin turned out to be an A one business man.” Dorn turned to Effie with a grin. “It wasn't me,” he said modestly. “It’s Effie that’s got the business head. She showed me how to do things. Remember how she ran that eatin’ house down in the gulch, servin’ a hundred meals a day and gettin’ the thing started on nothin’ but credit and nerve?” “Do I remember!” cried Creek, smacking his lips. ‘Say, Effie, it makes my mouth water every time I think of those biscuits o’ yours.” The sun went down behind the rim of the mountains, and the evening shadows gathered as they sat together talking of old times, “T was in Denver two days ago,” said Creek, “and I read the news there that Nick killed himself last week in Los Angeles.” ** Killed himself!” echoed Dorn. “ Killed himself, when he had all that money? Why, he had everything to live for! He was like that Monte Cristo feller—the world was his.” REEK puffed his pipe contentedly, and stared at the towering range of moun- tains. ‘“ You're wrong. Martin,” he said at last. ‘‘He didn’t have nothin’ to live for. He was never happy from the day he struck the Holy Moses. He'd been contented when he was roamin’ round broke in the hills. But when he got all that money he didn’t know what to do with it, and didn’t know what to do with his life. Money ain’t everything, Martin.” “No, money isn’t everything,” said Terry McGlory gravely. . “If I hadn’t realized that pretty quick I’d have been as miserable as Nick Creede. That’s why I got to work and studied to be a doctor. A man’s got to make himself useful in the world, no matter how rich he is, if he’s going to be contented.” The old gunman nodded his head know- ingly. ‘I'm satisfied,” he said. “But I get to wishin’ sometimes that the good old days was back, those old days of the gun fighters. And I should think you'd be wishin’ the same thing, Martin. You were a regular hero down in Creede in them boomin’ times.” Effie turned to the man who had once been Sull Morgan’s killer. ‘“‘ The good old days!” she repeated softly. ‘* They weren't the good | old days. They only seem so when we look back at them. They were the worst kind of days, days of bloodshed and cruelty and mur- der. The good old days are here right now.” Martin Dorn grinned at her, “I reckon you're right, Effie,” he said. THe END. The Moon God (Continued from page 19) back to the glade, his heart thumping and his whole being filled with a strange, unwonted ferment. What he saw there Was not altogether a surprise. Some subtle sense had already told him that Mishe-Mokwa’s victim was not one of his own people. But when he reached the clearing to find that the unknown stranger, who lay there dazed but conscious, was none other than the young white god he had watched so often, his heart leaped strangely, sending the blood coursing through his veins like liquid fire. HE white lad had raised himself painfully on one elbow and was shaking visibly. 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New up his hatchet, Okahwis sped off through the ists,cross-country walk- butare in splendid con- ones cost over $6.00 woods ers, etc. dition.Smallripsortears wholesale. Price eal ‘ . Price 95¢ neatly repaired. Excel- deliv- Pausing beside a canoe birch, he cut from delivered . lent for hunting, fishing, ered - $3.00 it a wide strip of bark, which was deftly camping, touring, ete, formed into a cup and fastened with two thorns. Returning with this full of water, he carefully bathed the claw gouges, which Price : delivered . L199—Shelter Tents for : L223 —Spirat Boy Scouts. Genuine Shelter L were fortunately not deep. When he had eggins, reclaimed, 1 ; ] or “pup” tents used by Yanks O. oo first class finished and settled back on his haunches, For ( "ats = France. Just oS condition. there was a brief silence as the two surveyed unters, campers, hiking trips. Price adel . . se 3 4 Waterproo:, Complete with delivered 7 — ay eng oye. ng and Scrapes oles, ete = p Ware yoy 8 § ing i asé : Dice Guiveved « e pg Pe ae pmee L108—Army friendly voice and reaching out abruptly, he num. Tight fitting cover. Canteen. Canvas took Okahwis’ hand and pressed it thankfully. A neglected cut may lead to Combination frying pan i covered with straps. Te : a ate. Just the thing Used, but watertight. ' intection. or Boy Scouts, campers For hunting, fishing, | er . . " ¢ ~ ’ ¢ ond bas mgnters, 85¢ siting Sbe FS FS | | rows on . emer gg na com- ‘“ Satety first ’ calls for the c soil ce | panionship between the two boys. t was s a eat delivered. e tte. eee delivered « | evident from the beginning that each liked prompt use of New-Skin. Direct from France. > the other and directly by signs and pictures »cides >] isepti L99—U. S. Pyramidal Fine souvenir, of world drawn on birch bark, another meeting was Besides being an antisé ptic —U. . war e fc e > ° : " aye] , Tent, khaki color. Size 16 ft. baskets. jardeniers, etc. — for the following ~? New-Skin forms a cov ering. 8q;3 ft. sidewall; 11 ft. center. Pric Okahwis told no one of his strange en- oe D AL: In splendid conaition, Wonder delivered oy # counter, fearing that his father might forbid It protects the wound while ful for touring, camping and any further meetings with this marvelous new nature repairs the damage. poles, stakes Complete with f) friend. When he awoke next morning to a b dee ht alt Denial u es. \ : . = ae P 2 abe 5c ang Ie. ruggists rice delivered $42.75 find the north wind blowing and that grate- £111—ArmyCoa = ful, belated warmth of the past few days TReWyew INT — Olive Drab Cotton, hee L.134—Cartridge ot ttt aemy males “hataie tae aaah Gk ew eae _ NEWSKIN COMPANY galaed anc sauacerea, Belt. Ma eofstrone Drab cotton. Thor- lest this might keep the white boy away, and New York Toronto London oa . ws = ts. Soans Sane. tf se oughly repaired. A il I , 1 “ 1 —_—_——. etc. Saves gc clothes’ venience for every hun- parg »~ uneasily sought the appointed spof more than Tonoe WN, , Sizes, 34 and up. Giye ter and camper. Nine ag tan Ce L~ 4 an hour too soon - “ Never a, os ,Break in the ize kets r is, to- > F . Y . R in Price Pocee, ete. “s gt Pie etc. Give size. But he was not disappointed. In due sea- delivered - Price 55 delivered . 95 son the white youth appeared and there fol- delivered 4. £ lowed a week or more of daily meetings in which their mutual liking progressed by leaps and bounds. By the simple expedient of Different trom all others-the tg pointing at something and pronouncing its name, they soon learned a number of nouns and a few verbs in each other’s tongue, and before long could make themselves under- stood with fair accuracy. There were many difficulties, of course, but gestures helped greatly and at a pinch there was always the red pigment and the birch bark to fall back (fi L325—Army L285—U. &. Haversack. \f ||\\) Gloves. Olive Made of heavy 0. D. Canvas, Os toe ae Sact strong and waterproof. Excel- new. Same as used by lent condition. Fits over shoul- the whole U. S. Army ders and under arms. Three p | shoots harder and farther than any other. Made ona new principle. Is really a strong big bargain .. rice pockets. Dandy for hunters, . Pric upon Hahermen and eress-countsy cs nie F Okahwis learned that his friend's name was Ha a May my ~ ET... hikers. 72 L113—A é ‘ ¢ c f s s ni i - —Army P te » ale scovere : > hs . . desired. Each stroke givesincreased Pricedelivered . ¢ Made bent ohgf Aotpmcey ae | L323—Army Aviator’s John. He also discovered that he had come power, one to six strokes being and buttons down back. In splendid Knitted Cap and Scart com- from an island far across the mighty waters sufficient. condition. Two of these buttoned bined. Pure English Olive Drab | to make his home upon these shores. Once Works like air-drills and air-ham- ty a ele ei iit ond son Sere nae on wes; } he saw and handled one of the magic axes, | mers—with this difference: Setive vod” $1 95 by all U. S. Aviators. Worth $5 00. | and again, with fear and trembling, he was om seared aneeien force. = elivered ... . ° ri _— initiatad % : sstery . angie a lock of hardwood shows penetrat- _~ nee 55 y wenger mate Oe sayatery of the black Ses ing power of eachcharge. Noother L228—Military Axe.Mad s L324 - Aviator’s der-powder, of which a tiny handful touched air rifle can duplicate this feat. —M itary Axe.Made ( Compass. Madeof — with glowing tinder flashed up in a fearsome The Beujania § is safe, because you of highly tempered steel, keen 4 fine Quality German sil- REP Oe gg white flame and made a sound like muffled, rol the power. Never cutting edge, genuine hickory ver. When closed the | Reclaimed ; Jeeethestlon teres-bavas handle, painted Olive Drab, faree™ ihestaraoral | Denim Overalls distant thunder. ‘springs to get out of order. For autotrip, hunting, camp- 80 you can see it at night. | Okahwis’ eyes were opened to a whole new Write for interesting folder ing, fishing. Received large | Used by ail Us. Aviators: “Reclaimed Long 1 05 world, and his outlook upon life so com- about this wonderful gun. supply from U. S. Quarter- mug cross-country walkers. pletely changed that it: was small wonder At all dealers, $5.00 Ask Price a ang i 9 : ano diteesed $1 47 a delive $1.37 Reclaimed Khaki 2 65. he remained more or less oblivious to the —— Gemonstes ° ° : Unionalls storm clouds so swiftly gathering over the : Ben amin. L229—Leather Protector Fi B -giving Reclai Wampanoag nation. Air-Rifle for above axe to be attached to ree oo Try a > | | & Mfg. Co belt. 65 bargains sent postpaid. "ORDER nim Jumpers | 603 N Broadwa Price delivered . . FROM THIS AD AT ONCE! | ; ; : y Women’s Canvas 2 95) | A S a result, the sudden knowledge of their St. Route, Mo. Outing Skirts peril burst upon him with the force and on O Reclaimed Denim unexpectedness of a thunderbolt. The long , ” Berrack — 95) dreaded advance of the Narragansetts against Dept. L Kansas City, Mo. the weakened tribes had begun, and a war party of over a thousand braves was less than three days’ march distant! La When the news was imparted by his father, Massassoit, the hot blood of a long line of —— ———— — | sachems flamed up fiercely in the boy. In Pacific-Coast Representatives: cDONALD & LINFORTH San Francisco Call Bidg. ) that moment Okahwis forgot everything save bd iY that his tribe was threatened and that he had Copy this Sketch T What Every Boy Wants Y a man’s part to play in the imminent, un equal contest. Bitterly he regretted the past and let me see what you y 3-in-One is the high quality oil that acts like ( days of idleness which might have been put | can do with it. A large | n magic on bicycles, skates, guns, fishing reels, auto- to some real use in preparing for the fray, proportion of the younger - matic tools. 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supposed, Okahwis felt that they might per- haps have been induced to cast the weight of their might with the hard-pressed nation and scatter the oppressors with thunderbolts and pestilence. But they were merely hu- man, and too few to be of much avail. A sudden, tingling thrill went through the boy and the partly finished arrow dropped unheeded from his relaxed fingers. Who be side himself knew that they were not gods? Suppose one of them should suddenly appear before that advancing horde of Narragansetts, clad in that strange shining mail and armed with the magic thunder-stick? Might they not well fly terror-stricken from the super- natural, just as Okabwis himself would have fled before he came to know the humanness of his friend John? Stirred to the depths of his being by this new and unexpected possibility, Okahwis proceeded at once to put it into execution. Without a word to anyone he slipped out of the village and took the trail toward the pale-face settlement. it was late in the afternoon when he reached the edge of the clearing. The great log lodge was finished and the white people had begun the erection of smaller dwellings close about it. Amongst the workers Okah- wis presently discovered his friend, and promptly gave the signal which had been agreed upon between them—the caw of a crow thrice repeated. From his hiding place he saw John raise his head and glance doubtfully toward the forest. Okahwis watched him = anxiously, realizing that he had broken his last appoint- ment with the white boy, and wondering whether the latter had been angered and would refuse now to respond to the call. Even when the signal was repeated, John did not move at once. But presently he ceased his work and strolled over to a spring bubbling up a dozen yards or so from the edge of the clearing. A few minutes later he had entered the forest and stood face to face with Okahwis, The hour which followed was one of ex- traordinary mental stress and strain for the young Indian. His explanations and the plea for help which fairly bubbled from his lips had to be laboriously transmitted in scraps and snatches by the aid of every de- vice at his command, and when at length it became evident that John did really under- stand the situation, Okahwis felt actually limp and exhausted by the effort he had made. * You—You come?” he asked anxiously, For a moment the white boy did not an- swer. His face was strained and thoughtful and one strong hand plucked absently at the dead mosses on the ground beside him. At length, raising his eyes and meeting the In- dian’s troubled gaze, he drew a long breath like a swimmer taking an icy plunge, and nodded. “Yes, I'll come,” he answered simply. The arrangements were quickly made. Okahwis understood, though imperfectly, that his friend would also have to act secretly : that the other pale-faces would never coun- tenance his taking part in such an adventure. He would have to wait for several hours after dark to obtain the things he needed and leave the settlement unseen. Okahwis promised to be on this spot an hour after moonrise, and then they separated. OT daring to return openly to the village lest he be seized upon for some duty which would interfere with the appointment, Okahwis nevertheless sought the neighborhood to try and find out how matters were going. To his dismay he found the warriors on the move. Creeping close to one of the lodges, he learned that the Narragansetts had come up with unexpected speed and that Massassoit was placing his forces on a hillside beyond the village to make the best possible defense against an attack which might take place at any moment. The news threw Okahwis into a_ panic. He knew that unless the white boy appeared before the beginning of the fighting, his aid would be useless, for once engaged in the heat of conflict not even the appearance of the supernatural could halt the savage foe. Dismayed, he turned about and hastened back to their meeting-place, where he passed the intervening hours pacing the trail or peering anxiously into the clearing, driven nearly frantic by the enforced delay. But at length his weary vigil ended and out of the shadows of the log huts a strange figuregstepped into the moonlight and advanced toward him. From head to foot it was clad in glinting armor which shone in the bright, silvery light like a garment of en- chantment. From his waist there hung a long. straight sword. One hand held the magic thunder-stick, while the other clutched a small, heavy wooden keg. 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But he knew where the warriors were to assemble, and pressed on to reach presently a sloping hillside, seemingly empty and deserted but where in reality each bush and inequality of the ground con- cealed a determined Wampanoag brave. A* the sight of that strange, gleaming shape coming toward them through the moonlight, a low gasping murmur rose from the hidden warriors. Several, terror stricken, half arose to flee. But Okahwis quickly re- assured them with a low voiced explanation. “It is one of the white gods come to aid us against the enemy,”’ he whispered, ** Where is my father, Massassoit?” One of the warriors slipped silently away and presently the sachem appeared, amaze- ment and a touch of dread showing beneath even his calm. But when Okahwis briefly told his tale, the dread vanished giv- ing place to sudden hope. The Narragansetts, it appeared, were gathered in the woods along the foot of the hill. The attack would prob- ably take place at dawn, and the defenders had, therefore, a little over two hours in which to readjust their pains. In a hurried consultation with his chiefs, Massassoit decided to risk all in a single throw and take the offensive himself. Word was swiftly passed to the assembled warriors, and an hour before the break of day the lurking Narragansetts were startled by the approach of a strange, demon-like creature, Inhuman in that garment of shining steel, which glittered in the moonlight with a ghost- ly, silvery radiance, it stalked toward them down the silent, empty hillside with a slow und ominous tread. They could not know that behind it crept the invisible Wampanoag warriors, waiting only the signal for launch- ing fierce and desperate assault. To them it was like some monster from an- other world, ruthless, dominating, imper vious to earthly perils, and they shivered with more than cold as they watched its slow, irre- sistible advance, A score of yards from the forest edge it paused, and a harsh, sepulchral voice broke the stillness of the night. “Men of Narragansett,” it was the voice of Mocha, a Wampanoag brave who knew the Narragansett tongue, crouching in the bushes behind John Sandys—* Men of Narragansett, be warned in time. Know you that I, the Moon God, seeing from on high the outrage you have planned against my friends, the Wampanoags, have come down to aid them. Depart, I command you, before I blast your band with lightning and loose the hail of deadly thunderbolts upon your heads.” The voice ceased and one mailed hand, hold- ing a long, glittering weapon, was lifted threateningly. For a brief space the silence remained unbroken. Then a few more daring spirits yelled defiance and a score of arrows shot out of the forest, clattered against the stecl helmet and breast plate, and fell, broken and harmless, to the ground. stoic GAIN that threatening steel arm was flung aloft, and a moment later a daz- zling white light flamed up in front of the strange figure. For an imstaht it brought into sharp relief every detail of the grotesque, armor-clad shape, and illumined the forest with its rows of crouching warriors as if it had been bright day. Then came another blinding flash and yet another still, as the carefully laid trains of powder, prepared beforehand by the stealthy Okahwis, led to other little piles. And finally, amidst the blinding glares and muffled detonations, a sharp, thunderous re- port issued from the matchlock held by John Sandys, and the heavy load of leaden slugs tore through the bushes and played havoc amongst the horde of Indians. 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The heads of the colony were quick to see the great advantage gained to their cause. They were as quick to act, also, for very shortly an alliance was negotiated with the Wampanoags by means of which the peace was kept be- tween the Puritans and the nearby Indians for very many years. The friendship between Okahwis and John Sandys remained unbroken. Together they hunted and fished and roamed through the great forests like brothers, and passed through many perilous -adventures in each other's’ company. , But none of these were ever quite so strange as that fantastic night when Sandys played the part of moon god and saved his friend’s nation from annibilation. “The iaienned Kid (Continued from page 13) HOOTHAUELANINEATNNAE TTT HUVUTINEAT EGET every time he was called upon to punt, the ball had boomed down the field in a long spiral that gave his ends plenty of time to tackle the scrub quarter back in his tracks; and then two minutes before the final whistle had blown, standing on the scrubs’ thirty-five yard line, he had drop kia@ked a goal that saved the varsity from a tie score. Day after day the Skeeter kicked his way into the affections of the school. He got so he was able when the line held, to place his kicks within five yards of where they were aimed, and his drop and place kicking were beautiful in their speed and accuracy. As for any further help to the team he was as useful as one of the bleachers; he could not be taught to tackle; if given the ball fof a line plunge, he was almost sure to fumble; and as for furnishing inter- ference he was a joke; but the school and the team recognized his uncanny ability as a specialist in the art of kicking, and laughed good naturedly when he missed an easy tackle, or got in the way of his own team-mates. Living under the vigorous rules of football training he was bubbling over with healthy spirits and all his old shyness and timidity, as well as his morbid brooding over his fiasco in the [lull baseball game of the previous spring left him. Late in October on the afternoon of the last practice before the game with Brown Academy, the Skeeter had distinguished him- self by kicking three goals from the field and punting better than ever before. After the practice Slippery Elm said to him: an end run or “Skeeter, you are going to play in the second half against Brown. Barnes has a weak ankle and we want him in shape for Hull. I'm not afraid of your kick- ing, but for the love of Pete freeze onto the ball and keep out of my way on an end run. I'll back you up on the defense so you won’t queer us by missing tackles, but squeeze that ball. You handle it like a greased pig.” The Skeeter gulped. He knew that as a pinch kicker he might be rushed into any game for a few plays, but to play a whole half in the game second in importance to that with Hull was more than he had dared hope. “Gosh! I'll do my best, Slippery,” he mumbled, and Slippery smiled and strode off into the fast settling dusk. IERCELY, and without a score Sweet- water and Brown fought through three and one-half periods, and the Skeeter wrapped in his blanket on the side lines groaned in agony every time the Animal dropped back for a kick, for it meant a fifteen-yard gain for Brown on every exchange, and still Slip- pery did not call for him. Then, after a fierce line plunge near the end of the last period Ned Barnes did not spring into his po- sition, his weak ankle had given way. “Robinson, you take Barnes’ place,” the coach called, and the Skeeter, tossing off his blanket, trotted out onto the field with the school cheer for Barnes and then one with three Robinsons on the end ringing in his ears. He reported to the referee, and as Sweet- water had lost the ball on downs started for his position behind the left tackle, but as he did so, he heard the Animal call. “ Hey, Skeeter, come back here with me,” so he obediently turned and ran back, al- though why the Animal should want him for interference in case Brown punted was more than he could imagine. Brown tried one rush, then her quarterback ealled the signal for a kick. The Skeeter to his horror saw the ball come sailing straight at him. He heard the Animal calling fran- tically as he rushed across the field to try to get under the kick. 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A few minutes later the out further scoring, and the Skeeter as he trooped off the field with his silent, sullen, defeated teammates was tortured with the knowledge that again he had failed Sweet water in a pinch, and that the responsibility for the defeat rested upon him. As he climbed the stairs to his room he heard an excited discussion going on, and rec- ognized Dick Sears’ voice upholding him with a loyalty that seemed astonishing after his miserable fiasco of the afternoon. ‘“ You talk like a fish, Antidote,” Dick was saying. “ The Skeeter’s not yellow. It was more the Ani- mal’s fault than his dropping that punt. Why in thunder did the Animal call him back when he ought to have known Brown was going to kick? Soneheadedness on the Animal's part, I call it.” “That's all right too, the Skeeter recognized as Antidote Jones’, ‘but he’s always blowing in a pinch. Re- member the Hull game last spring?” “Huh, that wasn’t anything,’ came Dick's voice with an angry snort, ‘“‘anyone is liable game ended with Dick,” replied a voice to make a wild throw. If he gets a chance against Hull he'll drop goals from all over the field!” “Yes, but,” persisted Antidote. ‘But nothing,” retorted Dick. “If you think the Skeeter’s yellow, you're way off. Just because he’s shy, and don’t bellow and make lots of noise, and can’t see a joke, you think he’s yellow and a quitter. Well, he’s not. I've been rooming with him a month now and I tell you the Skeeter's all right.” And thus it was the Skeeter came to learn the loyalty of roommates, Y Monday, the Skeeter had brooded over his loss of the Brown game until he had worked himself into a condition similar to that he experienced after the Hull baseball defeat, so that when the hour for football practice came he remained in his room. He was through with athletics forever. Later Slippery Elm met him on the to supper. * Skeeter, he asked. way where were you this afternoon?” “T’ve given up football. I'm no goo at it.” * Hum,’ * replied Slippery, “ quit have you?” * Yes.’ ‘Do you mean you've quit the school flat when we heed every man on the squad to have a chance against Hull?” ‘I'm no good,” protested the Skeeter. ‘Look here, Skeeter,” said Slippery, laying a hand on his shoulder. “ Speaking frankly, you're the worst football player I ever saw except that you é¢an kick. We have no one else on the squad who can, and we may need you badly against Brown. I'm not going to ask you to come out, but I'll expect to see you on the field tomorrow afternoon at three.” ‘Till be there,” the Skeeter promised, and then wished he could recall his ‘words. As he was trotting back to the “gym” after the practice he overtook two seniors who with the Owl were strolling along the old boardwalk. “ Funny about Robinson,” he overheard one of them say. “ He can’t miss them in practice, but in a game he’s sure to blow.” ‘Yellow as a buttercup,” the other replied. As he swept by with the rest of the squad he heard the Owl's angry retort. ‘Yellow nothing,—the kid’s all right. He's had hard luck a couple of times but if he gets a shot at the Hull goal posts you can bet your boots he'll score,” and the Skeeter felt a pleasant glow of new born courage tingle through his veins at the words of his loyal friend. “T'll show ‘em yet,” he muttered fiercely to himself as he pattered into the gym, for with the confidence of two such friends as the Owl and Dick Sears, he knew that others also must still believe in him, and he determined their faith should not be misplaced. HE morning of the Hull game dawned clear, with a strong breeze blowing from the north that meant a perfect November day, and the hopes of Sweetwater also rose, for a clear day meant a dry, fast field on which the speedy Sweetwater backs could get firm footing, and the heavy Hull line would not be able to use its preponderance of weight to so great an advantage. By ten o'clock the sleepy old town wore an unaccustomed look. On the oval, In the dor- mitories, and on the sidewalks, little knots of old grads and students gathered to talk over the team’s chances against Hull, and to renew old associations. Early in the morning the Sweetwater team had retired to the Infirmary, where away from the hustle and excitement of the town they had held a light signal practice and then BOYS’ LIFE lounged about the piazza until the lunch hour After luncheon the team gathered in the living room, where they sat fidgeting and squirming with nervousness while the coach gave them their final instructions. As the Skeeter was passing through the door the coach stopped him. ‘“ Robinson,”’ he said, “keep warm through the game, a fluke run, or a goal from the field is our only chance to score, and if we get a chance at a field goal you've got to kick it.” White faced with tension, the Skeeter looked up at the coach, but his tongue seemed to fill his mouth so that he could not answer, *Remember,” the coach repeated, “if we get a chance at a field goal you've got to deliver,” he brought his hand down on the Skeeter’s shoulder with a thump and = the Skeeter gritted through clenched teeth. ‘I will.” IIE Hull captain won the toss and chose the goal with the wind behind it. Sweet- water kicked off, and the Hull quarterback aided by beautiful interference ran the kick back twenty-five yards before Slippery Elm brought him to earth, with a hard tackle, Instantly the teams sprang into position, the Hull quarterback barked a signal, the blue and white forwards lunged forward, and a Hull halfback shot through the Sweetwater line for a first down. Another rush, a gain of eight yards, then an end run for another first down. Next the Hull captain taking the ball on a delayed pass fought and squirmed his way forward for twenty yards until the Animal crashed him down on Sweetwater’s thirty-yard line. The Ilull stands were in an uproar, for it was plain that the smoothly team with its advantage of far superior weight, could batter its way through its lighter opponents almost at will. “Look out for a forward pass!’ running Hull shrieked the Animal as the teams lined up, but Hull with its splendid plunging backs ground its way forward through the Sweetwater line. ‘» “Tlold ‘em! Hold ’em! Oh, hold ’em! reared the Sweetwater stands while from the opposite side of the field where the blue and white of Hull flashed in the sunshine, came incessant cries of “ Touchdown.” Then under the shadow of its goal posts Sweetwater braced and smothered three fierce Hull attacks, but on the fourth down a Hull back slipped through between left tackle and guard and shaking off two Sweetwater tackles galloped over the goal line; a minute later the Hull captain sent the ball spinning between the uprights and the scoreboard read Ilull 7, Sweetwater 0. Again Sweetwater kicked off, and again the Hull machine ground its way relentlessly down the field. Hull tried no end runs, no forward passes, and never kicked. A _ signal was shrilled, the ball snapped back, and then a heavy Hull back would go tearing through the Sweetwater line for five, ten, fif teen yards, until he was brought down by Slippery Elm or the Animal. OWN, down, the field Hull crashed its way until another touchdown seemed im- minent. Then a fumble, and Slippery Elm pick- ing up the ball, wove thirty yards through the Iluli team in a beautiful broken field run, before he was forced outside. For the first time Sweetwater and Slippery Elm made five end before he was buried under a pile of blue clad jerseys. Two line plunges were smothered before they had fairly started, and then the Animal dropped back to punt. It was a miserable kick carrying only fifteen had the ball yards around left yards, and the Skeeter, huddled on the side lines among the other substitutes, groaned. Again the Hull machine got under way, again it-:crashed its way to the Sweetwater ten-yard line where the Animal pounced upon a fumble and saved a touchdown. Two line plays netted nothing, and Skeeter looked at the coach for Sweetwater would have to kick from behind her goal line. The coach shook his head and the Skeeter squat- ted down to watch the play. Again the Ani mal made a miserable mess of the punt, the and ball carrying only twenty yards, but fortun- ately for Sweetwater rolling outside so Hull had no chance for a fair catch. Again the Hull battering ram brought the ball to the Sweetwater ten-yard line, and this time Sweetwater was saved by the whistle shrilling the end of the first half. In the locker room between the halves, the team sprawled on benches while Old Mike, the trainer, rubbed bruised muscles, bandaged cuts, and washed away dirt and sweat. When the sobbing breaths had become less labored, the coach dashed his fist down on the table. “You! You!” he cried in disgust. “You're a disgrace to Sweetwater. You played *that first half like a lot of old women. You haven't been together a minute. You can't tackle. You get in each other's way when you have the ball. You're a fine lot, and you, King,” he shouted at the big left tackle, who sat dejectedly on a bench with his head buried in his hands, “ you make me sick. All you've done is squabble with Sport Scully. Never mind your own guard, watch the Hull tackle. If Sport don’t play the game, I'll yank him out, and you, too, if I have to put third string Th XUM —————}

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Get into it!” * Animal,” he continued, “ turn loose every- thing you've got this half, end runs, forward passes, and tricks, it’s our only chance.” ITH tears of mortification smarting in their eyes the team swept back onto the field and something in the manner in which they sprung into position told the Skeeter that the harsh words of the coach had awakened the Sweetwater spirit, and that the second half would see a different team in action. The kick off fell squarely into the eager arms of Slippery Elm and behind the only good interference Sweetwater had up to then afforded a back, he swept up the field in a brilliant zig-zag run to Hull's forty-yard line. The Animal shrilled a signal, took the ball from the center, ran toward Hull’s left end and then turned and shot the ball across the field straight into the clutches of Slippery who, shaking off three tacklers, dodged the Ilull quarterback and raced over the goal line for a glorious touchdown. -andemonium reigned in the Sweetwater stands. Old grads of classes forty years back screamed at the top of their lungs and beat each other over the head, while the Sweet- water band almost burst its lungs in startling blasts of every description. The Skeeter dancing up and down on the side lines forgot everything except that Sweet- water had scored until suddenly he heard the coach ealling * Robinson! Robinson!” He threw off his blanket, and ran toward him pulling off his sweater. ‘ Get in there,” said the coach, “and kick that goal.” The Skeeter reported to the referee, and then walked to the twenty-yard line where the Animal lay huddled on the ground, squarely in front of the Hull goal posts. “You can make it easy,” said the Ani- mal as the Skeeter came up. “Take your time and put her over.” The Animal poised the ball, squatted down beside him to signal the Hull team the instant it should touch the ground. The Skeeter backed away a couple of paces, looked at the Sweetwater stand whose crowd was silent, glanced at the goal posts, took two quick steps forward and swung his right foot against the ball. the referee A groan of dismay rose from the Sweet- water stand, for the ball instead of shoot- ing over the crossbar for the precious tying point, skidded off at an angle and rolled be- hind the Hull goal line. “You Jonah!” cried the Animal, spring- ing to his feet. “Every time you get into a game you lose it for us. Get off the field before I hit you, you rotten quitter.” “Shut up, Animal,” cried Slippery Elm grufily, coming up to the shrinking Skeeter. * What’s the matter, Robinson? That was an easy goal to miss.” “IT stepped on my shoe lace, and it threw me off my stride,” replied the crestfallen Skeeter. ‘It was untied and I didn’t notice.” “Can that stuff,” snorted the Animal dis- gustedly. ‘You're yellow, always quitting “in a pinch. Now you get off the field or I'll step on your face,” and he advanced belliger- antly toward the Skeeter. Slippery Elm shoved the Animal aside. “Hold on, Animal,” he said, “don’t make a fool of yourself. It was an accident,” and the forlorn Skeeter blessed him for the words. “Go on out,” he said to the Skeeter, “ and send in White.” Dejectedly, the Skeeter walked to the side- lines where wrapped in his blanket he made himself as inconspicuous as possible, ‘ Three times I have failed Sweetwater in a pinch,” he thought; “not even Dick Sears and the Owl can forgive this. Perhaps after all the Ani- mal is right and I am yellow.” He was so disgusted with his failure, he paid little attention to the game which had developed into one of the fiercest battles the two ancient rivals had ever fought, for it was a far different Sweetwater team that was now playing from the eleven that had started the game. The team suddenly found itself and fought for every yard like a col- lection of young wildcats, and Hull, expect- ing an easy victory, became rattled when faced by a team which, in utter disregard for safety, tore head first into well-formed inter- ference, spilling it in all directions, and burst through the line, smothering many plays be- fore they were fairly started. Five times Hull battered her way deep into Sweetwater territory, and five times Sweet- water took the ball on downs. Then Hull starting from the middle of the field launched a sixth attack that carried the ball to Sweetwater’s fifteen-yard line. Twice the Hull backs plunged into the red and gray line only to be stopped as though they had hit a stone wall. A forward pass was grounded, and then the Hull captain dropped back for a goal from the field. Suddenly, the Skeeter who, brooding over (Concluded on page 64) Be An Amateur Aviator! 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That made little difference to had been so long a creature among men that his desires for nocturnal adventure had van- ished. In the evening Toby would watch his grizzled old chum vanish in the darkness of the forest, and then lie down and sleep know- ing that with the dawn his lumbering play- fellow would be back with him again. The meadow became the grizzly’s home, if ever a grizzly had a home, and, when dawn began to light the woodlands, he would make for one of his beaten trails back to the valley. Each was a source of constant interest to the other, and, since both were by nature curious, they never tired of each other's com- pany, if animals ever are subjects of that almost entirely human failing. The bear seemed always to be studying his mammoth companion, and on many an occasion, during dull moments in their romps, he would sit up on his haunches, with his big paws crossed old-lady fashion over his bulging stomach, and stare at Toby. He pos- sessed an overmasternig curiosity concerning the elephant’s trunk, and more than once he sniffed it, or touched it in an almost gingerly fashion with his paw. He held it, however, in great respect after Toby, in one of their playful encounters, had wrapped it about his middle and swung him clear of the ground and held him helpless in the air, despite his frantic kicking and grunting. Toby. He E admired, too, the way the elephant could draw up water and then blow it out with such terrific force. Perhaps he liked that more than any other of Toby's accom- plishments, for he was forever coaxing Toby for a romp in the pool, the most delightful moment of which, to him, would be whén the elephant deluged him with water, and bowled him over with its force. He was interested, too, in the thick, wrinkly hide that clothed his huge chum instead of the, to his mind, highly essential fur. One day he stood up on his hind legs and, lean- ing one fore-paw against Toby's side, rubbed the other up and down the elephant’s flanks. The roughness of the skin evidently gave him an idea, for he got down, and, moving around to a convenient point on Toby’s hind quarter, proceeded to scrub his back against the elephant’s sturdy leg, scratching his many itchy spots, while a look of blissful contentment overspread his coun- tenance. Toby's skin was not so harsh as @ tree trunk, yet it was rough enough to be effective, and he continued to rub himself thoroughly .until Toby, slightly annoyed, put an end to it by quietly moving off. The ways of the grizzly were equally in- teresting to Toby and being in part a mimic, the elephant often tried to do some of the things that came more naturally to his agile friend. Sometimes, when the grizzly sat up on his haunches and looked at Toby, the ele- phant would sit up too. He had been trained in the circus to sit on the upturned half of a red and blue striped barrel and he always took that posture. At such moments the pair presented a strange spectacle, sitting there in the meadow staring at each other. Toby had learned, too, after much effort, to walk on his hind legs with his trunk held high in the air, and often, when the grizzly assumed that at- titude the elephant would also stand up. The grizzly’s propensity for digging never failed to arouse Toby’s enthusiasm. The bear's claw-armed paws were such handy implements that the elephant seemed fascinated by the way he used them. But one day he was treated to a real spectacle in the matter of digging, and the operation finally proved so absorbing that he took a hand in it himself. The two huge animals were aimlessly about the meadow, Toby keep- ing the flies off by uprooting great clods of grass and tossing them onto his broad back, thereby decorating himself much after the fashion of a floating island. when the grizzly suddenly gave a grunt of excitement. and rushed headlong toward a huge bank of earth and rock, at the foot of the mountain. Here he stopped and began to smell about eagerly, and Toby, after watching a moment, moved over toward him in a_ dignified manner, and began sniffing and blowing at the ground, too. Suddenly the grizzly began to dig furiously, and Toby, in the line of a veritable dirt storm thrown out by the animal’s flying paws, backed discreetly away, and moved over to a point where he could watch without being pelted with earth and flying stones. The bear seemed almost frantic in his effort to get at something in the ground. Now and then he would pause and sniff eagerly, then with a grunt he would resume his work He dug wandering BOYS’ LIFE PUULENUANUENUNULSUUENAENAUEU LEANNA wulitt PUTCO LUTOGUUTOOOU UTOOMLLOOELUTUTOOUPTOSOUCLTUUTULLITOOUU CT TUT iz with such vigor that, in a remarkably short time, he had forepaws, head and sh6ulders in the excavation. This seemed to hamper him somewhat, for he proceeded to enlarge the hole until soon it was an open pit, into which he could fit with room to spare. Still he dug, and Toby's interest increasing to the point of excitement, he moved over and stood on the brink of the excavation. The bear began re- moving large stones, some so heavy that he had to use both forepaws to lift them clear of the hole and pile them on the brink. Presently his engineering efforts were tem- porarily halted by a boulder that was too large for him to cope with. He dug around it, and loosened the dirt on every side, and pulled and tugged and strained at it, but still he could not move it. Toby watched his ef- forts until he could restrain himself no longer, He wanted to lend a hand so, getting down on his knees at the edge of the pit, he reached in with his trunk and took hold of the stone with the grizzly. Together they wrenched and strained and tugged, and before long the heavy thing was lifted out of the pit. Immediately the grizzly returned to his task, sniffing at the ground first, then digging madly again, and uttering a curious eager whimper. Dirt came out of the pit in a ver- itable shower, and Toby still watching, al- most crowded into the pit too in his eager- hess to understand it all. Suddenly several frightened squeaks were heard in the very bottom of the pit. The bear gave a grunt, and slapped right and left with his heavy paws. Toby saw a half dozen little animals, to him very ratlike in appear- ance, scrambling madly up the side of the pit. But none of them got very far, before the grizzly crushed it with his heavy forepaws. In disgust, and with a feeling a little akin to panic, Toby backed away. He never liked rats or mice. Memories lingered of the time when he was a baby and was being shipped from India in the hold of a ship, with his mother. Both were chained to the point of helplessness, and great rats played about them in the darkness and frequently gnawed the bottoms of their feet. When the voyage was finished, both were painfully lame as a result. But the grizzly had no such aversion to rodents. Of course the little animals he had dug so long and hard for were not rats. They were chipmunks; a whole family of them. He had seen one run to cover in his hole in the bank, and he had proceeded to dig out the entire family, regardless of the fact that in doing so he opened up a pit large enough to serve as the cellar for a fair sized house. And now, the work done, and the family exter- minated, he lifted out the pathetically small and bleeding remains, and proceeded to eat them, accompanied by loud crunching and smacking noises. And when he had finished, he shook his shaggy coat free of brown earth, and wiped his face with his paws. ITH such a companion as the grizzly, and with grass a-plenty, and warm Cal- lifornia sunshine to bask in, life held a full measure of happiness for the elephant in those days. India, the painful days of training, the hard life with the circus, Crooked Elbow and the fire, and even Bob Graham, were buried in remote corners of his brain and he lived each day for the pleasure that he could get out of it in company with the grizzly. Indeed, he grew to depend so much upon the fellowship of the old bear, that when the grizzly stayed over long at his night's hunt- ing, Toby, at daylight, instead of breakfasting, would scuffle over to the entrance of the shaggy fellow’s favorite trail and wait there until he saw the grizzly come shambling down. But, as often happens among humans, this friendship was destined to be shattered. And, worst of all, by one of the opposite sex. Of course, there was no bitter contest of strength and fighting ability by which method the eter- nal triangle is settled among forest folk. So far as Toby was concerned there was nothing to fight over. Nor could he understand why there should ever be any breaking up of their comradeship. Yet broken it was, much to the unhappiness of the elephant. The grizzly stayed overlong at his hunting one night; so long in fact that Toby, waiting at the end of the trail, at daylight, began to grow restless and nervous. 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As for Toby, he scrutinized the new grizzly closely. But he was not as suspicious as she was, and, after a moment, he decided to make advances, so, with a snort of pleasure, he scuffled forward, completely ignoring the growl of warning that the female bear uttered. Closer and closer he drew to the pair but with his approach, it was evident that the new bear had to exert her utmost self-control to remain there in the path of such a huge animal. Finally she could stand the strain no longer, and, with a grunt of warning, she took to the woods. For a moment Toby's grizzly pal wavered. He looked after the retreating bear, then at Toby. Plainly it was a hard pull to leave either companion. It took him several sec- onds to make up his mind just what to do, then, deliberately, but with a sheepish look, he came down on all fours, turned his back on the elephant, and shuffled off. Toby stood still and watched him go. Somehow he knew that he was watching his comrade go up the trail never to come back to him again. Ile stood motionless staring into the forest for a long time, and, as he lingered, the utter desolation of his surroundings assailed him. Without companionship, the always pleasant meadow took on a barren look. The moun- tains frowned instead of smiled. The bird calls from the woods seemed plaintive instead of happy. Not a sign of life was visible in the park save at the far end of the pool, where a single heron, standing knee deep in the water, served to accentuate the loneliness of the valley by its statuesque appearance. If Toby could have wept, assuredly he would have done so. UT the elephant was not the only crea- ture in the mountains who was suffering the pangs of loneliness, just then. Far up on the trail that the grizzlies had quit for the heavier timber, under a prospect- ing kit that was much too heavy for his tired and stooping form, plodded a dejected looking boy. There was little about his tired eyes and wan face to identify him as Bob Graham. Indeed, he was in such a deplorable physical state that in all probability he never would have recognized himself had he a mirror to reflect his image. After the fire he resolved to spend six months in prospecting and trying to make a gold strike of his own. From among the ruins of the fire he dug food and tools and got to- gether a prospector’s outfit. He managed to eatch one of several mules that had been lib- erated by the fire, and, with this as a pack horse he fared forth in the mountains. But the rigors of prospecting, rugged young ath- lete that he was, were almost too much for him to endure. More than once he found him- self worked to the point of exhaustion. Day after day he toiled, with grub growing constantly lower. And then, when there seemed to be little to look forward to and he was deep in the slough of despair, his pack mule slipped and broke her leg. sob was forced to kill her. Then he sat for a long time, dejected to the point of utter despair. He was almost afraid to try and go on. Sut he was never a coward. Shouldering as much of the mule’s burden as he could carry, he pushed on, feeling more despondent than ever before, Soon he struck a game trail that led down into a park in the mountains and, because going was easiest that way, he followed it. As he journeyed, he caught occasional glimpses of a meadow far below that gave promise of at least a pleasant place to camp that night. Down he staggered, weak and tired. Soon he reached level ground, where he came out of the woods and into one of the prettiest natural parks he had ever seen. Then he eyes and He could HERE he stopped and gasped. rubbed his hand his looked again. It was still there. not believe it, but out in the meadow, knee deep in lush grass, stood an elephant. And presently it dawned upon the boy from Los Angeles that it was Toby. 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; " had t ! ! u mr mM | MMT ! his f¢ ! | >> 1 4 9 2 At ; Pam AW, Metipom’s Hostage 2D ate pe = and 1 } (Continued from page 9) E pebbl; = had TD : haste “Me see um, Niantiks. Much trouble soon. of them? You say the village was burned?” ne Maybe when leaves on trees.” “Aye, to the ground: and a seemly Work an ‘Trouble? You mean King Philip?” too. The squaws and the children anq a —- —a ‘Aye. Him bite um nails long time. Him few young men made off as fast as they ee want um fight. Him great Sachem. Him might. I doubt they will be seen hepa of V8 got many friends. Much trouble in sum- abouts again,” he concluded, grimly. « Por dive mer.” Tanopet gazed past David as though my part, I hold that Master Lindal and “2 seeing a vision in the shadowed forest be- the rest were far’ too lenient, since they took yond. “Big war soon, but no good. English but four prisoners, they being the older men, ” win. Philip listen bad counsel. Um squaw and let all others go free. I thought to oie | Wootonekanuske tell um fight. Um Peebe Master Vernham use better wisdom, but the ' tell um fight. All um powows tell um make ‘tis well known that he has much respect for abou war. Tell um drive English into sea, no Preacher Eliot, and doubtless hearkened to ter ¥ come back here. All um lands belong Indians his intercessions. If this Eliot chooses to —_— once more. Philip um think so, too. No waste his time teaching the gospel to th jons. A New Sport for good. Wamponoags big fools. Me know.” savages, ‘tis his own affair, perchance, but ton “T hope you are mistaken, Joe, for such ‘twould be well for him to refrain from in- attir . a war would be very foolish and very wrong. terfering with affairs outside his villages bare LO - ee S That Philip has cause for complaint against Murk my words, Master David: if trouble acros the Plymouth Colony I do not doubt, but ’tis comes with Philip's Indians these bund wastrel

It is Auto-Wheel Sailing.—And my, what fun you will have when your | true, too, my father says, that he has hypocrites of Eliot's will be murdering ys and club goes in for this new amusement Attach a sail to your failed to abide by the promises he made. As in our beds so soon as they get the word.” cano for driving the English out of the country “That I do not believe,” answered PD; float cAuto-Wheel Co aster that is, indeed, an idle dream, for now that vid, stoutly. jum Tietr» aA 1 the Colonies are leagued together’ their * An’ your scalp dangles some day f “] é les é ; ag Ket é you alp angles ay from or cAuto-Wheelacoa Ss er strength of arms is too great. Not all the the belt of one of these same Praying Ip. gun ; . India Nations combine ‘oul bring that dians you will believe,” replie bi rly since The smooth-running roller-bear ings on all Auto-W heel Coaster wagons help your al e Pl ie 1 ‘ al . ‘ “A ae id rs ag hs so I I replied Obid, dryly, sl ; speed. These are the same bearings as used on the wheels of automobiles. That's | #¥oUut. lip should take warning of what = 7 , “ why the name Auto-Wheel means so much to you. happened to the Pequots forty years ago. ATHAN LINDALL returned in the af plied The hardest coasting does not harm the Auto-Wheel Coaster or Convertible “Um big war,” grunted Tanopet. “ Many 4 ternoon from Boston and heard David's beac’ Roadster. These wagons will carry a 1000-pound load and will last for years. The Indians die. Joe um little boy but um see. account of his talk with Joe Tanopet in si- ‘Tol roller-bearings will not chip or crack as old-fashioned ball-bearings do Indians um fight arrow and spear, but now lence. Nathan Lindall was a large man, and The November Auto-W he el Spokesman tells how to make a sail for your Auto- um fight guns. English mucn kind to In- well over six foot in height and broad of shoul- 1 been Wheel wagon The directions are simple Any boy can rig up a first class sail lis , 1 ~ i : er Davi : ri Z : Send for the Magazine. You 'll find sail making very interesting and Auto-Wheel dian. Um sell Om gun, um sell um bullet, ae r, and avid promised to equal him for the sailing absolutely fascinating . um sell um powder. . F size ere he stopped his growth. ces o! or hoon 7 in the Colony, § year : o t se Tal 3 rd re 2 & > : The Buffalo Sled Company and strode lightly away into the dark- am aot Mienoet up in business there. Both J Nat 131 Schenck St., ‘ ie N. Tenewanée, N. Y. ening forest, and David sought his. home, his a lis wife — - — ye . a : Altk n Canada, Preston, Ont. | It f iia 1 father and Master Vernham, and such men nytt pga age Ww "ae he ge 7. ted re : ¢ “le atc ss oc > aria an Ina f PS as z ade s way along the path that led (0 cupped sole holds you up on ee — ™ _s cng ae Stet aa the river. His musket lay in the hollow of ma . _ - gives great support to the ¢ . : 99 z - his arm and a leather bag slung about his fir the most slippery floors and are : x Th ; ; I know not. answered David, trou- shoulder helé both « aoe ‘ ical ro: e P : ° ankle muscles. [wo styles— bledly. “And yet it seems to me that a P Hie e bs . sai or goa and ry m surfaces. It is so springy and regular and athletic—the lat- gentler policy were better. It may be that ing Sake ak cee ee eo “ath Th live that it puts extra speed ter lacing to the toe cap. re Menges ee ee oo through the forest of pines and _ hemlocks, of into your feet for all sorts of W rite for the name of the “Aye, but trustworthy friends, not these a sae ee eee ae "y sports and games. dealer in your city. poe god mag eae ae with one hand to excite interest and the visit to his uncle : and hide a Knife in tother- ; and cousin would be delightful, for he and A nae Lang me, —. what - the — Ralph, who was two years his elder, were that father and Master Vernham are tak- firm friends, and the infrequent occasions ra Beacon Falls Rubber Shoe Company ing ° Boston? Surely _— will not exe- spent with his cousin were the iment enjoyable ov cute them on such poor evidence!” of his life. Presently the path ended at the ot Dept. F, Beacon Falls, Conn. “Nay,” grumbled Obid, “they will doubt- bank of the river, here aon and swift and mi

less be sold into the West Indies.” today swollen with the spring freshets. Con- cit “Sold as slaves? A hard sentence me- cealed under the trees nearby lay a bark pr canoe and a pair of paddles, and David s00D ’ m thinks. And the women and children, what

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The Boy’ Scouts Magazine had the craft afloat and, his gun and bag at nis feet, was guiding it down the stream. At noon, then well below the settlement at Watertown, David turned toward the shore and ran the bow of the canoe up on a Tittle pel bbly beach and ate the bread and meat he had brought. Then, because there was no naste needed and because the sunshine was warm and pleasant, he leaned back and dreamily wi atched the white clouds float over- head, borne on a_ gentle southwesterly preeze. David's dreaming was presently dis- turbed by the faint but unmistakable sirish of paddles and he raised his head just as a canoe rounded a turn down-stream. HE craft held three Indians, of whom two, paddling at bow and stern, were naked to the waist save for beads and amulets worn about the neck. The one who sat in the cen- ter was clothed in a garb that combined pic- turesquely the Indian and the English fash- ions. Deerskin trousers, a shirt of blue cot- ton cloth and a soft leather jacket made his attire. He wore no ornaments, nor was his pare head adorned in any way. <A musket lay across his knees. Before him were several pundles. At sight of David he raised a hand and then spoke to his companions and the canoe left the middle of the stream and floated gently toward the marge. David jumped eagerly from his own craft. ‘“Pikot!” he called joyfully. “I had be- gun to think you were lost: ‘Tis moons since I saw you last.” “The heart sees when the eyes cannot,” re- plied the Indian, smiling, as he leaped to the beach and shook hands. “ Often I have said, ‘Tomorrow I will take the Long Marsh trail and visit my brother David,’ but there has been much work at the village all through the winter, and the tomorrows I sought did not come. I have something to say to you, David. Come a little way along the shore where it may not be overheard.” David followed, viewing admiringly the straight, slim figure of his friend. Mona- pikot was a Pegan Indian. The Pegans were one of the smaller tribes of the Aben- akis who lived southward in the region of Chaubunagunamog. He was perhaps three years David’s senior and had bdeen born at Natick in the Village of the Praying Indians. Although scarcely more than a lad in years, he was already one of Master Ellot’s most trusted disciples and had recently become a teacher. He spoke English well and could read it fairly. He and David had _ been friends ever since shortly after the latter's arrival in that vicinity, at which time David had been a boy of nine years and Pikot twelve. They had hunted together and lost themselves together in the Long Marsh and had the usual adventures and misadventures falling to the lot of boys whether they be white or red. For the last three years, though, Pikot’s duties had held him closer to the village and their meetings had been fewer. HE Indian was a splendid looking youth, tall and straight—for which David had once dubbed him Straight Arrow—with hard, lean muscles and a gracefulness that was like the swaying litheness of a panther. His features were exceptional for one of a tribe not usual- ly endowed with good looks, for his forehead was broad, his eyes well apart and his whole countenance indicated nobility. His gaze was direct and candid, and, which was un- usual in his people, his mouth curved slight- ly upward at the corners, giving him a less grave expression than most Indians showed. Perhaps David had taugh him to laugh, or, at least, to smile, for he did so frequently. “When we were little,” began Pikot after Mayflower (Concluded TEU el in white marble from which a flight of steps lead to the hill beyond, is being erected. The water front in the vicinity of Ply- mouth Rock has been built upon for years past with docks and sheds. All these will be removed and the shore line restored with in- telligent sympathy to its original appear- ance. Could the Mayflower passengers return to Plymouth they would doubtless recognize the shore of their first landing. The scene of the original graveyard where many of the Pilgrims were buried during the first bleak winters has been neglected. <A Toad runs through a portion of it and many modern buildings have encroached upon it. The ground will be restored. The town hall of Plymouth will also be restored and its ancient wooden facade will be duplicated in permanent stone. STATUE of Massasoit, the Indian chief famous in Mayflower history, will be Taised by the Red Men of America on the hill Overlooking the harbor, together with many other markers and statues. A number of per- Manent memorials will be raised in other cities throughout the country. Two such projects are planned for New York, one a monument to be erected in Battery Park they had placed a hundred strides between them and the two Indians in the canoe, “ you brought me safe from the water of the Great Pond when I would have drowned, albeit you were younger and smaller than I, my brother.” “Yea, ‘tis true, Pikot, but the squirrel is ever more clever than the woodchuck, Be- sides, then the woodchuck snared himself in a sunken tree root and having not the sense to gnaw himself free must needs call on the squirrel for aid.” Pikot assented, but did not smile at the other’s nonsense. Instead, he laid one slim bronze-ted hand against his heart. “ You saved the life of’ Monapikoet and he does not forget. Some day he will save the life of David just so.” “What? Then I shall keep out of the water, Straight Arrow! I doubt not you would bring me ashore as I brought = but suppose you happened not to be by? Nay, I'll take no risks, thank you!” “TI know not in what way you will be in danger,” answered the Pegan gravely. ‘ But thrice I have dreamed the same dream, and in the dream ’tis as I have told.” “Methinks your dreams smack of _ this witchcraft of which we hear so much of late,” said David slyly, “and belong not to that religion that you teach, Pikot.” “No, for the Bible tells much of dreams. Did not Joseph, when sold by his wicked brothers, in Egypt tell truly what meant the dreams of the great King? My people in such way tell their dreams to the powows, and the powows explain them. It may be that dreams are the whisperings of the Great Spirit. But listen, my brother, to a matter that is of great moment. Fifteen days ago your father and Master Vernham made cap- tive four Indians and took them to Boston where they now wait judgment of the Court. One is named Nauseuwah, a young brave who is a son of Woosonametipom, whose lands are — by the Lone Hill.” 3ut my father thinks that they are aan ain Pikot.” “Nay, they are Wade husetts. Nausauwah quarreled with Woosonametipom and came hither in the fall with four tens of his people. He is a lazy man and thought to find food amongst the English. Now, albeit the Sachem Woosonametipom did not try to hinder Nausauwah from leaving the lodge of his people, he is angry at what he has heard and says that he will come with all his warriors to Boston and recover his son, That is but boasting, for albeit he is a_ great Sachem and has many warriors under him, and can count on the Quaboags to aid him, mayhap, he would not dare. But he has sworn a vengeance against these who have taken his son, and I fear he will seek to harm your father and Master Vernham. Do not ask me where I have learned this, but give warning to your father and be ever on your guard.” “Thank you, Straight Arrow. My father and Master William Vernham, though, had no more to do with the taking of this Nausauwah than many others. It but so happened that they were chosen to convey the captives to the authorities in Boston.” “Go not abroad alone, David, and see that the house be well secured at nightfall. The Wadchusetts are forest Indians and swift and sly, and I fear for your safety. It would be well to travel back in company with an- other, or else to take a party of Indians with you and see that they be armed with guns. Should Woosonametipom’s braves learn of your journey I fear they would make the most of it. I would I could stay by you, but I must go on my way at once.” (To be Continued in December Boys’ LIiFp.) 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Bonfire took the turn at a sharp angle, shutting his eyes for a moment his sled ran on one runner, and leaning inward till half his body was over the It seemed to him the sled would never right itself again. But it did. With a welcome clank, the soaring iron came back to the surface. When they straightened out once more, be- yond the turn, he was a full length ahead. Ile was going like the wind now. The dis- tance between pursued and pursuer was being eaten up in great bounds. If only he had a little more time! If only the railroad track, with its fatal turn beyond, were a little farther away! Mingled with the iron-shod runners came loud, long, mournful, He what it was. Perhaps Peter’s was sending out that doleful wail. a flash, came the explanation. its the and upon the first dropped his fran- Peter and link as side. scratch-scratch of the another sound — wondered vaguely sled behind Then, like It was the whistle of an engine. A train was coming over the railroad track. If the child on the sled crashed into it — In a frenzy of alarm, Bonfire lifted the forepart of his sled from the surface. It skewed and tipped. One runner creaked omi- nously. Forcing himself to think only of the business of steering, he flung it back on the trail, till the once more, He could see the railroad now. A scant half-mile away a heavy freight train was ploughing forward toward the intersection of runners pointed dead ahead trail and track. And as nearly as he could ealculate, runaway sled and engine would reach it together. ‘I must catch it before it track!” he told himself. “*I must! The ice-drive filled his mouth as he spoke, half choking him, Already his eyes were en- the gets to crusted with a film of frozen sleet, and ob- jects ahead were blurring into an indistinct white mass. For the first time, too, he began to realize the doubt that he might reach the child in time. A cowardly desire to swerve into the snow-bank at one side, as he had done with the bob, fought for a place in his mind. He knew now that he could never pull up even before they reached the railroad track. But he fought back the temptation. “‘A “*is brave. A ” he told himself, brave, A scout is brave.’ ‘The Boy Scouts of Lakeville High,’ Quirk, published by Little, scout,’ ”’ scout is From by Leslie W. Brown & Co. “ WHAT BIRD IS THAT?” Before a leaf unfolds or a flower spreads petals, even before the buds swell, and while yet there is snow on the ground, the birds tell us that spring is at hand. The Song Sparrow sings “ Spring, spring, spring, sunny days are here;” the Meadowlark blows his fife, the Downy rattles his drum, and its i TMNT INTIMA Me: of Grackles of Red-wings scarlet epaulets, go trooping by. ceeding three months, in company after tening black coats, company and in glis- with For the sue- orderly array, the feathered army files by, each member of jt at his appointed time, whether he comes from the adjoining State or from below the equator. The true bird student will now pass every available moment afield, eagerly watching for the return of old friends and more eagerly still for possible new ones. But enjoyment of this yearly miracle should not be left only to the initiated. We need not be or. nithologists to be thrilled when the Robin’s song in March awakes long silent echoes, or the Thrasher’s solo rings loud and clear on an April morning, The Catbird singing from near his last year’s home in the thickening shrubbery, the House Wren whose music bub- bles over between bustling visits to an oft- used bird-box, the Chimney Swift twittering cheerily from an evening sky, may be heard without even the effort of listening, and each one, with a hundred others, brings us a message if we will but accept it. And I make no fanciful statement when I say that it is a message we can ill afford to lose, From “© What Bird Is That,’ by Frank M., Chapman, published by D. Appleton & Co. THE BOY’S BOOK It is OF THE WORLD WAR one of the main principles of inter- national politics that no single nation must be allowed to grow too powerful, since, if she does so, she becomes a menace to all the smaller nations around her. To counteract this menace, whenever it has occurred, the threatened nations have formed an _ alliance among themselves, agreeing mutually to help any one of their number which may be en- dangered. Such an alliance may be stronger than one big Power, in which case the latter has al- Ways endeavored to maintain her position of control by alliance with some other Power. This diplomatic manipulation of con- tinues of itself until all the available nations are aligned on one side or on the other. Thus all alliances and ententes have been formed. When the World War was brewing, a num- ber of such alliances were in force in Europe There was an offensive and defensive alliance forces between Germany and Austria, in which Aus- tria was Germany’s tool. There was a de fensive, but not offensive, alliance between Germany, as the “ ment A secret Austria and Italy; this was known unholy ” Triple Alliance. An agree- existed between Germany and Bulgaria. understanding had been established between Germany and Turkey. Thus Ger- many, Austria, Italy, Bulgaria and Turkey were linked together, the Italian participation being purely of a defensive character, a fact which had much to do with the later diplo- conduct of the war. On the’ other side, there was the Dual Al- liance, offensive and defensive, between France and Russia; this was an absolute és- sential if the peace of Europe were to be preserved, for it meant that any hostile action by Germany or Austria would be countered by combined opposition on both the eastern and western frontiers. There was also a naval agreement between France and England, which however, was not a technical alliance and on which France could not depend in case of war. There was a secret pact between Eng- land and Russia, which did not become off- cially known until the storm-clouds of the World War had gathered. The cementing of these three agreements created what was known as the Triple Entente. matic These alliances were all-important in the World War. Every diplomatic move centered around them. To understand their relations, one to the other, it is necessary to show how they came into existence. There was neither generosity nor altruism in the older type of diplomacy. All alliances were made and all wars were waged either to gain a desired end or to defend what had already been won. One side must always be the aggressor. From “ The Boy's Book of the World War,” by Francis Rolt-Wheeler, published by Lath- rop, Lee and Shepherd. “ BRUCE” The all-important message was fastened in place. The colonel himself went to the edge XUM we lee shC eo ame A 2a ea

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of the traverse, and with his own arms lifted the eighty-pound collie to the top. There was tenderness as well as strength in the lifting arms. <As he set Bruce down on the brink, the colonel said, as if speaking to a fellow-human: “T hate to do it, old chap. I hate to! There isn’t one chance in three of your get- ting all the way up the hill alive. But there wouldn’t be one chance in a hundred for a man. The boches will be on the lookout for just this move. And their best sharpshooters will be waiting for you—even if you dodge the shrapnel and the rest of the artillery. J’m sorry! And—good-by.” Then, tersely, he rasped out the command: Sruce! Headquarters! Headquarters! Quick!” At a bound, the dog was gone. Breasting the rise of the hill, Bruce set off at a sweeping run, his tawny-and-white mane flying in the wind. A thousand eyes, from the Here-We-Come trenches, watched his flight. And as many eyes from the German lines saw the huge collie’s dash up the coverless slope. Scarce had Bruce gotten fairly into his stride when the boche bullets began to sing— not a desultory little flurry of shots, as be- fore; but by the score, and with a murderous earnestness. When he had appeared, on his way to the trenches, an hour earlier, the Germans had opened fire on him, merely for their own amusement—upon the same merry principle which always led them to shoot at an Ally war-dog. But now they understood his all-important mission; and they strove with their best skill to thwart it. A fast-running dog is not an easy mark for a bullet—especially if the dog be a collie, with a trace of wolf-ancestry in his gait. A dog, at best, does not gallop straight ahead as does a horse. There is almost always a side- wise lilt to his run. Bruce was still further aided by plowed condition of the hillside. fAagain he had to break his stride, to leap some shell-hole. Often he had to encircle such holes. More than once he bounded headlong down into a gaping crater and scrambled up its far side. These erratic moves, and the nine-hundred-yard distance (a distance that was widening at every second) made the sharpshooters’ task anything but an exact science. Mahan’s gaze followed the dog's every step. Bruce had cleared more than three-fourths of the slope. The top-sergeant permitted him- self the luxury of a broad grin. “Tll buy Vivier all the red-ink wine he can gargle, next pay-day!” he vowed. ‘“ He was dead right about the dog. No bullet was ever molded that can get—” ‘*The swine!” he roared. “ The filthy, un- sportsmanly, dog-eating Prussian’ swine! They're turning machine- guns on him!” From “ Bruce,’ by Albert Payson Terhune, published by BE. P. Dutton & Co. the shell- Again and The following stories which have appeared serially in Boys’ LiFe during the past year are now published in book form: “JiM Morse, GOLD HUNTER” (“JIM Morse —ADVENTURER”), by Allan Dunn—Small, Maynard & Co. “CURLY AND THE AZTEC GOLD,” Ames—Century Co. “THE SILVER PRINCE,” —D. Appleton & Co. “REDDY BRANT,” by W. C. Co. “AT THE SIGN OF THE Two HEROES,” by Adair Aldon—Century Co. “TAKE Ir FrRoM Dap” (“Norv IN i by Joseph B. by Edward L. Bacon Tuttle—Century THE CUR-

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They produce rich, sweet, powerful tones, imitating band in- struments that take years of study and practice to learn to play. tf you can hum, talk or sing you and your friends can become expert Song-o-Phone players right away, and play anything from the good old songs to the most popular hits. Song-o-Phones are delighting thousands Send right away for booklet and full particulars about these wonder- ful, inexpensive instruments. At all musical instrument dealers, department stores and toy shops, or write for free Booklet. The Sonophone earey 37 S. Ninth St.,16-F, Brooklyn, N. National Council Official News (Concluded counted on in this important publie service and it is up to every scout to see that in his daily conduct he lives up to his best knowl- edge of safety first laws. It is a splendid thing to know what to do in case of accident or disaster. It is perhaps an even better thing to prevent such accident or disaster from occurring. SCOUTS ERECT MOHAWK VILLAGE URING the Eastern States Exposition, September 18- and held at Springfield, Mass.., 26, a Mohawk Village was set up oc- cupied by scouts. These scouts were chosen from the ten different states that make up the Exposition, four from each state and rep troops not under council, and Scouts as well as first and second The village was erected by the Springfield Scout Officials and Scouts, all in- cident expenses being met by the Eastern States Exposition in co-operation with the Junior Achievement Bureau. The village was designed to serve as a vehicle for informing the public concerning the Boy Scout program and to furnish inspiration to scouts and scout resenting Pioneer class councils. officials with reference to Indian life and Scouting in general. Y \ MODEST LIFE SAVER COUT Harold O'Neill of Seattle saved the WW life of a small six year old swimmer who fell into the water when fishing off a dock. The child had been in the water five minutes and was beneath the surface when O'Neill got there and plunged in, finding the unconscious victim, bringing him to shore and adminis tering the resuscitation methods he had learned in his scout life-saving class. The doctor who was called declares that the scout did his job in the best possible ‘manner and undoubtedly saved the child's life. All the scout himself had to say was—*“ Gee whiz! It wasn't much. But I'm glad it happened, ‘cause it was the first chance I ever had to try what I've learned in the Boy Scouts.” AND ANOTHER COUTMASTER D. C. BURD, pastor of the W North Haledon Presbyterian Church, and nner meni (Concluded from nin his disgrace had seen the field through a mist of tears, little realizing what was happening, sprang to his feet and broke the silence that had settled over the crowd by shrilling at the top of his lungs, “ Block that kick! Oh, please, somebody block it!” Then sank back on the bench, ashamed. The ball was snapped, but the frenzied Sweetwater line tore through, and big King, the left tackle, leaping high in the air, beat down the ball as it left the Hull captain's foot, and the ever watchful Slippery Elm picking it up tore down the field to Hull's twenty-five-yard line. As the teams were lining up, keeper warned Sweetwater that only half a minute left to play. took the ball on a quarterback tackled for no gain, a delayed budge the Hull line, a forward pass was grounded, then as time was taken out for an injury to a Hull player, the coach paused in his wa'k up and down the sidelines and looked squarely at the Skeeter. Wild eyed, the Skeeter sprang to his feet. “Oh, let me go in,” he pleaded. “Tl kick it. It’s our only chance—It’s my only chance.” The coach nodded, and an instant later he time was the there The Animal run but was pass failed to restless Toby and His Pal (Concluded from Till the elephant’'s flanks affectionately. Never in all his life had he been so pleased to see a Toby at that mo- creature as he was to see ment. “Toby, old boy, this is just wonderful. I —I—gosh, but it’s great. You're glad to see me too, aren't you? Bet you've been lonesome up here. What I can't is how in the dickens you ever got here. You sure picked out a whale of a place to camp in though,” said Bob, as he surveyed the meadow. “Hello. What's this? Been diggin’ a cel- lar for a house, Toby?” he exclaimed as he eaught sight of a high bank of raw earth and rocks, dug out some time since by the grizzly. “Nope. I reckon you didn’t do that. Looks like the work of a grizzly. Did you see him, Tob, ol’ boy? Wonder how you and a grizzly would hitch? Bet you’d—you'd—Great Scott! What's this? Quartz or I'm a monkey. Quartz and its loaded with—. :” see By Jiminy! from The Gamect Kid pave 28) Scout Albert Klaner of Troop No. 1, North Haledon, are on a 10,000 mile hike through the United States, touring by bicycle, train, or afoot. They are making it a genuinely educational affair, visiting points of interest along the way. They climbed Pike’s Peak and went through the Kerber mines at Bonanza. They are visiting scout councils along the way. Scout Klaner is a life and Star scout. A SCOUT BAND TRAVELS ( Il. CITY has a scout band of nearly sixty which it highly approves. As a pieces reward for the scouts’ extensive services dur- ing the war and for their faithful general community betterment work, Oil City financed a two weeks’ trip for the whole band last summer including visits to Washington, Phil adelphia, Harrisburg and other cities. The band was entertained most hospitably by scouts and scout leaders all along the way. It arrived at Indiana, Pa., just in season to assist in the Indiana County Scout Cam- paign and was the official musical organiza- tion selected to welcome Senator Warren G. Harding on his return from the Chicago convention. ANOTHER WORD FROM BELGIUM HE Boy Scouts of Belgium have at their headquarters a special department having to do with international relations. They send us their cordial greetings and promise to send their publications regularly to the Na- tional Council Headquarters. They add that it will be their duty and pleasure to offer their hospitality to all troops or scouts who visit Belgium and solicit correspondents among American Boy Scouts. A CORRECTION N the September Boys’ Lire reference was made to a scout who won applause at a luncheon by giving credit to his scoutmaster for his own prowess in Scouting. The scout’s name was given as Cyril McDermott, whereas it should have been John Prest. 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From a great distance he heard voices, and opening his eyes he saw he was lying with his head in the Animal's lap, while Slippery Elm was squeezing Water from a big sponge onto his face, and the rest of the battered team was standing around him grinning. “Did it go over?” he asked, but before onto the Sweet- was swept maelstrom of answer he howling they could shoulders of a water rooters. As he bobbed past the Sweetwater the two seniors whom he had overheard he was yellow as he passed them on the way to the gym after practice one afternoon point- ed toward him. ‘* That's Robinson,” he heard one say to his sister. “ He won the game. He’s the gamest kid in Sweetwater.” stand, say Page 59) Bob grabbed up first one piece of stone and then another and examined each closely. Then he jumped down into the excavation and be- gan digging with his hands. Presently he climbed out and got a pick and shovel, and for half an hour he worked frantically. 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Harrison Ave. FOREIGN PACKETS 50 diff. 10c, 100 diff 30c, 200 diff. 300 diff. 90c, 500 diff. $1.50 Approval Sheets sent on application WILBERT P. BLACKBURN 831 East Main Street Lexington, Ky. 2??? **GOZINTA’’ 2??? Quality “‘gozinta’’ our packets. sets and approvals. Send 5c for 14 page book of stamp bargains. We will include a good stamp. Stamp printed on map to boys who buy stamps from our profit sharing Stamps COMPANY Bellevue, Pa. 60c, approvals. THE STAMP SHOPPE Allen Sears, Mgr. Little Rock, Arkansas All for | 20 diff. stamps from 20 diff. coun- tries, 10 diff. unused stamps, 2 Cc Malay States (Tigers). Please note new address. FOYE STAMP COMPANY 1614 Woodmere Ave. Detroit, Michigan 17 varieties free to applicants for our popular approvals. 50% discount, 2c postage. 1000 American Hinges, 15c. Set Austria 200-211, 25c. JAMES STAMP COMPANY Bowman, North Dakota ~~ XUM

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What These Pictures Show thing to building a real motive machines, A — Chassis of the | Model No. 12. See the big, strong motor, B—Front wheel 0 ave strong steering knuck- have strong straight ahead, outdoors. Some have sliding- tiul gears, just like real cars. “ast geurs on rear axle.

les; just like a big car. C—Gear shift control lever on all Models except No. 8. D—Sliding-gear Transmission and ‘‘big- 12. car’’ Differential of Model No. S TRUCTO

You'll never get tired playing with a STRUCTO auto because you can Crank the motor, shift the gears, ** throw make it run like a regular car. hrov her in high,” and off she goes! These toys keep boys interested and fasci- nated. First you build it; and that’s mighty interesting sport. Then you run it; and then the fun begins. Look at all these dandy models. Read the specifications for each one. They’re all the newest types of automobiles, trucks and tractors. Each one comes complete in a box with everything needed to build it, even a screw driver and wrench. Start your Christmas list now with the one you're going to get. Tell all the folks a STRUCTO Auto Builder Outfit is what you want! Look at the Department, at the Outfits in the Toy at any store that sells good toys.

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MARKSMAN’S MEDAL THIS WINTER AVE you taken up target practice on an indoor rifle range? Do you know that it is one of the safest, finest and best of Winter sports for boys? Are you practicing now to shoot for your Marksman medal and diploma? Thousands of fellows—many who receive a Win- chester for Christmas—will start the Winter as members of the Winchester Junior Rifle Corps. They will shoot indoors, on an official 50-foot range, under supervision of an adult Instructor appointed by National Headquarters. And a whole lot of them will win their first medal and the rank of Marksman long before Spring comes. Others will win higher honors. Why not be one of them? Start today. Go tothe hardware or sporting goods dealer in your commu- nity who sells Winchester Guns and Ammunition. Buy a Winchester .22 caliber Rifle, if you need one. Model **.04” there is a Winchester to It need not be expensive suit every boy’s pocket, and they all shoot alike, having the same boring and same quality of steel in the barrel. Get some Winchester Cartridges, some paper targets and an instruction book—then off to the range and try for a medal! If your dealer cannot put you in touch with a Local Unit of the W. J. R. C. that has an indoor range, fill in and mail the coupon below for complete instructions. os aes oe oe oe oe oe —CUT OUT COUPON— — — —- —-—- — — T whnchester Repeating Arms Company, New Haven, Conn., U. S. A. | Gentlemen: | I would like to join a Winchester Junior Rifle Corps Unit for. boys. Please put me in touch with National Headquarters | of this organization, who will send me a free booklet containing | full instructions. | PO OTE POT OPT EN OY CTT TTT eee TT Tee te WINCHESTER REPEATING ARMS CO. --* NEW HAVEN, CONN., U. S.A. THE WILLIAMS PRINTING COMPANY, NEW YORK YIM