Boys' Life 1920-12: Vol 10 Iss 12

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THE BOY SCOUTS’ MAGAZINE, THE BIGGEST MAGAZINE IN THE WORLD FOR BOYS DECEMBER 1920 PRICE 20 CENTS ‘The Out-of-Doors Adventure Magazine for Boys

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Boys’ LIFE THE BOY SCOUTS’ MAGAZINE Vol. X, No. 12 December, 1920 HJ HALLAUULLALULUUL EL UULNULALL LNA ULLALLLE “he Out-of-Door Adventure Magazine for Boys eT TTI MM eM UMMM MMMM LMU MUTT I} have decided quite firmly that on this page to play ball or start a seascout ship. Hello, we'll just we'll not say Merry Christmas because we have Ou D Sh be do that with our Ship o’ Dreams, take a ball team that’s said it in one way or another on nearly every r ream 1p laid up for the winter. Seascouting is all team work. other page in the book. Seascouting needs a specialist in The thing we want to talk most each one of nine positions. After about is something that just took all, what is baseball but the billet hold of us last night and like Finni- system on a diamond? gan’s buil dog, wont let go even J A coxswain ought to captain, though we have tried to shake probably a shortstop. A messman pepper in his nose to make him ought to serve them piping hot, right sneeze. What’s the big idea? Just over the plate. A catcher—oh hum, “See” =6— Jn. = errreerr rrr rT er +++++.Charles S, Chapman ‘ 1e > hi for baker £. this. Suestinpioas negueeteer ile Came ~4 shall we use him for baker, or sig- P Verse by Clark E. Schurman nalman? Well, we'll man our ship Our Dream Ship ,The Pioneer Tree...... RR eon gh oe ye hee aay A. Wilder 5 from the other end; a sailmaker is , _ 4 cor 0) AY szestte P vp . . , “0 We were reading Henry V_ last , The Message to Wiederhold. Story................00: Edward L. Bacon 6 a left fielder. He’s a terrific batter ight: rving to read it. Our eyes Illustrated by J. M. Clement and he gathers them in just sasy! night ; try ‘ ; | 4 The Gordon Kid and the Leprechaun. Story.............. John R. Neill 8 al a J erkens : 2, travelled down the pages yut Illustrated by the Author And a ship smith, a freckle-faced hardly a word registered on our The Spirit of the Wilderness. Story................... Brewer Corcoran 10 ship smith, with a heavy hammer— “ . . os cS Iilustrated by Harold Anderson P ’ ' , mind, Instead that persistent sea- ee eer ere Belmore Browne 12 put in the center fielder. scout chanty, the one we published _ _ dItustrated by Charles Livingston Bull A waterman must be a_ good . . : | » tne aan. kent BEot ie the Crrricmbnthe oo c ccicescccvcsecedecsccsccees C6GthL - oc *¢ ws a in Boys’ Lire a long time ago, kep Illuxtrated by Judy Collins swimmer and life saver. Give it to tumbling through our head: SA Chatesmnan th mn Taiier Game co6cicc 65-0 svcccdvessonctcs Arthur F. Rice 15 the second baseman. Now, a handy- : t Illustrated by Enos B. Comstock ‘ a ve an ? ¢ d Posty Beet AD BOR Bsc cv cccecctcctcsccscecscccs Charles A. Hoyt 16 man, by yeoman : “To my way-ay, and yea, yea, Th R sewneres d by Leslie Crump “We've been wondering along We're bound away for many a day. Sa “Tiiuctrated by doseph Backs a tates lh aac veg this same line ourselves,” says the A seascout is a good scout Dic Weert GO. GOs ccc icasewadaccsccchksascdscs Edward Leonard 20 coxswain., . . . ” Illust ‘ l Jouglas D 2 “y ” . So give us our sea way. The Prayer Rugs. See... pa ad cinta tmetingiiong eae Denzil C. Lees 22 Yes,” says the signalman. * Here 5 es by W. H. Lawrence and Henry C. Pitz we are, a pretty decent bunch; : Y i . _ Metipom’s Hostage. GU 6 no scbb.ccccdecocusess Ralph Henry Barbour 24 -cems ‘ age ae 7 It was a rough night for Shake gieates io tac. sea messman and baker have a lot of speare. We were just going to tuck old EEE CES PEP LOR ELLE OL APE Ee 26 native ability. Old Utility,—1 alas . . . 1¢ . Scouting Section: 7 P , — . Henry V. back on the book shelf when Xi ans Coe OMe... on mean Handyman can build a the draught sort of blew the pages Short Story Contest. ‘* Wilderness Law”’..Scout Charles Wm. Isbill 30 house, but its a little early for the ape f The » he it. ight Illustrated by Bob Fink nesting “as re j ‘ 7: ‘part - ind Phe ” et had it R . The World Brotherhood of Boys.................0008- E. O’Connor 30 esting season to get him at li there in glowing print we saw it all. When You Grow Up—Safety Engineer?.........cccccececccecccecee 32 I was born to climb in rigging; and Commtructimg @ Leese COUmler. .... 6s. cccccccccccccsacses E. K. Jones 32 Yeoman will pine awav if ‘re’s no National Council Official News.............. ccevaaee James E. West 34 anneres — oy ‘) wr there si “Play with your fancies! How to Make a Scout Bob...... " peanonennesonnenteyrse Dan Beard 36 dues to collect until Spring. ae 8 saictteatiian salhcaealliam John Burroughs on Nature’s Trail...... MCR hata tape tees CO “As I was saving,” continued the See, in hempe a rigG'ng> Pops of Popular Science...........+seeeeees és e0ce news F. A. Collins 42 cme ee sition AF Rie Ship boys climbing! Model Airplane Department........... cocceels BM Colles @ coxswain, trying to shrivel the tow- : \ ine oo See. LACMsee SET RAN eRha ws ey oe ee 44 ‘ | headed signalman as one will joy n the Scout Cave PR TET ee e Cave Scout 46 : : _ i. ss “ee “We It just crvstalized the whole “Newest Books for Boys”....+........+.F. K. Mathiews 59 in withering his best friends—* We thing, so to speak We'd been ONES 5c sisvertiacdacnnarenesereanedmaaad Kent B. Stiles would like to buckle into something g, Ss Ss "TK. 4 “= ° ‘ , e A ) different and your seascout idea dreaming of the ideal scout troop. ’ e 5 om 2 - 2 of course, we don’t know anything rhe troop composed of fellows who , 4 s , about it—but, what do you say fel- always did the right things at the ‘ ne ts, ‘ ri ht time. Then Shakespeare ive lows? I savy this is a likely place to us a hunch. Why not let Aa fancies ste — Published Monthly by the Boy Scouts meet, and I’ve always wanted to *' = : ake a gr *t and play? If we could ee" of America, _ —" un . : ve a pirate. ave al deal \ i ; -_ heel — = ae 200 Fifth Ave., New York City We oniecsiend. ‘Ot i 4 4 aaa . . » = fellows. Not from us have a_ perfect dream troop. “ And hempen g. Sure. Let’s make it a seascout troop—a ship—a dream ship there, that’s how the whole thing started. That Crew of Ours W E LL take nine good-sized fel- lows. It takes nine ID WOODROW wil SON Honorary President WILLIAM H. TAFT Honorary Vice-President DANIEL CARTER BEARD Honorary Vice-President and Nat'l Scout Cemmissioner W. G. McADOO Honorary Vice-President COLIN H. LIVINGSTONI President GEORGE D JAMES E. WEST Chief Scout Executive Editorial Board WILLIAM D. MURRAY HENRY VAN DYKI FRANK PRESBREY PRATT ,Treas - 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, 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 eke Mexico and Cuba. Canadian postage is 25c. and foreign postage 50c. a vear wy what you have said, but from what you are not saying. Per- haps we can’t say it for you—but. 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 Circulation Manager GEO. G. LIVERMORE HERE is thing pretty fine about nine fellows teamin g together; hands busy with boat building, sail mak- ing, ditty (Concl’d on page 68) some- sewing, SS XUM

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TT ast t’s rk. in ter let in, an ht ed XUM cline The Boy Scouts’ Magazine A ef, Ga’ “ee the , Just like Big Brother’s Motorcycle It will be a lucky Christmas for the boy who gets an INDIAN Bicycle. And it will be a happy New Year too because nothing gives a boy greater pleasure than the com- panionship of a good bicycle. The INDIAN Bicycle is built with the same care that has made INDIAN Moto- cycles the best machines on earth. It has the same beauty of design, the same easy- running qualities and the same rugged strength. And its color is the world- famous INDIAN red. Better see that Dad or Mother has a talk with the nearest INDIAN dealer. Tell them that an INDIAN Bicycle is a pal that every real boy should have. Department 28 Hendee Manufacturing Company Springfield, Mass. SFndian Bicycle ©

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Whem the SparkKle’s On Oh we've learned to know the forests, “Bark, leaves, flowers, fruit or scent,” Munched the sassafras and beech leaf, Cooled beneath a dogwood tent. We have tapped the sap in Springtime, Shook the shagbark in the Fall. Made a willow withe to whis Rolled the birch for cow-moose Oh, we've learned a lot more wood-lore Than the scouting test requires. We have hiked up hills through hemlocks Skied past spruce and cedar spires, We have bunked beneath the balsam, Lit with stars and trimmed with snow And we've nestled in the needles While the pine-tops murmured low. Snow But for all we've learned of wood-lore, And some Latin names we know, We go back to childhcod’s language. When the sparkle’s on the snow, Then we're out to range the hillsides In a hunt for symmetry, Then the fairest and the finest, Is the species, Christmas Tree. Clark Elbert Schurman. BOYS’ LIFE

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HE evergreen’ is the 2 HE pines were no longer the oldest tree in our By James A. Wilder pions of man. In the deep J woods, and one of the shadows there lurked a_ horrible y most ancient inhabitants of the earth. (Pine Tree Jim) death and the boys of the time dreaded the longest . It was the pine that first learned to grow and if night of the year, just as ours looked forward flourish when the frozen earth was beginning to Chief Sea Scout to it. emerge from her mile deep mantle of ice, in What has this to do with Christmas? you ask. that age which is called the Pleistocene. The pine (and her Did the birth of Christ stop all these things? cousins) then covered the whole of Europe, buried deep in the swamps is the proof of it. It was the doughty pine that crept along the edge of those meiting mountains, on the very fringe of the glaciers receding before the warming rays of the sun. Botanically the pine is the old man of the woods. To this day he shoves along close to the ice on the timberline, for none is so hardy gs the ‘Pathfinder. Time when the dark 4 shadows of his branches sheltered flitting shapes of what ; have since become men and women. It was the commonest tree and our poor half-crawling, snarling and = scrapping ran on his “hind legs.” did our common ancestor, but he could climb if he wanted to, and swung about in the branches of the pine, using the needles, as scouts do, for a soft bed. Did he come to love the pine? Certainly, for can we explain the feeling we have for it? Pioneer, was

ancestor lived in its deep recesses. He how else otherwise he would have disappeared from the earth like the Dinausaur, a lizard so big that he couldn't get out of his own way and lay down and died. But man and the pine started off together—and here they are tonight. We find the chipped stone hatchets, hammers and knives, (for his wood carvings, baskets, paddles and clubs have rotted away), among the roots of the old pines where he lost them, thousands of F It certainly would seem as if these pine trees and the regard we hold them in, have their roots in the very beginnings of our history. Ice-age man, the Reindeer man, was no foo] years ago. B‘ look! Here is something carved on a reindeer’s horn! It was found along with stone axes and bone needles, in a cave. The art of it! See how exquisitely he has represented the reindeer what delicacy of touch, what movement! This ancestor of ours was an artist and had dreams and hopes and perhaps ideals—which means a plan of life—something to live for and accomplish, like Having festivals, having a bully good time is an accompaniment of ideals. People without anything to live and work for never can enjoy a blow-out or a lark as do the have worked hard to fun. These early relations of ours had a big festival in the middle of winter—on the longest night of winter—and they celebrated it in their own The pines under-which they gathered saw some beautiful big fires and weird dances, no doubt, and everything was happy and gay. Then those foggy, childlike minds began to add mysterious rites to the annual camp fire. The world began to fill up. Black-haired men from the South and red-haired men from the North found each other hunting on the same grounds «nd disagreed. Stones began to fly, sharp pointed wood javelins hurtled about and—the men with the sharpest axes and strongest arms beat down, con- quered and enslaved the benighted blunt-stone men. Still each year they celebrated the mid-winter festival—and_ the pines grew to see dreadful rites performed. , Little girls murdered to appease the wrath of demons; whole troops of slaves slaughtered and burnt, as part of the show. A French artist, Cormon, has painted a picture of some of our playful ancestors in one of their characteristic rituals. On a great funeral pyre of logs is a dead chieftain, clad in full armor. His horse is propped up under him, and around about. are the dead servants, wife and hand-maidens. Inside of the pyre are caged the slaves that are to wait on the party in the happy hunting grounds. Screaming for help that never comes, their ashen faces peer from between the burning logs and as one gazes at the painting one realizes what poor man has had to bear ling upward and onward toward the light. a seascout cruise, ship class. ones who deserve some way. bodies of his

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If so why do we still use the pine on this happy day—a tree so full of grim memories? Don t be impatient. The pine is very, very old among men. Listen now, « little longer. Out in China and Japan it is part of marriage ceremonies, funerals. ‘Travellers see the pine used in ship launchings, house building, all over the world. With fhe men of our race—(Aryans, we are, mostly,) it has been a symbol of the “fresh start” for ages and ages. We begin the year with it, in memory, very dim memory, of those other days, thousands of years ago, when the world was young, and ignorant. Is it because it is green at that tinie—mid-winter? Or are we reluctant to give over our old pagan rites? In Borneo they send down the river, at the solstice—shortest day of the year, morning of the longest night—a miniature ship, on the fancifully carved deck of which is a sprig of pine (casuarina) surrounded by fruit, flowers, winter rice and spices. In East Pepperill, Massachusetts, could be seen (winter of 1899) a pine bough nailed to the peak of Uncle Zephra Brown’s new barn. <All the boys and girls for miles around came to this “ log rolling” or “ roofing bee.” After the beams had slipped into place, and the roof frame was ready, up she went with a great hurrah. \ smart young Yankee shinned up and nailed a pine bough to the gable end or peak and another great hurrah burst forth. Some- hody asked Uncle Zephra what the Christmas tree was there for. “T dunno,” answered he, “but we allers does it. Brings the barn luck.’ Good old pine that has hung on all these years, even when we have forgotten what it means! Well, what does it mean? HERE have been many explanations. “Survival of Paganism now part of our Christian rites.” The early missionaries couldn’t down the Midwinter Festival so they incorporated it with cur Christmas.” “It was used to exorcise the demons and would otherwise disturb the Christmas celebrations, and this survives in our custom of ‘tapping wood’ for luck.” Maybe one, maybe another—but this dear old legend explains it all. “When Herod commanded all the small boy babies in Judea to be slain, lest one who it was prophesied was to be a Messiah—King of men—should live to fulfill the prophesy, Joseph and Mary and the Holy Child fled into Egypt. At one place in their journey, on the slopes of a mountain, the implacable horsemen of Herod were descried far in the distance. The Holy family were now like to be overtaken and the little Jesus slain, but of a sudden was seen a forest of many trees, through which the soft winds were blowing. Coming first to the aspens they made to hide themselves beneath the leaves. ‘ No, no—hide not here, hide not here,’ cried the aspens, leaves all a-tremble with craven fear. * We shall be cut down and burned—hide not here.’ “So the Holy family pushed on into the grove of birches. But the birches shook with anguish—‘ No, no,’ they rustled, ‘hide not here—hide not here. Go away, the men of Herod will strip us of bark, we shall be maimed for shielding you. Fare farther—hide not here.’ “The beeches said— Our beautiful skins are dear to us. Yonder ‘ome the ruthless soldiers of King Herod. If we keep you they v.ill blight our beauty with the sword. Go on, go on—hide not here.’ “ Again they climbed higher into the forest of the oaks. ,The oaks hesitated; they rubbed their gnarled limbs together, groaning. ‘We (Concluded on page 59)

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some of them HOUGH almost half a year had passed since the American colonies declared their independence, the portrait of King George III still hung above the big fireplace in Caleb Tucker’s home. As Christmas Day, 1776, was beginning to fade into night, the king stared down benignantly upon Caleb and the old man’s son, Tobias; and Caleb, puffing his pipe, stared hack at His Majesty’s fat face reverently, as a loyal sub- ject should. But there was more than reverence in old Caleb’s expression. While the king looked as if he had never had a care in the world, Caleb Tucker’s wrinkled face, illumined by the glow of the open fire, was drawn with anxiety. Presently Caleb rose from his big armchair, and crossed the room to the window, his wooden leg thumping sharply the floor. Peering out, he saw the big trees along the banks of the Delaware bending low in a fierce north on wind. The sky was black, and there was a flurry of snow. Above the howling of the gale he heard the roar of the river and the crashing and grinding of huge cakes of ice borne on the swift current. With a shrug of his shoulders, he turned back to the warmth of the fire. “TI have received bad Tobe,” he he fastened his gaze again upon the undisturbed face of the king. “George Washington’s rebels have left their camp in Pennsylvania, and are marching on Trenton.” Tobe, busy whittling a stick, looked indifferent. His thoughts at that moment were less concerned with the progress of the war than with the big doll he had left at Ephraim Harway’s house two days before to be pre- news, said, as sented on Christmas Dav, with Tobe’s best wishes, to Ephraim’s six-year-old daughter, Samantha. Tobe— sixteen—almost a man—was like a big brother to pretty little flaxen-haired Samantha. He had a wonderful fond- ness for the child, and manv a time went to no end of trouble to please her. Samantha meant much more to him than did either George Washington or George the king. teared in a Torv household, he had only a vague idea of what the Colonial army was fighting for. Indeed, many of the neighbors were equally apathetic, though Hessian outrages were at last beginning to rouse the Jer- from their lethargy and turning them to the rebel It was one thing to let King George’s men fight their neighbors, but it was quite another thing to have looting homes of patriots and sevs cause. hired German soldiers loyalists alike. OBE’S mind veered slowly from Samantha’s doll to Caleb’s words. “'The Hessians will lick ’em, father,” he said. ‘Those Hessians are the finest-looking soldiers I ever set eyes on. The rebels are a ragged rabble. Some of ’em haven’t even got shoes.” “Shoes or no shoes, they can shoot,” returned Caleb. “ Bunker Hill told us that. And, if they should surprise Colonel Rahl’s army in the night, as they aim to do, the result might be serious. Rahl must be warned. I am going to send a message to our friend, Lieutenant Wiederhold.” Tobe’s sturdy figure stiffened sud- denly, and a look of trouble came into his black eyes. “This night!” he exclaimed. Caleb nodded. ““Who’s going to take it? Tobe. “You are,” his father answered sharply. “ There’s nobody else.” Tobe scowled, and glared ruefully at the blazing logs. The prospect would not have been so dismal if he could have counted on a horse to ride; but horses were scarce ‘since the contending armies had swept through the Jerseys, and _ neither Caleb Tucker nor any of his neigh- bors had even one. And Trenton lay ten miles away. “It’s bitter cold, storm blowing up,” tested. “Tush!” cried Caleb, flushing angrily. “ What is that to a strap- ping boy like you? If *twere not for my lacking a leg I could walk three times as far in even worse weather. What is your comfort, when the fate of one of our armies may be at stake?’ As to that, Tobe had his own views. To him his own comfort meant considerably more and the fate of Colonel Rahl’s Hessians considerably less than they meant to Caleb. But he knew from long experience that it was futile to argue with his father when once the old man had made up his mind; and already Caleb was whittling a goose quill with which to write ” asked , and there’s a Tobe pro- the message to Lieutenant Wiederhold. Caleb’s will was law in that house.- He ruled with a heavy hand. There was Rabl By E.L. Bacon IUMNUNNUUUUUUA VIAL A Christmas That ‘ BOYS’ LIFE lle Illustrated by J. M. Clement Colonel might ignore it, or it might not get beyond the guards of his headquarters.” Tobe stuffed the note into his coat, and went out into the gathering dusk. The hard snow crunched under his feet. The wind cut like a knife. “Ten miles!” wailed Tobe, looking off over the dreary white fields and naked, swaying trees. “I'll be ’ before I get there.” Veering away from the roaring, ice-filled river, he struck out southeastward in the direction of the Penning- ton Road, The dusk grew deeper and deeper. The wind rose higher, beating the intense cold through his thick coat. Before long a house loomed out of the dark. Not a window was lighted, and the bleak, stone walls had a sinister, forbidding aspect in the dreary, lonely night. Tobe, as he stopped to look the place over, gave a low whistle of surprise. It was Ephraim Harway’s house, and he could not understand why it was so dark and cheerless on this Christmas night, when he had expected to find a family celebration there. He hurried to the door, and pounded the big, brass knocker. The summons brought only a dismal echo. He stood there for a moment, waiting impatiently for an answer, but the house seemed empty. The silence was oppressive. He was about to turn away, when a slight sound came from within, and presently the upper half of the two-piece door was cautiously opened a little way, froze and, almost hidden behind the lower section, little Samantha peered timidly up at him. “Oh!” she cried. “So it’s you. I was afraid those Hessians had come back.” OBE reached over to the wooden bar that served as a lock, and let himself in. The place was bitter cold, and even darker than outdoors, except at the farther end of the room, where there was a feeble glimmer of light from some smouldering brushwood in the great stone fireplace. The sobbing of a woman startled him, and presently he discovered Mrs. Harway, her face buried in her hands, crouching before the miserable little fire. Beside her, stretched out on the bare floor, lay her husband, The room had been stripped absolutely bare. Not even a chair remained. “Why, what’s happened?” cried Tobe. For a moment there was no answer, and the only sounds were the sobbing of Mrs. Harway and the wind at the bare windows. “ Hessians!” came a frightened whisper from Samantha. The woman rose slowly to her feet. “I think those fiends have killed my husband,” she said. “ While they were robbing us of everything we owned he tried to interfere, and they struck him down with their gun-butts. *All this day he has been lying here with- , no disobeying him. Was Historic out food and with not even a Sullenly Tobe skulked into blanket to cover him. They the adjoining room to ‘get into ; , left us not even a morsel to his coat, boots and coonskin ‘ tyes has always been a wonderful day but atte os ts teem cel down the corridor of time certain Christmas days stand starve. The stove, and _ even cap, and to slip some bread and salt meat into his pocket. “A sad Christmas, this,” he mused, as he recalled gay Yule- tide festivities of former years which had taken place in that house. 3ut he reflected that, although the day had _ passed without a celebration, they had at least had a good dinner in a comfortable home, which was more than could be said for most of their neighbors, whose homes had been looted by the insatiable Hessians. Caleb’s well-known loyalty to the king combined with his friendship for Lieutenant Wiederhold had saved his household possessions taken by the to it. to write a bully yarn. from being marauders for the time being for which he was thankful. #lives. HEN Tobe returned to his father the note to “ Wiederhold was already being sealed. “ It is better than writing even to Colonel Rahl himself,” the old man observed. “Lieutenant Wiederhold stands very close to his commander, and this message will surely be delivered instantly. Coming from someone unknown to him, the out as being more wonderful than others. of a Christmas that was historic, a Christmas night when the life or death of a great nation, our nation, hung in the balance, and when a ragged rabble of heroes braved hard- ships worse than death to save a cause. setting Mr. Bacon, who writes his boys’ stories exclusively for BOYS’ LIFE, has built a story that has a real punch Tobe was a real boy, who when he found out he was on the wrong side of the fence, did not hesitate to bounce over to the right side and fight like a hero for his friends. Read this story and you'll agree that Mr. Bacon knows how TIULUNAHNNNUNLUE PUNTA the firewood, they took.” Anxiously Tobe stooped over Ephraim Harway. Across the man’s forehead lay a great, red sear, and his face was deathly white. His eyes were closed, and seemed only barely This is the story With this historic he alive. Ephraim ways been a frail Tobe wondered how he_ had found the courage to oppose single-handed the Hessian sol- diers. “He just lost sobbed Mrs. Harway. “It drove him crazy when he saw those thieves taking all that we had toiled and saved for all our He rushed at them like a wild man, and _ they clubbed him until he fell unconscious. Oh, the beasts! He is going to die, and TI and little Samantha shall be paupers. They took the cows, the farm tools, the silver- ware, our monev, everything!” “And those Hessians took the big new doll you sent me!” sobbed Samantha. “That’s what they did!” had al- man, and Harway his head,” cried the mother fiercely.

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4 nt XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine that! many They a mile they tuvk even my little girl's doll, will sell it Ti sorry now my husband ever “Think Of though it’s for a few copper pieces. have to go to took the oath of loyalty. We had a_ protection paper from an English officer, but those Germans couldn't read it—didn’t want to read it. What right has King George to send those foreign hirelings among us? You may tell your father that it was his friend, Lieutenant Wieder- hold, who brought that pack of thieves and murderers here. “ Wiederhold!” cried Tobe. “Yes, Wiederhold!” she “He’s as rest of There isn’t a spark of pity in a bad as the Hessian cried. "em. bre ist.” RS. HARWAY, who had M picked up a heavy cane much effert limped to a window and looked out, “All day she said, “but not a soul has been this way but knew I walk the two to the village through the and bitter shoud have run the risk of sending Samantha for the little though she is, but I was afraid she would lose her way and And the not safe with the Hessians prowling about.’ Tobe stood gaping at the fire. to pull out his father’s message and throw it into the been a cripple for years, from the floor, and with Ive been waiting for somebody to come,” vou. I miles Perhaps I could never Snow wind. doctor, freeze. roads are His fingers were itching flames. But he checked himself. Obedience was a strong trait in the Tucker family. Old Caleb’s iron rule over his household was not to be broken. The spark of rebellion died as quickly as it had come. Furious though Tobe take the message to Wiederhold. But, first he would hurry to Dr. Parker's at McKenky’s Ferry, and ‘tell the good old doctor of the plight of the Harway family. was, he would Jonas house Presently he was again out in the cold night. But he no longer felt the bitter wind, for anger and_ hate and the exercise of getting wood for Mrs. Harway, start- ing her fire and making the wounded man comfortable had warmed his blood, and his thoughts were turned from the long, hard road that lay him to the Harway’s cold, bare, ruined home and the unconscious before man. \s he drew near the shouts of men rising above the roar of wind and water. Wonder- ing what it meant, he quickened his pace, and as he came ferry he heard the over the top of the hill that ran down to the ferry landing he sight of Parker out- caught Doctor standing “Tle just lost his head” sobbed Mrs. Harway. “It drove him crazy when he sew those thieves taking ull that we had toiled and saved for all our lives’ side the docr of his house, unmindful of the cold, his gaze toward the river. “What is it?” called Tobe. The Doctor pointed to the ferry. * Look down there and see for your- self,” he answered. “George Wash- ington’s soldiers are coming.” Through the dark it was little that Tobe coud see beyond a black mass of men on the river bank; but wild many sounds came to his ears—the crashing and crunching of ice, frantic neighing of frightened horses, the rumble of artillery wheeis. voices, the Tobe had no time to waste. “ Eph- raim Harway is dying,’ he said. “Dying!” echoed the Doctor with a start. “Why, L passed there only yesterday morning, and he was as lively as a cricket.” Tobe explained hurriedly what had happened. “ And take some blankets and with you,’ he added. “They're freezing and starving.” food ~~ had roared an oath. and \ Doctor I were a ny sick neighbors on my hands I'd go with George Washington this night, and do my part in giving those rascals the lesson they deserve,” he declared fiercely. “ But this is no time to be talking of what I should like to do. If Kphraim Harway is dying I must be off. And you?” Over his spec- tacles he glanced inquiringly at ‘Tobe. “Do you come with me? You might be of some help.” ‘Tobe head. “I have to go to Trenton,” «he answered, without younger nat shook his thought of what he was saying. The Doctor's eyes flashed. ‘ Ha!” he cried. ‘“ You're made of the right stuff, lad, after all, in spite of having a ‘Tory father. May good fortune be with you and with every man who is going to strike a blow for his country this night. And, ‘Tobe, you meet those Hessians bear in mind what they did at Ephraim Harway’s house—make them pay.’ Never had ‘Tobe felt so thoroughly miserable. The blood rushed to his face, and he began to stammer an explanation. The Doctor, however, had already turned into the house to prepare for his journey, and the boy slunk away with a heavy heart. He stood in the road, which turn. “Vil go and take a look at Washington's soldiers, any- * when undecided way to how,” he concluded. “1 can’t miss such a sight.” As he went down the hill a company of men marching slowly up. So were they that them brushed against him as they passed, and even in the heavy darkness he their Many a one he saw whose only protection from the wind was a rifleman’s frock of canvas shirt. One had bands of cloth wrapped about his feet to take the place of shoes; and others had shoes so worn and broken that they would have been better off, it seemed, if they had followed their companion’s example. A ragged, half- frozen lot they were, who, after marching half the day over rough, snow-covered roads in Pennsylvania, without shelter for hours for the came close some of could see miserable condition. biting over his must now wait remainder of the army to cross the river before setting out on the long, cold) march to Trenton. % ragged rabble indeed but some- how wonderful men, \ little farther down the slope he came to a group of soldiers asleep on the snow around a blazing fire. Bundles of rags and tatters they were, but the firelight played on the Indian fighters some of them, shrewd, expe- rienced, resourceful—faces molded by hard- ship and suffering. These were men, ‘Tobe realized, that, however ragged they might he, were not to be despised in battle. faces of hardened veterans, old NOON he caught sight of the river—such S a placid little stream in summer—now swollen high, a swift, angry torrent, black and menacing under the stormy sky. Far out in the broken, crashing fields of ice great Durham boats, heavily loaded with men, were moving slowly toward him. It was all the rowers, sturdy fishermen froin Marblehead, could do to hold their crafts ~I f.041, CLEMENT (£0 * Shoot, Lad! Shoot!” he heard someone crying beside him against the current and save them from being crushed by the great, surging ice floes, some of which rose five and six feet above the water. As Tobe watched the landing of boatload after boat- load, saw the grim, determined faces of the men, noted the patience of even the most thinly clad, and wondered at the energy and efficiency displayed by the officers, his opinion of the rebel army began to change. * They lick the Hessians yet,” he muttered. “1 sort of half wish they would.” fast becoming a band of heroes in Toby’s eyes. With a start, he recollected the letter in his pocket. The night was dragging on. It would not do to delay He must warn Wiederhold that Yet the task that lay before him was more dis- tasteful than ever now. ‘The ragged, suffering men around him had roused his sympathy and admiration. And, as he thought of Samantha’s doll, his blood rose against the hireling troops that held Trenton. As he turned regretfully away from the river and made his way up the hill he came upon a soldier who had fallen His blue, round jacket and him a shipman from Marblehead. A young captain ran up to the fallen man, and, finding that he was too far to be of further service that night, shouted orders to have him carried to Then, turning suddenly, he caught sight may For the ragged rabble was longer. these rebels were coming. exhausted on the hard snow. loose, short trousers proclaimed gone the nearest house. of Tobe, and looked him over sharply. Very young this captain was, straight, slender, delicate, with vellow hair and piercing blue eves. Tobe towered a good six inches above him. “You're a fine, strapping voung fellow,” said the officer. “Why dont you join the army? We need boys like you.” “Never thought of it,” said Tobe. “Do you realize that these for their liberty The captain's eyes flashed. men around you are fighting for liberty and yours?” he demanded sharply. “Tittle I know of what they're fighting for,” answered Tobe. “But my father’s loyal to King George, so I’m supposed to be, too, I reckon.” Another officer, also very young, came hurrying up to the little captain, and held him in animated conversation. “Do you know who that was that was talking to you, youngster?” asked an old man at Tobe’s elbow. “ That's Captain Alexander Hamilton. And that lieutenant (Continued on page 60) ‘ who's

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“Go way wid ye,” bellowed the King, HE genial and bracing spring air had at last begun to bring the boys out into the open country after a long winter that had kept some of the younger Boy Scouts cooped up in their homes. Jim Warren and Alex. Rutherford were older boys who had continued their outdoor life all through the severe weather and were returning from a scout meeting when they were passed on the street by a rather tall, lanky boy. He was dressed in a new well fitting khaki suit; he had a book under his a preoccupied look on_ his face. arm and “Say, Alex, did you ever see a kid grow like that Gordon Kid?” said Jim, turning round to see him from the back. back. ; “Is that the Gordon Kid?” drawled Alex, “ I'd a passed him on the street without knowing him at all, he certainly is changed. He is the one that the other boys used to josh about being the runt, wasn’t he?” Both boys stood staring at the retreating figure. ‘* And now, look at him,” said Jim. “By Jingo, he’s bigger than the scoutmaster; who'd have expected it?” Jim and Alex were still staring when the Gordon turned the corner. OW to get back to the Gordon Kid himself, for that is where the whole story lies. He always was a queer dick of a quiet dreamer with ideas and inventions that Kid often brought more adventure and ridicule than anything else on his ,*~ : a ed fr i\ ¢ head. And because of his shortness {. . | } he had been jibed, often severely, by fete } the other boys of his patrol. All this he took good naturedly and usually managed to have enough to hand back to make him generally liked. He had read more books than any of the other boys and often settled disputes from the store of informa- tion that he had tucked away. He was just the every day sort of a boy, no different from the others, except the smart offensive type that are likely to pop up now and then. It was a day or so after the previous Christmas that the incidents in this story occurred. Tom Gordon's mother had wanted to give Tom a new scout outfit and had asked his father to send it up for his Christmas pres- ent, but when it came was tried on they found it was so big that Tom could not possibly use it. and Tom called to a little white and orange man to drop his toothbrush when he saw him polishing his shoes with it OW ey. . : ¥ Ns 4 “don’t talk back io me, By John R. Neill Illustrated by the Author The father, a tall good-looking man, only remarked that he knew the right size to get, and that he had once been the same size as Tom when he was his age. So the clothes were put away and nothing more was said, and Tom enjoyed the other gifts he received, notably a book of Irish Fairy Stories which he enjoyed more than his meals. About this time he was getting tired of being bothered about his size and after some serious thinking, evolved an idea that he kept to himself and worked on all after- noon in the work shop. HAT night, when he went to bed, he carried quietly upstairs a large bundle, which, when everyone else was asleep, he opened and spread on the bed. An odd sort of harness he laid on the pillow. It was made of belts and rope and on the foot of the bed he put a pair of old shoes with ring-bolts securely screwed on the then two flat and some more rope, and the Irish Fairy book he put on the chair beside the bed. soles, irons It wasn’t long after this that he was in his pajamas and had slipped the belts over his shoulders and put on the shoes with the two irons tied to the ring-bolts with the rope, dangling about four inches from the floor. He smiled to himself after a lot of adjusting of the ropes at the head of the bed where he tied himself fast and at the foot where he left plenty of free play. a The novelty of the situa- cs. tion made him grin. Then he took up his book, d read for a little while, and, F becoming drowsy and feeling himself dozing off, put the book back on the chair, and shut out the electric light with a push button that he cased ld f = ja rth ria = KAY - —— had under his pillow, and = eel - ee floated away in a_ sound Sleep. * * a * * 7Y ROM then on everything changed for the Gordon Kid. A moment , seemed years, and the few experi- ences that had occurred in I tell you,” and he made Ine Gordon Aid and the BOYS’ LIFE another pass with his club Leprechaun his young life that had in any way been unusual seemed surging back, exaggerated and distorted with his whole small world turned upside down. He sat up in bed, and his feet were free. Then he took up his book and tried to keep calm as Re tried to read with the book on his knees. But as he sat, the book began to grow larger until each page was three feet wide and seemed hollow, and way back in the distance there were trees growing and the wind seemed blowing up from the sea. A faint whirring sounded far away and seemed to grow. The room was dark, except for the light that came from the pages of the book, but with the whirring the light grew brighter and Tom’s hair tingled at the roots as he pushed the book to the floor and fairly gasped, now really frightened at the strangeness of it all. Still the whirring grew with the wind within the pages of the book, till, without a word, a flock of the funniest little men that Tom could possibly have imagined came flying up in circles and in the figure eight, about the room. They had little butterfly wings and bright green hats and coats with long tails that fluttered out behind. OME had orange breeches and coats, others blue or red, in fact every color of the rainbow, and with it all was a dazzling brilliance everywhere. Many of the little men had short black wooden clubs and others were smoking little clay pipes. There were long noses and broad squat noses, many had bushy little whiskers that stuck out straight under their chins. They settled themselves as comfortably as they could wherever they lit, over the top of the mirror, or like men at a base ball game in rows on top of the picture frames and the bureau. Soon the foot of the bed was covered, then the floor was swarming and in all there were upward of nine hundred of these funny little creatures. The very first little man to fly in, from the manner of command that he assumed, together with the length and breath of his whiskers, and too, the size of his club, seemed to be their leader. He took the seat on the top of the bed post, and sat with his legs crossed, calmly smoking a short black pipe, sending tiny clouds of smoke all around him while he waited for all his followers to settle down. Then, stand- ing up, he pushed his hat on one side and @eliberately knocked the ashes out of his pipe, and with his feet crossed, stood leaning on his club and looking at Tom. “ Good morning—or—good evening, I mean,” said Tom in a seared and husky voice. Then all the little men burst into a roar of laughter and rocked and swayed, and held their sides like they feared they would burst. XUM

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FE t e \. 1 XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine UT their leader seemed to resent what the scared B boy had said and bristling up, shook his stick at ‘Yom’s head and started bellowing away at the top of his thin squeaky voice. “ Mornin’! Mornin’! Now what do ye know about mornin’? Ye great big lunk-head you. are trying to tell me some- thing about the mornin’. Me that’s been chased by the mornin’ since the world began, hey? And with the days getting longer and the nights getting shorter.” Then he flew down from his perch and before Tom could wink the little ruf- fian had banged him a good smart wallop on the head. “There’s a puck of the knob to learn ye manners,” he said, and flew back to his perch on the bedpost. Ye Now Tom _ was_ nearly dumbfounded with = such manners, especially with the little man’s objections to his manners, and he really meant to be polite in what he had said. So he tried to explain. But try as he would, every single thing he said the little leader would twist in- to an affront and fly down and bang him again, taking the utmost care to strike ilways exactly in the same spot. Ty Ty ° e ’ Now we know bie if that scouts are po- As} Ss { ; CS ae g ae lite, and should be 24 7 y aie il Tl ft re fie — “6” i | | : patient but ther« ae = || | ]j {1 his are times when / aie Oe even a scout turns, , ea and with every puck of the knob Tom Gordon bristled up himself. Though he was quiet he never lacked spirit. And when he thought this wild little man with his band of ruffians had ridiculed him and banged his head just a little too much, he gave one jump for the bed post and tried to knock the little wild man off. IT’ would have been betfer if he had lain still, for in an instant the room in utter darkness with all the little men buzzing around him belaboring him with their clubs while others jabbed him with sharp thorns they had concealed in their belts. From the way they went about it together with the amount of merriment each successful attack afforded them, and there were many, Tom soon concluded they knew the game too well for him to make much headway against them, then he thought of the push* button under the pillow and he made one dive for it and lit up the room again. With the pillow in his hands he began making frantic sweeps through the air in the hope of knocking over some of this swarm of little men, and perhaps clear- ing the room of them. For hours and hours this turmoil kept up, with the little men having all the fun, Tom fanning the air and the fairy folk skimming out of the way with just enough time to exasperate Tom, and set the fairies almost into paroxysms of laughter at his failures. Then about forty little fairy men gathered together and ripped the sheet from the bed and with a sudden twist they had it wound round Tom’s neck and arms and down he went on the bed, all tied up and almost exhausted. was ITTLE by little they quieted down, and the little king stood up to make a speech. He took off his hat, floundered around in the tails of his green coat till he found a tiny crown that he placed on the top of his tousled head. Then coming up close to Tom he jumped up on his chest and stood threateningly as he speke to him. “ By this and by that, o’ what I’ve seen of ye tonight I've one three halfs of a mind to put ye down as rough.” “Get out of here, or I'll yell and wake up everyone in the house,” retorted Tom, almost beside himself. “Yell wanst and [ll jam the pillow down your throai and then push it farther with me stick,” snapped bac: the king as he swung his club close to Tom’s nose. “TIT know all about ve, wid ver secret of making yersilf taller, thinking it a disgrace to be small. Now look at me, do ye see anything to be ashamed of in me? Dont you answer me back but listen to me talking. I’m just peffik. I came here tonight wid the intention o’ helping ye a little, but wid yer impidence and low behavior this very evening I have four or five halfs of a mind to make ye shorter than ye be now. Then how would ye feel gadding about wid your friends over the hills? ” “Who told you that?” asked Tom, slightly mollified and very much perplexed. “Go way wid ye,” bellowed the king, “don’t talk back to me I tell you,” and he made another pass with his club, this time so near to the boy’s nose that he could feel the wind of it, and with such exertion that he lost his balance slightly and his crown fell off. At this all the other fairies burst into a thunder of laughing at their chief, and he, turning on them, began chasing them al! over the room, they upsetting the furniture in their haste to get out of his reach, “ Have ye no re- spect for your el- ders, I am asking ye?” yelled the king, buzzing back close to Tom. “Im squiffty towsind years older than you be, you two years old little pickle seed, impu- denting me like that wid foolish questions.” “Till be fifteen vears old on my next birthday, and not two years old,” replied the boy, “and I’m not any a made Tom almost sick when he saw foot grow across the room and out pickle seed either.’ into the hall “Thunder and turf,” howled the infuriated little leader of the fairy host. “ Hey! Hey! and some more of your jibber jabber is it? Grow him, grow him! One leg at a time.” ie an instant, without much trouble, the boy’s left leg began to stretch and grow. “Ye can have it a yard for every year you’ve lived, and if ye can’t exist without some more of your yam jabbering at me, Pll make it twinty miles fér each and every year.” All this was getting too much for poor Tom, and it almost made him sick when he saw his foot, very much enlarged, grow across the room, through the open door and out into the hall. But he thought quietly to himself that when he was big all over he would be better able to squeeze the fairies into a corner, and perhaps gather them all in one hand, and he began to laugh to himself. When the old fairy saw him smiling, he thought he must have made a big blunder somewhere and immediately ordered his men to let go, and back snapped the Ieg again to its proper length. It was usually with teasing that these little fellows got most of their fun, and not often, unless trapped, would they resort to more severe measures. OM felt a little better now that he was back to his normal size and called to a little white and orange fairy to drop his tooth brush when he saw him polishing his shoes with it. But the more he remonstrated with them the worse they all behaved, throwing hair brushes, shoes, neckties and everything they could find, upside down and inside out. Then with a great shout they all began to dance and sing. The old king standing on Tom’s chest was the heartiest of them all with a rhythmical swaying, now back- ward, then forward, their feet moving too fast for the eye to follow. Every few seconds the king would give a yelp that changed the steps of the dance, then he would jump way up in the air and come down on the boy’s chest exactly in time with the music. The Gordon Kid 7 Though he was tied up and could not reach to brush the king off his chest, Tom could talk, still he had found that was anything but a help in his present plight, especially when he found that every word he uttered brought nothing but an added flogging. Then quick as a flash Tom thought of a plan, and lean- ing forward he just whispered so that only the little king could hear him. “Old odd shoe, I think I have YOU now, I’ve read all about you and I think I know your tricks and what to do with you. You have had your fun and now I think I am going to have mine. I'll keep my eye on just you no matter what you do to me and I’ve got you.” HE rollicking reckless jovial old buck of a_ king stopped dancing at once and for several seconds stood staring at Tom, all the bravado oozing out of his brogues, as he stood there speechless. His little eyes blazed, then softened and his face became pinched and distressed as he turned to the boy. “Now what would ye do to a poor old fairy man who thinks the world of ye? Mightn’t ye at least tell me the time o’ day it might be getting to be, for a poor old uneddicated fairy man?” But the Gordon Kid had sense enough to keep his eye right on the king and never a word would he say, for as everyone knows the fairy man is in your power as long as you keep your eye on him. All silently and quickly the other fairies flew back into the book again and Tom knew they must be the DUINE SIGHE of which he had heard and read, and the Tittle fellow that he had now under the spell of his eye was no other than the famous LEATH BHROG LEPRECHAUN who each night leads the fairy host from the legends of the good people in Ireland around the world for exercise and recreation, They will pester anyone they meet, yet with the same high spirit would do him a great favor. Leath Bhrog at last sat down on his little green hat and dusting off his crown slipped it back in his pocket. HEN, unconcerned like, he turned to the boy again, “Hey, hey. So its that way the wind blows is it? Be done with this business now or you'll find there is both wood and stick in me fist that I'll be offering to you pretty soon.” Not a word did the boy say in reply, but as the old villain of a king crept up close to his nose and swung back his club with his face turned away Tom slipped his arm loose and caught the old leprechaun by the leg. He let a screech that might have been heard in three town- lands if anyone had been awake, but luckily they were not. down. “Thunder and turf, don’t put me Thunder and turf, don’t put me down,” he howled. “Paustha, paustha! let me go. Ye win, I'll grant ye, but let me go.” But the boy still held on, knowing that if he so much as winked his captive would vanish. “Yes, old shoe, you have found out my secret, I did want to grow (Continued on page 72) | | AN awoke and it was morning

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Ine Spirit of the Wild Lf was cold on the North Fork. Old Danforth, drip- ping when he left the black growth, was beating his arms across his great chest when he reached Num- ber 4. “Hi, cookee!” he shouted. “How long to grub? ~ the door of the cook house creaked open enough to permit a pudgy, dirty little face to peer around its edge. say pretty quick,” it announced solemnly, then smiled a welcome which made the big lumberjack grin in ~ Mov'ver return. “ Tell * pretty ain’t he called and wheeled toward the bunk house. “Where Oscar, Big Dan?” “He met a big, white bear up Bald Face way and got et up complete.” “On!” “You come in here.” command and the youngster disappeared abruptly into the her soon * soon enough, Roddy,” was the grave answer. A motherly hand emphasized the log hut but, as he went, a prolonged * Want Oscar!” rang above the noise of the camp Even Red Barker, boss of Number 4, chuckled. ‘ Might think I'd taken young Neilson on as a nurse instead of a grinned. “Great pair o’ kids, those two.” agreed Danforth. swamper,” he * Betcher!” ** Hope Roddy don’t catch Neilson’s grouch,” growled Jarvis. “Hope he don’t catch nothin’ worse in here,” retorted Barker. “Rotten place for a kid. Ought not to have brought him in.’ Mrs. Hinkley realized that now far more keenly than did the Yet had not the Not only were Frank Hinkley’s pockets empty when he had applied Number 4, but he owed money boss. hers been choice. cook at for the job as So, when his wife heard that Barker was also wanting a cookee, she had asked for that work. Red, even knowing their straits, had hesitated. The North woods are a strange’ place for a woman. Had he appreciated that acceptance of Mrs. Hinkley meant the taking of fier five vear old child in for a winter on the North Fork, even his big heart would have found some emphatic refusal. But, in the rush of getting and starting his crew, what he would have labeled «as the personal handicaps of his cookee, were overlooked FET, so tar, Roddy had been an addition rather than y a detriment. He was a constant reminder of distant homes to the the had time to tell him some wild tale of vounger ones the wilder- had as excifing many of older men and Iway ness which would have made printed fairy he known there were as the constant squawkings of the gray Canadian jays. But with all their friendliness, Roddy followed star. Young Oscar Neilson, quiet, slow-spoken strangely had the little Roddy had had his his time with the crew, rather than in the cook house. In some strange the little chap’s idolatry igainst Oscar with some of the men. stories, such things, seem about but one ind surroundings, won that, if most of for such rough heart gentle fellow’s $0 completely wav, he would have spent for the It mar have been an unconscious jealousy which caused the frank Pierre I.a Chance, or it may as Peevey for anyone either fear of, or affection anything which walked on two feet. Whatever it Oscar knew, before he had been in the woods two weeks, that the major part of the crew had small use for him and, instead of trving way hoy reacted such men as that sign of dislike of* have been such roustabouts Judson con- weakness to show for was, sidered it innate By Brewer Corcoran Illustrated by Harold Anderson to win their liking, he drew even further into his shell ind only showed his real self to the youngster in fhe cook shack. If the inen thought him lacking in all things which went to make up their ideals of manhood, he con- sidered it just another bit of the hard luck he had fought against all his eighteen years. As he came into the bunk house that evening, La Chance rose to his full six-feet-two and pointed a mocking finger. “Ze infant of ze cookee deman ze aid of hees lady nurse,” he proclaimed. “Pin on ze leetle apron, Oscarette, an’ atten’ on ze instant.” It raised the laugh he had hoped for but the boy only nodded as he threw into his bunk. his cout *TLeave him be!’ growled Danforth. “The kid's tired.” “Why should dat be so?” queried Pierre on the instant. “He “ave only ze leetle sticks remove’ from ze tote road all ze day.” SCAR wheeled. “If there’s complaint of my O La Chance,” he said, “ Barker will make it.” work, \h! Ze leetle lady she grow mad at ze beeg Pierre? ~ “No. I only told you something. It ll be a healthy thing for you to remember.” La Chance drew back as if grievously afraid. The game was better than usual. “Es et zat I will be thrash’? he squeeled in mock terror which raised another laugh. *It would be,’ blazed Osear, “if I was big enough to do it. It’s be- cause you know I cant, that you pick on me all the time, you big bully.” “No, no!” jeered the Canuck. “Et es zat 1 teach you to ‘ave ze courage, Oscar- ette. Some day you shall mak’ ze would mon then ze shall three, try an’ gentle Pierre she spank, one, two, lik’ dat.’ “Grub!” yelled Hink- ley from the doorway. La Chance forgot the boy for something more vital. There was a rush of hob-nail boots and the crew surged into «py et zat Po will be the cook shack! Great thrash?” he squealed in pans of baked beans were mock terror set the length of the rough table. Men grabbed the half-loaves of bread and filled heavy hands were busy foot of the table. no noise of conversation. Neilson, hungry as cups with steaming coffee. Both of Pierre’s before Oscar slid into his the For fifteen minutes there was at least seat at a wolf, gulped his food in silence. This constant bullying was becoming unbearable. He would have quit before this had it not been for the need of the mother and little sister back at Hallett’s Falls. He hated La Chance with a red hate. He hated the woods He was cruel, and the work and the snow and the penetrating cold. knew life was hard but he had not realized it A little hand touched his elbow, then a warm little body cuddled “Want to sit by Oscar,” an- nounced Roddy, his blue eyes round with adoration. close to his side. rPV Wb camp seemed a bit warmer. The boy moved along the bench and swung the youngster up’ beside him. “Sure thing! * he agreed. “ What vou been doing all day, kiddie?” , * Drivin’ a great big nail to hang my stockie on.” “What's thats” There was real surprise in the ques- tion. “Have vou disremembered Chris’mus?” came the ac- cusing retort. “ Didnt you ‘member you hang your stockie up to-morrow night?” I'd forgotten it,” the boy with an uncomfortable Jaugh. “Guess things have been going to here in the woods that Barker’s not goin’ to let the crew have much Christmas this year.” ‘But Mr. Barker ain’t Santa Claus,” youngster.“ Santy’ll just the Roddy’s stockie.” *You bet he will.” “Maybe he won't, Roddy,” suggested a bravely gentle voice behind them. “We're all a long way in the woods this Christmas and Santa’s reindeer don’t like deep snow.” * Guess confessed slow the find protested come same. He'll Oscar caught the grief in the cause mother’s tone be- there own was sorrow in his heart. — His mind had flashed back to the little the Falls. There wouldn’t be much Christmas — there this year, either. Both his little and Roddy would have stock- with house at own sister overflowing disappointment on Christmas morning. “1 reckon Santy’ll — get ! : through on snow shoes it his reindeer can’t buck the trail, kiddie,” he said, with a game smile. “ The old) gentleman's quite a snew bird.” “Do Oscar know him?” The childish voice thrilled with excitement. “Who are et ze Oscarette know, petit? ” called La Chance Oscar knows Santy.” brav’ “¢ mon down the table. * Santy. OR a second there was stupefied silence, then Pierre's gay laughter rang out. “ Yes,” he know all thing. An’ why? Et are Santa Claus.” agreed, becaus’ there es no Sas he oa XUM

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ad is. ds XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine “Shut up!° Red Barker’s command rose sharp above the chuckles over Pierre’s latest wit. But Roddy’s big eves were fixed on the gaily nodding La Chance. ‘Then, slowly, he turned to Oscar, his red-lips trembling. “ Aint there a Santy?” he pleaded. “You bet there is!” declared the boy. “You just bet there is!) La Chance is only jokin’ you, like he jokes me.” you is a * Aright,’ agreed Roddy gravely. “ Pierre, big, bad man to told such things *bout Osear’s frien’ Santy.” “Supper’s through,” stated Barker abruptly. “Get Cookee wants to clean up.” The order was given in such a way that even La out of this. “An ‘ave ze boy vamoos with ze monies? By gar, no!” “Easy, there, both of you!” snapped the boss. “No fights here. [im about fed up on you anyway, La Chance, and, if you shoot your vap much more, ll take a chance at closing it myself. Oscar, here’s the cash. If you make an early start you may be able to catch a ride on the supply sled coming back. It’s due with our dinner fixin’s before tomorrow dusk.” “Tl start now, if you don’t mind, to catch it. “ But it’s night.” Oscar, already hauling “Santy isnt afraid of the Then Tl be sure grinned. * Some- out his clothing, dark,” he laughed. | “Reckon it is too good to be true,” he confessed.“ I'm going in again- this afternoon.” “What? Oscar!’ The sister’s mouth fell, then came the tears. In a few words he explained. “ You're right, my son,” said the mother, without a quaver. “ Back We've seen you for a little while. That’s our Christmas. And we'll have our Christmas dinner this- noon instead of to-morrow.” It was harder for little Olga to see it that way but at last she rubbed the tears out of her eyes. “ Let me help buy Roddy’s Christmas, Oscar?” “You bet! We'll go do it right now and mother’ll get dinner while we're gone.” “She will,’ agreed Mrs. Neilson. you go, of course. Chance rose and hurried out. At = the door Mrs. Hinkley caught Oscar’s arm. “Youll have to make it easy for the kid,” she said. * All day he’s been talkin Christmas. We hoped he'd forget it. We ain't got nothin’ for him.” * Whew!” “Tt's true,’ she gulped. had the cash——” She stopped and shook her head, her eyes brimming. “Reckon there’s lots of other babies in the world who'll be disappointed,” she “Even if we said. Osear looked at her a long moment. ‘I know one other,’ he said. “ But, maybe, Santy Il fool us here on the North Fork. ‘The snow ain’t so awful deep.” “What do you mean?” * Dunno. Only Chris’mas_ ain't a time to quit hoping for ‘something to happen. Good night, ma’am? He bolted into the night, his heart thumping, a big lump: in his own throat. For five minutes he fought things out alone, there in the biting blackness of Then he went to the the great woods. bunk house. ARDLY had the door closed be- hind him before La Chance’s jeer- ing voice rose above the rumble of the talk. “See who are arrive, it pro- claimed. “Vila, M’sieu Santa Claus!” The expected laughter came but, to the astonishment of them all, Oscar's face went white instead of red and he strode close to the lean Canuck. “ Youre a coward,” he declared in a cold, slow tone, “a low-lived, sneaking coward.” “* By Chance his black eyes gleaming. * You heard it.” Oscar him contemptuously and glanced around the astonished group. “Any man who tells a kid like Roddy there aint a Santa Claus is a coward,” he declared. “ We all’ lose our Christmas but only a coward’d disappoint a kid. Now,” he dog Be HS te gar!” La stiffened, turned from finished, wheeling suddenly on Pierre, “come on an lick me, you streak of vellow!” “And she'll find something for Santy to take Roddy, too.” “Im going to send him part of my Chris’mas,” declared Olga, as if she had all the treasures of the world to divide, instead of a bag of candy, two apples - and an orange. But she did have the true.Christmas spirit and that was what made her sacrifice worth while. Never had two youngsters had such fun as did the Neilsons that morning. For once they could buy all the Christ- mas things they wanted to. The camp purse seemed bottomless to them. They bought until Oscar looked like a Christ- mas tree as they struggled back to their home. “It’s going to snow,” prophesied Olga. “Wish you could stay here. It’s going to be cold riding back.” “Glad I haven’t got to tramp it. Does look like a good storm.” T looked more so before they were half through their dinner. ‘The wor- ried expression on Mrs. Neilson’s face increased. “TI think you ought to hurry, son,” she said. “It wouldn’t do to miss the supply sled in this storm.” “That’s right, too.” He there were no twang of pain in his heart. Almost before they knew it, the Neil- sons Christmas “But won't Roddy be happy mother,” said Olga bravely. rose as if was over. to-morrow, Oscar, out in the storm, shook the whirling flakes from his eyes and plunged toward the stable under his heavy load. He found Peters and Lamb, the supply crew, standing under the shed. “ All ready?” he called. Peters looked up to where the sky was hidden in gusts of blinding, cutting white. “I ain't goin’ to drive no team into the North Fork in the teeth o’ this blizzard,” he declared. Oscar gasped, looked at the = sour- visaged man, then set his teeth. “ But you've got to tote in the stuff for the Chrismas dinner,” he “T got to be alive: to eat my own, son. No sled in to-day. Maybe make it first Hsams+. Qo er swe ae said, La Chance was only too ready but, as he sprang, Red horny _ fist slammed into his ribs and sent him staggering. of Number 4,° he announced. “'The boy's right.” “He are,’ agreed old Danforth solemnly. “ But do that get us? La Chance has spilled the beans. He told the kid that wasn’t no Santy.” “An he lied,” added Oscar. “Go slow, youngster.” cautioned the boss. us are with vou but don’t take us in too deep.” “T ain’t asking anyone to do anything he dont want to do,” retorted the boy. “Gimme a day off an’ I'll prove La Chance is a liar.” “ How?” “Go into Hallett’s and get somethin’ -for the kid's stock- Barker's “Tm boss whar “Most of ing.” * Couldn't deep.” “Gimme the day, an’ some of my pay, an’ see.” Red Barker looked at him a moment and thought of his own youngsters far down the river. “ Blamed if you wouldn’t make the try,” he growled. “ P'i——” make it. It’s too far an’ the snow’s too LD Danforth rose slowly and jerked a tight-tied bag from his pocket. ‘ Here's a dollar for the hat.” he said, slapping it on the table. “Everybody chip in. Got to have a Christmas at Number 4.” followed his lead. Barker “Do you make good here?” he turned to Pierre asked \ dozen La Chance. He sorted out bravely, head down into the wind, pack set comfortably on his shoulders. ’ cne lend me some narrow snow shoes?’ “Take mine.” “Thanks, Dan.” He picked up the money, counted it, put it in his pocket. Ten minutes later and he was slipping the thongs of the long snow shoes around his moceasined heels. ‘Then, heavy cap down over his ears, fleeced lined jacket belted tightly about his waist, hands buried in three pairs of mittens, he swung out into the boundless black of the wilderness night. T had all happened so quickly he had not had time to consider what he was volunteering to do. But, as he plodded mile after mile down the tote road, he found full opportunity to think. Yet he did not think of his hard tramp, or his challenge to Pierre La Chance, but how he could best invest his fund to bring the greatest joy to the kiddie back there on the North Fork who knew there was a Santa Claus. It was the spirit of Christmas within him which made him make such good time. He had not appreciated what his own pleasure would be until he stormed through the doorway of the Neilson cottage at Hallett’s the next morn- ing. A surprised mother and little sister hugged him and declared their delight. They had not thought of such jov as to have Oscar with them for Christmas. Over and over they told him it was too good to be true. Finally he got his courage back to the speaking point. thing in the morning. It'll clear by then. Run on home an’ have your Chrismas, same’s I’m goin’ to have mine. Be here at sun-up; we'll start then.” It was final. Oscar knew the man well enough to know that. If the storm did break, he might reach Number 4 late Christmas afternoon. That would be all right for the men; their dinner would only be late. But how about Roddy and that nail and the little empty stocking which Santa had not found? Oscar begged, pleaded, argued but to no avail. “ All right,” he said at last through set teeth. “I'm going. 1 came out alone; T can go back the same way.” “Youre a fool!” declared Peters disgustedly. “ Maybe,” confessed Oscar but added, under his breath, “Tm Santy, too. La Chance told Roddy there wasn’t any Santy, but T know better.” H Kk started out bravely, head down into the wind, pack set comfortably on his shoulders. The road was better than when he had come out, for the snow had filled the ruts. Thoughts of the happy child in the morn- ing made him whistle as he trudged along. But, inside an hour, that Christmas pack began to weigh more and more and the whistling died away. The village was behind him, all around were the great woods. The only carols were sung by the howling wind in the tops and there was little of the Christmas spirit in the song. (Continued on page 59)

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With two great Killers clinging like bulldogs to her lower jaw CHAPTER I. THE RACK, T was spring in the Shumagin Islands, and spring In the Shumagins is something to see—and remember. The towering snow-covered mountains of the Alaska Peninsula, brown, like loosely folded bear skins at their bases, spanned the northern horizon like a huge wall. Between lay an arm of the North Pacific Ocean, blue- black beneath the white-caps that were raised by the strong southwest wind. \ tiny bluff-ended schooner was plowing her way through the tumbling seas toward the frozen barrier. The four men comprising her crew offered an interesting study in human nature, for, while each one represented the great they differed from each other as day differs from night. One was Captain John Scott, owner of the schooner. Dr. Spencer, the oldest of the four, was a thinker and a student. He represented the class of men that, following the trail-breakers and frontiersmen, bring order out of chaos. Possessing the strong mental characteristics that had made his family famous in the early history of our country, he had likewise inherited some of the bold, adventurous traits of his pioneer an- cestors. Arriving in the Northwest when its vast natural resources were as vet untouched, he had seen far into the future when others saw only the present, and, beginning in a small way, he had become a power among the builders of the new civilization. With his business aspirations more than realized, he had reverted to his for scientific From Central America to the Canadian line there was scarce a desert snow-crowned pinnacle that he had not outdoors, love research. or mesa or seen ™ EORGE DRAPER and Fred Morgan were just G boys, but they differed from the average boy in the fact that they were products of the northwestern frontier. In three thirgs only were they alike—in their affection for each other, in their love of the great out doors and in their adoration of Daniel Draper, their guardian. From the Columbia “Dan” Draper was known although he possessed extraordinary qualities, his love for the open led him to take up the life of a surveyor and timber cruiser, but his ability, added to his re- markable knowledge of the wilderness, soon won him recognition, until, in time, no great development scheme was considered safe until he had stamped it with his the Canadian line “square” man, and, to as a River approval. It was in Daniel Draper's clearing at the base of the Olympic Mountains that the boys learned the first great lessons of life. He took them on many of his long and arduous trips, and so well did they acquit themselves that when he was sent to Alaska to trace a fabulous deposit of placer gold they accompanied him as a matter of course. SNS : are ast 4 , CHARLES Lysol arrier N the two that fol- lowed George and Fred wel- years comed the toil and hardship for the sake of the adventure that came _ with it. It was largely through their loyalty and grit that Dan Draper made his great “strike” on the Kach- iltna River, and a year later, alone and unaided, they pushed through an unexplored pass in the Coast Range, and located a mountain of low-grade ore. Dan let the boys run wild any longer. “ You look and act like a couple of two- Then refused to year-old grizzly bears,” he said, severely, “and the time has come when ye’ve got to develop some brains as well as muscle.” With a months — tan from the fields, they reached the University of Puget Sound, and the tan had worn off they had mastered the rudiments of football and were holding their own in their studies. But, best of all, it was here that they met Dr. Spencer, and it was during the long winter evenings in front of his big fireplace that the plans for the Behring Sea ex- pedition were formed. Behring Sea, the home of the world’s largest conivore! The land of volcanoes and disappearing islands! The name spelled romance and adventure, and the thought of study- ing its little known shores and seeing its wild life under the auspices of the university filled the boys with delight. Dr. Spencer and Fred were studying a chart that lay between them on the cabin floor. After a long silence, in which the Doctor made some careful measurements with a pair of calipers, he turned to Captain John and said: “This chart makes it seventeen miles from Bear Cove to Holibut Bay. If that’s correct it will mean a thirty-four mile round trip, and that’s a pretty hard day.” “That chart’s like my wife’s brother—han’some but un- reliable,” the Captain answered. “It’s only a twelve-mile portage, and I it I've packed my hundred pounds o’ caribou meat "cross it many a time.” “Twenty-four miles, with a pack half way, is a good day’s work. Do you think that you and George can stand six snow before CHARLES LoyNesren Beet very know ‘cause it?” the Doctor said, turning to Fred. The change that had BOYS’ LIFE By Belmore Browne Illustrated by Charles Livingston Bull “Surest thing you know!” fident nod. : “If the boys kin pack like this one can sail, ye’ll be all right,” Captain John said, with a nod towards George. * But the snow in the mountains is as soft as mush, and ye'll find it powerful tedious work afore ye land on tother side.” “Tt isn’t the packing or soft snow that worries me,” Fred answered. “It’s these: ten-pound rubber boots that ‘get my goat.” “You jest wait!” Captain John ejaculated. “The Alasky Peninsula ’s the allfiredest wet piece o’ land in all creation. Why! I've seed it when Behrin’ Sea was a heap drier than the mainland.” “ How was that? ’ Fred questioned, with a smile at the Captain’s humorous way of expressing himself. “It’s the meltin’ snow mostly though there’s a heap 0’ rain and fog,” Captain John explained. “ Rubber boots is the only footgear what'll keep yer feet dry, unless ye wear muckluks like these here ones | got on, but to git muckluks ye’ve got to ketch an Aleute, an’ they’re headed fer the fishin’ grounds this time o’ year.” ; Fred replied, with a con- pb oiegp- some a muffled report, like a distant cannon shot, drew their eyes ahead. At first they saw nothing but a gleaming streak of foam that slowly faded from sight, and then there was a burst of foam and a great body that gleamed like bur- nished steel rose high above the waves. “ Killers!” cried Captain John, but before he could add more a dozen of these sea tigers were in sight. 'They shot through the water like giant torpedoes, but, in addi- tion, they moved with a sense of power and grace that no other creature can equal. The school seemed to be hunt- ing, for they spread and tacked here and there, the sharp exhaust, as their lungs were freed of air, carrying clearly to the watchers on the schooner. Usually the “ killers ” merely rose to breathe, turning over as a porpoise does, but several times the tense watchers were rewarded by seeing one of the great creatures leap high in air and- return to the sea with a thunderous shock amid clouds of flying foam. Suddenly Captain John gave a hoarse cry of “Thar she blows!” and, although the boys had never heard the old whaling cry, they instantly grasped its meaning. Eagerly following the Captain’s outstretched hand, they saw what appeared to be a jet of steam that hung for a moment only above the waves hefore it disappeared. Without being told, they knew it was the “spout” of a whale, but the Captain, with the experience of many a whaling voyage, had seen far more. “It’s a ‘humpback,’ too, with a calf,” he explained. “* And, look!” he added, excitedly. “Them devils know it, too! We'll soon see blood, ’'m a-thinkin’. By some miraculous sense the killers had discovered come over the herd was remarkable, with heads and tails held their

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The Boy Scouts’ Magazine their prey, for their quartering of the sea became short and their movements even more savage and sinister. Pos- sibly they scented the whale’s oily trail through the cold sea, for they soon gathered in a compact school and swept onward at terriflic speed towards their huge victim. Overhead the vast army of migrating mures swept end- lessly westward, indifferent to the tragedy that was being staged below, but had they felt any curiosity in the battle of the titians they could not have stopped, for they were obeying the nesting call, and the lure of the safe ledges’ that overhang the surf-torn reefs. 1 EORGE, however, was human, and a feeling of horror G came over him at the thought of the helplessness of the whale mother and her calf. He felt a foolish desire to cry out a warning, but realizing that no human interven- tion could change the law of the sea, he eased the schooner so that they might pass closer to the scene of the battle. The killers were within a short quarter mile of the whale when she seemed to sense their presence, for her puffs of steamlike breath showed that she was heading straight for the open sea. “She’s a wise old gal, but she’s too late. Her calf will hold her back,” Captain John said sadly, for he, too, was overcome with a feeling of pity for the huge creature. He spoke with a full knowledge of her terrible foes, for he killers soon closed. Luckily, little could be seen of the savage murder that followed, for the rough sea hid most of the bloody details. Once they saw the whale in a fury raise herself half out of the water with two great killers clinging like bulldogs to her lower jaw. The young calf disappeared early in the fray, but whether or not the valiant mother escaped the killer pack they never knew, for a snow-covered headland came between and they found themselves gliding up a deep fiord that wound northward into an amphitheatre of snowy mountains. Their passage up Holibut Bay was slow, for the towering mountains shut out the ocean’ wind, but occasional gusts that came down from the snowfields drove them across the glassy water, until they reached the head of the fiord and dropped anchor. A short distance behind the beach stood a_ strange The walls were covered with turf, and the dry grass with which the roof was thatched so resembled the surrounding landscape that the house would have been scarcely discernable but for the slender column of smoke that showed it was a habitation. “That there sod palace is what we call a ‘ baraba’ in these parts,” Captain John explained. “Ye see there’s no timber of any account in this neck o’ the woods, so we have to do the. best we cnn. The feller what lives there is called ‘Windy Arm. Ile’s a trapper otter mostly—and he’s as looney as they make and about as sociable as an old brown bear.” As if to prove his statement, the Captain blew his fog- horn, and in a moment a grim, sour-visaged man appeared dwelling. foxes and land Never had the boys seen so at the door of the baraba. desolate a place, and, although they had spent months in hel their sinewy limbs moving like pistons they seemed actually to float across the marsh the wilderness they shuddered at the thought of spending their lives in such a spot. Their spir- its were improved by the work of getting their outfit ashore, and by nightfall their belong- ings were safely stowed in a rough shelter behind the trap- per’s hut. The days that followed, while full of interest, were among the hardest that the boys had ever experienced. Relay-packing adds to hard work a monotony that breaks the spirit and drives men to the verge of hysteria. To do one’s full part a man must pos- sess the strength of a draft ani- mal and acquire a_ philosophy that no physical or inental tor- ture can weaken. The trail to the Behring Sea wound steadily upward from the shore of Holibut Bay until it reached the snow, where _ it stopped. From there onward they broke their own trail in the deep, slushy snow. When the leader became exhausted he fell to the rear and the next man took his place. Hour after hour and day after day the monot- onous labour dragged on. Some- times they moved in dense fogs, through which they made their way by the feel of the trail, and when the Spring sun blazed on the unbroken snow came _ the dreaded snow blindness. .J T so happened that the trail followed the eastern side of a tbroad valley. Their camp was situated close by the Behring Sea beach at the base of a rocky bluff that was surmounted by a Greek cross that marked the grave of some forgotten Rus- sian. The first point from which they could see their camp was from the top of a little hill over which the trail wound, and, as usual, they hurried to reach this spot, for almost their entire outfit was now cached at the base of the bluff, and they were in constant fear that a wandering bear or native might break into their food suppiy. As George, who was in the lead, topped the hill he was momentarily relieved by the sight of their cache, but the next moment the sight of smoke rising from their camp 1 | } ; j | } a Then the birds came, mures, puffins, guillemots and eider ducks by the millions caused him to halt with a startled exclamation. Warned by his actions, Fred and the Doctor soon joined him, and, after convincing themselves that their camp had been visited, they pushed rapidly onward. A long half hour in which they tramped with knid brows brought them to the base of the bluff, and, round« ing a dense thicket of alder bushes, they came in view of two men who were sitting beside a small fire. Their ap- proach had not been noticed, as the trail was soft and grass-grown, and at the Doctor’s hail the strangers leaped to their feet. For a moment their actions seemed to reflect an unexplainable fear, but on seeing only a middle-aged man and two boys, the strangers regained their composure. George, who had stopped by the cache with Fred, noticed: that the men were armed with rifles, but as that was to be expected in the wil- derness he sat down and began to remove his pack. From his position close beside the cache he could take in the whole scene. AS the Doctor approached, the smaller of the two strangers, a powerfully built man, with dark, deep-set eyes, turned on him, and, speaking in a harsh voice, said: “ What might yer name be, and where ’re yer goin’ to?” The Doctor, being well experienced in trail etiquette, instantly recognized the bad form of the query, but, being slow to anger, he answered quietly: “ My nam¢ is Spencer, but where I am going is my own affair.” “Where yer goin; Mr. Spencer,” the man repeated with an ugly look, “is not yer own affair, ’cause Pm here to tell ye that ye’ve been tinkerin’ with my boat:* If a bombshell had fallen in the camp it could not have produced a greater sensation. From where ho sat George saw the Doctor give an involuntary start, and, what interested him more, he noticed that the speaker’s companion, a huge animal-like man, had brought his rifle across his knees and was sitting with his finger on the trigger. Although keenly alive to the seriousness of the gsit- uation, the Doctor made a successful attempt to contre! himself. “This boat,’ he began, evenly, is the property of my friend, Captain John Scott, of Sand Point, in the Shumagin Islands. I have hired the boat from him, “ and I cannot agree to give it up on the word of a man that I do not know.”

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BOYS’ LIFE *What vou i its 1 e on this beach,” the n the following words: “ You men have attempted to Islands, and he gladly turned over this important espon- stranger g lee ing “I'm tellin’ ye that this boat commit a criminal act. What your reasons are I have no — sibility to his young companion. stole from me, m e by this here Scott man ve speak way of knowing, but I wish you to understand that we Betore they had succeeded in launching their cratt : d what's more—!/ akin back ire now prépared, and at the slightest attempt to further George realized that handling her would indeed be a ye. \s he ceased speaking che ruffian threw his rifle across — hostility on your part we shall take serious action, and the sponsibility, for she was a composite affair that howed ett ’ th the muzzle pointing directly at Dr. next time you will not get off as easily as you have this. in her battered hull the sears of many a stormy voyage, Spencer's chest You must have some ammunition in your camp, but I One glance at the boat's massive construction and the During the unpleasant scene George’s mind had been idvise you to save it for procuring food, and to leave rough, hand-hewn sweeps that answered for oars convinced king at record speed From where he sat he could this neighborhood.” George that rowing her would be a man’s work, but, profit- touch the tarpaulin that covered their supplies, and he As Doctor Spencer handed back the rifles the men hesi- ing by past experience, he converted a spare sweep, a suddenly remembered that the preceding day he tated a moment, their faces dark with passion, but as they pole, and one of their spare tarpaulins into an excellent had placed hi vn and Fred's rifle’ be- sprit-sail. tween two floursacks on the side of the cache \ Hil MMT TT MMMM nearest to him lo think was to act, and under OADING the boat was a difficult problem, ver of his pack he slid his hand under the You’ve Gone This Far but they went at it with a will, and hefore heavy canvas and gently drew the two guns the sun had climbed above the eastern mount- to view Fred, who sat beside him, had not OW do you like it? It promises to be a regular up and doing serial, doesn't it, with a corking iins they had puShed off and headed for the been slow to catch the significance of George's lot of adventure and out-of-door experiences? It's full of the best kind of natural history = apen sea. t. and, under cover of George’s pack, he too, isn't it? But wait. Oh, boy, you've got a lot of good stuff coming to you in this story. Wait George gave the hostile camp a wide bert, ‘till we get to the part about the big brown bears, the biggest bears in the world. sped his rifle and forced two cartridges into You know the author, Belmore Browne, filled the biggest one of these big animals ever seen and captured another but, although Fred searched the camp carefully the magazine \n instant later George rose that has since grown to be the largest in captivity. Why shouldn't he be able to write a real thrill through powerful binoculars, he saw no sign of slowly to his feet about the Alaskan Brown Bear into his story» He did. Watch for it. Then you'll believe that life except the fire and a weather-beaten tent The unwelcome visitors, still contemptuous — exploring with a real explorer is a whale of a lt of fun. partly hidden in an alder thicket lhey felt, of the Doctor’s youthful companions, were however, that keen eves were watching their garding him witl siniste inte ntness, when IAI IM | MU HAUIVALIOLLUGLLUUALUUAI slightest move. George leveled his rifle and commanded: * Drop “Black Jack,” the smaller of the two men, those guns!” saw George and Fred standing ready with their loaded was like Fred, eagerly staring through a pair of binoculars, \s the men turned with startled faces, they found rifles they turned quickly and followed the sea beach east- In fact, he had been watching the Doctor’s party for the themselves covered by the two bovs and in an instant ward. The Doctor and the two boys stood as motionless past hour, but from the cover of the tent he had the their threatening air turned to one of cringing cowardice. is statues watching the departing men, but while their advantage of seeing without being seen. Behind him “Don’t shoot!” the spokesman growled, placatingly. hodies were motionless their minds were filled with dis- loomed the giant form of “ Red” Knudesen. At last “We just wanted our boat, and that ain't done ne quieting thoughts, for they knew that while these two men * Black Jack” lowered his glasses and said: “The feller harm.” were at large on the Behring Sea coast their trip could _ sittin’ for’ard is trvin’ to locate i But George, who had advanced and taken their fire- not be the pleasant excursion they had planned. “Let ‘im try,” Knudesen growled. “He won't see irms, made no answer, but, turning to Fred, said: “ Keep nothin’.” them covered while I get rid of these guns.” An instant CHAPTER IL. \fter a second pause Knudesen grew impatient. later he was on his way to the water, but the Doctor, sethantes ad a: “What d’ve make ‘em out as?” he asked grasping his intent, stopped him. “Don’t throw those guns into the sea, George,” he said, N EXT morning as their frugal breakfast sizzled on the quietly, “or we will have to feed these men.” 4 Yukon camp stove all their talk was of the day’s work George’s fighting blood was up, and for a moment he the “ jump off,” as the first plunge into the wilderness hesitated, but he soon recognized the Doctor’s logic. To was called by the oldtime plainsmen. Their plan was sim- deprive the men of their firearms would be depriving ple, as all good plans should be. They were to travel them of their only means of securing food, but, despite eastward, for in that direction the coast was least known. this knowledge, he gave back the guns with reluctance. When it was possible the boys were to navigate the boat, Phe Doctor, however, took every precaution. After feel- while the Doctor followed the beach, for in that way noth- ng the men’s pockets to assure himself that they contained — ing of importance wouid be passed by. no ammunition, he emptied the magazine of the two rifles, George’s ability as a boatman had been quickly recog- it before returning them to their owners, he warned them — nized by the Doctor during the vovage from the Shumagin x e nines By G. G. L. LAR TED Frankly Ted, I don't see how you ever did it. Every third or fourth entry was S. P. G. and being a | have had some experience with expense ac- devoutedly religious woman she was delighted to find her munts having twenty sale sinen on the road; but boy had given so much of his moneys to the Society for » traveling man I have emploved, ever had the nerve to } outrageous bills as was con- yrresent such a collection of tained in vour last letter Til admit I was prepared for a few modest accounts. mostly for extra food, for a boy your age is nearly vavs hungry, and of course they starve you at the Commons, although I managed to get quite a substantial meal there the night I had dinner with vou: but as near as I can judge the Exeter towns- people must be on the verge of starvation, for surely you have consumed all the food supplies in all the stores in the township. I put you on an allowance this year, so you ould learn how to handle money, and so far the net result has been that vou have given a most perfect example of how not to do it. \ boy who can't keep pretty close to his allow nee, is going to grow into a man who ean't live ithin his income, and neither is going to score many touchdowns in the game of life. although they may do a whole lot of flashy playing between the twenty vard lines, and, too, it’s just as well to succeeded in eat- remember that no one vet ever ng his way into Who's Who. y! RHAPS, some of it is hereditary, though, for I remember when your Uncle Ted firsi went away to school, your grandmother gave him allowance ind mace him promise to keep ccount of every cent he spent When he came home on his first vacation, she it down with him and went over his accounts, on the whole much pleased, because he had kept within what she had given him. 1 smart was se flag sdlesman meaner “ Hanged if I know!” “ Black Jack” grumbled. “ They ain’t like any bunch T ever see. Yisterday I had ‘em down for chechawkers, but I was barkin’ up the wrong tree. Dye see the way they rigged that sprit-sail? And dye mind the way they toted them packs and made camp? Well, I'm tellin’ ye now that the two younguns has seen a heap o’ trail work. They sure looks like chechawkers, but they acts like sourdoughs, so I guess we'll have to lay low fer awhile.” ‘Lay low, is it?” Knudesen growled, his face black wanted 19) with anger. “If ve’d a done what I (Continued on ind opened prade riculum Propagation of the Gospel. until Ted, being mest, had to own up that S. P. G. stood for Something. Probably Grub. Your bills for extra feed. would make those ot stalvle full of trotting horses look like the meal tickets of a flock of dyspeptic canaries, but IT don’t mind those so much for I don’t want to see you starve. Vhat I do mind is six silk shirts at twelve per, and a dozen silk sox at three dollars a pair. Now when you ar making $15,000 a‘yvear, which vou wont be for some time, want to dollars shirt that’s your funeral, although I rather suspect that hy then will out that shirts can be bought much cheaper. if you pay twelve for a you have found real good Of. course, when you had bought a few shirts r throw, a dressing gown at forty, and silk pajamas at $15 came real natural. it twelve dollars a D' I ever tell you how a necktie cost me S150? Well, I will before the super comes n and tells me there’s a new strike in the stitch ing room. I was nineteen, and had been clerking for three years in Jed Barrows store. Jed was so busy putting sand in the sugar and mixing his Java with a high grade of chickory he didn’t have much time to think of advancing my wages, but I was careful. I had to be, and at the end of three years I had saved $178. I have never forgotten the exact figures, because it came so blamed hard. \t the end of the three years Jed suggested | take a week’s vacation. I think he was afraid | was going to ask for a raise, and did it to get m« out of the way, but as my Uncle Ezra had invited I took out pay, and hiked to the big town. me to visit him in Boston mv week, with- (Concluded on page 56 XUM ———_ = °

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FE On- ‘aft re- ved ze, the ced fit- ent XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine Lumber Camp By Arthur IF. Rice Secretary of The Camp Fire Club of America Illustrated by Enos B. Comstock N the great forests of the North one sometimes happens on an old wood road, overgrown with bushes, barricaded with dead timber that has fallen across it, and so nearly reverted to its original wild state that only the open line of blue sky overhead reveals its existence. If the traveller has the courage to follow this dim and difficult track—the more difficult because it usually follows the low and swampy ground—he may ultimately come upon a deserted village in the heart of the forest; but it is not like the deserted village which Goldsmith “cultivated farm” nor “busy the scattered, spruce or hemlock logs and These broad, low for here is no mill ” “decent church; ” houses are built roofed with split slabs or bark. are set at all angles among the stumps of the clearing boast of few windows and ? There are neither streets, describes, nor one-story of massive houses and can no cellars. fences nor gardens; there is neither BRS school , store, nor house: and vet here, for many months, Who that has eaten baked beans in a lumber camp does not know that all others are but base imitations fifty, or perhaps a hundred people lived and toiled. It is an old lumber camp, built onlv for winter use, and then only oceupied so long as was necessary to cut and haul away the marketable timber growing in its immediate vicinity. But although intended only for this temporary use, and then suffered to go to slow ruin and decay, these buildings are put up so solidly—where logs are plentiful and are that they last for furnishing welcome shelter for the hunters and _ fishermen penetrate to these and refuge for many of the wild creatures of the forest. boards scarce Inany years, who primitive localities aS men who for a winter season or two occupy such a settlement a peculiarly picturesque type, as representative of the northern country and a great industry as are the cowboys and range riders of the West. Of all nationalities. they are alike in their robust qualities and indifference to hardship and danger. And they find plenty of both. Every day of their lives they face disaster in some form; from falling trees, rolling timber, forest fires or the hazards of river driving and the breaking of log are jams. The hunter or fisherman who follows the course of our Northern rivers may occasionally come upon a wooden cross set up in the edge of the forest, a mute evidence that here a man gave up his life—either drowned in the swirling rapids or crushed by the racing logs. Lumbering is indeed a real mans work and no weak- 5 ling has any place among those who follow this strenuous calling. Rough and truculent they may be and possessed of many unlovely qualities but, as a class, the Northern lumbermen are an admirable sort of men, brave, generous and of abounding vitality and self-reliance. I can -wish no boy a more interesting and educating vacation than one spent in a winter logging camp among these widerness workers. As Cuvier, bone could entire the creature to belonged, so one may gather something of the character and the ways of the former occupants of this old lumber camp, from the relics they have left behind. Here was the blacksmith’s shop, as the broken bits of iron, axe heads, chain links and old horse shoes plainly testify. Here was the stable. where the horses were kept and it requires no second glance to tell you that the deer have taken advantage of this ready made shelter since the reproduce the which it from a anatomical single structure of doors fell from their hinges, led hither first, perhaps, by the salt remaining in the horses’ mangers. These smaller but more compact buildings whose chinks are filled with plaster and moss, and whose interior walls are covered with thick wrapping paper to keep out the cold, were the dwellings of the hardy woodsmen—and, occa- sionally, their no less hardy wives, for sometimes, although not often, the women and children accompany _ their husbands and fathers to the lumber camp. ERE you will find rude implements worked out with the axe and jack-knife, and ingenious, labor saving contrivances, showing man’s ability, under stress of cir- cumstances, to fashion something out of — almost nothing I have without a swinging on hinges fashioned with an’ axe, or on pegged to one edge of the door, the projecting ends turn- ing in holes bored in the top and bottom of the frame. The lumberman’s vise and shaving table is another par- ticularly \ log is flattened for a table or bench, with four spreading legs driven into holes bored in the under side; a vertical mortise is cut through the middle of the log and into this is loosely fitted a then a pole seen doors nail or serew in ingenious contraption, tough, angled piece of wood shaped from a root or from part of the trunk and upgrowing branch of a small tree and a peg on which this plays is driven through the log. By pressing against the lower end of this V shaped stick the head of it bites down onto anything one desires to hold firmly or shape with a draw-shave. When a simple vise is wanted in a hurry the woodsman cuts off a sapling at the desired height and the stump is split and held open with an axe for the introduction of the article he wishes to hold. If the natural spring of the wood is not sufficient, a rope tourniquet around the top of the stump com- pletes the job. A N old lumber camp is always alluring and the things one finds there are of absorbing interest! a bottle of beaver bait or an empty cartridge shell hint of trips abroad in the forest when the trees were mantled with if snow end the frost crystals filled the air with a sparkle of ‘ diamonds—or perchance it was after a thaw when the branches, sheathed in ice, crackled in the wind with the sound of broken glass and the trees themselves, “keved up by the _ frost,” snapped like pistols. Here is the leather moccasin of the . French Canadian, and there the broken snow-shoe, a mice-eaten little shoe of one of progeny. The a child’s toy his numerous crude attempt at 15 has something pathetic in it and makes one wonder how the little people fared who were sometimes brought into these wild and inhospitable surroundings. ‘This is the old lumber camp as you find it, occupied now only by hedgehogs, mice, squirrels and owls; but it was not always so. There was a time when it resounded with life was perhaps the only “centre of civilization” for around. and miles Let us see how it was on a Christmas day some years ago, and substantially as it might be now in any ether lumber camp which is “running full blast,” so to speak. The custom of observing a national hoiiday does not always penetrate to the remote camp, shut out from the rest of the world by four feet of snow. In fact, one day is so much like another that the day of the week and month is often lost track of. Moreover, logging is a serious business and nothing short of a furious storm is allowed to interfere with work. So the probability is that the men would turn out before light on this day as usual, each having his own particular task to perform. The horses are to be fed, the axes must be ground, the big cross-cut saws have to be filed and breakfast must be prepared, This latter duty, however, falls to the cook, who devotes his entire time to the culinary operations. His is no light or unimiportant task, for a woodman’s appetite is proverbial and prodigious. Salt pork is the staple, and beans, potatoes, bread and tea the residue of the bill Coffee is not the woods as more stimulating and refreshing to hard 2 oe men, , VAwN REAKFAST ac. 6 . spatched, there is ME : a hullabaloo in camp. (4 . f Teams are hitched up of fare. much’ used in tea is working with a vociferous a mingling of Hiber- r BS nian, Canadian and Po ~ native strong — lan- a. guage. 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16 Forty 6 é Oo OoD even! So the two of ve will go?” “If you think best,” replied LEzekial, the elder of the two boys, respectfully. * We thought it would be safer.” “You're right. Two that will stick fto- gether are better than one. Listen carefully to me now. This Potts that come in yesterday, he they’s a big company of French and Indians up to Amooskeg and he thinks they’re plan- Ssavs nin’ a raid down this way. We can't set here and wait until they come because we don’t know which road they'll take. We ain't got force enough to watch every point got to meet and head ‘em off fore they get here. Potts says they're plannin’ to meet on the full of the moon; that’s six days from we “em be- BOYS’ LIFE By Charles A. Hoyt Illustrated by Leslie Crump Josial. sat over a smay hot fire, feeding jt with shreds of birch bark and twigs. Hig blanket was over his back Indian fashion, utilizing the most of the heat. Very little smoke was to be seen. “'That’s good,” ap- proved Ezekial. “Can't see that smoke five rods away. We'll soon have some rabbits. The snow seems to be lettin’ up.” At dark, after eat. ing and covering all traces of their fire, they pressed on. It was a cold starlit night, without a breath of air stirring. Sounds from afar came to them dis- tinctly. They could hear a pack of wolves in full cry after some- thing. “We've got to be lookin’ out,” said Eze- kial. * We don’t want to be firin’ our rifles to stand that pack off, and we ain’t got time to climb trees wait till they go by. and now, so you ain't’ got They were in_ th a minute to lose. We heart of the Indian want to know which country. Ezekial spok« road they start on, an’ in a low tone. “We we must know it a day . better go up to the ahead of the time top of this mountain when they could get If anybody happened here. Will you do The two rifles cracked together. Instantly the four survivors fled to cover along the road _ the) gs : ‘ might blunder right The two brothers, Ezekial and Josiah Woolson, looked Ihe snow storm which was raging was severe in the onto us.” al each other a minute. “All we can do is to try began Ezekial. ““No!” thundered the captain. “ Will you do it? Try- in’ wont do! You've got to bring back word which road they'll take. The safety of the fort and all the settlers around depends on our knowin’. This is a fort and a small force o’ fightin’ men,—forty men all told and if the enemy falls upon us unexpected we've little hope. Will you do it?” “Yes,” said Ezekial simply. The captain’s face lighted up. “Good! ‘Take the ridge on the north side of Spruce mountain and keep to it. Travel at night mostly. Don’t the valleys in the day time unless they’s timber for cover. Keep away from the open. Stick to the timber and make time boys, make time! Use birch bark for fuel and don’t make no large fires. Look out for their outposts. They'll have *em scattered for miles ‘round Amooskeg. You must get onto the top of Bald mountain above Amooskeg and you won't have to wait long. If they ain't no big passel of ‘em, home. If they is, stick around till you’re sure they’re goin’ to start and then “Git back ahead of ‘em,” concluded Josiah. “That’s it! Now then, slip out of the settlement without bein’ seen. No tellin’ how many spies they is hangin’ ’round.” small cross watch come The captain shook hands with them and_ they passed out into the night, these scarcely grown boys. And with their mother’s prayers ringing in their ears, pushed into the teeth of the storm with- slory made it. the fourth in the entire history of the national game. worth boasting about. August that it is the exceptional stories, the stories that stand out from the crowd, that were published in BOYS’ LIFE. And it is because of this policy that your little old official magazine has pushed its way head and shoulders above the field. It indicates too We are always on incident proves it. just how closely we comb the country for the exceptional story. the alert to get the best that can be had in the way of good reading and give it to you And now that we have that off our chest, “Forty Men All Told” is another exceptional story chaps who browse through these pages. let us recommend this story. valley but upon the mountain it was furious. The boom- ing wind, fresh from the fields of upper Canada, hurled the fast falling snow in lines, stinging snow straight We Do a Babe Ruth ERE’S where we boast a little. Remember that baseball story we published in August, ““A Triple Play Unassisted” by James L. Sinclair? Sure you do. Well now just stop to think about the feature of the last world series baseball game between the Dodgers and the Indians. made a triple play unassisted. And he made it just as the hero inthe BOYS’ LIFE It was the first play of its hind ever made in a world’s series, and We think that is something We said when we published the story in he You got it. Don’t you? Were we right? Sure we were. The Cleveland second baseman That \lthough by this time it was daylight, they plodded wearily to the top. “Better go ’round on the other side,” advised Josiah their faces like needles. It was firm under foot however “ Don’t you remember the cave we found there last sum and by hunting the brushy places they were able to make mer? It'll be lots warmer in there.” considerable progress. No need of a compass-—all they “There she is!” exclaimed Josiah with satisfaction had to do was to walk into the teeth of the north wind. * Now we'll—What ye listenin’ to?” he inquired sharply MU TAM > aes te ak. For back, Sie coe comgee Oe unmistakable large pack of wolves. Their faces blanched as they looked at one another “ S’pose it’s our trail? ” inquired Josiah. “We better pick a good tree,” said his brother. “The cave!” suddenly shouted Josiah. “They say it’s got a flat stone you can roll over the door.” Kzekial’s habitual caution asserted itself however, and he approached from the back looking warily over the top. Starting up in horror he motioned the other back. Together they silertly retreated to the shelter of the timber. “Two Frenchmen or ery of a Indians camped in there!” gasped. “I saw their snow shoes and _ rifles outside.’ Josiah listened. “ Hear that? The pack’s gettin close! Hunt a tree quick!” No sooner had they reached a place of safet) than the pack burst into sight, dashing up on top of the rock pile. Instantly the stream of savage brutes poured over the rocks and out of sight. In a moment a bedlam of shrieks and savage snarls filled the air. but not a shot! The men had left their rifles by out speaking. written by a man who writes exceptionally well. It's worth reading fellows. Goto the fire and had no chance whatever with their knives. it. Josiah turned white and started to climb down. ORT DUNNER was the last outpost of civiliza- “T can’t stand this,” said he in a choked voice. tion in the colony of what is now Vermont. The ___IIillliiiN/ilNiNNNiNtiiiiiiiitiiitiiiiiiis iit iit iN tTei NTN 0 NNN HANAHAN NAINA “Tt ain’t human to set here like this—” French and Indian war was raging in all its savage, treacherous ferocity. The little fort was small and feeble, forty men all toid. Forty men, but they must bear the brunt of the attacks from the north. They must stand against the horde that threatened their Forty men; a handfull but they must needs do the work of many more. They needed help, all the help they could get. That was why the Woolson boys were ready to brave the perils of the wilderness and spy upon the coming pack. homes When the grey of early dawn broke upon them they were in a dense cedar thicket. On the lee side the snow had curled over forming a roof with a sharp lip reaching far out. “Here we be,” announced Ezekial, his lips blue, the his face drawn by fatigue. “ We'll out some snares on the rabbit runs and make camp.” When Ezekial back from setting the lines of set came snares, Ezekial restrained him. “Listen! Them was Indian snow shoes stuck up outside If you was to fight your way in there you wouldn’t find nothin’ to save by this time. And if ye did they’d kill ve at the fust chance.” Pale and sick they listened to the horrid yelps and howls as the wolves fought over their kill. Several hours later, the beasts having gone, they slid to the ground so stiff they could hardly stand. Josiah immediately started ai em hil LE A | aout Rh ie XUM

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-IFE yt sma & it birch His r hig hion, it of little seen, ap- ‘an't five soon bits, D be eat. all fire, It lit ta ing. far lis- uld ves ne- be Ze- int les off, oe _ . Oi ie etek ae XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine away. “ Wait!” Ezekial ran around the rocks while his brother looked at him in wonder. He soon came back with two pairs of snow shoes. “Our shoes are the round bear-paw pattern,” he ex- plained. “ We can put on these long Indian ones and make Indian tracks.” OSIAH started on at full speed. “Come on, let’s get J away from this place as quick as we can.” As they huddled over their small camp fire a few min- utes later drying their footgear, Ezekial remarked ;—* It's dried meat today. They ain’t no rabbits up here and we dassent shoot partridges so near the road.” They took their turn at sleeping through the day and by dark were on their way. ‘The snow being soft they made weary work of it and by morning completely worn out, stowed themselves away in a thicket at the foot oi a steep mountain with the Indian road in plain sight a scant half mile away. As they sat shivering, eating their cold breakfast, the) could see outlined against the clear sky to the north, a solitary snow clad peak. Suddenly as they gazed at it with no particular interest, Ezekial stopped chewing and motionless. He pointed. Josiah leaned forward, A column of smoke rose from the summit, looking down and several short sat staring. no larger than a pin. It puffs shot up. “Indian signals!” whispered Ezekial excitedly. “ It’s a message to come to council. I wish we was up on top. If they’s any French or Indians in this country they'll Our tracks look like draggin’ died come right along this road. a horse along.” “We got to move,” said Josiah eagerly. will be tomorrer and the day ‘after they'll start. to be there some time tomorrer.” His brother spoke gruffly;—* Roll up in your blankets. I'll gather bark and dry yours this We “That council We got Gimme them footin’s! forenoon and you do the same for me this afternoon. got to sleep if we make thutty mile tonight.” In the dim light of the early morning a high mountain showed through an opening in the trees. On its crest, less than a mile away, the high column of smoke was lising. It died down and three puffs followed. “Here we be!” exclaimed Ezekial. “That must be Bald Mountain and if it is, Amooskeg is right under it!” He looked up and down the Indian trail. Peril lay in either direction. Suddenly he snatched off his snow shoes. “Put on these bear-paw shoes!” he ordered. ‘“ We got to go up on the side of that mountain where we can see Amooskeg and these snow shoes will make a new track.” “That's right,” said Josiah. “They'll be lookin’ for them same tracks and won't pay no attention to these.” HEY sped away with hopeful hearts and by ten o’clock were looking through the curtain of evergreen upon Indian town of Amooskeg on the plain below. A and was the great company of French and Indians were gathered even then seemed to be preparing to start. There much excited gesturing and running to and fro. It too far to tell exactly what was going on, but whatever was it was, it was lively. As they béth stood tensely watching, the confusion below seemed to increase rather than diminish. After an hour or so, a company of perhaps two hundred, filed slowly off the between the two hills. ‘They right on the road to They waited long for a move but nothing happened would march on the smooth ice of the streams, camping in the woods at night with huge bonfires to keep from freezing. ‘Their hunters were widely scattered on each side of their line of march, hunting deer and bringing them in for the support of the army. “That settles it,” said Ezekial grimly. “ We work cut out for us; get back across country while that mob’s goin’ ’round by the river.” They watched the unholy crew of murderous marauders file between the two hills, cheered on by the crowd on the little plain below; then proceeded to the business of snatching a few hours’ rest in order to be ready for the night. By dark they were on their way with the message that meant life or death to the settle- ment, Crossing over the top of fhe mountain in their effort to avoid the spies who, they had reason to believe, were on each side of the army, they pointed straight into the trackless wilder- ness. got our ORNING. found them still plodding. Their dried meat was gone and no rabbits or partridges were to be found in such a forlorn place. “Tve pulled my belt to the last notch,” said Josiah, gloomily. “If I could see a deer Vd shoot it if an Indian stood right behind me.” “TI could eat a live wild cat claws and all,” responded Ezekial, turning to look back over the desolate expanse. Far back on the slope of the mountain they had just crossed several mov- ing dots appeared. He watched intently. They strung out in single file and he counted six of them. He shouted to Josiah. “Took! They're on our trail! hyper now.” Josiah gave one look and groaned. White as cloth, the two hunted lads set their teeth and taking a fresh grip on their courage, sped as fast as they could run to the shelter of some spruces perhaps a mile beyond. Panting, they hauled into the friendly shadows at the foot of a mountain. “This looks like the only show we've got,” said Josiah. “The thing we can do is to ambush ’em right here.” They both knew the process and wasted no words. Ezekial tramped straight ahead until his track apparently disappeared around a rock pile a number of rods distant. He then came walking backward to where they stood. It would have taken a keen eye indeed to detect the fact that they had not passed on up the mountain. Then one after another they sprang far to one side of the track, leaving the snow on each side unbroken until one close to where thev were hidden behind some brush. They waited long—so long they were shivering in their sweaty clothes, before any sign of the enemy appeared. The approach was wary. First a coon skin cap was thrust up within long rifle range of the rock pile. No notice being taken of it, 2 half breed showed himself, taking a long look at the trail. Apparently satisfied that the two had passed along, he signalled his fellows who joined him within easy rifle range of the brush. We'll have to best came “Now!” said Ezekial. “Take the big one on the outside and I'll take the one next to him. Shoot!” The two rifles cracked together. In- stantly the four survivors fled for cover, firing their guns into the brush where the smoke sailed upwards. Then it was a race to see which could reload first. HE boys thrust the roll of their blanket with a cap on top into sight, drawing the fire of a couple of Indians, but the trick did not work but once. They wére able to account for one more of the enemy, who in_ his anxiety to see whether his shot had told or not, was careless; but the others kept under cover. They waited long for a move but nothing happened. Then Ezekial whis- pered ;—* Stay here and fire if you see anything to shoot at. Ill see if I can crawl in behind and git ’em. Watch close to see they don’t creep in behind ye.” " He dropped into the snow on his hands and knees and looking carefully to the priming of his rifle, crept away. It was an old brush fighter’s trick; the early settlers of Vermont knew them all. 17 toward them smiling ingratiatingly Ile came ‘The woods were still. Not even the crackling of a limb disturbed the silence. Ezekial sneaked along several rods, then cautiously raised his head above a rock hoping to get a shot at one of the enemy as they sculked behind their cover. To his astonishment he gazed full into the face of an Indian not six feet from him! TH] EK dodged back. The savage had evidently started on the same mission that he had. Now the problem was, on which side would the savage appear? Ezekial was trying to watch both sides at once, when he noticed the snow piled high on top of the rock in front of him, move slightly. Just in time, it flashed through his mind what the trick was—push the snow over on him, then spring upon him before he could dig out. He crept away from the rock a yard or so, just as the snow slid over where he had been. As the Indian leaped, tomahawk in hand, it was to meet Ezekial’s shot in mid air. He gave a screech which drew an answering whoop from one of the other Indians. Loading in desperate haste, Ezekial no sooner had the powder in the pan ready for another shot, when Josiah accounted for a Frenchman who had tried to creep up behind his brush cover. This left but one of the foe with whom to reckon. They were very much disconcerted, however, when he came towards them, smiling ingratiatingly. Prisoners were about the last thing they wanted. To be sure, they might have done as the French and Indians did, kill him in cold blood, but the boys could not bring themselves to do this. Ezekial stood haps one quarter blood crue! thin lips and close set eyes. looking narrowly at first one then the other. he kept edging closer. “Took out!” said Josiah, hastily, “ Keep back there!” and he presented his gun at the prisoner’s head. Though (Continued on page 48) stonily. He with a narrow face, He stood before them, All the time regarding him yas per- French,

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Clarist ED JARRELL had searcely blurted out his re- quest before he realized that it would not be ranted. With a swish of her limp calico skirts, ‘irs. Smeed turned abruptly from the sink and wned at him. “Greens! she repeated shrilly. “ What on earth do vant of them things?” fed blushed — faintly. “Well, vou see—to-morrow’s ( ristmas.” he explained hesitatinglyv. “I thought per- haps it would mak the house look \t the Home, we hung the round and “Well, th iin’? the Home, as ve told you often enough,” nteri ipted the woman decisively. “ Christmas no Christmas, | aint going to | i lot vine stuff dragged in here to make litte [ never did hold with making so much fuss over that d invhow You'll go to church n tl mo ! ind that’s enough celebration for a bod) Have you cleaned the cow barn *N-no, Ma’am. *T thought as much. Well, see you do it, and don't come bothering me ag about greens or other such foolishness.” Without further words, Ted buttoned his coat, and pulling his « ip down over. his eves, stepped out of the kitchen door into straight, narrow, path banked high on either side with snow \s he followed this out to the barns, his freckled, usually good-humored face was downecast and his step lacked a good deal of its accustomed spring and lightness. For several davs he had planned this trip into the nearby woods for branches of pine and hemlock to deck the bare kitel \t the Orphan Home, had of his fourteen years, the older boy s did it every Christ- en in holiday array. near Rockville, where he spent seven s, and the excursion ma formed one of the bright spots in life where bright spots were few and far hetween. Ted had heen glad enough to leave it nine months before for the farm of Andrew Smeed, but more than once since then he had wished himself back again. He found the new life hard nd monotonous, for Mrs. Smeed was tiie “man” of the family, and managed the farm, her hus band, and the seantv help with a firm hand. To her the boy was merely a machine from which must be extracted the utmost possible mount of work in return for the munificent lollar a week he received in addition to his board He did not mind the work so much, though it was often laborious enough, as the absence of any sort of companionship or relaxation. The farm was seven miles from Rockville and four from the nearest neighbor, and to one who all his life had been used to having boys of his ewn age about him, the situation was wearisomely dull and irksome. It might not have been so bad if the hom« tmosphere had been in the least agreeable. But An- drew Smeed was moody and taciturn, and his wife, short ind snappish at best, with thoughts only for the main chance had frequent spells of shrewish irritability which were even harder te bear. stood over her, glaring down into her piteous, uplurned fuce mas im Iinree Reels By Joseph ib. Ames Illustrated by Joseph Easley Ped had a feeling that lately things had grown more and more intolerable. There were moments, indeed, when he felt as if he couldn't bear the dull, drab existence for another day, and yet what chance was there of escape? He might run away, of course, and occasionally his mind to nothing Adirondack But he knew next that n: the dallied with that possibility. of the region, and world outside rrow, isolated shrank from great unknown, HE cleaning of the cow barn progressed in silence, un- was the summoned him wcompanied by Ted’s usual cheerful whistle. It followed by other chores until, promptly at harsh the bell twelve, clang of dinner

to the house. To his surprise he found Mrs

Sineed the sole occupant of the kitchen. 7 Mr. to bed with a head- ache an’ a bad cold.” she informed him tartly, Smeed’s took his slapping down a dish of turnips on the tabl “Youll have to hitch up right after dinner av take the eggs an’ poultry in to Rockville. Now don’t sit there gawpin’. Eat your vittles aw then get the horse out. There ain’t no time for dawdlin’.” Ted made no answer, but his face cleared sud denly and his eves grew brighter. <A trip te Rockville was a rare treat and one he was not often allowed to enjoy. Hurrying through his meal, he hitched one of the horses to the sledge Here Mrs. Smeed helped him load up the eggs, butter and poultry. the sale of which to a Rockville and drove to the back door. dealer formed one of her important sources of income. “Now, I don’t want time hangin’? around town,” she told him snappishly, after destination. s 9 vou wastin” any minute directions concerning his ** You leave them things at Hobson’s an’ come right back. With Mr. Smeed sick, there'll be plenty to do.” Ted haste to drive out of the gate and down the narrow coun- try road. For a two Mrs. Smeed’s parting admonition lingered in his mind. giving dow n acquiesced readily and made moment or “She just makes up things to keep me busy.” he murmured pettishly. “'There’s really noth- ing important except to feed and bed down the

stock, and milk, and IT could do all that in an hour.” But no grievance could last long on such a day. It was clear, cold and windless. On either

Don't come bothering me again ua bout avreens or any other such foolishness ” side of the imperfectly cleared road the deep snow lay untrodden, reflecting the sun from

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XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine The branches of the great snow, myriads of frozen crystals. pines were weighted down by masses of sparkling which had drifted over fence rails and turned the hum- irum roadside tangles into glittering beauty. Thrilled by it all, Ted’s appreciative eyes missed no detail of the picture. He liked even the clouds of frosty breath from the slow trotting horse and the frosty creak of the runners against the snow. It all seemed so com- pletely a part of the Christmas season that for a brief space he forgot his troubles and gave himself over to a thorough enjoyment of the moment. RESENTLY, reaching the gateway leading to their P nearest neighbor’s, he glanced through it expectantly. But the road lay empty, with just a as he reached out and jerked the whip from its socket. The lash was fastened to a stout piece of hickory, but he knew perfectly well how slight and ineffective a weapon this would be against the bull strength of the burly ruf- fian yonder. Nevertheless, he forced himself to leap from the sledge, and though fear still gripped him like a vise, he ran across the road, the whip-handle clenched spas- modically in one hand. “Stop that!” he cried, in a shrill, high, not altogether steady voice. “Cut that out! Let go of her, or—or——” IS voice broke and he halted abruptly. The big fellow had turned his head sharply and was regarding Ted though good-natured grin. Every with a ‘surprised, 19 she said quickly, “We were practically at the end of the scene, and we can’t do the next one until the boy— She broke off with a sudden exclamation, “ Good gracious! I nevex thought of that. Why on earth can’t you use 4. The rest of her remark was inaudible to Ted, but he saw the man stare at him with sudden, appraising specula- tion. “But that would mean retaking the cabin scene,” he ob jected. * About ten minutes’ work,” shrugged the lady. * The others are much more important. And then, don’t you see, we'd be through and could go back on the morning train.” Her words caused a sudden stir amongst the little group beside them, which had just been joined by the burly, bearded villain of the recent chase. chance, glimpse of a red roof standing out sharply against the snow, and as the horse jogged Ted settled back with a little sigh of regret. Tom Keating, a boy of own age, lived there. The ood friends, but owing to the dis- tance and to Mrs, Smeed’s ingenuity on, about his two were n keeping Ted’s nose to the grind- few and far less visits hetween. Tom requently, for the lady of the house lid not approve of such interruptions tone, his were came over even to industry and made things so dis- agreeable that the Keating boy's visits were not often repeated. Besides, as Ted thought solately, stirring up the old horse with an unconscious slap of the reins, Tom hadn't his own incentive for making friends. With a at- tractive mother and a big, jolly, good- natured father, there didn't much more for the other boy to wish discon- real home, an seem for. Ted sighed again. He especially liked Mr. Keating, who always had time for a joke or a little chat when- ever they met. And as he entered the stretch known as * Keating’s Woods,” he wondered wistfully what it would seem like to man for a father. Some minutes later he was_ jolted out of his } sudden, startled sense of shock. The road was heavy have such a reverie by a hordered on both sides by a growth of tall pines, and at all times was a rather gloomy place. To the left the ground rose steeply, the serried ranks of pine trunks receding endlessly into the distance and sast- ing purple shadows on the snow. But Ted neither heeded purple shadows or snow clad pines. saw hor “Aw, take a Wes,” he urged, and Ted was astonished at the contrast between his pleasant voice and ruffianly appearance. “ It’s worth a lot to be able to spend even part of Christmas day at home.” “But how do I know he'll good?” protested the manager. “He will, all right, if the rest of his performance is up to sample,” drawled a thin, stoop-shouldered indi- vidual who stood beside the big, odd- shaped camera. “ Believe me, he put pep and punch enough into that—a whole lot more than the Brady kid ever showed.” miaike Y this time Ted began to have a very embarrassed suspicion that they were talking about him. But before he could figure out what it all meant, the manager and the young lady crossed over to his side. “Have you got a couple of hours to spare, inquired the former in a business-like manner. Ted hesitated. “ Why, I—I’m afraid not,” he answered. “I’ve got to take the eggs and things in to Rockville and come right back to the farm.” “Well, couldn’t you do that and still have time for what we want?’ asked the manager impatiently. “ It isn’t two o'clock yet. Probably it wouldn't take two hours if things went right. ’ Remembering Mrs. Smeed’s parting admonition, Ted still looked dubious, whereupon the young lady spoke up suddenly. “Do help us out,” she urged in her Tow, pleasant voice. “You see, it's this way: we’ve had to come up here from New York just to make over a few scenes in a moving picture son? His blue eves wide with amazement and growing horror, were riveted upon a woman plunging down the slope toward a bend in the road just She steadily wiih an utter disregard for the deep snow which and then, without she Her head was bare, the loosened, her ahead. ran impeded every step; now pausing, glanced back fearfully. luxuriant hair falling in disorder her attitude was of one flving from extreme peril. about shoulders ; VOR a moment or two Ted watched her dazedly. Then I his heart leaped and began to pound furiously, as an- other figure flashed out of the shadows further up the hill. Hulking, bearded and roughly clad, the fellow came on with huge strides that brought him swiftly into the fore- ground. Suddenly the woman, darting back a frightened glance, saw him and gave a shriek of terror which chilled Ted’s blood. She ran on a few paces, stumbled, and then fell helpless in the snow close to the road. An instant later the pursuing ruffian reached her, gripped one arm with a great hand, her, glaring down threateningly into her piteous, uplifted face. reins, and perhaps a and stood over Feeling the laxed little startled hy the commotion ahead, the horse had stopped close to the bend in the road, and for a few brief seconds Ted sat motionless, too frightened to stir. His heart still pounded suffocatingly, and little beads of perspiration The woman was pleading now, Ted was too dazed to her that frightened voice and of a dampened his forehead. desperately, frantically. words, but the tone of stabbed him like a_ knife. manliness and sense of chivalry rose up in protest. What had he been thinking of? How could he sat there like a log even for those brief moments? A rush of shame overwhelmed him, and flinging aside the He was under no delusion heed trembling, sudden his innate have laprobe, he sprang to his feet. Mr. Keating paused in surprise before the boy the woman's To complete anguished line of fear had vanished from face like chalk marks under a wet sponge. the boy’s bewilderment a harsh, angry voice sounded ftom behind and, whirling around, he saw five or six men and two women gathered in a little group back of some thick hemlocks which, until this moment, had hidden them from sight. One of the men, little to one side of the others, was chewing a cigar and scowling crossly who stood a at the boy. * What do you mean, butting into the picture like that?’ he demanded sharply. Ted made no answer; he could not, Dazed, bewildered, the keyed-up tension which had been gained at the expense of so much nervous energy, snapping like a thread, he stared stupidly at his questioner. It was the woman behind him who broke the silence. She had risen to her feet and shaking the snow from her skirts, stepped somehow. down into the road. “Don’t take his head off, Weston.” she said quietly. “T believe he thought it was real.” A moment later Ted felt her hand on his shoulder. “ You did, didn’t you?’ she asked gently. The boy turned and looked into her face. She was with a kindliness in her eves which young and very lovely, tide that brought an added wave of color to the crimson already flooded Ted's freckled face. “Yes-—Ma‘am,” he managed to stammer. The lady smiled. “TI thought so.” she said. “ And you would have She paused and leaned a little nearer, her face suddenly serious. “ Thank you, all the same,” she whispered in a voice which only he could hear. A moment later she had turned to the man with the cigar. “ After all, I don't believe vou’ll have to have a retake,” that were spoiled. George Brady, the hoy who is in most of them, was taken sick this morning and can’t come out, and we want you to take his place. If you only will, we can finish up this afternoon and be able to spend Christmas at home instead of in that stuffy hotel at Rockville.” , Ted gasped. “Oh, gee!” he protested. “Why, I—I couldn't act “Of course you could!” The young lady laughed reas- suringly. “It’s a small part; you’re only in three scenes. Mr. Weston will coach you, and all you'll have to do is pay attention to what he says and behave just as you would if it were all real. You were splendid before, and oddly cnough that’s exactly what you'll have to do in one of the when I’m attacked by Mr. in—a movie!” scenes of the play—rescue me Hamilton. Do say yes!” “We'll make it worth your while, too,” put in the man- ager, “especially if we can use your horse and sledge. That’s needed in the picture, but with yvoung Brady sick I didn’t bring one out.” Ted hesitated for a moment or two longer and then impulsively gave in. The thought of the reward influenced him searcely at all. It was more the ‘feeling that by hold ing out he would be keeping all these people ‘away from their homes on Christmas day. He was bound to get a tongue lashing from Mrs. Smeed, but these: were no novelty and he was fairly well hardened to them. ‘A¥Vhat- troubled him fear that he wouldn't: do his part in the movie satisfactorily. Still, the manager-seemed confident enough, and, after all, it was up to him. The instant his decision was made, things: began to move briskly. The party had come out from Rockville in two sleighs, and at the suggestion of the leading lady. Miss Dale, one of these was summoned to take Ted s (Continued on page 58)"4 jn * more was a nervous

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TANDING on the hillside where he and his companions had halted for the night, Jeff Quantrell west The sun was going down behind a jagged range of snow-tipped mountains. A little breeze was beginning to stir the dry, hot air. Just beyond the lay Cali- fornia, the goal of the little party of ‘Forty- niners who, on from Salt Lake, had been traveling for weeks through a that offered scarcely enough food and water to keep them alive. They alive now, some of them—just enough alive to continue the struggle the terrible death that broods always over those bare, sun-baked and Quantrell arid gazed over the desert. mountains their way southwest desolate country were only barely against wastes of sand stone. shrugged his shoulders as he studied the cheerless prospect. He knew that if another day or two should pass without finding water their chances of getting out of the desert alive would be indeed. a thought, for in the old, rough the Santa Fe Trail he had _ be- come hardened to danger and indifferent slim To his own plight he gave scarcely adayvs on to it; he was much more concerned over the fate of the others in the party than over his own, and his eyes were full of trouble as he turned them in the direction of Jim Larimer’s wife and two little chil- dren. It was Larimer himself, coming up behind Quantrell, the first tod lreak the silence. “ How much longer d you think it’s going to take us, Jeff?” he asked anxiously. “ Five week—if we who was days; ever do get out.” “If!” Hoarsely echoing the ominous word, Larimer shoi startled glance at (Juantrell and clutched the Santa Fe trail- er’s sleeve with a trembling hand. “ D’you mean it’s that? You think it in’t certain we're going to pull through? The man’s voice was shrill with fear. Quantrell turned on him contemptuously. * What's the matter with you, Larimer?” he demanded sharply. You didn't count on a certainty of getting through such a country s this, did you? A man that comes on a trail like this has got to have a spine in his back.” perhaps a as bad as * Losing your nerve? \RIMER seemed to be making an effort to pull him- self together, as if ashamed of having betrayed his timidity. “I’m trying hard not to be a derned Jeff,” he said, his voice now steadier and quieter, “ but coward, I'm not alone in the world as vou are. I’ve got a wife and two children with me, and I guess I've got reason for being scared. And all the starving and thirsting we’ve been through has sort of taken the heart out of me, Jeff. I guess I ain’t the man I was.” Quantrell’s expression softened. laid a hand on Larimer’s shoulder. got a good excuse for worrying, Jim, if anybody ever had, he said. “ You're the only one of us who’s got a wife and kids along. But keep your courage with you, old scout. You'll need it. And worry isn’t going to help pull vour family to the other side of those mountains.” But there was only despair in Larimer’s eyes as he stared at the snow-capped behind which lay the country whose gold had lured him from his eastern home. ““My nerves have sure been getting mighty shaky, Jeff,” he said. “I’ve been seeing things—things that ain’t real. 1 saw a ghost last night.” \pprehensively, with studied his companion’s haggard face. io suspect that the man’s mind was giving way under the train of all that he had endured. “Oh, I saw it all right.” insisted Larimer as he caught In kindly fashion he “Yes, I reckon vou'’ve wall searching eves, Quantrell He was beginning kee n, Quantrell’s look. “ A sure enough ghost it was, Jeff. Off on the desert in the moonlight. Looked like a walking skeleton. It was coming straight toward me, and T was .0 plumb scared that T put my hands over my face. And when I looked again the thing was gone.” “You need a rest, Jim,” said Quantrell. “Go and lie down—and—take a swallow of water, Jim. I reckon we can spare that much.” Larimer shook his head as he turned and rest,” he agreed, “but I won't take my share of the water so long as those kids o*° mine are away. “ Pll go a drop more’n sert Ghost Tuck saw an emaciated figure of a man standing motionless so dry. No, sir, | kin suffer a little bit better’en they kin.” Quantrell watched him stroll over to the = spot where the remainder of the party were grouped, and reflected dismally that if anything should happen to Lari- mer he himself would be the only really able-bodied man left. His gaze rested on the weary little group of trav- elers. Besides the Larimer family there were two old men and two boys. Ezra Bellamy and Zeke Yawby were fairly vigorous considering their old age, but they were too far past the prime of life to be relied on implicitly. Indeed during the past few days both had found the greatest difficulty in keeping pace with the rest of the party. Hollow-eyed, their bodies shrunken to little more than skin and bones, both presented a ghastly appearance. Tuck Simms and Job Danby were bearing up much better. In spite of the fact that they were only sixteen years old, Quantrell felt that he could count on them to pull through if anybody did. Larimer’s wife and chil- dren were in the worst plight. Their only food jerked ox meat and with never enough water to satisfy their thirst, they were growing more feeble and wasted with every day. Fortunately there were still oxen left, ind, though these half-starved animals were mere bag's of bones, they were able to carry Mrs. Larimer and the children. two UDGING from the position of the moon, it must have been long past the middle of the night when Joe Danby poked his fist vigorously into the ribs of Tuck Simms. Tuck came out of his sleep with a grunt and sat up. “What's bitin’ vou?” he demanded, glaring savagely at Job. Job was staring off over the desert, his eves full of fear. “Gee, Tuck!” he exclaimed under his breath. “1 just saw the ghost that scared Larimer.” Tuck «a contemptuous snort. “ You're dreaming,” he growled. “Go to sleep, and don’t bother me.” “Took!” cried Job. “There it is now!” Tuck looked in the direction of Job’s pointing, shaking hand, and saw far off on the rocks an emaciated figure of a man standing motionless, the face turned toward them. In the moonlight, which cast a pale, ethereal luster over every object, the figure had an unearthly look and gave BOYS’ LIFE By Edward Leonard Illustrated by Douglas Duer its loose clothes hung over it like a shroud, For a moment ‘Tuck and Job sat star- ing into each other’s eyes dumb-founded, Then they looked again over the desert, The thing was gone. “Well, the ghost was there all right, wasn't it?” demanded Job. “Huh! There aint no returned Tuck. “ Didn’t we see it?” “Yeah; we saw it all right. saw what isn’t—that’s all.” “Tj guess I believe in what I can see with my eyes." Job declared with deep conviction. ‘ Don't start arguing with me that there’s no such thing as a ghost. T’ve got chills running clear through me. Wish I was back in old New York. There’s no ghosts in Broadway.” “Wish I back in old Missouri,” muttered Tuck, as he dropped off into sleep. “ There’s plenty of water to drink in old Missouri. Plenty of—water—in—old —” He began to dream of the mill creek where he had fished back home. He was lying over its bank drinking its clear, cold water in great gulps. When at last he awoke he could still hear it babbling; but his throat was drier than ever, and the sun, red and scorching, was creeping up over the gray desert. such _ thing,” But we can ever was S the party were making ready to con- tinue their journey Tuck and Job told Quantrell how they had seen the ghost. The hard-headed pioneer from the Santa Fe Trail had not the slightest ‘belief in such supernatural visitors; but he was puzzled. Larimer’s story he had laid to the hallucinations of a disordered brain, but Tuck and Job, though, like everybody else, they showed the effects of hunger and thirst, seemed perfectly rational. “Tl have to get a pretty plain look at a ghost myself before I'll believe in ’em,” he said with a grim smile. “ Folks that are thirsting and starving are likely to see pretty near anything, I reckon.” \ll that day they struggied on toward the jagged moun- tain range, while their water supply grew smaller and smaller. When again they halted for the night and each had gulped down the evening share—scarcely more than a swallow—there was only enough left to fill a single pow- der can. The can was carefully corked and placed in a cool hole in a ledge of rocks. It held enough, perhaps, to see them all through another day, but not enough to keep them from suffering for even that short time. N the morning Quantrell found it half empty. Without | a word of comment he showed it to the men and the hovs. His mouth was set in hard, grim lines as he studied the face of each one, and there was a steely glitter in his eves. A long, dismal silence followed. At last old Ezra Bel- lamy spoke. “Some one of us here is a thief,” he said hoarsely, “and hangin’ would be too good for him.” Larimer looked up at the glaring sun. “ Half a can!’ “ How’ll we ever get through this day with half a can!” He glanced at his wife and children, and tears came to his eyes. “ You’re right, Bellamy. Hangin’ would be too good for whoever stole that water. He’s the mean- est thief that ever lived.” “Well, itll do no good standin’ here and talkin’ about it,’ put in Zeke Yawby. “ We better get ready to move. The more miles we cover the more likely we'll be to find a water hole. And if we don’t find one pretty quick we'd better all say our prayers.” Tuck watched Yawby closely. The old man was the newest member of the party, and nobody knew anything about him. He was the only one in the group whom ‘Luck would have been willing to suspect for a moment of steal- ing the water. If Yawbv wasn’t the thief, then one of the others must be; and that seemed impossible. Would Jeff Quantrell ever stoop to such a despicable deed; or would Bellamy, or Job, or Larimer? Never! Tuck felt ashamed of the mere thought. As for Mrs. Larimer and her chil- dren, they had not known where the can was. They had also been receiving «a larger allowance of water than the others of the party, and surely would not have been des- perate enough to try to find it, with the risk of being caught in the theft. No, this had been a man’s job. Mrs. he cried. XUM

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-IFE "dl roud, star- ded, sert, ight, o” ing can leep ling lear yew nm” nto ink old ek "as Id he ut he 1p UM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine Larimer in her weakened condition could not possibly have climbed down the ledge to the hole where the can had been stored for the night, and her children were scarcely more than babies. ~O that left Yawby as the only one who could be guilty, S according to Tuck’s reasoning. And yet old Zeke had a frank, honest face, and had borne up bravely and with- out a word of grumbling under all the suffering he had shared with his companions. ‘Tuck found it hard to suspect him. Suddenly he realized that Quantrell’s sharp, searching eves were also fastened on old Zeke. ‘Tuck knew what Quantrell would do if the thief were discovered. Quan- trell would shoot him. The old. man seemed to sense the fact that he was the object of suspicion, though not a word had been spoken against him. An angry glitter came into his little, deep- set eyes as from under shaggy, gray eyebrows they read the thought that was in the mind of every one he saw. For a moment he glowered at his silent accusers, then turned away with a sneer. “It’s him,” whispered Bellamy. Larimer nodded. “It begins to look that way,” he ad- mitted. “ Who else could it be? Nobody. But we don't know yet, and we got to be sure before we do anything.” “And we've got other things to think about just now,” Quantrell added. “'There’s a fierce day ahead of us. We better be moving.” With every minute the air was growing hotter and hot- ter. The sun hung in an absolutely cloudless sky. Dry hills, towering rocks and wide wastes of sand shimmered in the yellow glare. The desert seemed to be beckoning to them to come and meet their fate. Tuck Simms had kept his courage up until now, but as he looked into the west a terrible fear took hold of him, and he could feel himself trembling. “Half a can of water,” he muttered. ‘“ Not enough for even one of us. How’ll we get through this day?” Already they were suffering from thirst, but they did not dare to touch a drop of the precious water. Even the children’s share was withheld from them. It not until they had traveled several miles that each of the party was allowed a few drops. They ate none of the jerked meat that day. Their throats were too dry to swallow it. Instead they pulled up the few blades of grass — thev passed, and sucked ravenously at the roots for the mois- ture. Their strength was ebbing fast; vet somehow they struggled on and on mile after mile. Once, on a rocky hill- side, they came upon a human skeleton, the only sign that they were not the only travelers who had ever ventured into that lifeless country. About the middle of the day they stopped to rest. “We can’t hold mut any longer like this,’ Larimer moaned. “ We got to have some of the water.” Quantrell took the can, and carefully measured out half its contents. The children and their mother were the first to be served, and Zeke Yawby was the last. There was a feverish light in the old man’s eyes as he raised his cup to his swollen lips. As he was about to gulp down the water a sound came to his ears that caused him to hesitate. Lari- mer’s children were begging and sobbing for more—for just a few more drops. was ILD Zeke turned and stared at them. Then The looked longingly at the wa- ter in his cup ana rubbed his parched tongue against his cracking _ lips. He looked out over the iay between him and his goal, and his eyes turned again to the children. He stood blinking at them, swaying dizzily, while the cup shook dangerously in his feeble, unsteady The children were watching him with yearning eyes. At last he stepped over to them. “It’s yours,” he whispered thickly, and he gave them each a swallow. Not a drop remained for himself, and, hanging the empty cup on his belt, he limped away with his grim, worn face turned stubbornly to the west. “ He’s guilty!” cried Larimer, who was now half-crazed from all that he had endured. ‘Don’t that prove it? Would he be giving water away if he hadn’t had a darnea sight more’n his share?” Ezra Bellamy shook his head in perplexity. “It sure proves one thing or another,” he said. “It proves he’s either the meanest thief on earth or a better man than any hands. of us.” *“ He’s the thief!” cried Larimer furiously. “Um going to kill him. He ain’t fit to live.’ He raised his gun and pointed it at Yawby, who was watching him with a look of contempt in his tired eyes. Old Zeke seemed to be indif- ferent to his fate. N the nick of time Quantrell interfered by jerking the gun from Larimer’s hands. “ I've been doing a lot of thinking about that water, Jim,” he said, “and something tells me we're going to find out who’s the thief. You wait a while. There’s not going to be any shooting vet.” Before sunset the last drop in the can was gone, and when they halted, exhausted and desperate, for the night it seemed to every one of them that they were face to face with death. They knew there was no hope of getfing through another day without water. They would go mad with thirst before another sunset and would die in agony. Larimer began to whimper like a child. “ My poor little kids!” he wailed. “ My poor little kids! We haven't got a chance—not a chance!” He could hear the children moaning, and crying feebly for water. “You shut up!” snapped Quantrell, who looked years older than when they had set out on that torturing day’s march and who was beginning to lose his cool self control. “This is no time for making a fool of yourself. We're not going to stay here and die without an effort to save our- selves, and you’re wrong about not having a chance. We’re getting up into the higher hill’ now, and along about mid- night it gets to be freezing up near the top of ’em. Tf any moisture falls up there it will be left in sheets of ice, and if there’s ice we'll have to find it before the sun comes up to melt it. We'll rest a while, and then we'll begin to hunt.” “And if there isn’t any ice we'll get ready to die.” moaned Larimer, who no longer found it possible to muster 2\ uny courage. He was too nervous and troubled to sleep, and, instead of lying down with the others, he paced rest- lessly to and fro hour after hour, until the moon had climbed high and Quantrell crept from his blankets and woke his sleeping companions. “Take your guns with you,” he ordered. “ We're go- ing to separate now and climb up into the hills looking for that ice. If any of you find it he’s to fire his gun as a signal. If you don’t find more than enough for yourself don't fire, for we don’t want to do any roaming round for nothing.” * And if I happen to make a real big find I'll fire twice,’ said Bellamy. “Yes, if you do that, fire twice,” Quantrell assented. “Good news like that couldn’t come to us too soon. That’s the plan we'll all follow; one shot if there’s enough to go ; round, two if it’s a big strike. And keep to the rocks. You won't find any ice where there’s soil for water to seep through.” Without waking Mrs. Larimer or the children, who, it seemed, needed no one to guard them in that spot where no living visitors, men nor beasts, could be expected, they set off into the hills that lay close to the west, each taking a different direction, their routes spreading out from the starting point like the ribs of a fan. It was very slowly they moved, for they had but little strength left and it was rough, steep ground they were crossing. Tuck Simms, as he plodded painfully on, soon lost sight of the others. His heart sank as he found himself alone in the silent night in that land where death seemed to be waiting and beckoning for him. He shivered; but not from the sharp air of the night; it was fear that was send- ing chills through his veins. With his fellow travelers beside him it had been easier for him to keep his courage. But now, alone, where not a sound broke through the death-like silence, he had never been so timid and miser- able. He began to realize more keenly than ever the peril of their situation. If he should find no ice ‘and should hear no gunshots he would be convinced that only a miracle could save them. FE. climbed’ up and up the steep slope, until there was no longer sandy soil but solid reck under his feet. He was so weak that every step was a hard effort. His throat burned: his dry tongue felt as if a piece of thick cloth had been wedged into his mouth. Thirst, hunger and ex- haustion had brought on a dizziness, and the hills seemed His fevered imagination was be- ginning to play tricks with him. Once he was sure he heard the moan of a human being. It was only the wind. Then a shadow cast in the moonlight with a slender pin- nacle of rock star- tled him and brought to his mind the ghost that had frightened Larimer and _ that Job and he himself had seen on the fol- lowing night. ‘The thought of the ghost filled him with a new fear. If he should meet that apparition now he would surely give himself up fo~ lost. His nerves were in no condition for such a shock. Little clouds, mere shreds of some far- distant storm, were drifting over the hi!l- tops, and they gave Tuck a glimmer of hope. They looked as if they might be dropping water here to be reeling ’round him. and there. Suddenly the moon shone o1t between them, and disclosed a sight that thrilled him. A few steps tiny sheet of ice glittered like silver. Tuck broke into a away a run. The precious ice, which he would not have exchanged for its bulk in dia- Powe, “5s Lue} an ds e t th: t aA a nonds a at mo- ~ 4.9% ment, was almost within his grasp, when the ghastlv hopeless, shimmering miles of desert that firro owen Le ft Fortunately there were thing that had been (Cont'd on page 52)

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looked LDDENLY way those steel of affectionate nition passed over Min Warra’s face. “Hello there, Major,” he I've some tor alert gray eves my ind a smile recog- said, “come in, news ) “I’m worried.” he gan when I en red. “A r } ( camels ( ity caravan ente prom desert lad- red the the northwestern this afternoon with ened prayer He stopped talk tbruptly as he glanced anxiously toward the through which I had from doorw i\ just entered the sitting “Go on,” I CF i nor al t ll gree > sacre é - —— find out more a — he would never be recognized as an American. He is ei gh- dull green—the 33 ved Mohan this mysterious caravan. By mos bet bel pre oe medan color. Upon the floor a daa cin Ge elie tellin een but he does a man's work in Bagdad, as a clever spy ieee sidaian: apment al Mania ar mee and detective. He knows the natives as no other white man : fas 2 oF vour gun, it mav come in use- é ; designs. ‘There was certainly a gee : in the country knows them and he has devoted this know- . ful : ; a 7 see, motley throng gathered there ledge and his truly American ability to think quickly and is pia -Siawe were alent oO : ; : to see through the clever trickery of the Arabs, to helping re ae - ae wander out in the un- A: “ a 5 and pious Afghans, Circassians, lighted streets of Bagdad ro — of England. ; You remember him, surely. Tartars, Indians and sombre at night with Min Warra was ¢ made his first appearance in BOYS’ LIFE nearly a Persians with blue-black beards no new thing to me and it al- year ago. He's back again, for this is the first of a series and little, jet black eves, oes taal its Senctnetions its of three stories about his activities with the soldiers placed Yemen Arabs. Bedouin Arabs. lurking, haunting, adventure- in Arabia by the British government to maintain order. It all presumably enjoying the some risks; for one never knew is a gripping story. Read it and you'll want us to hurry peace of our new administra- what might be afoot though along the other two. We might add, too, that the stories tion. outwardly the town looked that are to follow are just as full of mystery and suspense Some_ smoked _narghilehs, peaceable enough. as this one is. others long pipes with black “I'm going to the old cara- jm =| Clay bowls, all- conversing in

BOYS’ LIFE By Denzil C. Lees Illustrated by Henry C. Pitz low tones and drinking from little cups of thick, black coffee. Some sat in silent, brooding meditation with eyes sombre and dreamy, some with eyes bloodshot, malignant and suspicious, and others in whose eyes there burned Joy the fire of a wild fanaticism. There were faces scarred with war, with small- pox and with the hatred ot the white man and _ his Christian doctrines ot love and_ peace, faces without fear, without much pity. \ vague suspicion flitted across my ° mind that these were all gathered in Bag- dad for some. ter- rible and _— sinister purpose, that _ this was a collection of the representative clans of Islam watching and wait- ing messengers to the edges of the Orient of some ulti- mate plan of con- quest, some momen tous decision which at present was in the making. There passed before my mind's eye a vision of those many types, dispositions, tongues, colors of men; welded into one terrible advancing column over which flew the green flag of Islam and behind which there spread the ghastly trail of Christian blood. My reverie was broken by an Arab serving boy who had brought us coffee at Min Warra’s injunction. We paid for our locations on the floor for the night and T soon fell under the influence of the level monotony of the sounds of the. voices and the liquid bubble of the narghilehs, as my mind once more puzzled over the mystery of the caravan of prayer rugs. T last Min Warra stirred slightly and drew my atten- p tion. He had not spoken a word since we entered the place. His eves were fixed on a man who was sitting in a corner of the room across from us, and who was bending forward in an animated conversation with a Pedouin Arab. Beneath the man’s dark brow and long black lashes his little black eyes seemed to pierce the immobile surface of the desert Arab’s dark and swarthy countenance Min Warra turned to me whispering: “The man in the corner,” he paused as he indicated by a swift glance the one I had just noticed he had been watching, “is a Shiah priest from Persia, and the man with he is in seller of prayer rugs disguised as a Bedouin Arab.” He stopped talking abruptly as he perceived the Shiah and Min Warra bent head turning slightly in his position. I also moved in whom earnest conversation is a priest glance in our direction his order to hide my face, taking the cue from the boy, but not swift by a feeling of interest and wonder as whether those two men had any- without a look caused mixed thing to do with the problem in hand. And in that mo mentary glance I saw the Shiah priest pass a_ large revolver over to the rug seller, \ thrill of cxcitement gripped me. to acquaint Min Warra with what I had seen when his I was just about voice whispered again: “The Shiahan Moslems of Persia are in sympathy with Turkey but with the of Mecca and \rabia on a question of orthodoxy: it is a serious ques- has divided the They may have come to some understanding, however, through furkish agents. The Shiah priest appears to be someone of importance by the way those in his immediate vicinity glance at him from time to time. We had better keep our faces well hid from them.” \fter a brief silence I told Min Warra of the passing of the revolver. He made no comment but a faint smile of disagree Sunnites tion since it Mohammedan world. interest flickered over his face. A T last the deep, monotonous mumbling of the voices died down as the men one by one lay down where they sat for sleep. I pulled my burnouse over my head in the Arab fashion and lay down beside my friend in pre tence of sleep. The smell of the sweating bodies around me nauseated me: however, I kept up a continual watch upon the Persian priest and the rug seller. At last I must have dozed, a sudden feeling came to me that I was alone. I sat up, pulled back my burnouse bu! The hid arou not hold thro and mys arol Jam) G dar! abo hud shot cor! ear Mir 50 oth tiol my pre rist of thi she hir a we je ve a th wl ar ac

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LIFE IS Zz black eves 2nant l low trred mal}. the the his rines PACE, lear, pity, cion my vere sag. ter- ster this ot tive XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine hid my face in the folds of my head-dress. I glanced around for Min Warra and to my intense surprise he was not there. He had disappeared. A feeling of dread took hold of me, various and fearful speculations surged through my brain, brought on by that sudden awakening, and the realization that I was left alone, together with the mysterious jerks and slow moves of the sleeping men around me hardly visible in the dim light of the failing lamps. Min Warra had said nothing about leaving. Gradually my eyes became accustomed to the semi- darkness and I began to distinguish the various forms about me. Most of the occupants of the room were lying huddled in sleep, a few still sat and slept with head and shoulders bent forward. I glanced furtively over to the corner for the two men who had attracted our attention earlier in the night, but they also had disappeared. Had Min Warra followed them? Had he come to some harm so doing? These and other wild specula- tions surged through my sleep be-fogged prain. I was about to rise and go in search of him when some- thing touched my shoulder from _ be- hind. I turned with a start as my hand went with a quick jerk for my revol- ver, but I saw with a feeling of relief that it was the boy who had returned and was_ settling down near me. “Where have you been?” I managed to breath when I had gained my self control. “To see what the camels carried be- sides prayer rugs,” was the whispered reply, “but I was not successful, they are too well guarded, and that means that there is something about this thing, Major, which needs careful handling. There is murder in the air. Abdul Hamid, Sheikh of the Beni Shereen has been shot!” “What’s the mean- ing of that?” I gasped in amaze- ment. HERE followed a short pause, then Min Warra said in a tense whisper: “The Shiah priest from Persia is in charge of the cara- yan of prayer rugs.” “How do you know all this? almost with impatience. “T saw the deed with my own eyes. Abdul Hamid was lured from the house in which he was lodging to the out- skirts of the city, there shot by the disguised Bedouin Arab, the rug seller, who with the help of the Persian priest threw his body into the river.” “ But why didn’t you stop the crime, and arrest them?” I snapped back. “It was utterly impossible, there were too many con- Besides, we shall get them both I hope before another night comes. And again there is some- thing more important to consider—the solution of the mysterious caravan. It leaves at dawn. I overheard the Shiah priests give orders to that effect to the caravan men in the courtyard.” With that he curled himself by my side and appeared to begin the heavy breathing of sleep, but once when I moved to peer down at him his eyes opened and I knew that he was making a pretense of sleep and was alert to any strange sound or move. I remained seated. I was too excited and nervous even to lie dewn. I thought over this last piece of news. The death of Abdul Hamid Sheikh of the Beni Shereen re- vealed the fact that there was some menace brooding, some plot deep and terrible. This Shiekh had been a great help to the Allies, he was in sympathy with the new king- dom of Arabia, had been a great force in quelling trouble among the suspicious Arab tribes in the desert. It was ” I returned in surprise, federates about. clear that he had been put out of the way for some new and secret move of the enemy. That Min Warra had found out something thrilled me with renewed admiration for the boy. His patience, perseverance, and astounding coolness was a wonder ever new in my mind. He was an efficient Arab Scout of the first class. HE hour before dawn brought a sudden movement among the sleeping forms as one by one arose, slipped their burnouses into place, girded up their loins and started to leave in silence. Min Warra got up and I fol- lowed him. The place was pitch dark. The lamps had burned themselves out and the incense brazier had ex- hausted its breath. A rank, dead, musty smell filled the air. “Cover most of your face with your kuffeyieh, pered my friend as we passed out. ” whis- “The man in the corner is a Shiah priest from Persia,” he whispered. Several caravan men were busy kicking the camels to their feet as we entered the courtyard. Min Warra hur- ried forward through their midst, I at his heels. Down the street we came across two kneeling camels with an Arab boy standing by them. I could see that they were prepared for a journey, being ladened with water- skins and provisions. “These are our beasts,” said Min Warra in a hushed tone glancing around furtively as he motioned the boy away. I mounted one of the camels without a word and jerked it to its feet. We paused at a food stall and par- took of a hurried meal of greasy Arab bread and dried apricot paste, washed down with goat’s milk, on our way out of the city. Just as dawn was breaking, as the first streak of light stole into the east and threw a frail spear of gold upon the sands the wail of camel bells reached me from behind. I glanced over my shoulder and perceived a string of camels coming in our direction. During the next hour Min Warra constantly looked back but his face betrayed nothing until we reached the top of an extra large dune. Then a sudden look of comprehen- sion came into his eyes as he called back to me: “It is the caravan of prayer rugs all right, they will turn soon if they are bound for Mecca.” LL morning we rode in silence and still the caravan followed. It was certain now that the caravan was not bound for Mecca, at least not just yet, and with that realization there came conviction that trouble was not far ahead. My faith in Min Warra was not in the least dis- turbed, I felt that he knew something about that caravan which he had not confided to me and that it was of serious import since he had himself gone to so much trouble so far, 23 and had even left the protecting presence of the citadel. We halted for the noonday meal. My companion looked at me with a smile and an expression of satisfaction. I concluded that he had come to some decision. “We'll wait for the caravan to overtake us,” he said, “JT had my doubts about its going to Mecca. We'll travel with them, if they will let us, or at least find out where they are going.” He stopped a moment as though in reflection then went on again as a faint smile flickered over his face: “ Remember, Major, we are devout Mohammedans. You had better keep your eyes on me at the time of prayer and follow the same postures. I don’t know if you know the formula? Anyway, you had better pray silently. Fol- low my lead in everything.” At last the caravan came up; there were eight camels in all, four with the prayer rugs, the others water and provision animals. I concluded by the number of the lat- ter that the caravan was bent on a long journey. The lead- ing animal was mounted by a man enveloped in a large black and white bur- nouse, evidently the Bedouin Arab guide. As they approached we gave them the usual salutation with which one Moslem al- ways greets another; but they completely ignored us and passed on. 66 HAT settles it!” mutter- ed Min Warra half to himself, “ Moham,. medans do not ignore one another in the desert except in the case of hostility or some secret mission. We shall follow.” Without a word I remounted my kneel- ing camel and we were soon under way again. My thoughts were with the caravan. I had counted the men, four against the two of us. At last the sun went down trailing red over the sands. We had allowed the caravan to pass out of sight, turning south before we did so to give the impression that we were going that way. Our course was now west again and upon the fading of the day I dimly discerned the twinkle of a few lights in the distance. Later we halted on the outskirts of the little desert town of Yambo in which Min Warra declared the caravan had paused for the night. The darkness was intense, a strange stillness filled the air and the little, squat houses looked like chunks of black rocks scattered here and there. The streets were de- serted, empty and silent as a tomb. Leaving our animals we pressed forward passing from house to house with stealthy movements toward the center of the town where the Menzul or guest house was situated. At last Min Warra stopped under a low mud wall about five feet high evidently surrounding the yard of a building which I had noted was larger than the rest we had passed. The dull clank of a camel bell reached me and the strong, unfor- gettable scent of the animals, and I supposed we had reached the first stage in our venture. “The caravan camels, if I am not mistaken,” breathed Min Warra as he seized me by the arm suddenly and forced me down to my knees. “We must crawl,” he whispered, “follow me,” he di- rected still in the same tense whisper, “if we keep in the shadow of the wall we shall not be seen, there are two Arabs guarding the camels.” With that he began to crawl toward what appeared to be an opening in the wall and passed in and I went after him. In the next few moments the thrill and excitement was intense as I perceived the dark forms of (Continued on page 57) ’

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| xr Eis <4 UT surely they would not dare their deviltry so near the plantations!” “Who knows?” Monapikot lapsed into the Indian tongue, which David understood a little and could speak haltingly to the extent of being under- stood. “The fox takes the goose where he finds it.” “Then I will be no goose, Straight Arrow, but rather the dog who slays the fox,” laughed David. Pikot smiled faintly. ‘You will ever be Noawamma, He Who Laughs, my brother. But see that while you laugh you close not your eyes. Now I must go, for Master Eliot awaits what I bring.” “TI will see you again soon, Pikot, for the fish are hungry and none can coax them to the hook as you can.” “And none eat them as you can!” chuckled Pikot. “Within seven sleeps I will visit you and we will take food and go to the Long Pond. Farewell, my brother.” “Farewell, Pikot. May your meat do you much good.” Monapikot stepped into his canoe, the Indians grunted and pushed off and David watching, waved the craft out of sight. Then he launched his own canoe and again took up his journey. Pikot’s warning held his thoughts, although it did not seem to him that this Wachoosett saga- more would dare dispatch his assassins so far into the plantations. As for any danger on the river he smiled at that. Already the village of Newtown, settlement with many proper houses and a mile-long fenced enclosure about it, was in sight on the left, and Boston a good-sized itself was but a good four miles distant. But David told himself that Pikot’s fears might have ground and that for awhile at least it would be best to be cautious. As soon as he returned home he would repeat the Indian’s warning. He smiled as he reflected on the alarm that it would bring to Obid Dawkin. In the early afternoon, skirting the mud flats and oyster banks below the town, he made landing at Black- stone’s Point, giving his canoe into custody of an Indian who dwelt in a hut close upon the water, and made his way up the hill, there being nothing in the way of a road save a cart track that wound deviously. His path led him presently along the slope of Valley Acre and thence into Hanover Street above. To David the sights and sounds of Boston were engaging indeed and it took him the better part of an hour to complete his journey afoot. Many windows must be looked into that he might feast his eyes on the goods for sale within, and the signs hang- ing above the narrow streets were a never-failing source of interest. But in the end he turned down toward the shore and so into Ship Street and saw the swinging sign of the King’s Head Tavern ahead and was presently beat- ing a gay tattoo on the portal of Master William Elkins, Merchant. CHAPTER IV Tue Srorrep Arrow HE rest of that day passed quickly and enjoyably, for Ralph Elkins took David under his wing and, until it was time for the evening meal, the two lads viewed the town and loitered along the shore and wharves where many ships were at anchor. When they returned to the house Master Elkins had returned and they sat down to supper. William David’s

uncle was a somewhat pompous man of forty-odd, very proper as_ to dress and deportment, who ruled his household with a stern hand. Yet withal he was kind of heart and secretly held David in much affection. Since his wife’s death the domestic affairs had been looked after by a certain Mistress Fairdaye, who occupied a position midway between those of servant and housewife, taking her meals with the family and ruling in her own realm quite as inflexibly as Master Elkins com- manded over all. David often pitied Ralph, for what between his father and Mistress Fairdaye he spent what seemed to the younger lad a verv dreary and suppressed existence. But Ralph appeared not to mind it. Indeed, unlike David, he had little of the adventurous in his make-up and restraint did not irk him. HE rest of the evening was spent in conversation, David delivering some messages to his uncle from his father and recounting the warnin and, in return, listening to a lengthy discourse on the political affairs of the Colony, much of which he did not comprehend. It was decided, though, by Master Elkins that David was not to make the return journey alone, but that three of the town Indians should accompany him. David took no pleasure from the decision, for, as toilsome as the trip would have been, he had looked for- ward to it eagerly, anxious to put his strength and en- durance to the test. Next day purchases were made by at a little after ten o’clock Ralph accompanied him to Blackstone’s Point whither the porters from the stores had borne his goods and where three stolid and unat- tractive Indians were awaiting. Ralph bade him fare- well and repeated a promise to visit him in the summer mid-morning and canoe, propelled by two of the savages, began Since but one of his copper-skinned and the its return voyage. companions carried a weapon, a battered flint-lock, David could not see that he was much safer from attack by hostiles than if he had made the journey alone. The armed savage was known as Trot, and was an ancient, watery-eyed Massachusett, one of the few remain- ing remnants of that once numerous tribe. He squatted forward of David his gun across his knee and, save for a grunted word of direction to the paddlers, gave all his attention to his pipe. Isaac HEY met but three voyagers on their journey and saw no Indians, friendly or hostile, and just at sunset pulled the canoe to shore. David’s father was surprised at sight of the procession that came out of the woods toward the house, but, on hearing the boy’s story, agreed that Master Elkins had ordered wisely. The Indians were paid off and given food and tobacco and took themselves away again, while David, in spite of having done but little to earn his passage, fell to on his supper with noble hunger. As he ate—his father and Obid having already supped—he told of his meeting with Monapikot and of the latter’s news, and Master Lindall listened in all gravity and Obid Dawkin in un- concealed alarm. “°Tis as I have told all along,’ declared Obid, his thin voice more than ever like a rusted wheel in his excitement. “None Is safe in his bed so long as these naked murderers be allowed to dwell in the same country! Think you I shall stay here to have my scalp lifted? I give you notice, Master Lindall, that so soon as the porridge be cooked in the morning I take my departure. given by Monapikot -

BOYS’ LIFE By Ralph Henry Barbour Illustrated by Remington Schuyler The dear Lord knows that ‘tis little enough hair | have left at best, and that little I would keep, and it please Him! Tomorrow morning, Master Lindall. Say not that I failed to give you full notice.” “Be quiet a moment,” replied the master calmly. “| must think what best to do. Master Vernham should be acquainted with this so soon as may be, for if it prove true that this Wadchusett sachem means mischief *tis Master Vernham that, being nigher, they will first Methinks I had best go over there at once and give him warning. You will go with me, Obid?” Nathan Lindall’s eyes twinkled. Obid turned a dour face toward him. “ Not I, in sooth, Master! The forest has no liking for me since I have heard David’s tale.” “Then David shall come and you shall remain to guard the house. Perhaps _ that better, for should the savages attack while we be gone you will be more able to cope with them than the lad.” Obid’s dismay brought a chuckle from David. “Whether I go or stay,” he shrilled, “it seems I must be murdered then! Nay, I will accompany you, for at least in the forest I may have a chance to safe myself in flight, whereas an I bide here I must likely burn to death like ‘a rabbit in a brush-heap! But in the Master—” “Twice you have informed me of that, Obid. Get your hat and gun and let us be off, magpie. Mayhap if we haste we can be back before it be fully dark.” assail. were morning, BID obeyed grumblingly and soon they had set forth, leaving David to make fast the door and windows and await their return. It would be untrue to say that David felt no uneasi- but his uneasiness was not fear. Besides his own musket and the two that his father and Obid had taken with them there was a fourth at hand as well as a pistol that, although of uncertain accuracy, could be used if mess, required, and against a few Indians armed only with bows and arrows he felt more than a match. David replenished the fire and dipped into one of two books that he had brought back with him, and, when the better part of two hours had passed, heard not without relief the sound of his father’s voice at the edge of the wood. “Master Vernham had already heard rumors of mis- chief against him,” said Nathan Lindall when he had entered, “and we might have spared ourselves the journey. He seems not greatly concerned, but has agreed to observe caution. He thinks the threats came first from the Indians we drove away and are but repeated and adorned as tales ever are. Yet for my part, David, I am not so easy. "Tis a time of unrest, and for a while it will be the part of wisdom to stray not far into the forest, and never unarmed. What say you, Obid?” “T say naught, Master. If you bide here and be done to death, ’tis your But as for me, tomorrow morn I leave!” “Then ’twere best you fortified yourself with sleep,” replied Nathan Lindall dryly, “for the journey is long.” “Sleep say you! Not a wink of sleep shall I have this night. If die I must ’twill be whilst I’m awake and command all my faculties.” “Think you, Obid,” asked David slyly, “ that scalped be the more pleasant for missing no part of it?” “Peace, David,” said his father. “’Tis not seemly to jest on so serious a matter. Be off to bed, lad.” Once in the night David awoke and, listening to the hearty sounds that came from the farther end of the attic, smiled. “ Faith,’ he thought sleepily as he turned over, “if Obid be still awake he has not the sound of it!” Perhaps sleep brought counsel to Obid, for in the morn- ing there was no more talk of leaving; though, for that choose to own matter. being Tk ma the of his tha the no hat gr pr the do: fel sid the wi fr se wi

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IFE ir ise at ld ef st id a Dah Pi Dilton XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine matter, neither’ Nathan Lindall nor David had _ taken the servant’s threat seriously. Whatever could be said of Obid, he was no coward, while, even if he had been, his devotion to his master would have proved stronger than his timidity. That day all three worked hard in the fields. Although their muskets were ever within reach no incident caused any alarm. And when a second day had likewise passed uneventfully even Obid Dawkin grudgingly allowed that maybe the danger was not so present as he had feared. But on the third morning there was another tale to tell when Obid, opening the door to fetch water from the well, dropped his pail and fell back with a groan that brought the others to his side. Obid pointed to the stone step outside. There, in the first ray of sunlight, lay an arrow wrapped about with the dried skin of a rattlesnake. CHAPTER V. Davin Visits THE PRAYING VILLAGE ¢¢ 9 T seems he gives fair warning,” said Nathan Lindall quietly as he stooped and lifted the horrid token from the step. David was already outside, his keen eyes searching the moist ground; then he pointed toward the woods to the west. “Thence he came, sir, and went,” he “One only?” asked his father. announced. “Aye, though there may have been more beyond the clearing.” “What mean the blue spots on the arrow, Master?” asked Obid. Nathan Lindall looked at the three stains on the slender shaft and shook his head. “I know not, Obad, unless they be this sachem’s signature. What matter? He has put us on our guard, though for what reason I cannot discern.” “Then can I, Master,” said Obid bitterly. ‘“ Murder he not enough for the bloody-minded savage, but he must even forewarn us that we may suffer first in anticipation of our fate.” “ Nay.” David. “Tis the Indian to give challenge, and by so doing fight fairly, Obid. When all kindness, for now we said Way is said, Father, he has done us a know of a certainty that he means us harm and we can be more than ever on our guard.” “°Tis a childish play,” said Nathan Lindall, “ and none but a child would be disturbed thereby.” OON after they had finished the morning meal, there came a hail from the front and Master William Vernham and a servant approached. Their neighbor was a tall, grim-faced man of upwards of fifty, long of leg and arm, clean-shaven save for the veriest wisp of grizzled hair upon his lip. He bore with him another such arrow as Obid had stumbled upon and was in a fine temper over it. “On my very doorsill ’twas lain, Master Lindall! Did ever know of such insolence? What, pray, is the colony come to when these red Devils be allowed to come and go at will, indulging themselves in all manner of mischief and seeking to frighten honest folk with such clownish tricks? Governor Leverett shall know of this ere night, and if he fail to dispatch militia to clear the country hereabouts of the varmints then I shall call on one you, Nathan Lindall, and all others within reach to aid me in the task.’ on on @ ” The task will be no easy one,” answered Master Lindall, “ for these Indians are but a handful and seeking for them will be like seeking a needle in a haymow. But you may count on me_to aid, Master Vernham. As for asking help of the Governor, I fear *twill be but a waste of time, for we be too far from the towns to cause him concern,” “What disposition, think you, will be Nausauwah that we took prisoner to Boston? “TI know not. Perchance ’twere best for our heads were he set free with a fine, since, from what I make of it, this Metapom’s quarrel with us is on his account.” made of that ” ILLIAM VERNHAM shook his head stoutly. “Nay, that were truckling with the villains. Rather shall I beg the Governor to hang the wastrel on Gallows Hill Tis not fair dealing that the savages require, but harshness. They construe justice to be weakness in their heathen ignorance.” He continued in like vein, so finally working off his anger. Then: “What think you of this, Neighbor Lindall?” he as soon as may be. He loosed his hands and the buckets fell to the ground 25 asked at length. ‘* Will these skulking devils try to burn our houses about our heads or pick us off the while we toil in the fields? ” ‘ “ Perchance no more will come of it,” was the answer. “As I understand the sachem’s meaning he bids us re- 1ease his son or else our lives will be forfeit. Having sent his message he must wait a time for our answer. And he wait long enough his petty quarrel will be as but a flea-bite in the greater trouble that will be upon us.” “You still look for a rising? Tush, tush, Master Lindall, I tell you this King Philip, as they call him, has not the courage. Well, I must be off. Tommorrow you shall hear from me so soon as I return from Boston.” ” “{ would I were as certain as he,” murmured Nathan Lindall as the visitors departed. . HREE days later, the Governor having despatched one Sergeant-Major Whipple to take command of the set- tlers, some sixteen of the latter met at Master Vernham’s, well armed, and made diligent search for many miles about, finding numerous wandering Indians to whom no blame could be laid but failing to apprehend or even discover trace of aify hostile savages. So for the time ended the incident of the spotted arrows, and the memory of it dimmed, and while Nathan Lindall and William Vernham and their households were careful to go well armed about their duties, and a watch was kept throughout the nights, yet after a fortnight vigilance waned and evén Obid was found by David fast asleep one night when he should have been awake and watchful. . By this time June had come in hot and the corn was planted in the south field, and the kitchen garden was already showing the green sprouts. Then on a day when there was a lapse of work for him to do David set forth for Natick to see Monapikot again, since, in spite of the Pegan’s promise to come within the week, David had seen naught of him. By river the distance to the village of the praying Indians was nearly twenty miles, so devious was, the stream’s winding course, whereas on foot it was but a matter of four or five, And yet David might well hesitate in the choice of routes, for by land the way led through the Long Marsh, which would have (Cortinued on page 64)

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‘é HAT can we make to use as Christmas gifts?” Well, that’s a good question not only for your patrol, but for the troop. “Fellows, just a ‘noment more !" The scoutmaster paused. The weekly meeting had just been dismissed, at the height of a mighty good time. The scout- master had remarked with a smile that for once, Troop 2 would close when it should and redeem itself with those parents who were wise enough to know that boys need sleep, It was in this kind of an eleventh hour that the ques- tion came up. So the business of putting on coats gave way and the dozen scouts already massed about the scoutmaster, and running over with questions, was aug- Scouting Section of BOYS’ LIFE Woods and who's Smith, anyway?” Both were ignored by the leader, who said simply, “I think we may spend a half hour here, gathering knife wood. We'll move at 10.30. The early bird, you know !” The ‘6é EST!” R head of the party halted an hour later, deep in a wood on the edge of a ledge, An old hemlock had borne to earth in its fall, two young dog- woods. The hemlock was still green. It was in a_ beautiful place, deeper in the woods than any of the boys had been. As the stragglers came up, the scoutmaster drew from his pack a roll of oil cloth. In a clear’ space he spread a half dozen hemmed squares 14 x 16 inches. They were mented by a score, in gaily adorned with hats and coats. patrol emblems and “Let's ehange the framed in broken bor- hike plan this much— ders which deciphered the Pewees want to into Morse dots and know what they can washes. ‘ As in buy- make for Christmas. Tommy gave a long, soft whistle and stopped to stare into the deep darkness of the woods. ing sandpaper,” he bed . got _—_ said, “or linseed and ’robably we'd all have a good time hunting for the answer. shellac, so in undertaking these presents we s york to- We'll put off the fancy fires and cooking until next month. By Clark om Schurman gether. You pe ae oa a ne py san pe Bring a marching lunch Saturday; same time, same place; ° 2se ilies ake ¢ ‘ay ¢ - a little brother and your knives, sharpened; your axes, ground: A of Illustrated by O. M. Simons pd “— yp Pong = ho ae cele gy Meier oh heavy cord; and a list of those you want to give things to. Is that agreeable?” **But when can we pass our cooking?’ “Next hike, Tommy. You won't lose any time because you ean do your knife and ax work this hike—and—possibly—if you're careless, a bit of first aid on the side. That's all; now beat it while it’s the same day. Ill see you Saturday with some plans,” HE scoutmaster’s big pack was always interesting. Where it was unslung and opened, boys gathered about and sat down as if it were a camp fire. On this particular Saturday it carried, outside, the troop’s three-foot coarse-tooth saw for green wood. And inside, well, that was the thing that was interesting. The new scoutmaster took long hikes alone. He also took long hikes with the patrol leaders only, and they were known never to miss those hikes. The troop went afield once a month. This was such an occasion. Now the pack was open at the first stop, long before it was time to eat. “Boys, make yourselves comfortable. Get out your lists. and we'll go over a few of the possibilities. Some of them I have samples of here. Some you will have to imagine from description, except the P. L.'s who have seen them at my home,” » ‘Oh, boy! I could ~ make one of those. How do you do it, Mr. Thompson?” asked one of the boys, ”" These, Nelson, are ©O0e¢eecrce a ~ tes paper knives They are used for opening envelopes and cut- ting the leaves of new books. Incidentally they are souvenirs. This one is from a big sycamore by my old troop’s swimming hole. Sycamore is beautifully grained for this purpose, and nearly always you will find what my little girl calls a * spider’ where the heart wood shows near the tip of the blade. Syca- more bark with its greens and.tans and red-browns and white- greys makes a beautiful handle. Some of you may have read what William Morris has said. * Have nothing in your home which you do not know to be useful or believe to be beauti- ful... That is a good test for whatever we undertake to make for gifts. Do we all know this paper knife to be useful?” The chorus gave an emphatic yes. “Do some of us also believe it to be beautiful?” Again the answer was lusty and unanimous “Who knows this wood? And this?” asked the scoutmaster as he passed out a dozen knives for examination. ‘This old beech I picked from a brush pile in France this summer, when the Boy Scout party visited telleau. Wood: and _ this weather-marked handle came from beside the road eut for Marshal Foch’s train in the wood where patrol animals from the handbook and devise your own Morse These oil cloths last a long time. They can be cleaned with a damp cloth and save mothers a deal of work.” ys HE finished this little selling talk the scoutmaster laid on each doily a rustic napkin ring. They were made of cross sections of a limb or tree two and a half inches in diameter. As one of the boys afterwards said, ‘“ most of the diameter is bored out, and the rest is shellaced.” The leader of the Pewees whispered instantly to his mates, who quietly withdrew. ‘* May we borrow the saw, Mr. Thomp- son?’ he asked. A wide smile spread on the scoutmaster's face. The Pewees had laid claim to the two broken dogwoods messages, under the hemlock tangle. “You may, gladly.” “Here is a picture, be- cause the thing itself was too big to carry—a pic- went on the man, a bit dreamily. One could guess he was thinking of the quickness of that Pe- ture,” _ 3 wee leader rather than of sc ppameir aii -_ 1) the rest of his Christmas : | suggestions—“a picture of , om | a child-sized costumer 1 3 | | made for my little girl i or | last year. She’s been the Armistice was signed, t F near Gometuane These awfully particular to hang two ticks were already | up her things ever since. seasoned when I found | SS eee, at aes rene, | You see it's a two-inch them and I was able to pag | birch with branches for finish and shellac them on pegs, and four a natural ‘elbows’ for feet. the ship coming home. - - Today your problem, if you wish to make knives, is to choose seasoned wood, not punky, but free from sap. That is why we stopped here where the road commission has cut out all this brush, But let me tell the rest of the ‘ how.’ UT a stick that has a beautiful handle and five to seven inches of clear wood for the blade. Whittle out the blade, being careful not to make it narrow or thin where it joins the handle. When it is nearly the right thinness wrap ‘ paper over a square block or over your oil stone and with the grain, completing the shaping and making a rounded blade, thick in the mid rib and beveled evenly to sand sand, a true edge. : , “Then with your finger in a soft rag wet it with a few drops of linseed oil and rub into the blade and hilt. With your finger still in the same oily spot in the rag, dip into white shellac and rub brisk- ly on one side of the blade. In eighty seconds it will be polished like these are. Then do the other side, being careful not to smear the gum- shellac on to the finished side. Then daub the handle and let it min- my a coat of shellac all over A, > dry, unrubbed, for fifteen Pl —» utes. Mark the blade with india S.. a A ink. *To Uncle Frank, Xmas, ~ 1920. Lester Nelson,’ and if you wish, across the handle end write the kind of wood, ‘Birch’ *‘Witch- hazel,’ ‘Dogwood’ or ‘Mulberry.’ ” *“ Well! I can give knives to nearly all my list,’’ came a medi- tative voice from the group. Then Tommy Smith said with less appreciation, “I wish this was Belleau Wood. There ain't nothing about this wood of a souvenir nature, It’s just Smith's ‘Ha. Ha, you're all mixed up, Mr. Thompson!” cried a boy, as the bunch broke into a laugh and the troop comedian doubled up to show how to use his elbows for feet. “TI chose a blue bird for the top, for obvious reasons. of the rest of you know that the girls are bluebirds—” “ Aw, that’s all busted up already, Mr. Thompson, going with her now and Tommy's given up the ladies going to pass his tests,’ spoke the sphinx. “Here is another rather ambitious undertaking. It’s a hearth chair for the one who tends the fire place. Its seat is only eight inches high, and the back is almost straight. I chose blue beech for legs because I like the tense muscular character of the blue beech tree. It seems appropriate for a chair that has to hold up a man. I got a tapestry sample or remnant and made a fairly good job of it as you can see at our home.” “Know to be useful, believe to be beautiful” came a mur- mur from two boys on the fringe of the party, working on their note books. “May I copy that plan, please, Mr. Thompson. I'd like to try that costumer. Will you draw me the owl pattern—” and then with a note of apology, “if I find I can’t do it well enough myself?” Some Spike's and ATE in the afternoon through the swish of the ever-busy saw and the shacking of many small axes, shrilled the scoutmaster’s siren It was passed on in all directions through the woods in the lower tones of the leader’s whistles and came echoing back in the human animal calls of the four patrols. There was much comparing of knife handles, and inven- torying: of ring blocks. [t was an hour too, when ‘ elbows were elbows :’ ana six of the boys had all the parts needed for costumers of varying heights. While Maynard, the troop’s old eagle, had a bundle of blue beech sinews. “ Perhaps you would like to make some game boards a little bit different from the store kind— (Concluded on page 61) XUM

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N the gicemy twilignt of a bitter cold Te ember I afternoon, in the great forest of the far north, a dim figure is moving steadily. As it comes nearer the dark complexion, the piercing black eyes, and coarse black hair, hanging ever his shoulders, proclaim him an Indian, al- though he wears the white man’s clothes. He is moving at a steady swinging trot. His snow-shoes shuffle silently forward through the soft snow. Suddenly he and peers intently into the fast gathering darkness. Evidently something is wrong, as he drops the pack from his shoulders, and cautiously makes a half circle around a large ledge of rock Against this ledge, but almost invisible, is a tiny hut, The door is open. Two trails, one leading to. and the other from, the door were the cause of the Indian's caution After examining the tracks, he strode to the hut and entered, Hastily he searched the cabin, but his fur was gone. He had been unusually success- ful thus far. He had taken many marten, fisher and some very fine foxes. If he could not recover them, then the next spring he would still be in debt to the company, and the following fall they would refuse him another outfit. Returning to where he had dropped his pack, he brought it to the hut and opened it. The pelts he left. His rabbit skin robe, some venison, a small axe, and his thirty Winchester was all the outfit he needed. After closing and fastening the door, he took up the trail of the thief. It was easily followed after the moon had risen, except in the thick stands of pine. Here the Indian made poor time, but made up in the more open timber. stops OUR after hour, he pressed steadily forward. At first he traveled at his best pace, but as the moon mounted higher and higher, he scanned the tracks closely, and kept his rifle ready, In that dark and lonely hour, when the moon had set, and before the cheerful sun had risen, he built a small fire, cooked his simple meal of veni- son, and waited for the dawn that would allow him to be on his way. Soon the blackness turned to grey, and he could see dimly the trunks of the nearest trees. Putting out the little fire, he again took up the trail. It grew rapidly lighter, and as the trail became plainer, his pace increased. When the sun rose, it found him well on his way. Soon he came to the camp where the thief had spent the night. The ashes were cold. The man knew he would be pursued, and so had started at dawn, Although the thief had a good start he was handicapped by the heavy pack of furs which he carried, while the Indian was traveling light. Now he could hear a dull roar, which grew steadily louder as he advanced. This he knew, as the voice of the Sable River, as it dashed, whirled and eddied madly through the “ canyon of death.” A company of French traders, in attempting to run the rapids, had their boat smashed on a sub- merged rock, and they themselves had been drawn down into the foam flecked, whirling black waters of the whirlpool below. This is how it received its name, When the Indian arrived at the canyon, *e found the trail turned sharply down stream. After following it for half a mile, he came to where at some time, the wall of the canyon had fallen into the river. Here the trail led down to the river. Cautiously he climbed down. When near the bottom, he stumbled, and had to put his moccasined feet on ice glazed rock. His foot slipped, and although he tried desperately to regain his balance, he went crashing down to the bottom. I E was slightly stunned by the fall, and lay still for a few minutes. As he got slowly to his feet, a man rose from behind a boulder further down stream, and calmly and deliberately drew a M ANY members of the Brotherhood are in the habit of exchanging articles, stamps, post- ecards, souvenirs, and sometimes objects of greater value. A letter received recently from a boy on the Gold Coast, Africa, says: ‘‘I have for some years been corresponding with some boys over there; some of them, I regret to say are rather untrustworthy, that is, they promise to send you this and then fail altogether as if they had never made a promise.” We are sin- cerely sorry to know that any of our mem- cS y yy ~~ Bab Fink : =~ Suddenly he discovered the Indian AUINUYIUUUUULULLSNNNOLUULLLLNLUL LULL LULU YASUO Our Old Contest And Our New THE Short Story Conscst conducted by BOYS’ LIFE during 1920 has been, the Editors feel, most successful in + hringing out stories :hat show unusual talent in their youthful writers. Sometimes it has been difficult to choose the besi story among several and when the choice has been made, we have accepted some of the others and have printed them from lime to lime. Some of these which we still hold will appear next year. The Editors of BOYS’ LIFE feel that it is time now to give the boys whose talents lie in the direction of mech- anics a chance and so for 1921 we shall have a “How to Make Contest.” The following are the rules of this contest: 1. For the best description and drawing of an article which a reader has originated and used, BOYS’ LIFE each month will give a prize of $5.00. 2. Any reader of BOYS’ LIFE under eighteen years of age may compete. 3. Descriptions must not exceed 500 words. 4. Descriptions must be typewritten, or written legibly in ink on one side of the paper only, and folded, not rolled. Drawings must be in ink and should be on a separate sheet and clearly numbered or lettered. . The name, address and age of the author, and, if a scout, his troop number, should appear in the upper right-hand corner of the first page of manuscript. 6. With every manuscript a stamped and self-addressed envelope for return should be enclosed. Only manuscripts thus accompanied will be returned. 7. Manuscripts must be marked “For the How to Make Contest’ and must reach us by the tenth of the second month preceding the date of issue. 8. The Editors of BOYS’ LIFE will act as judges of the plans submitted. All the manuscripts submitted during the current year to the Short Story Contest which were not accompanied by return postage have been held and are now on file in this office. They will be preserved until February first. If the author of any of them desires to have his manuscript back, he may senda stamped and self-addressed envelope indicating for which contest the story was submitted and naming the title. We will then return the story. After February first, the manuscripts that remain will be destroyed. BDUULUUUULULOOLA ANNUAL The World Brotherhood of Boys Scouting Section of BOYS’ LIFE By Charles William Isbill, Age 16 Illustrated by Bob Fink, Age 14 bead on him, While he stood swaying dizzily, the man fired. As the flame leaped from the muzzle of the rifle, and the echoes crashed, the Indian whirled anq fell. The man calmly threw another shell into hig gun, gazed at the still form an instant, and then turned to take up his heavy pack. He was a white man, evidently a Canuck, larger and heavier than the Indian. He seemed pleased over the affair, and laughed to himself, as he set- tled the pack on his back, When he had disappeared down stream, the Ip- dian got to his feet. Cutting a strip from his blan- ket, he hastily bandaged a creased shoulder, then followed cautiously after the Canuck. At one place in the rapids, large boulders, fall- ing from the cliffs, had so lodged, that an active man could cross by leaping from one to another, although the boulders, covered as they were with ice, were very treacherous footing. A slip meant death in the wild waters below. The Canuck, encumbered as he was by his heayy pack, made the other shore in safety, but not a few times narrowly escaped plunging into the black waters below. When he reached the other side, he threw off his pack, and sat down to rest. All this the Indian saw from boulder. After he had rested, he adjusted the pack once more, This time, he put the rifle under the lash- ings, so as to leave his arms free. Slowly he started to climb the steep side of the canyon, test- ing every icy step before trusting his weight on it. behind a large ESTING frequently as he was forced to, because of the steepness of the climb, it took him nearly an hour to reach a point within a few yards of the top. Here the going was easier, so he stood a few minutes, gazing down into the canyon. Suddenly he gave a start and looked fixedly at a spot across the river, He had discovered the In- dian, leaning against the rock. Slowly and cautiously he took up his pack and started on again, hoping the Indian would not notice him up so high. For all his hopes, he had no more than gotten started, than he heard the crash of a rifle below him, and a bullet struck be- side his head, filling his eyes with dirt and rock dust, Hastily he scrambled to the projecting ledge. Taking his rifle, he fired back at the dark figure below him. Instantly it disappeared behind a boulder. Each time he showed himself a_ bullet flattened against the rock. Finally he decided to abandon the pack, so, loosening it from his shoulders, he let it roll down the slope. Hoping this would distract the Indian’s attention from himself, the Canuck made one supreme effort to reach the top. F While standing on a ledge near the top, and when he knew a few seconds would see him to safety, the rifle crashed again. The bullet shat- tered his right shoulder, and as he struggled vainly to draw himself over the edge with one arm, it crashed again. Slowly he settled against the wall of rock, and pressed his hand to his side. The Indian rested his rifle against the boulder, and steadily covered the wretched Canuck’s chest, The echo had not ceased to leap from wall to wall, when the Canuck gave a last kick and rolled over the edge of the little ledge. Rolling over and over, with ever increasing speed, he hit a projecting rock and shot out over the river below. Turning slowly, end over end, arms and legs outspread, he plunged into the water, and at the foot of the rapids, was drawn under the ice, gone forever from the sight of man. The Indian crossed the river, and found his furs in the shallow water. Making the two packs into one, he settled it on his back, picked up his rifle, and started on his lonely trip back to his cabin. The sun shone brightly and the river roared savagely, but neither gave any sign of the tragedy they had witnessed. every case, the response has been, not a letter to be forwarded, but a request for an address. AS we repeat in nearly every issue of the magazine, we do not give out addresses, but forward letters. A new member sends one letter and wishes several correspondents; naturally we forward the letter he sends, but we want other letters to send him. HERE has been recently formed a troop bers have failed to do as they agreed. Please remember that even if you are careless as to your own obligation in such a case, for the sake of the World Brotherhood of Boys, which is giving you the opportunity to re- ceive letters and interesting souvenirs from boys at a distance, you should be exceedingly scupulous in carrying out your promises. You need exchange nothing save letters with of boy scouts in Nicaragua for which we should be glad to forward letters to the Scoutmaster. MONG those who have recently joined the World Brotherhood and who ask for cor- respondents are: An Italian scout, 18 years of age, who wishes to correspond with an Ameri- the boys to whom we introduce you, but if Catholic B oe of those boys. Perhaps by can scout, particularly in regard to scouting ; you say you will send something, yougowe een ee thee | meania “wour school * Norweigian, 16 years of age; an English it to this organization to keep your of Brussels on of : og: aan dry boy who wishes to correspond with a boy from word, a hike —— mien * 2 - poe will Texas, 15 to 17 years of age; a French scout, you are trying sel —~ pte to be- a agg « age, whe wishes te correspond is RENCH, Spanish, Italian, German — to master. There come proficient in the pase pr ae cl = gy dn . bene surely many of the readers of Boys’ are many members of the World Brother- thought of the interesting letters from your Rican. 17 years old who peat iy En jish and Lire have studied one of these languages, hood of Boys in foreign countries who unknown friend in a far away land. ienetah -. Riietats aonnbianuias a “wishes perhaps even now are struggling with them do not write English. but do write one oo ace “er ae 2 “Sgn ° Rel- and thinking, ‘‘ Oh, pshaw, what's the use, or more other languages. Why not write N response to our appeal for correspond- meget mc — porns dhs . yor’ I'll never need to use it.” We can point out a letter in the language you are studying I ence for foreign scoutmasters we have gian patrol leader who writes in Hrench é one way in which you can use this language and send it to us to be forwarded to one had a number of responses, but, in almost (Concluded on page 72.) XUM

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he “ds id to XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine Surveying Weather Bureau Gilbert books for real boys Science — Engineering — Manual Training Be a leader among boys. Learn to do worth-while things the way that men do them so that you will be a big success in life and earn a fine salary. There never was such a wonderful chance for young men to get ahead in science and invention as there is today. Marvelous things will be accomplished in the next twenty years. The men who will do them are the boys of today who begin to learn about science and engineering and marual training while they are boys. These splendid Gilbert Books show you how you can have great fun doing all sorts of scientific experiments at home—how you can become an amateur chemist, electrician, surveyor, hydraulic or pneumatic engi- neer, have a real weather bureau of your own, become expert in chemical magic, coin tricks, handkerchief tricks and rope tying feats, or do fine carpentry work just as regular carpenters do it. LIST OF BOOKS: Carpentry Light Experiments Magic Handkerchief i Trick Hydraulic and Pneuma- Sound Experiments os e A ‘ Civil Engineering Magic Coin Tricks tte Buginecsing Weather Bureau Chemical Magic Magnetic Fun & Facts Signal Engineering Knots and Splices Full Cloth Covers, $1.00 Each Most boys know all about me and the fine Gilbert Toys I have been mak- ing for years—the famous Erector, the construction toy with girders like real structural steel, for building bridges, skyscrapers, machinery, etc. You probably know about my chemistry, electrical and Mysto magic sets, and my great outdoor wheel toy for building coasters, gliders, geared speedsters, wagons, etc, These books of mine are just as fine as my toys. They are written so that any boy can understand them and are chock full of illustrations showing just how to do all the experiments, the surveying, engineering and signalling, the chemical magic, coin, handkerchief and rope tying tricks, carpentry work, etc. If you want to build a real fountain in your yard, know how big elevators work, learn the mysteries of the telephone and telescope, about the helio- graph, Ardois and wig wag systems of signaling, how to read the clouds, measure wind velocity, rainfall, humidity, and forecast the next day’s weather—you can get all this knowledge and a whole lot more in Gilbert Books. Book sellers, toy and department stores, sell these Gilbert Books for boys, in full cloth covers, at one dollar each. If your dealer does not have the particular book you want, send us your dollar and we’ll mail it to you promptly, Kfpor. Ped rn postage paid. ; The A. C. Gilbert Company 471 Blatchley Ave. New Haven, Conn. Hydraulic Engineering 31

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PPA IlE safety engineer is coming Scouting Section of BOYS’ LIFE Safety Engineer risks are plain every-day mat into existence as a neces sary factor in industry and in Society. By society we mean the general life of people in a ommunity. The work of the safety engi- neer is to educate people on the around them, in their in their occupations, in pleasures, everywhere. to provide or advo- for fighting these dangers. And lastly to invent methods for eliminating dan- xer altogether, dangers homes, their And then ate ways This is an exceedingly im- portant work It is to be sup- that communities and in- will provide more and more for safety in their annual budgets of expense, and pay salaries in keeping with posed dustries engineers UAUIIVAOLUVLUNUUUU HLTA This article is reprinted from the Merit Badge Pamphlet on the character of the work per- formed. Courses in Safety First are being strongly advocated in many of our colleges’ and for our high schools, and are actual- ly to be found in some educa- tienal institutions, This in it- self shows that there is a grow- ing demand for safety engineers, and it also suggests another form of Safety First work as a ife career namely that of teaching the principles of Safety First in schools and colleges, r will help you to consider Safety First as I a life work, to suggest to you some of the special opportunities for service of that char- acter The population of Harriman, Pa., is ap proximately 5,000 There is a ship yard of the Emergency Fleet Corporation at this place, Careful daily inspection throughout the town and the ship yards last year resulted in the discovery and correction of 2,061 spe« ially hazardous conditions that otherwise might have produced more or less damage and probably loss of life in one way or another The fire loss was kept down to §$.069 per capita as against $2.78 per capita for the entire United States This indicates one benefit that will follow the introduction of Safety First methods by safety engineers You can figure out for yourself the money saving to the country as a whole if its fire loss should be reduced from $2.78 for each person per year to $.069 and even lower. Of the fires that did occur in Harriman, Pa., one was caused by someone building a fire of paper on the floor of a room in order to heat it. So you see how great is the ignor- ance or how criminal is the carelessness that the safety engineer must overcome. HE National Safety Council reported for the year of 1918 that “ about 5 per cent of all falls occur on stairs and almost invari- ably cause severe injury, disability and fatal- ity often resulting.” Such accidents will not stop of themselves, It is going to require Vy HEN a beginner is planning his receiv ing station his attention is immediately directed to the tuning instrument or instru- ments. He will naturally look up the plans of a good loose-coupler tuning device. This instrument when employed in connection with silicon detectors and the like types of detect- ing devices functions to a greater degree of selectivity, precision, etc. For this very rea- son, the author has set out to lay before the beginner a loose-coupler assembled so that the constructor may get a general idea of just how the finished article should appear. To furnish sizes for the amateur or begin- ner in connection with such an instrument is of no avail since they are wont to make use of what material they have at hand to accomplish the same thing. The drawing of the completed loose-coupler shown in figure one and two are reduced one-third and in that way give to the beginner an idea of how to proceed with the construction. The first thing to do is to ob- q tain two cardboard tubes, one for Safety Engineering published ters; some are unknown eyep to the men themselves and haye to be discovered and brought to the knowledge of the workmen: in this class are what are calleq occupational diseases, caused by the fine dust of the grinders the poisonous chemicals in the dye shops, and so on. LL this a challenge to a wide-awake scout who would serve his country and find a useful career. And a good way to go about testing your adapt ability for such a career is to begin right where you are jp thinking and living and preach- ing Safety Furst. Begin in your home, in your street, in your school, in your place of business if you are at work, in the scene of your sports in summer or winter. Open your eyes, make inquiries, take the trouble to write down what you learn about conditions that have dangers big or little in them, and set about warning others of those dangers and re- moving or lessening the dan- gers themselves. See what you can do to devise safety appli- to stick your head out.” the earnest work of . thousands of safety en- by National Headquarters of xineers to educate people : T might surprise you, on how to build staire te Boy Scouts of America, J* mer. ic know the for safety, what kind of — and because of lack of space, variety of small dangers treads are best to use on , concerning which train- the steps, what laws as has necessarily been greatly men must always be on to entrance upon stairs : their guard. This has led and other matters af curtailed. For a more exten’ gg eosin many rules fecting the use of stair sive survey of the subject see published by railroad ways should be adopted, ; . companies for the men, and so forth, And stair. Official pamphlet issued by and yet accidents are ways, as we hardly need . continually oceurring and point out, are used every- National Headquarters. many of them fatal. In where. -_ ' oe / ee this one line of industry You might think that MONUIVUNLOUGULUUUAALUAAAUA i000 SMUGGLE alone there is, room for by this time everybody the expert in Safety would have learned to be so careful when First, the safety engineer, By good work he traveling on railways that accidents could can reduce the number of fatal accidents al- not occur. But accidents do not occur to in- most to zero, and save thousands of men from dividual passengers frequently. It is in train wrecks that the passengers mostly suffer. The majority of railway accidents are to trainmen and yardmen. Nevertheless, it was necessary for army Officials to pass out no- tices to soldiers traveling in France carry- ing cautions like the following: “Your head may be hard, but not as hard as bridges and tunnel arches. Only 6 inches clearance. Don't ride on tops or of ears. Railroad Company will hold re- sponsible for damages to bridges tun- nels and signal towers—they are in- sured. Keep your block inside.” Also: “If you expect to block, keep yours inside.” And: “ Wait until you sides you and not the next see get to a trench the loss of limbs and the suffering caused by minor accidents. And scouts are quite able to understand what it means to the nation to save men from death and injury by acci- dents. When the head of a family is killed or disabled, almost without exception his family must go without many of tle things they enjoy and need, and ofien the home is lost, the family is separated, and much suffer- ing and sorrow is brought about. Anything that keeps the home and the family safe and the head of the home sound and well is of great benefit to the whole country. Then there are the many factories and mills, mines, ship yards, water transportation, and all the long list of occupations each with risks peculiar to themselves. Some of these Constructing a Loose-Coupler By Edward T. Jones Of the Radio Intelligence Bureau, New Orleans This simply mfd. seconary number of taps is recommended variable condenser of .001 capacity is to shunted across the windings. Selective tuning can be had with this arrangement, while the me- chanical parts are aided materially by not having too many contact points on the front of the secondary wood head. small because a be The best method to wind the cardboard tubes is to follow these instructions. By taking your spool of wire which is to be wound on the tubes and making its free end fast to a nail, proceed away from that point letting out the wire as you go. When about one hundred feet from the point where the wire was made fast fasten the wire (without breaking it from the remainder of the wire on the spool) to another nail or wooden ob- ject. $y going back to the end where the free end of the wire was made fast and tying the wire to the cardboard tube, same can be wound very closely by walking up towards the other end as the wire is wound on the tube. I have used this method throughout my years of winding coils and find that it is very efficient. You take advantage of the light which the outside affords and can push the winding in closely with the thumb-nail as the work progresses. The inside job never appears as well wound as the outside job because you can see the home. See what you can do to rid the home of any dangers that are in it. Then extend your activities to the street and school, Go to your town authorities and the Fire Depart- ment and the Health Board and to the heads of any factories in your town, and get first- hand information about accidents and what causes them. Find out what is being done and what is not being done to insure safety. ances for See if you can devise or suggest any addi- tional safety precautions in any of theve places. After you have made inquiries and have gotten a pretty fair view of conditions in your home, your streets, your school, your places of business, see what you can do in planning out a Safety First campaign for your town that would make everybody think of safety for one week. By such a procees you ought to be able to discover if you have the natural trend for such work, and if it takes hold of your interest that you would like to pre pare yourself for this distinctive field of work. age ee warnings to the smallest num- ber of words, and posting them in the most effective places, are features of Safety First work that ought to induce any scout to try his skill. Slogans are something that you can invent for Safety First purposes in your own home and town. Probably nothing will ever quite take the place of * Safety First.” Just those two words always printed in the same color on the same kind of background in the same shape of placard, big or little. and fastened in plain sight wherever there is any kind of danger, might be sufficient for all purposes sO if any—and it does not hurt the eyes like artificial light does. I mention this method of winding because I know that one out of every 25 experimenters has no other the spaces- means of winding coils. Frankly, I believe that the proportion is greater tham I have quoted. When tapping the secondary winding at the intervals quoted above begin in the following way. Measure off the cardboard tube before beginning the winding and _ punch _ holes through the tube at the following points be- ginning from one of the ends. One-half inch —to tie wire so that winding can commence. One ineh—first half-inch tap—two_ inches, three inches, four inches, five and one-half inches, and one-half inch space is the remain- ing end of the tube bare of winding. The winding is begun by tying the wire in the first hole punched in the tube for that pur- pose. When the first half-incn tap is reached, the wire is not broken, but is simply drawn into a loop about eight inches in length and twisted at its lower end nearest the card- board tube. The free end of the loop is now the primary winding measuring 5 ~ inches in diameter by 6 inches in CS 2 passed through the hole in the length; and one for the second- io “ y cardboard tube and held taut in- ary winding measuring 4% inches side the tube as the winding pro- in diameter by 6 inches in length. vice gresses past that point, then it The primary is wound with one , — can be released because the wind- layer of No. 22 enamel copper | CY © la) | q ing has_ progressed _ sufficiently wire within one-half inch at both Secondary Oo : fs) | \ ahead of the tapped portion that ends, while the secondary is — — . | 0 it will now hold its position with- wound with one layer of No. 28 5 & = , ” }ok#— 5—+]o out any aid. The Gamaaien of enamel wire also with one-half ~ \ the taps are made in this /ashion. inch spaces at both ends. The *%\ These taps are to be soldered to primary has no taps because a 4 ice | Ine the contact points on the front slider is employed. The second- — of the secondary wood head This ary is tapned in the following will be described later on. manner First one-half inch of 2 —— a ——— = After the primary and se°ond- winding tapped off. Next three | Mece 3 Rana ary coils have been wound and taps one inch of winding and the lee ene nantes the latter properly tapped it is last tap (which is the fifth) one F ; ; - ; necessary to next provide the and one-half inch of winding. Figure 1. Reduced to one-third its working size. Figure 2. Reduced to one-third its working size. (Concluded on page 73) XUM

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FE XUM The Boy Scouts’ r Ives The playthings of to-day make the men of to-morrow Ives mechanical and electrical trains, and Ives steel boats with their Icng running motors and screw propellers, will teach you all about the big busi. ness of transportation. You lay the tracks and _ install switches, signals,stations and tunnels. The trains are just like the real ones— with long, powerful engines or elec- tric locomotives that whizz over the tracks and beautifully painted pas- senger and freight cars. Ives boats include ocean liners, tugs, yachts, destroyers, submarines and U. S. Merchant Marine steamships. Write today for our finely illustrated book, ‘“‘Ships and Shipping,” and a big booklet on trains, full of informa- tion and finely colored plates. Both sent for 10c in stamps to pay postage and packing. The Ives Manufacturing Corporation 208 Holland Avenue Bridgeport, Conn. Ro Toys Make Happy Boys

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Nationa A Merry Christmas to One and All! HRISTMAS time again, boys, the time of vear when we ought, each and all of us, to be chuck full and running over with joy and friendliness and good will Of course, doing good turns is an all the year round scout activity, not just once in a twelfth month affair, Still, it is not a bad thing at Christmas time to go in for your “* good turning” a little more inten- si y and heartily because it is Christmas and the special season of good will and kindness. Especially do not forget others less happy and fortunate than yourselves and do not forget, either, that every troop of toy Scouts ought to have a_ “real Christmas Good Turn to its credit as a troop as well as a bunch of boys who really want to make the world around them a pleasanter place pen to be in it. because they hap- And A Happy New Year to Every Boy Scout of America! ND let us make it a specially happy 4 year for Scouting. Let us have stronger, more united troops practicing the scout program and living up to the Scout Oath and Law to a greater degree than ever before. Let us have a firmer deto- tion to the movement as a whole and a dee per sense of the scout obligation to ser- vice. We are on our second decade of his tory now. Let us make 1921 a record breaker and record maker in every sense. Speaking of Records! | ame January first, 1920. to October first of the same year, 44.493 Merit Badges were awarded to first seouts between the dates, 1,024 qualified as life 1,101 as star scouts and 446 Not so bad for nine months of Scouting, is it? better class and scouts; same boys as eagic seouts. But let us do yet in 1921. The merit badge program offers a splendid op portunity to train yourself in all sorts of interesting useful activities and branches of knowledge, to find a host of fas- cinating hobbies and even perhaps to start yourself upon the work of your life. Don't stop where you are. Keep on to eagle rank. It is a great climb and worth all the effort you put in it. A LIST OF HONOR MEDAL WINNERS—1920 Gold Medals Joseph H. Mardis, East Liverpool, Ohio; George Noble, Chariton, Iowa. Silver Medals Van Carmen, Kewanee, Ill.; Myers Chaires, Spring Hope, N. C.; Sam A. Fitch, Houston, Texas; Walter Frick, Philadel- phia, Pa.; Marcus Ginsburg, Chicago, Ill.; George J. Howell, Newport News, Pa.; Robert H. Humphreys, Fresno, Cal. ; Arthur T. Lee, Newark, N. J.; Robert McGaffen, Topeka, Kan. ; Arthur Somerfield, Chicago, Ill. ; Harold White, Lowell, Mass C. E. Ross, Wheeling, W. Va.; Edward Morones, Westfield, Mass. Bronze Medals Ralph E. Adams, Columbus, Ohio; Albert E. dence, R. I.; Edward Bistany, Northampton, Mass. ; Brewer, Humphrey, Neb.; Lawrence Brontie, Delavan, Minn. ; Kenneth R. Brown, Albany, N. Y.; Marion Cassidy, Brazil, Ind.; William J. Cassells, Philadelphia, Pa.; Myron Chandler, Plano, Ill; Wayne G. Cook, Davenport, Iowa; Hamilton Craig, Des Moines, Iowa; Donald Diehl, Ocean Park, Cal.; John Druger, Sioux City, Iowa; Wilbur Dunbar, New Market, N. J.; Calvin Engle, Norwood, Pa.; John A. Ford, Roberts, Perry E. Ford, Jerseyville, Ill.; Robert Frost, Rutland, Vt.; Seth Grodivant, Athens, Pa.; Albert Grow, Philadelphia, Pa. (engraved medal) ; John R. Halkyard, New Bedford, Mass. ; Ditmore Harvey, Jr., Wilmington, N. C.; Victor Helm, Indian- Bird, Provi- Emerald apolis, Ind.; Bertram Hicks, Moore, Pa.; John Hogg, Mt. Lakes, N. J.; Gerald Hyter, Toledo, Ohio; Merold Jones, Bur- bank, Ohio; Gordon 8S. Kimball, National City, Cal.; Wesley P. Kineaid, Henryetta, Okla.; Van Gordon Kirk, Glencoe, IIL ; William Lempke, Florida, N. Y.; Edward Loughrey, Muskogee, Okla. ; Chester McPherson, Muskegon, Mich.; Charles D. Me- Bean, Spokane, Wash.; Edward J. McCarthy, East Boston, Mass.; Orvis McKenrick, Grampian, Pa.; William L. Me- Namee, York, Pa.; Stanley N. McNeilly, Winchester, Mass. ; Harry A. Manuel, Houlton, ‘Maine; Fred M. Middleton, Moores- town, N. J.; Verne Milne, Hammond, Ind.; Carrol G. Moore- house, Detroit, Mich.; Thomas Murray, Philadelphia, Pa.; James H. Nye, Byffalo, N. Y.; Theodore O’Mera, Chelyan, @ [Jo Scouting Section of BOYS LIFE rie? se ¥ dD, ‘ Lorne W. Barclay with his associates working for Scouting in Devastated France Edited by James E. West Chief Scout Executive Seattle, Wash.; Donald Pascoe, De- Pearce, Hallowell, Maine; Donato Frederick W. Priestina, Kewanee, Ill.; Maurice C. Pushard, Dresden Mills, Maine; Adolph Quelly, Raritan, N. J.; Bronson 8. Ray, Fort Wayne, Ind. ; Richard Redding, Whitestone, L. I., N. Y.; Edward Rice, Upper —_— W. Va.; Herald O'Neill, troit, Mich.; Selden J. Porrecca, Millville, N. J.; Montclair, N. Bertrand Robinson, Burlington, Iowa: James Ronald Ross, Richmond, Ind.; Chester Schweers, San Antonio, Texas; Byron’ Smart, Libertyville, Ill; L. Jack Smith, Bowling Green, Ky.; Ben Smith, Jr., Coventry, R. IL.; Stanley J. Sumner, Willimantic, Conn.; Herbert Stratton, Haddonfield, N. J.; William D. Taylor, New London, Conn. ; Cuthbert P. Tibbe, Washington, Mo.; Charles Toomey, Med- ford, Mass. ; Robert L. Tuckey, Belvedera, Cal. ; Beryl S. War- den, Valley Junction, Iowa; Deneen Watson, Jerseyville Il. ; Robert Waterman, South Amboy, N. J.; Arthur Henry Wehle, Jamaica, L. I., N. Y¥.; Carl H. Wintsch, Newark, N. J.; Ernest Whitfield, Jerseyville, Blue- fields, Nicaragua. Ill.; Aubrey Desmon Campbell, William Menninger ‘‘Double Eagle’’ and Veteran Scout! UT in Topeka, Kansas, they are proud of William Men- ninger, and well they may be. William joined a troop of scouts as a Tenderfoot in March, 1913. By July of the same year he was a first class scout, with his eye on merit badge achievement. He qualified for 553 of the badges, thus making himself more than a “double eagle.”” He is one of the six veteran scouts of Topeka, an assistant scoutmaster, an expert examiner in bird study, a member of the special court of honor, has been an editor of the Topeka Boy Scout Trail and served as assistant scout executive in the absence of the executive. At present he is studying medicine at C.jrnell and still making good just as you would expect of 2a “ double eagle scout.” Hats off to Scout Menninger, boys? He is the real thing in scouting and has laid a trail worth following. Honor Medals for 89 Scouts HERE is ample evidence that to “Be Prepared” is not merely an empty phrase with Boy Scouts. From Jan 1, 1920, to time of writing, 89 scouts have been awarded medals for conspicuous service in life saving by the National Court of Honor. In addition, 57 letters of commendation were sent out by the Court of Honor to other scouts in recognition of efficient service in rendering first aid in critical situations. At a recent Court of Honor meeting the following medals were awarded: A gold medal to George Noble, of Chariton, Iowa, and also to Joseph H. Mardis, of East Liverpool, Ohbig Silver medals as follows: To Myers Chaires, of Spring Hope, N. C.; to Van Carmen, of Kewa- nee, Ill.; to Robert H. Humpbries, of Fresno, Cal, and to Robert McGaffen, of Topeka, Kansas. An Assistant Scout- master Gold Medal Winner HE story of how George Noble, Assistant Scoutmas- ter of Troop No. 2, of Chariton, Iowa, won his medal is here given in his own words: “Last summer I travelled with a de- tachment of Hearts of the World. We had showed the A swimming pool in the sugar cané fields, Hawaii, where scouts take a dip when they haven’t time to visit the coast picture two days in Rock Rapids and were preparing te go down to Orange City with the film. I loaded the machines and and Ciall ews films in my car started cross country while the rest waited for the train. On my way I noticed that there was a fire a mile or so ahead and hurried on to see if I could be of any assistance, On arriving I found that two children were still in the burning house. Being sa scout, I simply did my duty to try to rescue them. The first trip upstairs I found the girl overcome with smoke. [ wrapped her in some bedclothing and took her downstairs to safety, then went back after the boy. I was unable to locate him and had to go back down to get more in- formation from the other people. Having gotten the information I went back into the house and started up the stairs, whicen gave way as I was near the top. I was able to catch hold of a beam that held my weight, and then it was just a matter of pulling myself up to the second floor. This accomplished, I went into what re- mained of the boy’s room, walked a sill across to the bed and an old metal covered trunk because I knew the floor would not hold my weight. I looked in the closet and on the bed, but was about to give un the search when I happened to raise the lid of the trunk and saw the boy. Some- thing gave way before I could get the boy out, and the next thing I knew I was in the basement astride the trunk. My first thought was to again try for the boy, but the trunk had turned over in the fall and the lid was down. In trying to turn it the heat of the metal covering blistered my hands a little, but I was able to get the boy and scrambled out a small window in the side of the basement. I then had the people empty my car while I treated the children to the best of my ability, then start d them off to the doctor. After they had gone I went around the building to see if anything else was in danger and then used my first aid kit to relieve the pain in my hands and face. I guess I fainted, for the next thing I knew a man was work- ing on me. In a little while I was able to proceed with my trip to Orange City and went on with my work.” And A Second Class Scout Hero COUT MARDIS, being on a camp trip, went to a midnight fire with his scoutmaster, W. B. Williamson. As the two passed along a high tension wire carrying 2,200 volts of electricity burned and as it fell struck the scoutmaster across the chest. Fully realizing his own danger Scout Mardis made every effort to save his companion, by trying to pull him away from the wire. Having succeeded in doing this, badly burned as he was himself and suffering intense pain, he worked over the unconscious and dying scoutmaster, rendering first aid until he himself fainted. The Silver Medal Winners YERS CHAIRES, of Spring Hope, N. C., is a veteran and an eagle scout. He won his silver medal by the heroic rescue of two little girls who had gotten into the swift current beyond the breakers at the Ocean Boulevard. Scout Chaires had never attempted so long and dangerous a swim as the rescue of the children required. For a moment he hesitated, then plunged in, fighting the heavy breakers and the undertow all the time, and carrying with him the heavy life preserver which he had had the presence of mind to snatch before starting. Under great difficulty he brought one of the children to shore and assisted in the rescue of the other. A _ third child was still in the water, and, exhausted as he was, Scout Chaires leaped instantly into the lifeboat which had just arrived and went out ready to dive for the other victim, who, unfortunately, had disappeared from view entirely, having probably been caught by a shark who was seen in the vicinity. The scout won much praise for his heroic conduct and people who witnessed the affair desired to make up a purse for him, a reward which he promptly refused on the ground that he was a scout and had only done his duty as such. Robert Humphreys, a tenderfoot, and Robert McGaffen, a second class scout, also both won their silver medals by res- cuing persons from drowning at the risk of their own lives. Humphreys took a daring dive of twelve foot into a snaggy river to bring up a boy who had sunk to the bottom, and after- ward aided in successfully administering approved resuscita- tion methods. McGaffen swam to the aid of his scoutmaster, although himself considerably exhausted by a swim of over (Continued on page 70.) There are Hawaiian, Japanese, Portuguese, American, Filipino and Chinese boys in this troop busy at signal work XUM

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"te HWRISBTOPHAHTE COLUMBUS! Here it is already Decem- ber! Who would be- lieve it? Of course, in this month on must get ready for New Year's Lay, On Christ mas and New Year's we now send out cards of greeting with all serts of rhymes and its ot sentiment standardized and rinted. We uy these caris because it hurts BOYS’ LIFE firemen's those long death dealing sied. There is real in a flying machine, but danger if nothing happens there is nothing to tell you that it is danger ous, the road is smooth up there and there is plenty of room on the air route; there aren't any lamp ‘posts or tele- ne’s Lead ¢o thiak and ne must think in order THB TENDERFOOT io write one’s own verses or sentiment; buc vesterday or the day before we only had ‘tonony New Year printed on our visiting ca:ds nd we gave our messages of good cucer verbally. The women and girls kept open house, and all the men and boys drove around in coaches or sleighs making calls, The houses were darkened and the windows closed, but inside the lights burned brightly; often there was a bevy of girls “ receiving,” as they called it, in some particular house where there was dancing and a table groaning with refreshments, cold bone turkey, cold game pie, hot oyster pie, oyster stew, quail on toast, woodcock, ice ' cream, cake, and mince pies! Oh those mince pies! they were the kind of pies the angels serve in Heaven, none such exist now because the pies of today are standard- ized and we buy them at the bakeshop; they have brown varnished lids and the interiors filled with a sweetened hash as mysterious as the interior of a “ hot dog,’ and we take both on faitb. But the mince pie of yesterday had a crust as flaky as wafers, and as light as feathers, the pies were an inch and a half or two inches deep, and with insides made out of real meat, plentifully mixed with raisins, citron, currants, apples, spices and dried orange peel and sweet cider. Why the boys of today really don’t know what a real mince pie tastes like; if they should see one of those old time pies smoking hot out of the oven they would look at it with an incredulous smile and say “‘ you can’t fool me, there ain't no such thing! ” My word! I remember exactly how the coffee used to taste after the holidays. Grandma ground the spices in the coffee mill, and for weeks afterwards the coffee was flavored with alispice, nutmeg, and notwithstanding the fact that dried bread was put through the mill to remove the flavor of the spices, but, pshaw, who cared for coffee when mince pié was the question? cloves, N calling in those days, we called on everyone we knew or ought to know. We wore evening clothes if we were old enough, full dress suits. We began our calling about ten o'clock in the morning and did not stop until about 12 o'clock at night. We ate all day long—but any boy can do that if he has the opportunity—we ate more good things on New Year's day than a multi-millionaire can to-day secure in a year's time, or a lifetime for that matter, because there “ain't no such things nowadays The people who knew how to make them are all dead and zone long ago, and there are only a few of us left who ate them. That does not mean, however, that there was any fatality connected with the eating of those goodies, it simply means that a fellow has got to live a iong while in order to remember them at all, for all those dishes disappeared with the advent of standardized food. They said good-bye when people began to put crackers up in sealed paper boxes, when they began to keep meat in cold- storage, when they began to cure hams and bacon in chemicals, when machinery took the place of pastry cooks and delicates sen stores with sealed bottles of milk and all-package grocery drove the old-fashioned por barrel, cracker barrel, barrel, away the pages of history ; with them went the sweet smell- ing old-fashioned home pantry with its rows of pans of milk, its barrels of homemade cookies, its hams and Some feed! shops, molasses back into graph posts to whiz by you and give a hint of om the speed you are mak- ks i; poe SN Fig 3d By Dan Beard here's wishing you aHappy New Year and a bully good Christmas. “ All the samee” IT am mighty glad I was alive ‘the day before yester- day when Santy Claus could really drop down through the chimney with comfort and when there were good things to eat and plenty of them in the pantry. Progress and standard- ization have not yet done away with the ice on the ponds where we skate, and in spite of the white wings of the street cleaning brigade and their efforts to chuck all the snow in the sewers, outside the city limits there are snow- covered hills and every Boy Seout who is a hiker may find a place to coast. By the way, we never called it coasting, we called it sliding down hili, coasting was a word only used in school books and by school teachers, In the southwest when we slid down hill, it was a real red- blooded adventure and not infrequently red blood was spilled in the process. The bob-sled was unknown, that is, the two sleds fastened together with a reach-board, but every fellow had a sled, usually a homemade one with solid board runners, shod with half round irons. Sometimes these sleds were eight and ten feet long and loaded with pig iron underneath to make them heavy, so that they would travel rapidly ; such sleds could always be found at the fire engine house, and like the fire engine each sled had its name painted upon it, usually the name of some celebrated race horse, and every boy knew the name of the racing sleds, N those days, when the boys and volunteer firemen united, the officials surrendered, consequently when the policemen would come and put ashes down the middle of the street where the boys had been using it for a place to coast, the firemen would come out at night and cart slush and snow and dump it over the ashes and pour water on top of that, so that the next morning there would be a glare of ice in the middle of the street from the top of the hill to the bottom, over which the long sleds would travel with lightning speed. The sleds were steered by the men or boys in front, who, leaning far back, would reach out with their legs and kick their heels in front of the sled, first on this side and then on that, and if one was lucky and skillful one guided the sled Straight down the hill, but if one was a chump the sled would not infrequently run off the track, smash into a tree, a wagon, or go careening over the sidewalk, plowing a path through the spectators. When the policemen saw that they could not stop the men and boys from coasting they accepted the situation smilingly and like the good fellows they were, they posted themselves at all dangerous points and warned the pedestrians and teams of the danger, they even stood at the bottom of the hills with red flags to warn approaching vehicles not to come that way. I have been over 4,000 feet up in the air in a flying machine, traveling a hundred miles an hour, so they told me, but not once did I feel a thrill that could compare with the thrill experienced when tearing down the ice-clad hill on one of P a ———- Fig S ing; you simply glide L M 8 smoothly over a_ beau- tifully colored — topo- graphical map. But when you go down a steep hill on one of those sleds, not only are you in danger, but you know it every moment of the time; everything tells you you are in danger and you gasp with the ecstasy of fear and joy. the real Fourth of July fire- and Christmas mince ples, There is, however, danger, HE long firemen sled, like arms, cannons, fire-crackers belong in the pages of history. and plenty of it, in bob-sledding, but the danger is not so crude and evident, and since all you fellows want danger, and since the law will not allow you to blow yourselves up on the Fourth of July, and since there are no Indians snooping around to scalp you, and no wolves’ howling around to eat you, and no panthers ready to drop from an overhanging limb onto your shoulders, I will do the best I know how to supply you with excitement, and at the same time furnish you an opportunity to learn something handicraft by giving you working you can make for yourself. useful in the way of plans of a bob-sled that But I cannot guarantee that you can do it cheaply, to- day there is nothing cheap, not even talk. But I can say that if the lumber is expensive we are all partially to blame for that because the forest fires—which are preventable each year destroy enough lumber to make bob-sleds for millions and millions of boys. But never mind, we are not talking on conservation now, the best I can do is to tell you get a plank wherever you can for your’ reach-board, like the one shown in Figs. 6 and 7. We will suppose the plank is eleven inches wide and trimmed for use. It may be of any length you choose, seven feet is not too long, six feet is not too short. You need some more lumber to form the runners, shown in Figs. 1, 2, 3 and 4. If you are awkward with your tools make the tenderfoot sled, shown in Fig. 2, make the run- ners of oak if you can procure it, make the reach board oi maple. If you cannot get these woods make them of any wood that you can secure. OR the saw off runners take two boards, A, F, E, B, Fig. 1, the triangle D, F, E and A, B, C, cut some notches at G and H, in which to fit your braces, see that your two runners are exactly alike, in other words dupli- cates, make them about six inches high. Of course, it is necessary to have two sleds for a bob, and they will both have to have tops to them as shown in Fig. 2. But if you are a First Class Scout and real skillful in handiwork make your runners of pieces of board like that shown by Fig. 3, A, B, D, C, and cut it out as shown by the dotted line. Saw down carefully from E to H, from F to J, from G to K, and then from H to C, after that saw from B to K and across from P to M and from L to N, then trim off with your jack-plane or your jack-knife., Now since you are a real First Class Scout, maybe an Eagle Scout, make the braces like that shown in Fig. 5. and cut mortise notches in your runners in which the braces may fit snugly in a tenon and mortise joint, then you will have some real honest-to-goodness sleds for your bob. Fig. 7 shows a side view of the bob, and Fig. 6 shows the top view of the bob. Fig. 8 shows how to make the side pieces, shown in Figs. 9, 6 and JT at X. These pieces are to be bolted on a_ block of wood as shown in Figs. 7, 9 and 6, the purpose of this is to allow an up and down movement of the sled. lig. 10 shows one of bacon hanging’ over- head and—best ef all with the great stone jar of mince meat sea soning and ripening in “Them one corner. were the happy days!” But, ah me, we must now be satisfied with «REACH BRACE? OH the braces that are to fit under the reach- board, 8, S, S, S, on the diagrams 6 and 7. The front sled, as you will note by Fig. the picture of the open fires as they appear on Fig!O Christmas and New F 6 Year's cards, while we g, : warm 'S — ——— : 5° ourselves at a — . steam- at 7 v7 J 11, is arranged so that the sled may move horizontally in place of up and down, this > is necessary in order that you may be able to steer your bob. The radiator or a heater, or by spreading hands 18 i bob is guided, like a ; horse, by a_ bit, the sy our up-to-date pt ; over an electric toaster . 3 ' guide ropes run through : : ! i ' , * Poor old Santy Claus, iY; a P - holes in the bit and P te ee ! = aa there is no chimney ‘ei REACH BOARD o through a pulley wheel big enough to admit ; Ra ; i in each end of the foot your little fat body; 3 ---1 * br [é ‘ rest. The foot rest is you must now crawl 7 4 i = a securely fastened to through the steam pipes ls| the top of the sled, not ve a c D [IS RAIL hte or come up through GUAR to the reach-board. Besides the braces the radiator! Vy ELL, boys, never mind, there is room for fun yet, so Dan Beard’s plans for a Bob Sled there are guard rails, one of which is shown on the lower side of Fig. 5. Foot Rest XUM

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for red-blooded boys The best fun any boy can have is making some- thing or doing something worth while. Edison began his marvelous career while he was still a boy. So did many other great inventors and construction engineers. You can begin today doing things that will lead to big achievements later on. Gilbert Toys open the way to success to every red blooded They will make you a leader among boys and boy. later, a leader among men. First there was Erector—the toy like real structural steel—the only one with which you could build models with square girders. Then followed Gilbert electrical sets and chemistry outfits. And now there are all the sets shown on this page—most of tiem new this year and even more interesting and wonderful than the ones we’ve mentioned. Read this big advertisement carefully. See what fun you can have— what scientific knowledge you can gain with them. Ask your folks to get you some of these toys and help you make a success in life. Earn the money to get one yourself. Write today, using the coupon in the corner, for ‘‘Gilbert Boy Engineering’’—the finest boy’s bookin years—which we'll send at cost— AV. fat 25c. Write for my free toy folder and free co y of my boys magazine, ‘‘Toy Tips.” President The A. C. Gilbert Company 128 Blatchley Ave. New Haven, Conn. In Canada The A. C. Gilbert-Menzies Company, Limited; Toronto. In England The A. C. Gilbert Company, 125 High Holborn, London, W. C. 1,

= Tool Chests They contain real finely tempered steel tools such as carpenters use. Just the thing for good home work for men and boys. A fine illustrated book on carpentry with each outfit—a book worth dollars to you. Prices $3.50 to $50 (Canada $5.25 to $75). Signal Engineering This scientific outfit will teach you how to use the Heliograph, Wig Wag, Ardois, Semaphore and other systems of signaling used by the U.S. Army and Navy. Teaches you about flash light signals, etc., that you can use when

camping or hunting. A fine book; tells you how to make flags, discs, etc.,to use, all about sun flashes, the semaphore and blinker arrangement, etc. Price of outfit $15 (Canada $22.50).

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tools needed. It’s easy as pie. Three sizes $6.50, $10 and $15 (Canada $9.75, $15 and $22.50). Knots and Splices You know about Houdini, who escapes from handcuffs and all kinds of knots tied to hold him. A Gilbert Knots and Splices Outfit will tell you how to tie the trick knots used on the stage and how to escape from them, Also how to tie all sorts of useful knots and splices and do some startling experiments that entertain your friends. $4r.25and , ; ¥ ae 4 - Pe $56.25). YS tt e vie LSA SF SS It ae © ae ff HF Pik sw 8 e Fl ay 4 Roe RY a Sar FS oF » +9 ? ae > LS 2) 4 ? es e © ‘ ee a? x o x ot

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40 BOYS’ LIFE VINSON ALTA ANA A A me INONOVNNUINNA SALLY i ~ wWHATDY NOABOrry ¢ ee S 2 # .-? EACH MONTH— FOR TEN MONTHS FETT LLL MULL MMMM TTI VU ULAAANOMALUiHHLLH PMWM LALA LUAU AA \ \ \ \ Za. G Off reat Prize Offer | made by the SIGMUND EISNER CO. PROCEDU RE—tThe advertisement is as follows: Those received from January 16th to i to be in the form of a letter or a com- Each month for 10 months— February 15th inclusive, to be en- [ position of 100 words or less, as follows: your choice of tered for the prize to be awarded in Scout coat and breeches, or A : 7Q) ~ , Ap OYS’ LIFE. At the top left-hand corner of a sheet Scout shirt and shorts, or the April BOYS? L i of paper (letterhead size—8” x 11”°— HOt Sat ane seen oe al bi - if possible), PRINT your name and To be given to any member of the 1ese dates, progressing: as above, a —- 2 Boy Scouts of America who, in the to apply on each succeeding month, the address; pen and ink must be used. satoiem ef te tadnes, beds the bent J ~ 7 —— drcom Lpoin ‘al f l be th 1 of September 16th B | hi 5 J 1 rertiseme advertisement, or material for an ad- ast to De the period of september elow tnis, start your advertisement or : , nope lt ati = . - “pr "ie vertisement, for EISNER SCOUT to October 15th for the prize to be vour letter or composition containing UNIFORMS. as advertised in BOYS sgcnaiiall inten Unseen GH tote > Sv ink w re 9a ¢ LIFE, the Boy Scouts’ Magazine. é U . ai, : the facts you think w — make a good ly Bee Peggegellien cag basis ‘for SIGMUND EISNER three men from the staff of the COMPANY to use in advertising the — = _Passing lee If —n N > 4 . . they ‘1 take into consideration e , ~ ao ¢ S Scout uniform they manufacture. Mail iellouinn points, not necessarily in ‘ =e nie ree contestants — this to iin alee camel: , identical prize-winning answers, the Advertising merit (i. e., value as a full amount of the prize awarded will EISNER CONTEST EDITOR, Papen ono — be given to each one of them. If, in the umor LISNENW advertisements are ' pl ° a i i CARE OF BOYS’ LIFE always cheerful, same as a boy in opinion of the judges, two or more : 200 FIFT _ ae ae an EISNER SUIT) . answers shall be considered of equal - IFTH AVE., New York CIry. Whether copy is based on experience prize-winning merit, each answer will | gained from comparison of : js 2 Dediieoes — catia EISNER goods with other goods be awarded the full amount of the prize 2 etters ate aed € sent, Ce ERNE NOTE—Any illustration accompany- In question. = December 15, 1920, to be considered as ing advertising copy will be consid- = _ ered as a part of that advertisement, ; Z follows: but will not, by its mere presence, Answers for each month will be con- = hose received up to and including make the copy more acceptable. sidered independently of answers for = oh a 5 When it be deemed advisable, such i I ° = January 15, 1921, to be entered for illustrations will be published, but the previous or succeeding months. DO : the first prize awarded, to be an- Agen atta on By pe lned NOT SEND IN ANSWERS FOR = . roa? strate any copy Ww S awe - > Y TO = nounced in the March BOYS a prize and published. MORE THAN ONE MONTH AT = = LIFE. an ee = snaanahliepdmpasicnaniaiiacs : INHADNAA NN DO NOT become impatient if you are not notified that you are a prize winner. Perhaps your first attempt was not quite good enough. Get busy, read the advertisements in BOYS’ LIFE, see what you can do on the second attempt. Perhaps vou are a steady user of EISNER goods. Think back, and pick out the good points and the advantages of that “old suit.” Even if you can’t work up a piece of copy with complete layout for type and illustrations, don’t be discouraged, for a good idea will take a prize also. The advertiser will see that a creditable idea is worked up properly by his Advertising Department. However, you always want to work out your own ideas just so far as vou possibly can, because if two boys used the same idea for the same month, and only one boy had worked his out to completion, of course that boy would win over the other chap who sent in the idea alone. UViMNNUANNALIQNNNSOGAA ODDO LL AAA INULANUUUAALAUT 1 nA THE SIGMUND EISNER COMPANY, RED BANK, NEW JERSEY i 0 TTT gern LUNIA OYLOOL ON WAL ABS ANUS) WNL NL HL i ial XUM

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LIFE Mug as you and I would; The Boy Scouts’ Magazine : On Nature’s Trail by John iitciedtinaias : {100000 How do different birds seize and carry their prev? One day I saw an eagle flying over with something like a rope dangling from its feet, probably a black snake. A bird carries its capture with the member by which it seizes it, which with birds of prey is the foot, and with other birds the beak. The kingfisher lives upon fish, and he always seizes them with his beak and swallows them head fore- most. Will coons try and wash their food even if no water is available? Dallas Lore Sharp says that his tame coon would go through the motions of washing its food on the upturned bottom of its empty tub, and that it would try to wash its oyster in the straw on the floor of its cage. This habit doubtless had its origin in some past need or condition of life of the race of coons, and it persists after that need is gone. What does a bee never learn from erperience? We marvel at what we call the wisdom of the hive bee, yet there is one thing she never learns from experience, and that is that she is storing up honey for the use of man. Neither does she ever know when she has enough to carry her through the winter. Gather and store honey as long as there is any to be had is her motto, and in that rule she is safe. Are birds that flock brighter hued than soli- tary birds? As soon as any of the ground birds show a development of the flocking instinct, their hues become more noticeable, as is the case with the junco, the snow bunting. the shore lark, and the lark bunting of the West. The robin is the most social of our thrushes, and is the brightest-colored. Are cows and sheep good engineers? The cow has always been a famous engi- neer in laying out paths; sheep are, too. They take the line of least resistance; they ford the streams at the best places; they cross the mountains in the deep notches; they scale the hills by the easiest grade. Will a starfish amputate one of its own arms? In order to get free of a piece of rubber tubing placed over one of its arms, the star- fish has, after exhausting other expedients, been known to amputate the arm. This only shows the promptings of a very old and uni- versal instinct, the instinct of self-preserva- tion. Why is the robin such a success? The robin is wonderfully adaptive. If he does not find a tree to his liking, he will nest on the wall, or under your porch, or even on the ground. His colors are not brilliant, but the secret of his suecess lies in his courage, his force of character, so to speak, and his adaptability. Can a dog erpress joy? When John Muir and his dog, Stickeen, a the imminent peril of their lives, at last got over that terri- ble crevasse in the Alaska glacier, the dog’s demonstrations of joy were very touching. He raced and bounded and cut capers and barked and felicitated him- self and his master as only a dog can. _— How do squirrels find nuts on trees? I notice that squir- rels do not depend upon the eye to find the nuts; they do not look the branches over from some. lower branch they explore the branches one by one, running out to the end, and, if the nut is there, seize it and ! SUT TTTT In what respect is Nature prodigal? The one thing in this universe that Nature has not been economical about is seed, and the fertilizing principle. See the clouds of pollen she throws to the wind from the pine- trees and from the grass in the meadows. If one grain in a hundred hits the mark her end is reached. It is by this heaping and overflowing measure that the element of chance is neutralized. Does the Canadian hare make hay? Mr. Hornaday says the pika, or little chief hare, in the Canadian Rockies, cuts and gathers various grasses and plant-staiks, and cures them in the sun beside the entrance to its den, and then stores them up for winter use. He says that if, during the day, the shadow of a rock falls upon the curing hay the pika moves it out into the sun again. Are crows noisy? The crow is a noisy bird. All his tribe are noisy. but the noise probably has _ little psychie significance, The raven in Alaska appears to soliloquize most of the time. This talkativeness of the crow tribe is probably only a phase of crow life, and signifies no more and no less than other phases—their color, their cunning, the flick of their wings, and the like. Does a chipmuck lay up winter stores? One November, seized with the cruel desire to go to the bottom of the question of the chipmuck’s winter stores, I dug out one after he had got his house settled for the season. I found his den three feet below the surface of the ground—just beyond the frost-line— and containing nearly four quarts of various seeds—two hundred and fifty thousand of them, I estimated. Does the hermit crab depend upon the sea anemone? If from any cause the anemone be torn away from the shell of the hermit crab, it hunts about seeking another anemone, and when it finds it growing upon some opyect, it struggles to loosen it and, having done so, places it on its shell. It wants the protec- tion the anemone affords it. Will a rattlesnake strike after its head has been cut off? Dan Beard, in his delightful ‘“ Animal Book,” says that a rattlesnake which had just had its head cut off, coiled and struck him with the bloody stump when he touched it as promptly as it would have done with its head on. So it is doubtless true that all creatures do many reasonable and natural things without possessing the faculty of reason. Does the red squirrel store away nuts for the winter? I think the red squirrel rarely lays up any considerable store, but hides his nuts here and there in the trees and upon the ground. This habit makes him the planter of future hickories, chestnuts, and butter-nuts. These oaks, trees, or heavy nuts. get widely scattered by this agency. Do woodchucks spend much time under ground? I know of no other hibernating animal than the woodchuck that re- tires from the light of day so early in the season. His active life stretches from the vernal equinox to the au- tumnal equinox, and that is about all. Half the year he is under ground, and at least half of each summer day. (Rights reserved by Houghton Mifflin come swiftly down, Co.) DeHaviland Battle ’Plane 3-ft. Model An exact duplicate, 1/14 actual size of the famous tattle ‘plane used by American — Aviators. Complete Con- GOPMITI CHIE. oo ng in sien enencd $8.50 Curtiss JN4D-2 Training ’Plane 3-ft. Model A perfect model of the machine used for training quently seen in the air now. Coustruction Outfit... purposes and most fre- Complete coccccccces $8.00 N C 4 Naval-Curtiss Seaplane 4%-ft. Model A faithful copy of the celebrated ’plane Atlantic Ocean. . $10.00 that flew across the Complete Construction Outfit... ——— Meneganee -ft. Model This is an Pesto: model, 1/10 actual size, of the Bleriot XI, the first ma- ebine to fly across the English Channel. Complete Construction Outfit..... $6.00 Nieuport Monoplane 3-ft. Model One of the leading F rench Scout ‘planes and an_ especially attractive’ type. Complete Construction Outfit..... $7.00 Curtiss Military Tractor 3-ft. Model The Biplane most frequently copied in aeroplane design. Has many features of the real machine. Guaranteed to fly. Complete Construction Outfit..... $7.50 Taube Monoplane Model A copy of the German and Austrian ‘““love like’? machines. A remarkably zood fiyer. Complete Construction Out- _ Meer e re oT erry Tr $6.00 Cecil Peoli Racer The American record-breaking Racing Aeroplane, 3-ft. size. Guaranteed to fly S00 feet. Complete Construction Out- E, SU 00: DUNN c65:0cdacaccics $5.00 West of Denver, Colo., and in Can- ada, 50c additional for each Outfit, Building and Flying Model Aeroplanes Real Fun for Live Boys! UILDING a Model Aeroplane is the most interesting work you’ ever tackled. It develops your mechanical ability, keeps you busy and fascinated all the time and shows you how big aeroplanes are constructed. Building a Model Aero- plane that will fly is something you can be proud of, too, because when you build it yourself you will have a finished model that would cost $50.00 if you could buy it ready built. Any handy boy can build one. IDEAL Model Aeroplane Construction Outfits make it easy. These Outfits contain every- thing needed to build the complete Aero- plane; including Complete Plans; Scale Drawings and Building and Flying Instruc- tions. IDEAL Models are exact duplicates of real Aeroplanes; have many parts and fittings like real machines. Build your own Model Aeroplane. Then fly it like a real aeroplane. All IDEAL Model Aeroplanes are guaranteed to fly when correctly built. They rise from the ground or water under their own power and fly in the air. Decide now that you’re going to have an IDEAL Model Aeroplane for Christmas. Read the specifications for each different type at the left and pick the one you’re going to get. IDEAL Racing Aeroplanes and Flying Toys are Great Sport Racing Aeroplanes (not models of real Aero- planes) are record breakers. They fly far and fast. Flying Toys, too, provide endless fun for all boys. Here are different types to pick from. IDEAL 3-FT. RACER. A strong Racer, guaranteed to fly over 600 feet. Double propeller. Cc omplete construction outfit RD NNN os Sista aiaia 40 Bia.8 8 $3.50 IDEAL SPEED-O-FLYER. A 2-ft. Racer that flies over 300 feet. Finished Racer ready to fly BLUE BIRD Racing AEROPLANE. A oo mone swift flying Racer, 22 in. long. Finished Racer, ready to fly..... Pee $2.00 IDEAL LOOP-THE-LOOP GLIDER. An aerial Toy for boys and girls. Does many “stunts” in the air. Propelling sling in- cluded, With Fibre Pies. oi... 60+066 $ .50 With Wooden Planes........ 65 All IDEAL Model Aeroplanes, Racing Aeroplanes and Flying Toys are GUARAN- TEED to fly when accompanying direc- tions are followed carefully. ey are sold by the Leading Toy, Sporting Goods and Department Stores. Askforthemat your store. If you cannot get what you want, we will fill your order direct by mail, postpaid at prices listed in this advertisement. Plans for Model Aeroplanes Complete Plans; which include Scale Drawings and Building and Flying Instructions; for any of the above Model Aeroplanes sent postpaid for 35 cents. These Plans show exactly what is re- quired to build a 3-ft. Model Aeroplane, and how to build it. Send for New 1921 Catalogue Gives full description of all IDEAL Model Aero- planes and Flying Toys. Also lists hundreds of Model Aer-plane parts and fittings. It’s a book every amateur Aviator should have. Sent post- paid for 5 cents. Send for yours now! Ideal Aeroplane & Supply Co. Making Model Aeroplanes Since 1911 ", -9 COR. WOOSTER AND WEST HOUSTON STS. NEW YORK CITY $2.50

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42 BOYS’ LIFE , To Make Night ! electric magnets. The shadow RE. O Flying Safe Pp f Pp 1 - of this quartz as it vibrates TIGHT flying has always = is recorded by a delicate de. N been an extra hazard- OPS © OoOpu ar Science vice upon a_ phot rapide ous undertaking because of . . film. | the danger of landing. Many By Francis Arnold Collins } casualties followed attempts . . iaiileeiaieaaaniiiaiiiass . A New Ship Canal to come to earth. The danger was somewhat lessened by lighting up the New Sewage Disposal HE long cherished dream of a great cana] landing field with searchlights, but this has MERICAN engineers have developed an to connect the Great Lakes with the geg proven very expensive and not wholly satis- entirely new method of disposing of sew- seems about to be realized, The leading factory. The problem seems to have been age. The problem is a very old one. It is engineering bodies of the United States arg solved by an American aviator who carries mentioned in the Bible, and in Greece and engaged in the project, The canal project 1 Rome various attempts were made to solve it. The common plan is to dump such waste in the seas or in running streams. In Berlin and Paris it is used to fertilize the lands. The new American method marks a great ad- vance. The city of Milwaukee is spending $6,000,000 on a plant which solves the prob- lem scientifically. It consists of a series of great tanks or vats equipped with porous bottoms, through which air is forced under pressure. The air currents break up the solid parts of the waste as though they were boiled. This in turn passes through other deeper vats until it is reduced to a solid matter. The sludge is then dried and dehydrated, after which it is ground and sold as a fertilizer. The operation takes only a few minutes. The Electrocardiagraph HE quickening of the heart beats caused by smoking a cigarette may be instantly recorded by means of the electrocardiograph. No movement of the heart is too slight to escape it. The new instrument is one of the most delicate ever constructed for the purpose. When certain muscles of the heart contract they serve to generate a very small electric current, which varies with the movement of the heart. It is by recording these fluctua- tions that the exact effect of the cigarette is recorded. In the instrument a fine thread of quartz is suspended between the poles of i. LARGEST WOODEN RAILWAY TRESTLE In western Canada is to be found the world’s largest wooden railway trestle. is constructed of Douglas fir, known among timber men as the “* imperishable lumber,” and is so built that it withstands the traffic of the _ largest transcontinental railway trains. The trestle is 140 feet in height and CURLY THE CROW Curly the Crow the Indian scout in whose arms General Custer died at the battle of Little Horn, in 1876, gives the following account of this battle and his connection with it: “I was General Custer’s scout and 13 years on the market he had sent me for reinforcements the night ieawenicunt before the battle. I was returning with Captain Bentline and his command, While —more than 2,000,000 I was still a long way off my — as shot nearly a quarter of a mile in lenyth, across : from under me, and I got down and ran un- a canyon which is wider at the top than at : in regular use. til I came into the thick of the fighting. As the bottom. It is estimated that it would : , . I got there I saw the soldiers lying dead cost nearly a million dollars at the present : right and left. Four hundred and serenty- prices for labor and lumber. It has proved H Sold without a line of three had been surrounded by 4,000 Siour. preci we sie to the railroad for 21 years, and : ee I saw Custer fighting with his saber, and I secmingly, is good for a tike service in the ; advertising thru the per- thought he was the last man alive there, Juture. e but I soon saw his brother, Lieutenant enn. ti 4 7 ? sonal recommendation Tom Custer, fighting beside him. He fell means the development of the St. Lawrence and then General Custer stood alone. The River so that a great waterway will be pro- vided to allow the largest vessels to pass in and out during the entire year. The new canal will be one of the great engineering achievements of the world. At present a great fleet of ships is obliged to remain idle throughout the winter months in northern waters. With the new canal in operation Indians could easily have killed him before that, but the purpose was to take him alive. 4 Fourteen Indians whom he had slashed and friends. | gashed with his saber lay near him, most of them dead or dying. I called to General | Custer, meaning to tell him of General Reno’s The Reasons: refusal to come, and he said, ‘ You here, Cur- ly? We'll fight to the end’ Those were alone of its enthusiastic was his last words iq Sioug seiz is . : : : 2se wi eas paren dell antes SIMPLICITY —only three and Custer’ turned on him and ‘tenth a ter: PARIS TWENTY-FOUR HOUR CLOCK they ace pent meten te ‘thes a parts. No adjusting. [jj Me did, 7M he 0m Of ihe lea? Jed gost opiee in Paria, Fiance Twenty-four. alone 1,000,000,000 tons of coal a yen Apart in one second Cweeee anit heart, F,pushed through toward Ie" aince,” The dial ie very large, the figures ___ Gales Made To Order —together in three. cenh Rash dead.” lead te ton mae io tet tonnes & Ee tee eee he ee et the means of illumination on his own plane. the wall, and each five-minute interval con- gee in the “movies.” It may : ‘ é § ane. to a : S. ay be guesse é J sisting of @ small floral ornament. The cen- ay be guessed that The test recently ade ong Islz as , 7 - - > wi stor is especially ‘ fac > CLEANLINESS—noholes, z ve - - atly made on Long Island Was ‘ter of the dial is an intricute design in the wind storm is especially manufactured e aia cel pA gpa anager of the ere wrought iron, Zodiacal figures in light color rs the SS coat . few of those who see ? | ¢ anc sritish armies and pronounced a_ being worked upon the scrollwork. The hands 1e picture realize the difficulty of the work crews, no springs; - - being work pon th work, 4 t I . ‘ : nos ’ p g J great success. The airman attached a num- of the clock are also very artistic, the kour The currents of air stirred up by ordinary ber of magnesium flares to the edges of the and bearing the caduclus of Mercury, and electric fans would not answer. The air . ‘ ‘ > ; » , 2 -j > > wings of his plane, which were electrically te minute hand ornamented with the Roman must be often set i : es ie ’ : faces, the inner ends of these hands beariny { in motion by great fans or instantly cleaned. connected, so that they could be set off from . blades larger and more rerful thé hose a. spe Jee : . the monograms of the Post, Telegraph and : ore 8 re powerful than those SAFETY patented pe —? , y r a - P wage was Telephone Department, and of the "French Which drive great aeroplanes. When these attached to the under side o e planes to Republic respectively. machines are used in the studios they are guard holds the blade reflect the light downward upon . driven electrically. But the really e the field. It is expected that the F severe wind storms must be firmly in place. new plan will safeguard night : stirred up out of peed pm of : : ° a landing and have a stimulating 2 Model Airplane Department the machines used for the purpose PRICE—One dollar. effect on cross country flying. i Ree... ; are equipped with fans which can make as many as four thousand Start your shaving right. Rubber Is Native of America FTEN queries come to this department as to the advisability of revolutions to the minute, and F b ENDERS HAT boy has not enjoyed buying material for model airplanes as against using materials can create a seventy-mile gale. or beginners — E! ° the story in the Arabian that can be picked up about the house or yard or at nearby lumber The wind thus generated will de- It is ** Just like wiping your Nights in which a magic tent dealers. It will be found much safer to purchase tne parts ready stroy ordinary frame buildings. face with a towel.’’ which may be carried in the hol- made and assemble them. In many cases parts can be bought which “ | low of the hand unfolds until it are much better made than any the amateur can construct for him- To inmeove Cannery covers a great army? The story self. The model parts complete ready for assembling usually contain s q ’ choolrooms is outdone by the man who car- several excellent details. The best plan is to purchase the parts ried the seeds of the rubber tree separately from some reliable manufacturer. There are several such OW many boys who read this | from America to the Far East. on the market whose wares are offered at reasonable prices. paragraph attend country The rubber tree native to schools? Since there are about : : + od ; . This advice applies especially in the case of propellers. You can } America and for centuries couk buy better propellers than you can make for yourself, at least until 250,000 district schools open to- ; ENDERS SALES CoMPANY not be transplanted. Finally an you have Sal aanenen months’ experience in carving them, The day throughout the United States 17 Battery Place, New York English naturalist managed to shafts to be bought cheaply from the model aeroplane supply bouses the alumni is naturally very : carry a few handfuls of seed again are much superior to those you will make for yourself. And large. It will be interest’ng for i ENDERS SELLS FOR $1.00 with across the Atlantic and raise a it is essential, of course, that you buy the rubber for your mctors the millions of boys in these ; six blades of the best quality Swed- wll = " es in Ms isnt wg yd ys pani genacge strips of rubber you may pick up. ; schools to learn that a great - ‘ ish-b teel. Packed in a bleck I en-house. ater these wert t will be well to buy the necessary wood from a supply house sade is in progress to improve t e ish ase stee 2 - carried to the East Indies, where rather than pick it up about the house, and good frames can be had conditions of the school buildings. Keratol box, velvet-lined. Extra the trees grew until today an ready made. The same is true of the wings or planes. After mak- One of the objects of this work is blades—package of 5—35c. area larger than the state of Ohio ing two or three planes you will find that the average wing to be to make the schoolrooms healthy. is covered with rubber planta- bought in the supply stores are almost as satisfactory as those that Most of these schoolrooms are FOR SALE BY BEST tions. The germs of this great you have put ty to of hard and discouraging work. The wings badly ventilated. The light is so DEALERS EVERYWHERE forest, like the magic tent, sprang sold in the so-called *‘ sets,” however, are usually made in quantities, bad that it injures the eyes of from a very small beginning. It and are less accurate and well suited for practical models than those many of the scholars. The stove is interesting to recall that the made to order by careful and experienced model builders. It is is badly arranged and does not germ of all the rubber which to- therefore well to get the best at the outset even though they might provide proper moisture. In many day supplies tens of millions of cost a little more. These parts are often inexpensive and it will do schoolrooms at the end of the automobiles with tires was once no harm to buy them and experiment for yourself, but it is safe to school day the air is found by trundled through the streets of say that you will eventually prefer those that have been made with actual measurements to be drier London in a hansom cab. extreme care. than that of the Sahara Desert. XUM

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Shoo-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0ot ! boys Winners for December Think and Grin Scout Norman Chamberlain, Florida ; George Hood, Ohio; William H. Leach, New York; Oscar L. Lochne, Pennsylvania. —_ [ IIL Fate RS —— Having a Swell Time to the dentist to-day? ~ Went - “* Vou” “Any relief?” “Yes, the dentist wasn’t in.” Definitions A Cape—Land extending into the sea. A Gulf—Water extending into the land. A Mountain—Land extending into the air. Wash Ma: Why didn’t you wash your ears Johnnie? Johnnie: You only told me to wash my face, and I didn’t know if my ears belonged to my face or my neck! Keeping Warm Kindly Gentleman (to small newspaper boy}: Don’t you feel cold, sonny? Boy: Oh no, sir! Selling papers keeps up the circulation. Speed Traveller (on old horse-drawn “Can't you go any Impatient street car to conductor) : faster than this? Conductor: Yes, but the car! I have to wait for A “Capital” Idea “How is it, Bill, that you spell with a capital letter?” “Well, sir, father said that a bank was no use unless it had a large capital!” ‘Bank’ No Waiter Customer: Is your name Tide? Waiter: No, sir. Customer: Or Time? Waiter: No, sir. Customer: Well, it certainly should be, for you * waft on no man!” He Wins A scout has said: ‘There are only three seasons in the year—before camp, tamp, and after camp. Two of Them First Tenderfoot: I don't like that chap, Jenkins, Second 'Tenderfoot: Why not? First Tenderfoot: Well, he’s ene of those people who turn round and stare after you, Second Tenderfoot: Is he? Hew do you know? Good Turns Per Second A boy acrobat applied at a circus for a job. The ringmaster asked: him what kind of turns he could do, “ Every kind” said the boy, “ with the exception of one.” “And what is that?” said the R. M. “Turn inside out,” said the bey. 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"PUL needle-carpeted trail through primeval pine opened suddenly and without warn- ing into a clearing. In the clearing were a few scattered huts, dimly discernable in the darkness. On a knoll, in the center of the clearing, stood a large, round hut silhouetted against the sky. We advanced toward this building, but stopped at a distance of three rods from the hut, when a sudden turn in the trail revealed a striking sight. Across the clearing and behind the hut the red, ris- ing moon peered between the pointed tops of two huge spruce. In front of the hut flick- ered a small fire, built against a log, Stand- ing beside the fire, his face reflecting the glow and his profile sharp against the rising moon, Was a solitary figure—a Chippewa warrior in full regalia of feathers and paint! The hut near which the warrior stood was windowless and apparently without a door, yet through crevices in the pole, walls and roof, a pale light showed. Some one was speaking inside the hut, some one with a deep, sonorous voice, the only sound save occasionally the call of a screech owl in the swamp below the clearing. Some one came up behind us on the trail, and as we stepped aside to allow him to pass we recognized George Lyons, a Carlyle man whom we had met at Cut-Foot Sioux. “Big Squaw dance tonight!” explained George. “ Won't you come in and have some fun? I'll explain things to you if you like. There is a visiting band of Indians here to- night, and the dance is in their honor. The speech you hear inside the hut is an address of welcome. We can soon go in.” HE speech ended. Then a low door opened and George ushered us into the hut. It was a twelve sided structure, built of poles, dirt floor, about 30 feet across. In the center of the hut four poles, set four feet apart and forming a square, supported the roof. The space on the ground inside these poles was covered with dry grass, and in the center of this space stood a tom-tom. Sitting around the wall in a circle were the Indians—old, toothless squaws smoking their pipes; old Indian men with gray hair hanging to their shoulders, young squaws with pappooses— and an asortment of children of all ages and sizes. Across the hut from the doorway was a bench on which sat four young braves in full costume, with headpieces, furs, shells, beaded moccassins and bells. The Indian who seemed to be in charge of the ceremony then rose and spoke a few words, whereupon eight Indians rose from their places and advanced to the center, each earrying a short, limber stick with a _ buck- skin knot on the end. They sat down in the grass, and at a signal from the leader, which the Cave Scout was unable to catch, be- gan striking the tom-tom. Their time was perfect, the eight blows striking as one, in double measure with the accent on the second beat, something like this: Tum tum, tum tum, tum tum! accompanied always with the chanting of voices. In groups of two, three and sometimes four, the dancers left their places around the walls and began circling around the ring, always moving to the left and facing the tom-tom. They moved in a rather jerky step, bending their left knees at each accented beat of the tom-tom. “Perhaps I had better explain our cus- tom in the squaw dance,” offered our Car- lisle friend. “If you wish to dance with any’ one you must give him a present. When the next dance starts he is then required to give you a present. Unlike the dances of our white friends, we do not confine our dances to partners of opposite sexes. Men dance with each other as much as they do with the women.” The tom-toms stopped, the dancers re- turned to their places, and the master of cere- monies rose to make another speech... As the address progressed the buck Indians present expressed approval, with cries of “ Hey-ah! Hey-ah!” “Hub! Hub!” ee eagle “ How-How! “ He is asking everybody to dance with our guests and make sure they have a good time,” Again the tom-tom resumed its beating, but this time the chant of the drummers was

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as be oe ‘UM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine 47 A GREAT YEAR COMING SOME SMASHING SERIALS Several rousing serials in 1921—that’s what you can look forward to if you subscribe to BOYS’ LIFE, the Boy Scouts’ Magazine and the Biggest Magazine in the World for Boys. They are regular rip snorters, each arid every one of these stories, and they will keep you on your toes to find out what’s coming next. Metipom’s Hostage by Ralph Henry Barbour, Boy Scout’s Life of Lincoln by Ida M. Tarbell, The Pirates and the Stowaways by Dillon Wallace, The Frozen Barrier by Belmore Browne, Torrance of Texas by Joseph B. Ames, Oz, Son of Fire by Irving Crump, and The Adven- tures of a Young Field Naturalist by J. Alden Loring are the titles, and we'll say they’re just as good as they sound; so will you when you read them. SHORT STORIES Some more good stories? Betchureboots! Best we ever published and when we say that, we’re saying a mouthful! BOYS’ LIFE has always been far in the lead with its series of short stories. During the coming months it will smash its own record. Beginning with Mississippi Miles, J. ALLAN DUNN will write a series of the best short stories of pioneer life ever published in any magazine. They are about the adventures of a boy who was with Kit Carson, famous scout and plainsman, and there’s a thrill in every line. W. C. TUTTLE will have Reddy Brant, that freckled faced wide-awake kid of his, romping through the 1921 issues of BOYS’ LIFE with a real circus. Believe us, that circus has to travel some to keep up with Reddy. CAPTAIN A. P. CORCORAN will continue to write his smashing yarns about the adventures of that African troop of mounted scouts from Uganda. Adventures? Oh boy! SPECIAL CHRISTMAS OFFER The 1921 Roosevelt Boy Scouts’ Calendar, printed in rich golden yellows and browns, is a crackerjack—just the thing for your room or the den. We have only a limited supply of these calendars and will give you one as a Christmas present if you send, before December 25th, $2.00 which is the price of a year’s subscription alone. Act promptly. Fill out and mail the coupon. Do it today, tomorrow you may forget. BOYS’ LIFE THE BOY SCOUTS’ MAGAZINE 200 FIFTH AVENUE NEW YORK CITY SPECIAL ARTICLES Then there will be scores of special articles, not the cut-and-dried kind that make a fellow skip the page, but right up- -and- standing articles that are as good reading as any fiction. Big game articles by Dr. William T. Horna- day, Charles L. (Grizzly) Smith, and others; natural history articles by men like Lee S. Crandall and Raymond 1, Ditmars; camping articles by such campfire men as Belmore Browne, Frederick K. Vreeland; inspirational arti- cles by Arthur P. Rice and William Heyliger; how-to-make articles by Dan Beard, who now writes exclusively for BOYS’ LIFE, Ladd Plumley, and other experts; articles on fishing, hunting, tracking, woodcraft, handicraft and scoutcraft. Other contributors of special articles for 1920- 21 are H. H. Lumpkin, Van Allan Lyman, Armstrong Perry, Clark E. Schurman and many others. DEPARTMENTS Other authors who will write for BOYS’ LIFE during 1921 are: E. L. Bacon, Wilbur S. Boyer, Ed. L. Carson, Arthur S. Chapman, F. A. Collins, Brewer Corcoran, A. P. Corcoran, Irving Crump, Edwin Cole, Percy K. Fitzhugh, Frank Farrington, Wm. L. Gaylord, John Garth, Lynn Gunnison, Samuel E. Harris, Bernard Kenny, Joseph Kescel, Denzil C. Lees, George Livermore, J. Alden Loring, Edward Leonard, James Ravenscroft, Arthur F. — — L. Sabin, James F. Taylor, Albert W. Tolman, Patrick Vaux and others. The artists who will make BOYS’ LIFE continue to be the best illustrated magazine for boys in the world are: Clinton Balmer, Charles Livingston Bull, Charles S. Chapman, Joseph Easley, Clyde Forsythe, Bob Fink, Brant W. Fryer, Howard Hastings, E. A. Hamilton, Hubert Mathews, Henry J. Peck, Henry C. Pitz, Frank J. Rigney, Douglas Ryan, Bert L. Salg, Reming- ton Schuyler, Gordon Smyth, Charles H. Towns, Dennis Wortman and Harold Anderson, Departments: Scouting Department includes Official News Pioneer Scout, Popular Science, On Nature’s Trail, Wireless, Model Airplane, World Brotherhood of "Boys Think .and Grin, Cave Scout, Scouting the World Round, Short Story Contest, Photographic Contest and Stamps. The men who run these departments are: Chief Scout Executive James E. West, Dan Beard, John Burroughs, The Cave Scout, Kent B. Stiles, Armstrong Perry, Frank Rigney, Francis A. Collins. MAIL THIS COUPON BEFORE CHRISTMAS *'? BOYS’ LIFE, 200 FIFTH AVE., NEW YORK CITY. GENTLEMEN :— FOR $2.00 ENCLOSED SEND ME BOYS’ LIFE FOR ONE YEAR, BE- GINNING WITH THE. 6.00 sscc00sa00 NUMBER, AND IN CONSIDERA- TION OF MY EARLY REMITTANCE SEND ME A COPY OF THE 1921 ROOSEVELT BOY SCOUT CALENDAR. EN CRY WG aL Ue if emetic ree COTY OR To ossi bcc adsunesecssseusesssasas SUBLD. si0.crcbdsddcasesvscadoctassssoseessseseene Canadian postage, .25 extra. Foreign postage, .50 extra.

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NOPONNYEUEN INNATE TYPE ELL Forty Men All Told (Concluded English, the to be mistaken. pretending not to understand meaning of the gun was not He stopped. “No more foolin’ now!” said Ezekial harshly. “Put down your weapons and back up till we git ‘em!’ They took his scalping knife, tomahawk and gun. “I'd a good deal rather fit it out with this skunk,” said Josiah. “He knew well one of us would git ‘im and he knew we couldn't take *im along.” “No!” said Ezekial bad enough to get food ourselves let alone feedin’ this critter and watchin’ *im every minute. It would hold us back till the war party gits there.” As they looked him over speculatively, they noticed that he was staring at the two pairs of snow shoes which both carried. It was evident that he had just solved the mystery of the different tracks which had puzzled him and his companions. Ezekial’s anger blazed up. “So you've just found out how we fooled ye. You didn’t keep us from findin’ out what was goin’ on at Amooskeg did ye? I'll fix ye so ye can't tell where we are till ye’re out of the way.” Snatching handfuls of bark from a great birch at hand he started a fire. The savage watched him wonderingly. He then collected dry limbs and when it was blazing high, threw on the breed’s snow shoes and those of the dead. One by one he smashed their trade guns on a rock, then gathering the tomahawks and knives together threw them into the center of the blazing bed of coals. ““Turn around here!” he shouted roughly to the gaping savage. Pulling his hands be- hind him he lashed them tightly together. “Now git!” he yelled giving the savage a mighty kick. decidedly, “It'll be H* struggled away a few rods, the nearly to his waist, then stopped looked back beseechingly. Floundering through the snow without snow shoes, with hands tied, the trip to Amooskeg was a good three days’ journey. Predatory animals were thick and the prospect of his getting home was not bright. snow and “Come on!” said Ezekial collecting what he had to carry. ‘“ We've wasted a good hour cleanin’ out this pack. We've got to be movin’.” He started but Josiah stood looking at the forlorn breed, “What ye standin’ there for?’ enquired Ezekial, “I hope ye don’t want to kill ‘im. “IT was just thinkin’ it wouldn’t be human to leave ‘im with his hands tied like that. They'll be sure to freeze before he gits half way in.” “Let ’em,” growled murder nobody then.” ‘I can't stand that,” said Josiah, his face ‘ Ezekial. ‘“ He can’t working. “It’s no better than murder. You might better kill ‘im and be done with it.” Running to the breed he cut his bonds. “ Git with ye now! If you as much as look behind ye I'll put a ball into ye!” ‘I hope you're satisfied,” said Ezekial an- grily. ‘‘ He'll pay ye back by burnin’ ye at the stake if he ever gits the chance.” Rifling the haversacks of the slain enemy they hastily left up the side of the friendly mountain. As they stood eating their noonday meal on a high slope of the range, Ezekial stood up to look at the surrounding country. “If that ain't old Spruce over there then it’s one exactly like it. If this is Eagle Ledge we must be sixty miles from home. Sixty miles! Just three hours sleep apiece then we go and we don’t stop till we git there.” “What smoke is that?’ enquired Josiah startled. “It’s right on top of the mountain we passed over.” HIRLING, Ezekial stared. “ It’s signal smoke! It’s the breed makin’ trouble smoke. Look! See way back on Bald Moun- tain! There's the answer. Now what cuttin’ that critter’s hands loose has done.” Josiah gasped, : Itt stand here and stand ‘em off while you go on in. I'm to blame and I'll pay for it with my life.” see “No, sir!” Ezekial gripped his brother's arm affectionately. ‘‘We stand or fall to- gether. They won’t be bo separatin’. Our scalps will bangin some’ wigwam together or we'll carry ’em‘home to mother—together.” BOYS’ LIFE TET TT from page 17) “T was a tormented fool,” mourned Josiah “T'd ought to have let you have your way. Now what'll we do?” , Ezekial tied on his snow shoes. “Only Start right now and go straight We das- one thing. for the old mountain over yonder, sent stop, not one single hour!” “That's right,” said Josiah. “ We're tired and they’ll be fresh. If we stop to rest they can ketch up.” ; Red-eyed and weary they started, slow hours of the day dragged by but they kept doggedly at it. As they topped the ridges they could still see the smoke signals. sending their messages, At dark they built a hasty fire and ate a half scorched meal. “One thing we've got to do,” said Ezekial, “We've got to throw away every livin’ thing we don't have to have.” “Might as well,” said Josiah. ‘ We've got to make it before we sleep or we may never need ’em again.” “We're goin’ to make it!’ and Ezekial compressed his lips as he arose to his feet; they had swollen as he sat eating so that he could hardly stand. The Saving one meal out of their haversacks, they threw the rest away. They looked at the blankets. “Me, art” Josiah strapped his on. “ Grandma set up all night weavin’ that blan- ket.’ Without a word Ezekial tied his on. Taking their bearings from the stars they started on the last lap of the grievous jour- ney. Suddenly they were startled by a scream behind them. * Panther!” said Josiah. “After the meat,” said the other. “ Watch and give it to ‘im if he comes too close.” snatched a_ cold bite without stopping. Their ankles were bleeding and raw from the chafing of the rawhide thongs that bound on their shoes. Every nerve and muscle cried out against the gruelling which their unconquerable spirits imposed upon their aching bodies, but with gritted teeth they forged steadily on. Close behind skulked the savage brute with T midnight they hunger only half satisfied, watching for a chance to spring. Eurther back, still more savage men hung like wolves upon their trail; determined to overtake them before they could reach the fort with their message. Early in the morning Josiah gave up. Eze- kial pulled him to his feet, shaking him violently. j ‘Look ahead! It’s Old Spruce! We're within five miles of the fort. Up with ye! We've got to keep on. Come—” ; Josiah was flung to the ground by the spring of the savage beast which had trailed them for hours. His rifle flew from. his hand but instinctively he sought his belt for his knife and tomahawk, Ezekial, rising to his full height, brought his rifle down on the beast as he lay sprawled in the snow gathering for another spring, but the creature dodged just in time. “ Quick!” screamed Josiah, scrambling to his knees. Ezekial’s knife was in his hand and in an instant he was on the beast’s back, his wea- pon sunk to the hilt. For a moment the) rolled in a smother of snow then Josiah sprang into the melee and quickly finished the fight by a splitting blow on the panther's skull with his tomahawk. CRATCHED and bleeding they surveyed their late adversary a moment, then with kith eyes on the mountain that shadowed and kin, staggered on. No longer could Jo siah lift his snow shoes, could hardly scuff a few inches at a time. The rising sun found them walking part of the time, creeping the rest. Two deer hunt- ers from the fort topped the rise before them and stopped in astonishment. Both boys were crawling, their like men of sixty so seamed and drawn were they. But still they were on the way—still true to the trust re posed in them, pouring out their last strength to bring the message. Speedier feet than theirs carried the word on in. Stout backs bore them to the fort. Sixty miles in twenty-four hours through a trackless wilderness is a record hard to equal. Warned in ample time, the reception which the Vermonters gave the war party which faces poured in upon them the next morning, was one so long remembered that the French and Indians never again had the courage to at- tack Fort Dunner. XUM

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true is Bat ain XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine ASREAUNABURSNAIANUAIULADUARLNAUALEIUGLUUNUUILLL WE The Frozen Barrier (Continued from page 14.) GHPEUBUEAAAALEIENLLT up on ‘em afore they seen us, we'd a bin on our way to Puget Sound with a boat n’ outfit.” EFORE Knudesen had ceased speaking B “Black Jack” turned on him with so sav- light in his dark eyes that his huge companion ¥Yecoiled involuntarily. ‘* Listen, Knudesen,” he began quietly, but with a note ef deadly coldness in his voice, ‘“*if you had age a run this here outfit we'd a bin on our way to *McNeil’s Island three months back. An’ I'm tellin’ yer that if there’s any shootin’ it begins here in this tent, and I'll do the buryin’ afterwards.” He paused for a moment to let the full significance of bis words sink in, and then he continued : “This is the last time I'll tell ye that this ain’t no horse country like Montana, where ye kin grab a cayuse and gallop across the Canady line when you wants to make a git-away. If we git out o’ this country without bein’ pulled we'll be the first men to do it, fer it’s water all the way, and ye kain’'t hide on water like ye kin in the mountains, Now, I'm agoin’ to git that boat, but when I sails her south I don't want no rope around my neck.” Although Knudesen was a giant physically, he was completely dominated by “ Black Jack’s”’ personality. “What you say goes, Jack,” he said, pla- eatingly. “It's just that I hates this coun- try and wants to git south.” “If that’s the way ye feel I'm with yer,” “lack Jack” answered. ‘So git a move on an’ we'll bust camp.” The two men fell to work with a silence and efficiency that came from a_ lifetime spent in the open, and before a half hour had passed they had disappeared through a deep gorge that ran eastward through the mountains, N THE meantime George had reached the eastern point of the bay, and, feeling that all danger from the strangers was at an end, he steered towards the beach and followed it as closely as the shallow water would permit. When they had sailed a number of miles beyond the point of Bear Cove the Doctor decided to land. “We're well beyond the reach of our un- pleasant visitors,” he said, with a _ smile, “and beyond that headland you'll find a small fiord called Aleute Bay—at least the chart says so—where you can camp. That will give me a walk of only six or eight miles, and I'll meet you about supper time.” As the boat grounded in the shallow water the Doctor had finished his preparations. A high-powered rifle, a small camera, binoc- ulars and @ canvas specimen bag was all he carried, but George insisted on filling his specimen bag with a liberal supply of food The sun had disappeared behind a bank of clouds while the Doctor had been disem- barking and a cold wind sweeping down from the mountains filled their sail and sent them onward at increased speed. All went well until they reached the head- land the Doctor had alluded to. On round- ing it the boys saw a small bay, and beyond a deep valley winding inland between precip- itous mountains. Across the bay was a smooth beach backed by alder thickets through which a snow-fed stream flowed to the sea. Te reach it, they had to cross the bay, for their boat, having no centre-board, could net sail far “into the wind.’ They were nearly half way across and a few minutes more would haye seen them safely landed, when, with the roar of an express train, a “wully ’ struck them. All that the boys remembered afterwards was that the wind blew with a_ fury that was terrifying, and that they were utterly helpless before it. The mast of their sprit-sail broke like a pipe-stem at the first blast and they were deluged with sheets of solid water that were blown from the sur- face of the bay. In an instant the daylight was gone and they clung in semi-darkness to the windward gunwale in a frantic at- tempt to keep their boat on an even keel. The full fury of the squall could not have lasted more than a few minutes, but after the worst had passed a savage gale still blew and the boys found themselves drifting into the open sea, q In some way George had managed to keep a hold on the steering-sweep and by steady- ing the boat he undoubtedly saved her from foundering, for she was nearly swamped by the time that he got her under control. There was little time to be lost and the boys made the most of it. While Fred baled George pulled their sprit-sail into the boat, rolling it loosely about the broken mast. He then lashed the tangled mass with the main- sheet. and, after fastening the bundle to the * Washington State Penitentiary. i) WT boat’s painter, threw it overboard. This method of making a “ sea-drag,”’ or “ drog,” as mariners call it, he had learned from the fishermen on the eastern coast, and the knowledge soon proved its worth, for the drog quickly brought the boat’s head into the wind, and they found themselves riding safely on the rough sea. CHAPTER III. THE DARKEST HOUR. HE respite allowed them both to bale, and a half hour's steady grind enabled them to make the boat fairly dry. By the aid of his pocket compass George found that they were still drifting north, so they got out the sweeps and began a toil that seemed never to end. Throughout the day their rowing seemed to do little but relieve the strain on. the drog, but even that made them happy, as they knew then that they were not drifting fast. In this way the boys fought the great fight, and “the darkest hour before the dawn” was at last pierced with a yellow ray of light, and as the night fled west- ward they saw a line of wind-torn waves against the eastern horizon. As they lay back on the drenched tar- paulin and munched their raw bacon and soggy biscuits they smiled the smile of those who have won a victory. As they ate their eyes took in expense of lead-gray sea, and _— instine- tively their eyes turned south where, in- stead of the hoped-for land, a film of clouds met the horizon. With their breakfast eaten and the southern cloud-bank for an objec- tive, they stood-at the sweeps and took up the long Portuguese stroke that eats up the miles with a minimum of effort. Now training and experience are closely related. To Fred, who had neither, where the sea was concerned, the winds and waves the vast were a closed book, but George had the sea in his blood, as the saying goes, and his restless eyes and brain were ever at work searching and pondering. To him the cloud- bank to the south meant more. than mere clouds; first, it meant a_ steering point, which was tangible, then it meant the meet- ing place of two titanic forces—the battle- ground of the warm Pacific winds and the cold of the North. So, as he toiled at the sweeps, his mind was busy noting and ap- praising a hundred minute details, that, taken singly, might be of no importance, but, once woven together, might form a road to safety. IRST, he noticed that the southern clouds were rising, and that the air was growing colder. The was still rough but the waves were broken and choppy, and feeling the surge of a great hope he dropped his and unwound the = sprit-sail with feverish haste. “Better stick to the sweeps,” strated, ** What wind there is, and we've got to keep going.” “Sure we have,’ George assented, “ but I’ve got a hunch, Fred. Unless I'm clean off sea oars Fred remon is against us my guess the wind is getting ready to change, and if she does we'll be sitting by an alder fire tonight eating bacon and beans and hot bread.” Luckily the low down, and by the sail and refitting proved satisfactory. sprit-sail mast had broken taking a lubber’s reef in the mastbutt the rig When the repairs were completed George refurled the sail ready for use, and returned to his post. As they rowed on a mist came over the sun and the air grew sharper. George wet his finger and held it up and an unmistake able coolness on its north side filled him with confidence. ‘She’s coming, Fred! In a half hour you'll be curled up dreaming of strawberry ice-cream while this old tub goes jumping for the mainland!” His enthusiasm was so contagious that Fred, despite his doubts, began to feel hope- ful. Before many minutes had passed a dis- tinct puff of wind from the north ruf- fled the waves. Their excitement was such that they almost feared to speak, but the first puff was followed by a second, and a third in quick succession, and by the time George had raised the sail and carried the shect aft a steady breeze was bearing them southward. As he fastened the sweeps to the gunwale Fred turned to George with shining eyes. “When it comes to sailing, George, you're the *Hyas Tyhee! If I'm ever worth a million dollars, ll give you half of it!” He threw himself on the tarpaulin that cov ered their supplies, and before George could answer was sleeping the sleep of exhaustion. The hours that followed seemed to George * Chinook, for big chief. nS 6 AS ART ORES et ty Last season’s Western Conference Champions, the Chicago University team. Both men and coach are “All Star’ wearers and boosters. Converse Wins! 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The monotonous surge of the waves and the steady roll of the boat was at times too much for his overtaxed body, and he would fall asleep to be wakened instantly by the flapping of the sail and the pitch of the cross-seas, NCE, on awakening suddenly, he found himself among a small herd of seals and nearly jumped out of his skin with surprise and excitement. The seals were sleeping peacefully in the wash of the sea, their nos- trils closing automatically when the water washed over them. Then the birds came, mures, puffins, guillemots and cider ducks by the millions. These were the fishers who daily went to sea to get food for their mates and young on the rocky nesting islands. Ordinarily George would have been filled with interest in the bird life about him, but the details of the coast were beginning to ap- pear, and the serious question of where he should land claimed all his attention. Of the coast he knew little, for he had only seen the few miles that lay east of Bear Cove, so he turned his entire attention to the towering mountains that stretched across the southern horizon. George had learned by long experience that what we call “a bump of locality ” in civilization is not a gift, nor an instinct, but the ability to remember seemingly unimportant details, and to utilize the knowledge thus stored in the brain. During the long days of packing he had become thoroughly familiar with that por- tion of the mountains that lay between Holibut Bay and Bear Cove. He also knew that every mountain range has individual characteristics, and that each portion of a range differs in some minute way from the other portions. Sometimes these differences are so slight that a man cannot explain them, but his trained perception instantly notes the smallest variation and enables him to draw cprrect conclusions. had to a frontiersmen call now as he looked rested on a raised their clouds far to seen the briefly, what and suddenly that bank of had never but he felt instantly explain it George = high degree * mountain sense,” westward his eyes group of mountains snowy heads above a the southward, George range from the east, that these were the mountains he sought, and with the courage of his conviction he changed his course and drove the boat south- westward. The mountains were about twelve miles away and before George had sailed half the distance he began to pick up familiar land- marks. To the westward appeared the islands lying opposite Bear Cove, and show- ing dimly through the clouds he located the valley that ran inland from Aleute Bay. Soon a white wall of surf showed against the low beach line, and realizing the dif- ficulty of handling their heavy boat George was on the point of awakening Fred, but a shallow bar ran out from Aleute Bay and he drove the boat through a deep but narrew channel close to the beach. In a moment the roar and surge of the sea was left behind and the boat glided across the quiet water and came gently to land. For some minutes George sat without moving. He noticed in a dazed way that a tumbled down *barabara stood behind the beach, and that a film of smoke was rising from the sod chim- ney, but the discovery awakened no interest or surprise in a brain overladen with emotions. At last the quiet and peace penetrated into Fred’s dreams and he awoke. First he stared blankly at George, and beyond to the bar where the surf was beating thunderously, then his amazed eyes found the beach and he realized that the land was not a dream but a glorious reality. A radiant smile lit up his gaunt face and turning to George, he cried, ‘“‘It's land! I can see it, and smell it! sut where in the name of the Great Horn Spoon did you find it?” “We're on the south coast of Behring Sea, in a place called Aleute Bay,” George answered, with a contented laugh, “and if you don’t believe me,” he added, pointing to a strange figure that came towards them over the sand, “ go ask the ¢ Aleute!” CHAPTER IV. “CariBou JOHNNY” EORGE had spoken in jest, but as the figure drew closer they stared with a gasp of astonishment. Never in their lives had they seen so pitiful a figure. Emaciated, scarcely clothed, tottering in the last extrem- ity of weakness, it came towards them in silence, and in silence they watched, expect- ing to see it crumple lifeless on the sand. As it drew closer they saw that was an Aleute boy, but the tight drawn skin and sunken eyes gave him the appearance of an old man. The mane of stiff black hair that stood out from his head like a fur seal’s fe fe mane, was the only sign of youth that re- “* sae * Russian—for sod-house. 7A nation of the Aleutian Islands. BOYS’ LIFE mained. At last he reached the boat ang halted, swaying slightly, then his mouth opened but no sound came forth. A look of fear seemed to lie in the deep set eyes, ang raising his head, he spoke. The words came in a whisper so great was his weakness, “Me Caribou Johnny. Me Atu man. Me —sick—see?”’ He raised a mangled right arm, black with dried blood. The sleeve of his cheap black shirt had been ripped off at the shoulder, “You Doctor man—me glad—your friend he stay long time.” For a moment the boy stood with his arm extended, but the effort had cost too much and he sank limply to the beach, : N an instant the two boys were beside him, and, lifting the pitiful mass of skin and bones, they moved carefully towards the barabara. One glance at the black and eyjj smelling interior convinced them that it was no place for their patient, and, carrying him to a soft mat of last year’s grass, they gently laid him down. Fred was the first to speak, “Well, George,” he said, with puckered brow, “‘this is a queer mess. And he seemed to expect us, too—called you a ‘ Doctor man,’ and said something about our friend staying a long time.” “I know he did,” George answered, with a puzzled frown on his brown face; “ but the thing we have to face now is keeping this boy from dying. It’s a case of loss of blood, and "—he pointed to the boy’s sunken face— ‘starvation. That means you get food while I patch him up.” Turning without further talk, they ran to the boat, and before many minutes had passed the boy was lying inside their tent and food was cooking above a driftwood fire. George’s task was a difficult one, for a close examination showed that from his knees to his shoulders the boy was a mass of terrible cuts and wounds. Fred, who joined George as soon as the food was boil- ing, aided in cutting away the useless cloth- ing, and he recoiled With horror at the sight that met his gaze. “Goodness! George, what's happened to him; he looks like an avalanche had struck him!” “An avalanche did hit him,’ George an- swered ; ‘‘ only it was a living avalanche, and it had claws.” “ You mean—? ‘“*Surest thing Fred gasped. you know,” George an- swered shortly. See here,” he said, point- ing to parallel gashes on the boy’s thighs, “he clawed him there when he got him down. From the holes it looks as if the boy held him off with his feet, for he succeeded in protecting his body and face at the expense of his legs and arms, If he hadn’t, he'd a been dead.” T was the first time the boys had seen the trademark of an angry bear, and the les- son they learned there on the Behring Sea beach was never forgotten. By the time George had bathed his patient with a warm antiseptic solution and bandaged his wounds, the Aleute regained consciousness, but he no longer showed any interest in his discoverers, and lay in a semi-conscious condition. Short- ly afterward they gave him a few swallows of oatmeal gruel and, wrapping him in a blanket, allowed him to rest. “I’m going to hit the straw, Fred,” George said, with a grin, “and from the way I feel I'm likely to sleep a week. If I do you've got three things to remember: feed the Aleute, keep an eye on the boat, and fire a shot every half hour to let the Doctor know our address.” In a moment he was asleep. It was nearly dusk when George awoke, the light of the fire shown brightly, and he could see Fred moving busily about the leap- ing flames. A glance at the Aleute boy showed that he was sleeping, and turning to Fred, he said: “ How's chances for some food? I'm going to get a bite and try and locate the Doctor before it gets too dark.” “You can eat as much as you like, for you won’t have far to go,” Fred answered; and as George turned wonderingly, his amazed eyes fell on the Doctor advancing with a pail of water from the nearby stream. HAT night they celebrated their happy reunion by the best supper their larder could supply, and then heaping dry alder branches and driftwood on the fire, they told every detail of their adventures since the wully tore them apart. The Doctor had followed the beach, and was enthusiastic concerning the country. “It’s like stepping back into the stone age!” he cried; and then he gave an amused chuckle, and added, “ particularly when you end the day by sleeping in a bear’s den.” “ Bear's den?” the two boys exclaimed at once. “Yes, a bear’s den, and a mighty good sleeping place it was! “When the wully came down from the mountains I saw the whole sea turn white with spray and knew you were in for it. In fact, I had to fight to keep on my feet. I waited in the shelter of a small hill until the worst of it was over, and then I traveled inland as the mountains sheltered me. I wa yol yol no wa of ple no ins ne’ th or wi ca he ga we ea fo! a di fo bu m it fir de al to G — 2 ete ee eo ~ a a oben ants eo om ea 2 BESOIN he a ae ae a a XUM

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nd ith nd me ee ee is Soli Cn en ana XUM The Boy Scouts’ Magazine wasted no time getting to Aleute Bay, and you call imagine my feelings when I found you were not there, As I studied the beach I saw this tumble-down barabara, but saw of our Aleute friend, so as night » Sign al not far off, I started towards it by way of the beach. “At the head of the bay I made an un- pleasant discovery; a large stream comes in between marshy banks, so that it is not noticeable at a distance. The tide was com- ing in, and the only fordable spot I found near the mouth proved to be quicksand, so I went up-stream to find an easier ford, but the stream came from a great marsh a mile or two wide, and I had to follow the moun- tains to get around it. I saw something that will please you boys as much as it did me— caribou! Yes, caribou! Hundreds of them!” he added, with an amused smile, as the boys gave vent to their delight. ‘‘ Most of them were in the valley, but their trails run everywhere back in the mountains. It’s the easiest country to travel in I ever saw. “T was following a game trail when I found my night’s lodging. The path ran over a little hill between two small streams, and directly on top of the hill, and only about forty feet from the trail, was the den. It was partly formed by some large boulders, but the bear had enlarged it so that it gave me perfect protection. After I had lined it with a mattress of dry grass and built a fire at the entrance, I was as warm and sheltered as could be. So I slept in a bear's den surrounded with herds of caribou, as our ancestors did in neolithic times, and, thanks to your wisdom in making me carry food, George, I got along in fine style. “Early this morning I found a good ford, but in crossing a spur of the mountains I stumbled on a vein of coal, and nearby an interesting deposit of fossils. Needless to say, I was greatly worried for your safety, but I could see the entire bay, and by study- ing my find I was able to keep my mind occupied until I saw you round the bar. That ends my story, except that I wish to express my deepest relief at your safe return. “In the two days that I have spent on the Behring Sea, I have made three discoveries— a coal vein, a fossil bed, and the fact that I am lucky in having such companions as ” you two boys. Then came the boys’ story, and the Doc- tor was loud in his praise of their resource and pluck. “Tt’s time to turn in, boys,” he said at last; ‘‘and in view of our fortunate reunion I have a plan to offer. There are still a few choice bits of fossilized rock that I wish to collect, and I suggest that we remain here tomorrow. After I have secured them you might put in your time by getting some fresh meat—how does the idea. strike you?” The boys accepted the plan with enthu- siasm, and the following day they put in a busy morning drying their supplies and put- ting the boat in condition for further travel. HE Doctor appeared shortly before lunch, and after they had eaten their fill the beys made the final preparations for their hunt. As soon as they had penetrated a dense jungle of alders the valley beyond came into view, and they brought their binoculars into play. The marsh which formed the valley’s floor stretched away for a good two miles, and it was walled in on either side by great snow-capped mountains whose lower slopes were brown with a smooth covering of last year’s grass. They could not follow the valley’s course as it wound among the mountains, but in the farthest gap they could see a mountain wall of un- broken snow, and in a moment they had sighted caribou. At first they saw only the light gray spots of a scattered band near the base of the mountains, but as they continued to study the valley they discovered many other small bands. At first little caution was necessary, as the nearest herd was nearly a half mile away. Following one of the larger sloughs, they made rapid progress until the stream divided. A cautious glance, however, gave them the correct direction, and, choosing the left branch, they again took up the stalk. It was after they had approached to within less than three hundred yards of the unsus- pecting band that Fred suddenly stopped and pointed to a wide track that crossed the slough. It had been made that morning, probably about daylight, for the marks had been newly washed by water. As they cau- tiously approached Fred gave an involuntary gasp, for his eyes suddenly grasped the fact that the trail had been made by a brown bear, and, although both he and George were familiar with the giant grizzlies of the Alaskan interior, they stood aghast at the vast size of the tracks that confronted them. After their first surprise had vanished, George stooped and measured the imprint with the six-inch blade of his sheath knife. “Seventeen inches!” he whispered, in amazement; and Fred, with a wide grin, whispered back, “When it comes my turn to hunt that fellow, I’m going to carry a fifty-foot tree!” HEY had now reached a point where ex- treme caution was necessary. Grasping a wisp of dry grass, George pulverized it be- tween his palms and tossed it into the air. As it fell straight to earth they dismissed the thought of being scented and devoted all their attention to moving noiselessly. Foot by foot they advanced, sliding their feet, without a sound, through the shallow water and mud that covered the sand bottom. The slough was leading them directly past the herd, and an occasional look through the coarse marsh grass showed them that they could approach to within fifty yards of the unsuspecting animals. Both George and Fred, like many an expert hunter, cared little for the firearm side of hunting. The part of hunting that fascinated the boys was the stalk. To pit their wits against the keen senses of the wild things, and to forestall their attempts at escape by a per- fect knowledge of their habits brought an excitement that could not be approached by the brute excitement of killing. The herd, utterly unconscious of danger, was scattered over a level stretch of marsh land. It numbered about fifteen animals of all ages and sexes, for the bulls had not yet gone off by themselves as they do later in the season. The caribou is in many respects the most interesting of our antlered game,* and the boys made the most of their first opportunity of studying them at home. It was the first time that they had seen caribou in the spring time, and they were struck by the ragged look of their coats, which were beginning to shed, Another thing they noticed was that the cows alone carried antlers. They knew that the cow caribou was the only female of all our antlered game that grows and sheds its antlers as the males do, but they were surprised to find that the cows carried their antlers so late in the spring. The bulls’ antlers, soft, bulbous growths, covered with a dark colored “ velvet,’ were just beginning to appear, although the antlers of the young bulls were farther advanced than those of the old herd-bulls. £° the boys watched the strange animals moving lazily about the marsh against a background of towering snow-capped moun- tains, they marveled at the wonderful way in which nature had fitted them for their north- ern home. Their clumsy looking, shovel- shaped hooves served equally well in the soft marsh and the deep winter snows, and they moved with a long, springy stride across bogs where a horse would have mired. The excitement of the stalk had passed, and after they had carefully chosen the ani- mal they wanted, so that they should not kill a female by mistake, they drew straws for the first shot. Fred won, and a moment later the young bull lay dead in his tracks, As the report of the high-power rifle broke the silence the band seemed paralyzed with astonishment, but in a moment an old cow turned and plunged towards the protecting mountains, and with a great splashing of mud and clattering of broad hooves the en- tire band followed her. The change that had come over the herd was startling; with heads and tails held high and their sinewy limbs moving like pistons, they seemed actually to float across the marsh, and as they wheeled and turned, or rose high in the air to leap a treacherous slough, they moved with the dash and pre- cision of well drilled cavalry. Fascinated by the sight, the boys watched until the last gray shape had disappeared among the moun- tains, and then they advanced and took pos- session of their kill. OW that the boys had secured meat they turned their attention to the problem of transporting it to camp, for the transporta- tion of an animal weighing in the neighbor- hood of three hundred and fifty pounds neces- sitates experience in butchering and _ the earrying of weights in addition to physical strength. After thoroughly cleaning the carcass, George deftly separated the hind quarters without removing the skin, for the _ skin would keep the meat clean and could be re- moved in camp. Next came the fore quar- ters, with the legs cut off at the knee, and then the last but difficult task of splitting the body in half and removing the head and neck. The camp bustled with activity that even- ing as they prepared for their meal. While George skinned out the meat and hung it up to cool, Fred filled their largest pot with choice pieces of the ribs and put it on to boil. Then large, thick steaks were cut and hung above the coals, and with eyes glistening with anticipation, they sat down to await the feast. r (To be continued in January Boys’ Lire) ! i * Note: This caribou was found and De- scribed by A. J. Stone and named after ston son Grant. The Author accompanied Stone on his expedition to Behring Sea in 1902. What’s a Christmas Bicycle Without a Corbin Brake? Just as soon as the roads are rideable you'll want to pull on the mittens, pull down the earmuffs, throw a leg over that classy steel mount, and hit the pike for Joyville! Soon you come to a little traffic congestion, or maybe a pretty steep downgrade, where the speed has to be babied along. Will that brake take hold and slow down easily and smoothly, without jolting the day- light out of you? Will it come to a complete standstill with nary a jolt or jar? You just bet it will—if it’s a Corbin Duplex Coaster Brake! The Corbin is built ruggedly for trouble-free service and rough usage. 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In all that time it never has been so good, so absolutely perfect as it is today. _ WESTFIELD MANUFACTURING CO. 39 Lozier Avenue Westfield, Mass. meeting of Ted, as the miner’s son, with Miss Dale, and his instant capitulation to her charm and loveliness. The other was an in- terior, and Ted learned with surprise that by the use of mechanical devices and a skill- ful shift of furnishings, the cabin now did duty for the abode of a stalwart mountain missionary, where he and the lady had taken refuge after their escape from the villain. It was the longest of the three scenes. All the other members of the company took part, and the rehearsing and actual taking con- sumed the better part of an hour. But at length it was over; the camera ceased click- ing, and Mr. Weston gave a long sigh of satisfaction. “ Well, I guess we'll call it a day's work,” he remarked, taking out a fresh cigar. A sudden, blank, sinking feeling surged over Ted as the meaning of the man’s words came to him. It was all over. Like a burst of rainbow color this amazing, delightful in- cident had flashed into his drab life, only to vanish again with equal swiftness and com- plete finality. For two glorious hours he had been living in another world—a world not only of thrill and interest, but one in which the people treated him like a human being. For two long hours he had forgotten completely the spiteful Mrs. Smeed, her morose husband and the whole, dull, cheer- less monotony of the farm. And now these were all that were left to him! With an effort the boy roused himself from his dreary reflections to find Mr. Weston ad- dressing him. “You did a mighty good job, son,”’ said the manager genially. ‘ If those films don’t come out well, it won't be your fault. Here's something for your trouble.” With a murmured word of thanks, Ted took the two ten-dollar bills and tucked them me- chanically into his pocket. He felt that he ought to go, and was on the point of making a move when Miss Dale, who had been talk- ing earnestly with the other actors, suddenly turned toward him. “We're all awfully obliged to you, Ted,” she said with her attractive smile, “ and we want you to come to our Christmas Eve sup- per at the hotel to-night.” Ted stared at her blankly, unable for an instant to speak. * You—you want me mered incoherently. “Of course! You're part of the company, aren't you? And if it wasn’t for you we shouldn't have anything to celebrate. You must come!” . Ted flushed with to awfully,” he said shyly, will let me.” During the ride to the had learned something of his situation. Dale nodded understandingly. “You just tell her that we've got to have you to make the party complete, and I'm sure she'll be nice.” “Of course she will,” chimed in Mr. Ham- ilton, who had removed his beard and shaggy wig, and proved to be a nice-looking chap of twenty-six or so. “I tell you what I'll do, old man. I'll hire a cutter and come out for you; then she can’t very well make a kick.” Knowing Mrs. Smeed’s disposition, Ted was far from feeling so confident. But he made no further objections, and, having learned the hour of dinner, he lost no time in starting home. It was dusk when he entered the Smeed yard, and, without stopping at the house, drove onto the barn. MHastily unharnessing the horse, he put him in a stall, measured out some feed, and was on his way to the cow barn, when Mr. Smeed suddenly appeared carrying a lantern. “ She wants you,” he said laconically, jerk- ing a thumb toward the house. Ted stared at him in surprise. “ Why, I thought you were sick in bed!” he exclaimed. “ All right now,” gruffly returned the man. “Took some medicine I had. You'd better step lively,”” he added significantly. Ted followed his’ suggestion without further words. He was in for the usual scolding, of course. 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comment or explanation. Mrs. Smeed and then continued venomously : from me, and any took breath, ‘You thought you'd keep it you might have with your sly, tricky ways. Well, I've had enough of them and you. My sister's oldest boy comin’ over to-morrow to work. You can pack up right after breakfast and go back to the Home or anywhere you have a mind to. I'm through you.” For a long moment sO Is else with Ted faced her, flushed, angry, fists clenched, a thousand bitter re- torts trembling on his lips. He never knew how he was able to restrain them, but after- ward he was glad he had kept silent. When he finally his voice was low but fairly steady. ‘If it’s all the he said curtly. ‘** Now!” The surprise, mingled An’ go around tellin’ on a winter night, I ‘You needn't worry.” The boy's tone was low and passionate. “I'm not likely to talk about you at all after what you've just said to me.” Without waiting for abruptly and hastily left he reached his room under spoke same to you, I'll go now,” him in ‘Huh! you out woman stared at with suspicion. folks I turned s’pose.”” turned When his facé her reply, he the kitchen. the eaves, Was rather white and his hands shook a lit- tle. But his lips were firmly set, and, as he took his few belongings from the drawers of the broken pine bureau, he resolutely choked back the annoying lump which per- sisted in rising in his throat. Ilalf an hour later, wearing his best suit and carrying a worn wicker suit case, he stepped into the kitchen again. In his hand were two bilis, which he laid before the astonished Mrs. Smeed. ‘That's what 1 got for the afternoon's work,” he said briefly. He reached the door, and, with one hand on the knob, hesitated un instant and then glanced back. ‘* Good bye.” he said in a low tone. The woman flushed, frowned, and moved her shoulders uneasily. “If you're set on goin’ to-night, you'd better have something to eat first,” she said slowly. “Til get supper in Rockville,” the boy nuswered, A moment later he was out in the luminous darkness the snowy road, the keen air nipping his face, and the silence broken only by crunch his footfalls through the crust. It was just well, perhaps, that the speedy arrival Hamilton gave Ted little chance for brooding over the situation. Ile told himself that he was glad this had hap pened, that he could not well be worse off than at the Smeeds, and that there would be no trouble getting another, better place. Nevetheless, he had been wounded to the quick by the woman's unjust accusations. And on Christmas Eve, of all times, to be suddenly forced to face the world with only a few dollars in one’s pocket, lacks every ele ment of cheerfulness, But with the appearance of the genial young actor, Ted resolutely thrust aside his troubles and determined to enjoy the evening to the utmost. And enjoy it he did, thanks to the efforts of the little company of actors, who really liked the boy, besides being grate- ful to him for having made a home Christ- las possible. The of of as of long table in a corner of the hotel dining-room was decorated with great bunches of red-berried holly, and at each place were queer little miniature figures of Santa Claus, red-coated and capped and liberally sprinkled With glistening artificial snow. The ladies had found these at one of the village where they had also bought largely of sundry ridiculous trifles, which, carefully wrapped in were handed around from time to time, adding greatly to the fun. There was, course, a turkey, rown and succulent, with cranberry sauce, eravy and several kinds of vegetables. There were nuts and raisins and oranges and deli cious mince pie and coffee; and Ted, who sat between Miss Dale and Mr. Hamilton, had literally never eaten such a meal. But even better than the food was the delightful at- mosphere of friendliness which wrapped him round like a garment. It rose above the light, airy merriment which swept arouud the table in gusts of harmless, mirth-provok- ing repartee, and was stronger, even, than the all-pervading sense of Christmas cheer and Christmas spirit. For the first time in his life Ted felt that he was amongst people who really cared, and, though he realized that he would probably never see them again, he knew that just as surely he would orget this evening as long as he lived, the time mental reaction was in Was only by the greatest Ted was able to conceal the wave that surged over him. But managed it, and with a smiling good-by and thanked them all truthfully said was the most wonderful time he had ever had. Ile had told no of his predicament, and the actors, with minds fixed now on packing for the early morning train, seemed take if for granted that he merely, meant to spend the night at the hotel and return to the farm next morning. stores, tissue, of large, break- propor- possible Inevitably when came for ing up, the tion, and it effort that of depression somehow he face he said for what he

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What's up?” Ile made no comment on the visible signs of distress in the boy's face, and for this Ted as profoundly grateful. ‘Why, I—lI've been with Mr. Weston and some of his pany,” he explained, and went on to briefly about his afternoon encounter. ‘Ha!” chuckled Mr. Keating, his twinkling. Getting into the movies, Nice people, though, ain't they? But how did Mrs. Smeed ever come to let you off?” Ted flushed. “ She—she didn't,” he said briefly. ‘Her nephew's coming there to work, and I—I've left.” The man’s eyes narrowed suddenly, his lips parted as if for impulsive speech, but closed again as swiftly. Knowing his cantankerous neighbor as he did, he probably something of the manner of Ted's ‘leaving,’ and thoughtfully refrained from comment, ‘Left for and for an hurt at his ‘Well! well! you? one stood little empty and, blinking, secluded corner, creeps into the with com- tell having supper and cuessed good, have instant Ted seeming you?” he chuckled, felt surprised and lack of sympathy. Haven't got a job yet, have Fine! tHlow would you like to come out and work for us?” Ted stared at him, searcely his senses. ‘For for you!” finally. ‘You mean—to live and— ‘Sure! chores you able to believe he stammered there, and— You'd did at quite so many of ‘em. a bit ailing this winter, push him. But the very nicely. low about it?” A lump came into Ted's throat dropped his eyes. “ I—Id rather than anywhere else I know of,” he in a low, unsteady tone. *But—but, Mr. Keating— I ought to tell you that Mrs. Smeed fired me! 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Ile lived in one of on Beacon Ilill just common, the kind with the lavender glass in the downstairs windows, and if the old man hadn't been so busy being an aristocrat, he'd have made a first rate radical, for was continually writing letters to the Transcript complaining about everything as it was. Uncle Ezra greeted me cordially enough, until he caught sight of my necktie which T'll admit was somewhat bewhiskered and more green than black. ‘My, boy, what an claimed, “Really, you must let me buy and he pulled some money the fam- old yellow brick from the houses across he awful tie!” he ex- you another,” out of his pocket. I KING proud, TI refused, ecuses about net having The first chance I got, I aeross te a faney haberdasher on Street, and picking out a handsome tie told the clerk to wrap it up. I paid more than a quarter for a tie, he calmly told me it was three almost fainted, but I felt I couldn't refuse to take it so I went to the the store and put it on. Do you Ted, when that rich silk tie was with my blue serge suit that had seen con siderable service as Sunday best, I felt about aus comfortable man in overalls wearing a plug hat. Ile who hesitates is sold. I hesitated, and the next thing I knew, a smart young sales man was selling me a new suit, then I noticed the shoes I was wearing were patched. Well, sir, before I finished I had a complete new outfit, and that store had $150 of my money. It didn’t worry me any until I was passing making some time to ex- buy a scooted Tremont dark blue had never and when dollars I very well back of know, contrasted new on as a BOYS’ LIFE ) “you need Scand tools on a hike or in camp—Marble’ s Equipment will be your greatest pride and the envy of all the fellows. Ask for Marble’s catalog of Safety Pocket and_Camp Axes, Knives, Gun Sightsand Cleaners, Com- passes, Fish Gaff, etc. Most stores have Marble’ s goods—order by mail if you can’t find what you want. 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two Arabs with rifles not twenty feet away I began to have some doubts about our passing them unseen, and my hand gripped my automatic firmly. Once a camel erowled low and a guard looked our way. I turned my hand on the ground ready to fire should he raise his rifle, but nothing hap- pened. Ile evidently could not distinguish us against the black shadow of the wall, and 1 crawled forward after my friend with bated breath. Faintly, I heard the low mumble of voices as we neared the building. Then in an angle of the wall and the house Min Warra stood up and I craw!ed on to his side. I observed that we were now hidden from the view of the two Arab guards, As I raised myself I saw that my companion was peering through a small window. I also looked into what appeared to be a large room lighted but dimly with clay wick lamps such aus are used by the fellaheen in their village homes. The room contained about fifteen men dressed in Arab garb seated upon the floor around the bulky form of a man clad in a dull green robe with his back to us. There were three lamps around a little prayer rug in the center of the group spread out before the green robed figure. I saw that all the men gazed intently at the central figure who was mumbling some kind of prayer, but I could not distinguish the words from his low guttural tones. The central figure turned = slightly. I caught a glimpse of his face. There was something certainly familiar in those alert, dark eyes and the clear-cut, aquiline nose, little blue-black beard and moustache— Yes, it was the Shiah priest from Persia! from Us. E paused in his low mumble and pointed a finger toward the little prayer rug and all the men bowed their heads in a sort of adoration. Then the Shiah priest took something from the folds of his robe. I per- ceived that the eyes of all were fastened upon him intently. He held a little horn in his hand, unfastened a brass cup at the end of it and emptied the vessel of some dark thick liquid on the prayer rug. There was something about that liquid that fascinated me and yet puzzled me for the moment, until I heard the man’s muttered words in Arabic — The first sacrifice to Allah" —and I realized to my utmost horror that it was blood. As he poured it forth it fell in the shape of some strange cryptic sign which I could not decipher. The dreadful scene held me spell- bound. At last my eyes shifted to Min Warra’s face. The dull light from the chamber re- flected a vivid expression of excitement, then slowly there came into his eyes that wistful look of understanding that I had seen so often before as he had gazed at weird and mysterious scenes, and I knew thereby that he understood the meaning of it all. “Come, we must get out,” he breathed in my ear as he again went down on all fours and began to crawl back to the opening in the wall. I followed with bated breath, my mind awed by the strange scene I had just witnessed. Ww" reached the outer buildings in safety and I breathed again more freely. As we hastened back to the outskirts of the town Min Warra began to relate some thing of the mystery of that room and those men. “It is the Jahad—Holy War! Major,” he said, ‘‘that is planned on a gigantic scale. If we are successful we shall prevent one of the most terrible of disasters since the first Mohammedan invasion centuries ago. It in- volves the destruction of the Suez Canal, the loss of Egypt, of North Africa to France, a barricade drawn between the East and the West, and God knows what else. The word goes forward tomorrow, the day has been appointed for a general Mohammedan upris- ing—the first day of the Fast of Ramadan the Mohammedan Lent. We must not fail.” Ile stopped talking as we approached our camels. After he had seated himself on the sand he continued : “We have a ticklish job before us, one slip will mean our lives. We must get the rugs and the disguised rug seller, murderer of Abdul Ilamid, and return to Bagdad.” There followed a long pause, then he launched forth into the plan which he de clared we were to tackle in about two hours: explaining that the Shiah priest and the rug seller would be left for the night with the two guards at the Menzul. Once again we made our way stealthily to- ward the guest-house. We walked on confi dently into the courtyard where the caravan rested, One of the guards came toward us. 5 Min Warra whispered in Arabic to the man that we were messengers from the west and The Prayer Rugs (Concluded from page 23 92 ~Auurrunrnanenaesecaeneat wished to be admitted to the guest chamber. The man hesitated a moment then motioned to the other guard. I knew that my chance had come; that the approaching guard was the one I had been instructed to take care of. By a subterfuge of an endeavor to whisper in his ear my left hand went swiftly to his mouth to stifle any cry, as my right, which held my automatic, came down smartly upon his head. He slumped to the ground without a sound. I soon had him gagged and bound. I turned to see that Min Warra had also se- cured his man. “We must take the bells from the camels,” breathed the boy, “but don’t cause them to growl if you can help it and be ready for any emergency.”

HEN we moved toward the building. We entered a sort of portico, then on into the black darkness of what appeared to be a passage. My right hand felt along the wall while my left touched Min Warra now and then. He stopped suddenly and I came up ciose to him. He held me back. I could hear his soft staccato breathing. <A_ thrill passed through me—the thrill of combat. My eyes searched the darkness beyond and I saw that the door of the room was open about an inch. I heard a voice within. How long we stood expectantly at the door I do not know, to me it seemed ages as I fingered my automatic gingerly. Then I felt my friend’s hand touch me and his voice whis pered in my ear: “One of them will be out in a minute, it is uear the hour of midnight, and I judge they will change guard then. Remember, press your gun.against his side and I'll do the talking.” The next few moments were tense with excitement. At last Min Warra = again touched me and pressed me against the wall as the door of the room opened half way and by the sudden dim light from within I per ceived the form of the rug seller—the mur- derer of Abdul Hamid. A sudden desire came to me to shoot, but instead I held my breath and waited. He paused an instant then came en. I leaned up close to the wall, my heart thumping in my mouth. When he came op- posite me I pressed the gun at his side. He started back with a jerk, but continued as I heard Min Warra’s advice to him to keep going and not utter a sound, Out into the courtyard we moved all three in line, Swiftly Min Warra bound and gagged the man and we both tied him across the back of a camel. Then I brought the animal to its feet. It arose without a sound as did the others that carried the prayer rugs. I knew that there was no time to be lost as we hurried out of the courtyard. Luck was cer tainly our friend, for we reached’ the outskirts of the town without arousing the inhabitants. We picked up our own camels and started back for Bagdad at the gallop. As we went forward Min Warra called to me and there was a note of triumph in his voice, ‘I told the guards we left bound that the Shiah priest was the instigator of the murder of Abdul Hamid, a devout Sunnite, for a price. They are of the same sect and Bagdad Arabs. They will not wait to ask any questions, he will never see Persia again. In the ceremony of the spilled blood the watchers were ‘friends of Abdul Hamid, but, of course, did not know it was his, their minds were on the word Jahad indicated by the symbol the evil one wrote on the rug— a devilish scheme for he lied to them, the whole thing was a_ gigantic plot of our enemies.”” Just then in the distance behind us we heard cries, followed by a fierce roar of many voices. We drove the beasts forward into a mad gallop for fear of pursuit, until at last the dread sounds died away altogether. The next day soon after the noon hour we entered Bagdad, took the prayer rugs to the citadel and placed our prisoner behind iron bars. “These prayer rugs.” began Min Warra, after our report had been placed before the Governor, who was) standing by my side vazing down at one that had been spread on the floor by Min Warra. “were to be sent throughout the country, one to each tribe under the Mohammedan sway. , It is one of the arts of Persia, Major,” he continued, turning to me, ‘‘and IT happen to have been fortunate enough to study that art. ‘The designs on the prayer rugs that come from that country represent the words of a prayer. but the design on these rugs give the time and instructions for the uprising of the Mo- hammedan world against the white man, tell- ing also of the unity of the Shiah Moslems with the Sunnites, which I doubt will ever be a fact when our report is sent in to the new Arabian Government who are now lovers of peace and our Allies.”

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ne BOYS’ LIFE The E | oO Newest Stories for Boys By Popular Authors 1m —_ ae | THE GATEWAY -s ; 4 TO ADVENTURE “ON THE EDGE OF THE WILDERNESS * “THE BOYS’ LIFE OF LAFAYETTE ” =. P 4 a : ith ky now Baldy was in sight of the nest, rill French regard Latayette’s Americay ones though he was three miles away and almost career as only an episode in his life ; whik abou i thousand feet up. He looked down for his Americans are apt to forget that he had a jng. babies, for his mate—and saw only one still career in France. He lived in three distine arat body lying in the rough thimble of sticks. periods of history, so different that — th othe Dropping down lower as he sped on, his keen might have been centuries apart. Ile say per eye saw the faintest, almost imperceptible Medieval Europe: the sto period — of oa smoke wraith drifting up from the hemlock change, and something very like the modery cA) ind Ile had never seen anything like that world we know to-day. Peasants kuelt in the before, except from men, or about the houses dust before the nobles, after he was a grown You of men, Suspiciously he circled, dropping man: yet in his old : railroads and repul bool lower and lower, and suddenly calling to his licanism were established facets “To have BL mate in shrill cac-cacs. There was no answer. made for oneself a role in one or another of AM No answer from her, no answer from the nest, these periods suffices for a careers’ says hiv NA The single form within it lay still, Baldy French biographer Donoil: * t few have knew it was dead. Ilis piercing eye kept had a career in all.” He! watch where he had glimpsed that smoke, Lafayette played an important part in all = and he saw a hand part the boughs a little three. Not only that: it was his strange and push up something that gleamed. In- sood fortune to hold familiar converse with Th stinctively he shet up a few feet, as the two of the greatest figures in history the tw D 2) gleaming thing spit and roared, and he heard two very greatest of his own age—Washing BL oes a ei | 1e] | | er: the bullet twing past his ear. Another great ton and Napoleon. That he seems even meas : downward shove with his wings, and he urably great in such company shows his tru J . ‘ sprang higher still, wheeling and crying in stature, Washington was his friend, who , If dad will just think back to his boyhood days—if he'll just anger and perplexity. Gradually he sank to- loved thim Tike a son, Napoleon appears to LW b h ‘ h ward the nest again, but again came the spit have been one of the very few men Lafayette ol remember how much he wanted a bicycle—and how muc and roar from the hemlock, and again the could) never quite bring himself to trust, ’ twing of something past him, this time clip- though Napoleon rendered him an = immense GI fun he had when he actually got one he wont let you be ping a feather from his tail. Ie shot up vio- service and did everything in his great power Li disappointed again this Christmas. lently, and swung his circles far aloft, widen- to win his support. . . . F ing them slowly till the loop carried him a Napoleon’s estimate of him was short and ° ° |} mile or two away, and then, as he banked and severe. “ Lafayette was another of the fools: Good, healthy fun- —quick, convenient, econom- } swung back, he saw distinctly three men in he was not cut out for the great role he ical trips to school or work—wholesome, boyish the open, watching him, and one of them — wanted to play.” When some one ventured to os 9 Ls po h b holding his dead mate by the feet! They remind the ex-Emperor of Lafayette’s spirited - companionsnips — no boy wants to be the oy thought he was too far away to see them! refusal to give him up on the demand of the om without a bike.” As he came wheeling back, high aloft, ‘they allied powers, Napoleon answered dryly that jumped under the hemlock again, but he did he was not attacking Lafayette’s sentiments re ’ not sink, Instead he passed on, still crying or his good intentions, but was merely com 1 gq Vv rite today for your dealer sname and copy of shrilly, and faded to a speck against the plaining of the mess he made of things. La Ahr F se handsome new 192] Dayton catalog No. 42 showing 8 afternoon sky The hunters gave him up. fayette’s estimate of the former Emperor was —," models for men, women, boys and girls. and started homeward, carrying their two even more severe. — He thought Napoleon's reputation kills which had fallen, but leaving the baby really glorious title had been * Soldier of the : |} up in the nest. . . Revolution,” and that the crown was for him That night he perched, his head on his | ® degradation.” = American’ history would @ breast, in a tree close by. In the morning he have been the loser if either of these men had rose and called his mate, as if his cries might mot lived. Lafayette helped Wink ts our coun bring her, but no mate came, and no shrieks try. By selling us Louisiana, Napoleon al for food came from the great mass of sticks moet doubled its extent. Napoleon's heart e " in the hemlock, Baldy circled slowly, inde- ree he — ed a? gy Pheig c a . ~ 3 " ~ z ormine » > — ate . ’ " on seldom lec zafayette far astray. The two | Cycle Division. THE DAVIS SEWING MACHINE CO... Dayton. Ohio een, Oe Set Ee a, Oe eee OE con he cemtnanied, bat uot semgnied. Thine 4 Os) Ss " ane ck anc ail, en, ~ 4 : Se . 5 y i ba } as if some impulse had suddenly come, he is food for thought in the fact th We a siatue ‘ | spiraled up and up till the cloud around the of Lafayette, modeled by an American: sculp peak of Greylock was but a white mat on the tor and given by five million American school O7 = : “ . children to France, sl Id have e precte g f floor of the world, and far off to the east, like > t rance, should have been erected SAVE 25 oO to 60 40 > spp in the Louvre on the spot onee set agart for electrical, rope, sir- a silver wire was the flash of a great river ” on slightly used F fa gre: " : ; ‘ 4 ‘ plane, piano, pipe, | [Te pointed into the east, and sailed to meet a statue of the French emperor “f GRAF .EX-ESRAES - organ. flat, hoons ora orale From “The Boys’ Life of Lafayette.” by — = , yay X --- for bale-ties, tac k x4 mm . z 5 Helen Nicolay, published by Has per & Bros, qual to new. Save ai | naiis, barbed-wire- Then Baldy saw the shining floor of the sea, Free Bargain Book and Catalog concrete _re-inforce+ blue and far away—a great pond lying to the “PAUL AND THE PRINTING PRESS” listing hundreds of money-saving bar- ment, springs, net 3 , oo acaeal a: in ae -_ ee: gains’ in slightly used and new cam- | ting, wire fences, steel posts, trolley-road wires and rai rim of the world. It dre w him down the air — J you've got to get a name, you © _eras_and supplies. All goods sold om | bonds, wire wheels, auto-towing cables, horse-shoes lanes with steady beat of wings, and in a know.” Melville declared. © You can't fied. a4 -— oe To Pp. --4 Le ts ee, Illustrated Books Describing Uses, FREE patch of woods by the great pond margin he expect to boom something se haz that it . Baackes, V.P.&G.S.A came to rest, and thought of fish. isn’t called anything at all Don't von want been in the photographic business over 16 years. Write i 7 now, CENTRAL CAMERA CO. DEPT.1SC. American Steel & Wire Co. CHICAGO to take our class paper won't draw the crowd The fishing by the sea was good—better 1 . Wabash Avenue Chicago | Tove o Re r ; — sdiinaiineteaias a ES ah — than he had ever known before. He wandere:l You've got to start with a slogan—something down the coast till he reached a land of salt spectacular and thrilling. Ban the Nut cracker! Subseribe to the Fire Kater! Ware BOYS LIFE STATEMENT TO POST OFFICE water ponds making in behind the yellow sand bars, and behind them a region of thick a copy of the Jabberwock! Yor goodness sake, Statement of the ownership, management. circulation, etc., as required by the Act of Conz of August 24, . . Pp ‘ ehri , i s ‘thing ' St nt it} 1912, of BOYS’ LIFE, the Boy Scouts’ Magazine, published monthly at New York, N.Y... for Oct. 1 swamps, with fresh water ponds in their risten it some thing start gota: 1920. State of New York, County of New York. Before me, « notary public, in and for the state and depths, and tangles of scrub oak and pine punch or you'll never get anywhere. Why not —— abarensh, gorsenety epgested 1 veeuie _ el ee - + duly ones according ws law where no roads led, no clearings told of hated eall it The , Vareh Hare? That's wild and deposes and says tha e is the business anager 0 Ss’ L the Boy Scouts agazine, and that 7 ‘ Ee ’ % n crazy enough i : vl \ The rol an the following is, to the best of his knowledge and belief, a true statement of the ownership, manage men, And here Baldy came to rest once more ; ~ oO 2 to 20 ods T ven = ‘ ment, ete., of the aforesaid publication for the date shown in the above caption, required by the Act of and called a certain pitch pine home publish any old trash in it ee oe. Coe August 24th, 1912, embodied in section 443, Postal Laws and Regulations, printed on the reverse side . ci rhey’ve brought it on themse ~s if thes of this form, to wit 1. That the names and addresses of the publisher, editor, managing editor and But he took no other mate There were stand for such a title.” business managers are: Publisher, Boy Scouts of America Ine 2) Fifth Ave., New York City: Editors other eagles—a few—in thove swamps and r i i F ] . tsned - . - i : cork City as i Swi ‘ aul clapped a hand on his friend’s shou F. K. Mathiews, Daniel C. Beard, W. A. Perry, Irving Crump, FE. O'Connor, 200 Fifth Avenue, New along that shore, But his mate was dead, and ler, y York City; Managing Editor, None Business Manager, Frederie 1,.. Colver, 200 Fifth Avenue, Nev ? . der, York City ° he wanted no other. Age was upon him now, “The Mareh Hare!” he repeated with en 2. That the owners are The Boy Scouts of America, incorporated February Sth, 1910, under the law age and loneliness, Ife had done his best to thusiasm. ‘* You’ve hit it. C: The Mareh of the District of Columbia, governing “Institutions of Learning.” Federal charter granted by Congr« fulfill his function and raise new eagl to Tiare itis! We'll begin getting subscriptions June 15, 1916. There are no individual stockholders. The present officers are Honorary President soar above the land which called him its na to-morrow ” Se a ay Hon. Woodrow Wilson, Washington, D. C.; Honorary Vice-President, Hon. William .H Taft, New Haven tional bird: but thi ‘ lr 1 ld " ? Conn.; Honorary Vice-President, Daniel Carter Beard, Flushing. N. Y.: Honorary Vice-President, William — o s OU us Same land would not From “Paul and the Printing Press’ bu G. MeAdoo New York, N. Y.: President, Colin H. Livingstone, Washington, D. C.: Vice-President permit it He had fought his fight—and lost. Sara Ware Bassett, published dy Little, B. L. Dulaney, Bristol, Tenn.: Vic ident, Milton A. McRae, Detroit, Mich.: Vice-President, Mortimer So, like King Philip of old, he made his last Brown & Co L. Schiff. New York, N. Y Vice-I ent, Arthur Letts, Los Angeles, Calif.: National Seout Commission- stand in King VPhilip’s swamps. or soared. ; , ‘ “ om pr °? er, Daniel Carter Beard, Flusl Y.: Treasurer, George ID. Pratt, New York City: Chief Scout 4 a SaeeEe, eg LOST RIVER Executive, James E. West, New York City proud and solitary figure, over the murmuring UST as the stars began to ¢ ional of , : ; . ; ‘ i wi to p sign: 3. That the known bondholders, mortgagees, and other security holders owning or holding 1 per cent shore of the acer, looking with those pierce © approaching dawn. Tim awoke to a realiza or more of total amount of bonds, mortgag or other securities are: None. 4. That the two paragraphs ing eyes : for a dead fish It was so little he tion of how cold and cramped he had beconx next above, giving the names of the owners, stockholders and security holders, if any. contain not only asked of the land, after all. He was as What had he bee Ire: eg ll er eens l the list of stockholders and security holders as they appear upon the books of the company but also harmless as he was mavnificent as harmless ‘ ; . ey Nt oe . =e “¢ in cases where the stockholder or security holder appears upon the books of the company as trustee ‘ : . Y a es E ; to remember. Something connected with the or in any other fiduciary relation, the name of the person or corporation for whom such trustee is acting, get wren. et no wren but can rear its circus at Bangor, and just as he was peering is given; also that the said two paragraphs contain statements embracing affiant’s full knowledge and brood in houses built for it by men, while he, into the panther’s cage, that animal had belief as to the circumstances and conditions under which stockholders and security holders who do not without : ate at f his gre; inenes fi 7 —? es : , “3 and | ’ 10ut a mate, must fold his great wings in leaped trnight throuel he bar : ] appear upon the books of the company as trustees, hold stock and securities in a capacity other than that the deepest swamps Such te the fate “nes teap stragp rough — the ars at hin. of a bona fide owner: and this afliant has no reason to believe that any other person, association, or corpora- Be g® I amps. such is tnt fate to-day Then he rubbed his eyes and stared. There at tion has any interest direct or indirect in the said stock, bonds, or other securities than as so stated by of him who clutched Jove’s thunderbolts. his feet lay a bone—a great white skull, as him rederic L.. Colver, Business Manager. Sworn to and subscribed before me this 6th day of Oct., eg “ ’ ‘. 7; ‘ ” — . ; ” PRA j A 1920 George TD. Weeks, Notary Public, Kings County, N. Y., No. 94, with certificate filed in New From Un P the Bdge of the W ilderness.’ large as a dee ” picked clean as savy » teeth York County, No. 214: New York Register, No. 2180. My commission expires March 30, 1922 Seal by Welter Pritchard Eaton, published by W. could scrape it. At almost the same instant 1. Wilde & Co, (Continued on page 74.) XUM

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The Spirit of the Wilderness (Concluded from page But he plodded on, grim now that darkness was falling, allowing himself to think only that what was making his shoulders ache would make Roddy shout with joy on Christ- mas morning. T cold hours became vaguer The cold was frightful. black. HOSE next long, und more vague, The wilderness was savage. It was Times without number he lost .the road only to find it again with increasing difficulty. The only light he could see was the illumin- ated face of his compass when he slid it from mitten. Twice he to fear the knew, if he his ventured to rest. Then he began cold and his desire to sleep. Le fell asleep, there would be no Christmas in the cook shack. Nor would there ever be another for him. He realized now he was fighting for his own life as well as to bring Christmas to the North Fork. Back at Number 4 Red Barker tossed un- easily in his bunk. At last he got up. A gray streak broke the storm in the east. anxiety overflowed. “ Hi!’ he called. “What's the matter?” ‘Whatcher want?” ‘That boy ain't back.” “Course he ain't,” agreed ‘He's stayed at the Falls. enough to risk this storm.” ‘He's tried it, anyway,” Red. Judson not fool announced Peevey He's

asserted Red. “I Ilis , 11) shoulders and lifted the pack to his own back. *‘Wanter go sleep.”’ groaned Oscar. “Not yet, you don’t,” gulped the lumber hoss. ‘‘I don't see how he ever lasted this far, Dan.” “Me neither. Ie's half froze. Keep him movin’. * Peevey, catch hold of that side o' him. Keep him movin’, now.” IIalf dragging, half carrying him, they started back. It was even worse than that last long, painful hour. Oscar could barely move his feet now and, when he did, they hurt savagely. “Is it Chris’mas yet?” he murmured. *‘Is—is Roddy awake?” “You come along,” commanded Red, his rough voice strangely gentle. ‘We're most there now.” Barker carried him the last hundred yards to the cook house. ‘Go quiet,” begged the hoy. Santy don’t make a noise. I'm Santy.” ‘Right you are,” agreed old Dan. “” Easy there, Peevey!’ It was Mrs. Hinkley who went down on her knees to cut the moccasins from the frost-bitten feet. ‘Ido I hurt you, Oscar?” she asked. “No, ma’am. Is Roddy awake?” ‘No. Drink this.” The boy struggled to his feet. ‘“ Not yet. Gimme my pack. Look, there’s his stocking.” Ile tried to laugh as he staggered to where know him.” the little empty stocking hung on a nail by ‘Hees leetle reindeer ll bring heem back,” the chimney. They held him while white sneered La Chance. ‘ Merrie Noel!” fingers fumblingly tried to stuff the gifts into “Shut up!” snapped Barker “ Who's it. His head swayed. The stocking seemed game to go hunt the kid?” to swing in the wind. But he would not let ‘Ah, forget it!’ advised Davis. ‘Go to them help him, nor did any have the heart sleep.” to offer to but once. ‘TH go.” It was old Danforth who rolled Then, as he stumbled back, a joyous crow out of his bunk. came from the corner, A little flanneled fig- “Soll ft. Peevey Judson hit the floor with ure leaped from the bunk and Roddy stood nu thud. hefore them, his big eyes round with disbeliet “Come on.” A flurry of snow swirled in at what he saw. “Oh, look, Oscar!” he as Barker opened the door. cried; “look at my stockie. I knew " there Down the tote road they saw a white figure was a Santy all the time.” ‘ <tagger, fall, try to rise again. Soon Dan ‘Sure! agreed the boy. forth had his strong arms about the boy. “Sure!” echoed Red Barker. ‘Always turker slid the tamp lines from the limp where there's your sort of man, Oscar.” li °o y= Tine Piomeer Tree (Concluded from page oO) shall be laid low—rest not here, thou art family Christmas tree—(and what a happy proscribed by the terrible Herod. We dare time it is)—to celebrate the birthday of the not shelter yvou—go on; hide not here. golden rule and kind deeds done for others, *And so the ash, the elm and the thorn! Eats! Presents! After that enormous meal All murmured ‘Ifide not here.’ of turkey, cranberry sauce and pudding, we ‘fligher up on the hills, near the snowline, are all gathered around the Christmas Tree— (you must know that in legends tress talk and if you never felt good in your life before, and snow falls on the very pyramids) they you do feel good now. came, quite exhausted, into a deep forest of Ablaze with candles, jewels of all the rain- pines, hemlocks and firs—growing together as bow colors and glittering with the priceless one great family. Beneath their covering diamond dust, ingots of gold, chains of silver branches dark twilight reigned, and in its and platinum—(90 cents the box, by the way, deep recesses were soft, inviting beds of but please don’t think of that)-—the beloved needles—a _ veritable haven for the weary. tree of our most cherished festival, Christmas, ‘Shelter, great trees, shelter for the Light of unites us once again. Good cheer! Happy the World’ begged Mary. night ! “And the pines murmured ‘Come hide ye Whatever our great festival has been in here, come hide ye here ’—and down fell the the past, little by little its true significance fresh smelling pine needles for a soft bed, has come to be universally understood. — It and the great branches spread out over them is good turn night! And as one cannot learn and hid them. the habit of thinking of and doing kindly ‘Through the aspens, the birches, beeches for others too young, Christmas, following and oaks roamed the savage men sent of the customs of most other countries, by the Herod—seeking the little Jesus. But they Way, is becoming more and more the chil- found him not. Into the pines they came at dren’s festival. It is for boys and girls— last, but it was so dark and the boughs sv grown-ups hold back please—give the children shielded Mary and the Child that Herod's a chance! Concentrate on the little ones. men stopped baffled and turned back saying, Remember that on the first Christmas, the ‘He is not here.’ And the little Family was first BIRTIIDAY, He whose day it is was saved! only a year old. ‘Ever since then, all the pines and spruces Well, the grown scouts give the feast. The and hemlocks, are forever and ever evergreen, young scouts and their pals enjoy it to the And the aspens, the birches, the beeches and full. This is as it should be. the oaks dropped their leaves in shame, and Anyhow, wherever there are scouts and have, each year, to this day.” grown scouts tonight, we are sure to find The evergreen! No more a symbol of the them gathered around our holy tree, the pine. dark past—but now a token of the bright It may be only a sprig of pine—or it may be future. That's all. an immense tree, towering high, ablaze with O Christmas has given new life to the pines. WO But for a little divergence in astronomical data. as to the exact day of the Winter sol stice of Julius Caesar and the old Pope Greg ory, Christmas and the longest night-in-the- year festival would have always been cele brated together! We know that Christ was born in the morning after the longest of nights. Long nights, to speak poetically, long, long nights of darkness, misery, and pain for blind and struggling humanity. Then Christ is born and with Him come new thoughts—a new era, still in the crucible of time. Tonight we have come home to the little humble or is our but no matter how —the fact remains it electric lights how magnificent holy tree. The evergreen year of good turns, read the legend with the Golden must be guided or miserably fail. Now, this very Christmas, 1920, when you the tree, remember the legend, and resolve, like the old pine, to be a good Half shut one eye, and say to yourself, where I start fresh to be a real scout.” and in token of which, wear a little sprig of ever- green all day. of a new we are to associated mankind is the promise for it is, if aright, forever tule, by which see scout. 59

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speaking to him now is James Monroe of Virginia. They're the two smartest young officers in the army. Neither of ‘em more'n boys; Hamilton's nineteen, Monroe eighteen ; but *twould be a long search to find a man twice as old who'd be half the equal of either. I venture they'll both be big men in the world some day.” HE Captain had turned from the Lieuten ant to speak to a group of villagers. “Just listen to him,’ whispered the old man. “He's a wonderful talker, the little Captain.” Then Tobe heard words that thrilled him, that made him realize for the first time the great crisis that was impending. “The fate of a nation hangs in the balance this night,” the Captain was saying. “ The Revolution is at bay The Colonies are dis Trenton our away. If we fail to capture will melt heartened, If cause dies, our armies we succeed, if we lay hands on the rich stores of supplies of which we are so sadly in need, the news will rouse the country to our support, The hour of destiny is striking.” Tobe’s thoughts were tumbling over one an- other in confusion. In a pocket of his coat his fingers were fumbling the letter to Lieu tenant Wiederhold. That confounded mes- sage to Wiederhold! Was he going to carry a warning to those hireling soldiers of King George. who had brought such a tragic Christ mas to Ephraim Harway’s home? Down on the river bank villagers and furmers were helping the tired soldiers to get the horses and cannon ashore from the boats Ilere was a chance for Tobe to play a part in helping the cause of Liberty when every moment gained might save it from dis aster. He thought of poor Ephraim Harway, lving unconscious on the cold floor, of his weeping wife, and of little Samantha, who mourned the loss of her Christmas doll. “Drat the letter!” he cried. “ By heck, I'll take my own time in getting to Trenton this night!” He ran down to the crowd at the river, and soon he no longer felt the cold in the hard work of pulling up the cannon. He worked until his hands were blistered and his muscles ached, in fact until the night was almost over, It was four o'clock in the morning when the last boat was and Tobe, ex- hausted, went up the slope to watch the army form for the march. across, heavily, men. NOW and sleet began to fall e sweeping against the faces of the that had not formed in line of march crept closer to the crackling fires for a last chance of warming themselves. The storm was steadily increasing. The darkness, with its priceless advantages, was slipping away, and officers were bustling about trying to hasten the preparations. Those ‘We'll give the Hushing no surprise this night,’ declared a grizzled veteran gloomily. make "Twill be broad daylight before we Trenton, and they'll be up and ready for us. ‘They'd be up and ready anyhow,” mused Tobe, “if it hadn’t been for what I found at Ephraim Harway’s house.” Men were shaking their heads hopelessly as they realized there was no longer a chance of delivering an attack under cover of dark- Close by Tobe saw a grave, dark haired, weather-tanned man sitting rigid and silent as a statue on a fine chestnut-sorrel horse surrounded by a group of officers. The flickering light of the fires showed anxiety and despondency on the faces of all. The grizzled veteran pointed to the silent man on the chestnut-sorrel. ‘* General Wash- ington,” he said under his breath. And Tobe’s mouth gaped wide open as he stared at the American commander. V 7HEN at last the march had begun the snow had turned to hail, drenching to the skin the unfortunate soldiers who had no and the wind howled as fiercely as ever but, in spite of the dreadful weather, scores of men and boys from the village and the farms set off with the army, determined to go with it all the way to Trenton. They might be of some help, they argued, and some of them could go ahead and show the way. Some had guns of their own, and would fight ness, coats, if they were needed, Almost at Tobe’s feet a soldier fell ex- hausted. Tobe picked up the man’s gun and trudged along with the column. ‘I'm good with a gun,” he told the men beside him. “Gimme a chance.” “Come on, lad,” they called to him. “ We'll need every man we can get who can shoot.” Tobe swelled with pride. He, too, could now strike a blow for liberty. For the mo- ment he forgot the letter to Wiederhold. The heavy darkness began to lift, and be- fore long the white steeples of Trenton ap- peared in the gray dawn through the mist and sleet. Boom! Boom! Boom! “That’s old Knox’s artillery,” came a cry. The Ragged Rabble (Concluded from page 7.)

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A cheer rang out, and was taken up all along the column. Urged on by their officers, the men broke into a run. . They were fairly within -the town they came to a fhalt. In every street stricken Hessians were pouring from the houses and hastily forming for action, but the roadways were fast being cleared by Colo. nel Knox’s round-shot, and the enemy seeking shelter wherever it could be From and windows and from behing stone walls and wood-piles their muskets blazed, and a shower of lead greeted the aq vancing Americans. <A _ bullet whizzed before Panic were found, doors close to Tobe’s head. He jumped aside and stood trembling, but the old veterans around him laughed at him. HOOT, lad! Shoot!” w crying beside him; scattered wits together and brought his mus- ket into action. His shaking nerves became steadier. The spirit of the soldiers was get ting into his veins; and he fired again and again into a mass of Hessians who were mak ing a stand a stone’s throw in front of them he heard some one and he pulled his It seemed simple enough now—far easier than shooting birds or rabbits; and he no longer ing by. Suddenly the Hessians broke and scattered “Give ’em the bayonet! Give ’em the bay onet!” came the cry; and the Americans sweeping Tobe along with them, rushed for ward. jumped when a musket ball came sing But there was no need of bayonets. In all directions the Hessians, dazed and frightened were laying down their arms. They had slept too late that morning after their Christ mas festivities, and the suddenness and un expectedness of the attack had overwhelmed them. A few moments later a out from an apple orchard, prisoners were under guard, solitary shot rang where a group of and a man in the showy uniform of a Hessian officer came rit ning out from under the trees, “Stop him!” eried a guard, catching sight of Tobe close by. Tobe set off in pursuit of the fugitive. The chase ied into a deserted lane, where the run away slipped on the_ sleet-covered cobble stones, and fell heavily. So close at his heels was Tobe that he tripped over the fallen man, and came down sprawling on top of him. “Ach! Himmel!” c.ied the Hessian, as they both struggled to their feet. “I am sefe! It is der son of mein goot friend, Herr Tucker.’ The man was Lieutenant Wiederhold. Wild rage took hold of Tobe as he recognized the officer. His thoughts flew back to the scene at Ephraim Harway’s house. *You—you thief! You murderer!” he cried, The lieutenant stared in blank astonish ment. “Vat! You say dot, der son of such a2 goot friend of King George?” “ You’re my prisoner!” roared Tobe. W IEDERHOLD turned to make anot)!et dash for liberty, but he was too late Tobe sprang at him in fury, and bore him down. The Hessian struggled frantically. then gave a howl of pain as Tobe’s big fist was driven with a smashing blow into his face. “That's for what you did at Ephraim Tar way’s house!” Tobe cried, and he struct again and again, until Wiederhold, battered and bleeding, shouted for mercy. “Get up!” ordered Tobe, Slowly and painfully the officer rose to his feet. There was no more fight left in him, and he walked meekly along by his captor’s side. As they turned out of the lane a gray haired man on horseback came riding toward them, his saddle-bags flopping noisily. It was Dr. Jonas Parker. Like almost every- body else for miles around, he had not been able to resist the temptation to come to see the humiliation of the proud Hessian army. “Good for you, lad!” he eried. “ This should be a great day for us all—a day that will live in history. And it means that all the poor folk that have been robbed by these Hessians will get their property back. There will be no more cold hearths and starving families. I’ve just come from Ephraim Har- way, and you were wrong about his dying He'll be as sound a man as ever before long.” Wild sounds came from all around them the beating of drums and the cheering of crowds—and the old doctor, eager to share in the excitement, dug his heels into his horse’s ribs and galloped off. “Come on, you!” growled Tobe, with 4 tug at his prisoner’s arm. ‘“ And—by heck! I clean forgot! Here’s a letter for you. I'd have got here with it last night if I hadn't stopped at Ephraim Harway’s house on my way to find you.”

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IFE long the fore Anic the but ‘olo- vere and, lind kets ad lose oot him one his us me nd ll ance RRNA Se 7 UM Boy Scouts’ Magazine The On a Christmas Gift Hike (Concluded from page 28) E games that you can draw the whole family into,’ said the scoutmaster. “ Here is one.” He drew from his pack an oval board and hung it on a nail be had driven in a big tree. * Gee, **How do you play it? *That’s some deer!” ‘I know how to play it but I’ve never seen one as pretty as that!” The oval board, hung by a isn’t that a beauty!” screw eye, Was painted with the head and antlers of a ten- prong buck and from each prong stood out a right-angled screw hook. Mr. Thompson handed ten Mason-jar rubber rings to a scout and told him to see how good a score he could make from ten feet away. Each “ point” was numbered from one to five. The total of the two antlers was therefore, thirty. But when the player put oye ring on each point Otherwise ringing the he earned a “strike,” or fifty. there would be a premium upon two fives as often as possible. who wished There were volunteers enough to try the game. After a turn or two a wait- ing line was formed; waiting, but happy as kids in the bleachers, and partisan for the players in their own patrols. “ Well boys, there’s the idea. It needn't be a white-tail buck, it needn't be oval. It ean be the end of a soap box instead of a bread board. All it needs is ten hooks and ten rub- ber rings, and whatever decoration your genius suggests. That's a good one to let dad in on. He'll share the hardware bill and help twist the hooks. You'll have a good time together. “ Here’s one more. hbean-bag board witha a better way of scoring. so I made this tracing.” As he spoke he spread out a sheet of wrap- ping paper and got four boys to hold it at the It’s the old-as-the-hills twist to it and I couldn't bring it, scout correct angle from the ground. HERE was a four-inch hole in each corner. There were two five-inch holes, one an inch above the other, in the center. Crouched near each hole was painted a wild animal, alert and ready to disappear. ‘Now this board is 26 by 20 inches with the pieces running up and down. It is raised on a 15-inch easel back. The edges of the holes are rounded to favor the player. There each six inches square and con- beans ” or whatever On those you will carpenter are six bags, taining a teacupful of ** is cheaper and available. and when the enlist mother’s help, work is done I will help with the painting. The corner holes count two each and the cen- ter holes one each. But a sack in each of five different holes counts a ‘spare’ or 15. And a sack in each of the six holes counts a strike, or 20. For instance, a player gets the fox and calls ‘ Fox 2.’ Then the upper right, and adds * Beaver 4,’ then he chucks a clean hit at the lower left and calls *‘ Woodchuck 6,’ In this way he keeps track not only of the total, but of what holes he has made towards a spare or a strike. His next shot may go a little off the intended line and yet slip into the lower center hole, ‘ Prairie dog 7.’ Again he will try for the lower right and shoot a bit above the hole. The bag will start to slide slowly down—as if it were on an otter’s slide! ‘Otter 15! for that makes five dif- ferent holes. He still needs the upper center, HALT I i ST es the lively little chipmunk’s home, Ordinarily the ‘monk’ is worth one point. But now, possessing the sixth hole, he rates a possible 5 because six holes make a_ strike, or 20 points. Koll up your sleeves, aim well, swing your arm a couple of times and toss for the monk, Well, boys, you won't get him. You may get another fox, which won't count at all, as you already have more than 5 twos plus 1 one. Or you may hang hopelessly on the bridge between the monk and the doggie, with both of them laughing at you. ‘In either case you can try next you play ten frames as in bowling, possible 200 as the highest score.” * Oh boy! I wish that was a real board. I'd make you fellows go some!” chimed a little Pewee as the group contemplated the paper plan. ‘Its most a live in hollow * Whvoo-who, whoooo!” went “Great stuff! That would make a dandy board. You pick the birds and collect pic- tures of them and—I will help you arrange them and draw them, for that’s quite a job.” time, for with a those aren't birds, that said an Owl. whooo-who, pity trees,” who-who, the owls. who- HE stars shone clearly with a Bethlehem brightness as a man and thirty boys of Troop 2 trudged homeward. If their sil- houettes seemed to carry bundles of fagots they were fagots to light anew the fires of friendship at Yuletide with Boy Scout gifts. There had been songs, but each was busy with his own planning so the singing had fallen away, and the trudge and the stars and the silence moved on companionably. It had been this way for more than a mile when Tommy stepped out of line and waited for the Scoutmaster. ‘Here’s where we got those knife sticks isn’t it, sir?” he asked. “Yes, Tommy. It isn’t Belleau Wood or the Armistice wood, but I slipped away this after- noon and had a long visit with an old, old man at the last farm we just came past.” * Did you find out who Smith was? Course a Smith wouldn't be anything. There's too many of us Smiths.” Well, I knew this Most of these very old roads have a history. They don’t just divide the land into city lots or farms. They go! This road was once an Indian trail. Down that old trail a party much, to start with. of Jesuits came when the Great Lake coun- try was new, portaging from the river to the inland chain of lakes. There has always been a spring in this woods and my old friend says it is the only spring on this seven mile trail. Almost certainly Indians have camped by this spring in what you call Smith’s wood. Almost certainly the Christmas story was the first story told by white man on this trail.” Tommy gave a long soft whistle and stopped to stare into the deep darkness of the woods. The troop went on. Tommy was watching Indian and Jesuit spirits camping by a spring. A few minutes later some one remarked “That was a real owl, you fellows better take lessons from that one.” At the same moment a boy was heard running very rapidly to catch up with the troop. UMN Lincolm am Indian Fighter Did you know that Lin- “Undoubtedly it was be- cause of the liking that the coln was, or rather tried to be an Indian fighter? He en- listed in the regiment of vol- unteers called out by the Gov- ernor of Illinois to pursue, capture and punish Black Hawk, a courageous chief of the Sac Indians, who were constantly invading the state on marauding expeditions, in retaliation for a treaty made with them and broken by the whites. When the call for volunteers came Lincoln but let Miss Tarbell, who has written a bully serial, “Boy Scouts’ Life of Lincoln, ” for BOYS’ LIFE, tell the rest: ‘There were few slackers among the younger men when this call came to New Salem, one of the first to enlist being Lincoln. Each company elected its own captain, and, to Lincoln's great surprise and delight, he was elected. He often said, in talking about his life, that nothing that had ever happened to him pleased him more than this honor. BOY SCOUTS’ men had for him that they chose him, for no man in New Salem could be found who knew less about military matters than he did. He did not know how to give orders. Nor did he know the regula- tions necessary for the dis- cipline of a camp. During the march, on which they im- mediately started, he con- stantly got into trouble through his ignorance. In later life he used frequently to tell with great en‘oyment oy his own awkwardness and mistakes. Once when the company was marching twenty abreast, they came up against a fence in which there was a gate. Lincoln, at his wits’ end as to the proper order, called out: ‘This company is dismissed for two minutes, when it wih fall in again on the other side of the gate.’ LIFE OF LINCOLN STARTS IN THE FEBRUARY ISSUE OF “ BOYS’ LIFE” OVNI 61 *Watch Me Shoot With My Daisy” Daisy Day in thousands of American homes. It’s the day when big brother gets his new Military Daisy Air Rifle. It’s also the day for the little fellow, who isn’t big enough for a gun, to get his Daisy Liquid Pistol. A boy just wakes up and shouts when he gets this business-like automatic water pistol. 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Order NOW Direct * bell wire for longer distances.)Kuns on dry batteries only. At your dealer’s or direct. Mail orders given ial rush service. Send check or money order today. ith each order we send compsiponees? Edition Robbins FREE Telephone Manual. Get busy. Make this phone yours NOW. ROBBINS MANUFACTURING COMPANY 1807 North Central Park Avenue Chicago, Ill now to avoid disap point-|' ment later. wuet tee aeet ore or Each set has 2 Receivers, 2 Trans- mitters and 100 feet of wire (use —_ BOYS’ LIFE Metipom’s Hostage (Continued from page 25) been more appropriately called bog, and save for what runways the deer had made therein there was no sort of trail. It was the thought of having to remain at the Viilage over night that finally decided David to take the land route, and he set out early one morning with musket across his shoulder, bread and meat in his pouch and his father’s injunction to be watchful in his ears. N the Spring of 1675 the Natick Indian village was a well-ordered community. It lay upon both banks of the Charles River, with an arched footbridge laid upon strong stone piers between. Several wide streets were laid out upon which the dwellings faced and each family had its own allotted ground for garden und pasture. Save for the meeting-house, a story-and-a-half erection of rough-hewn tim- enclosed in a palisaded fort, wooden buildings were scarce, since the Indians clung bers to their own style of dwelling. Some half hundred wigwams composed the village, al- though not all were then occupied. There were many neat gardens, and fruit-trees abounded. Altogether the village looked pros- perous and contented as David came toward it that June morning. David found Pikot busy with another teacher inside the building used as meet- ing and school house, and seated himself within the door to wait. After awhile the class was dismissed and went sedately forth, boys and girls alike, and Pikot joined David and led him out of the building and through the palisade gate and so to the river where, on a flat stone above the stream, they sat themselves and began their talk. ‘You came not for the fishing, Straight Arrow,” charged David. “ To an Indian who ’ does not keep his word I have naught to say.’ Pikot smiled. “True, Noewamma, yet ‘twis not of choice that I failed you. I went a long journey that took many days and I could not send you word.” “A long journey?” asked “ Whither did you go?” David eagerly. The Indian's expression became strangely blank as he waved his hand vaguely west- ward, “ Toward the Great River, David.” “That they call the Connecticote? Tell me of your journey, Pikot. What did you go for?” “The busisess was not mine, Brother, and I may not talk.” “Oh! Well, have your secrets then. And I'll have mine.” Monapikot smiled faintly. them?” “I give you leave, O Brother of the Owl,” jeered David. “ And if I guess HIE Indian half closed his eyes and peered at the tops of the tall pines that crowned the hill. ‘Came one by night through the forest,” he said slowly in his native tongue. “The skin of a panther flung about him and he was armed only with a knife. As the weasel creeps through the grass, so this one crept to the lodge of the White Man where all were asleep. On the stone without the door he laid a message from his sachem. As the fox slinks homeward when the sun arises, so this one slunk away. The forest took him and he vanished.” “How know you that?” asked David, af fecting great surprise. “It but happened half a moon ago and none has heard of it. Can it be that you know also what the ” message was like? “An arrow wrapped with the cast skin of a rattlesnake, Brother.” “Wonderful! And it may be that you can tell how the arrow was made, O Great Powow.” : “"Twas headed with an tipped with gray feathers. eagle's claw and Three blue marks were on it, O Noewamma.” David frowned. ‘“‘ Now as to that I won- der,” he said. “ None saw the arrow save we three. Ilow then could you know that the head was not of stone or the horn of the deer?” “Did I not tel? you I could guess your secret?” “Ave, but methinks you are not guessing, Pikot. And how know you that the messen- ger came unarmed and wearing a panther skin?” “Tlow know you that I speak true?” asked Pikot, smiling. “T do not know,” replied David ruefully, “but I would almost take oath to it. Saw you this Wadchusett, Pikot?’”’ Pikot shook his head. “ Nay.” “Then how—” “The Wadchusetts be fond of panther skins, David, and the braves wear them much, as I know. As for the knife, an Indian has no use for bow and arrow at night, nor on a long journey does he weight himself with a tomahawk. The eagle nests in the great hill in the Wadchusett country and Wadchu- sett people arm their arrows with the eagle's 3 them claws, and tip with feathers from the eagle's wing. As for the blue spots, that | heard, Brother. “Oh!” But David viewed Pikot doubtful, ‘1 still think you knew more than you guessed. Dut ‘tis no matter. This Metipom troubles us no more. Doubtless he waits to find whether his son be judged guilty or no, llow far is this country of the Wadchusetts, Straight Arrow?” *“ Maybe twelve leagues.” “No further than that? ‘Tis day journey for an Indian, then.” “ Nay, for there be many streams and hills, One travels not as an eagle flies, Brother,” “True, and still this Metipom lives tog near for my liking. ‘Think you he still means mischief, Pikot?” but a half. “Aye,” answered the Pegan — gravely, But it may be, as you say, that he will wait and see how son fares in the court in Boston. You do ill to travel alone through the forest, David, and when you return | will go with you.” ‘I shall be glad of your company, but I have no fear.” “Nor had the lion, and yet the wolves ate him.’ Pikot glanced at the sun and arose, *Come and eat meat with me, David, and then we will start the journey back, for I would have safe before the are long. you shadows CHAPTER VI. WHAT HAPPENED AT THE POOL IIE sun was still above the hills when Pikot bade farewell to David beyond the little pond that lay somewhat more than a mile from his home. The Indian would have gone further, but David protested against it. When David reached the house he learned the news that had come that day from Boston by travelers who had stopped on their way to Dedham. Two days before Poggapanossoo, otherwise known as Tobias, and Mattashtn- namy had been hanged at Plymouth. These were two of the three Indians who had been convicted of killing Sassamon the year before, and Tobias was one of King Philip's coun- selors. The third Indian under sentence had, it seemed, been reprieved, though the Dedham men did not know for what cause. David's father took a gloomy view of the affair. “"Twere better had they let them lie in jail for awhile longer,” he said, “ for their execution is like to prove the last straw to Philip, who has long been seeking a nail upon which to hang a quarrel. I fear the skies will soon be red again, David. I like it not.” ‘But these Indians were fairly tried, father, and surely they merited their punish- ment.’ “Aye, lad, but there could have been no harm in delay.” ‘But if, as you have said, a strong hand should be shown? Will not King Philip, may- hap, take warning by the fate of these mur- derers ? “Time alone will tell,” said Nathan Lin- dall soberly. “ Yet the men from Dedham were not so minded. They forsee war with King Philip and dread that he will per- suade the Narragansetts to join with him. ‘When the leaves are on the trees,’ said Tanopet.” “We here are far distant from Philip, though,” said David, “ and Waban, at Natick, is a firm friend of the English. There is naught to fear from there. Nor do I believe that any Nipmuck will take arms against us. Indeed, and I am to see fighting I must, me thinks, move up the river to Dedham. or join the Plymouth men.” “Do not jest, David,” counselled his father. “It may be that you will find more fighting than will suit your stomach.” WEEK went by, during which the corn sprouted finely, coaxed upward by gentle rains that came at night and vanished with the sun. There was plenty of work in field and garden and David had scant time ‘f6r play. The days grew very dwindled in its bed. The brook through the clearing was no more than a trickle, for the Spring had been unusually dry and the little showers no more than dampened the The kitchen garden must be watered by hand and, lest the well go dry, David carried water in buckets from the small pool that lay in the swamp to the west, stumbling so fre- quently on his way back that the pails were seldom more than half-filled when He arrived. S6 passed the first of the Summer very peacefully until June was nearly at its close. Then one day messengers came up the river hot and the river soil. from Newtowne with the news so _ long dreaded. King Philip had at last thrown down the gauntlet. The day before an ex- press had reached Boston from the Plymouth Colony bearing a letter from Governor Win- slow announcing that an attack had occurred on the settlement at Swansea and that sev- ee oe XUM

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The Boy Scouts’ Maguzine eral of the English had been killed. Philip, it was said, had already armed more than a thousand of his people and from now on it was war to the knife. Messengers were on their way to the Narragansetts to persuade them not to poin forces with Philip asd Governor Leverett had offered Governor Win- slow aid of arms and ammunition. Mean- while the train-bands were preparing in case of need. re Vo David the tidings were not wholly amiss, for the prospect of bearing arms and fighting against King Philip's Indians was enough to make any boy’s heart beat faster. HE frontier was stirring and men came and went by land and river, and seldom a day passed that red man or white did not pause at the plantation to exchange news and opinions. ' Word came from Boston that Daniel Henchman, the schoolmaster, had been chosen py the Council to be Captain of Infantry and that able soldiers to the number of one hun- dred were shortly to march under him toward the south; and also that a company of horse was forming under Captain Prentice. Nathan Lindall went up to Dedham one morning and and returned late that night with the tidings that the troops had left Boston the day be- and that with them had gone Samuel Mosely and more than a hundred volunteers eathered together in Boston in, it was said, less than three hours’ time. “If[ad I been in Boston I-would have joined, said David, regretfully. jore, too, News came slowly, but about the first of the month they learned that Swansea had been burned to the ground by the Indians and that the Engiish troops had made ren- dezvous there and had moved against the hostiles who were in force nearby. David pleaded with his father to be allowed to go to Dedham and join a band then being re- cruited, but was denied. Stories of unrest amongst the Nipmucks trickled in, and from Boston came the report that the Indians of the several Praying Villages were under sus- picion and that a plan that had been advanced to recruit them into the English forces was loudly declaimed against. “Both the Narragansetts and Nipmucks have joined with King Philip,” said Master Vernham, “ though both had promised to take no sides in the matter. ‘Twill not be long, I doubt, ere the war-cries ring in our ears even here, for an I mistake not Philip has laid his plans well and ere the Summer be shall see all the tribes hereabouts against us. I would there were the hand to construct a stockade fort, but "tis a task too great for a few hands. We shall have to retire either to Newtowne or Dedham, Master Lindall.” “T shall remove what I may to Natick,” replied Nathan Lindall, “and join the militia so soon as ‘tis seen that the Indians mean to gone we arrayed means at carry the war into this country. There be three of us here, Master Vernham, who can shoot fairly straight and, though men of peace, are ready to avenge those so foully murdered at Swansea.” “Were it not for Mistress Vernham I would bid you say four,” said the other gloomily. “Nay, even so, an the varmints approach, I will join you.” When the visitor had gone David set about the watering of the garden, for the rain still held away and the crops ,were droop- ing sadly. IIE small pond in the marsh still held a little muddy water, although it was fast drying up, and to reach it David had_ built a sort of pier of stones over the mire. Today he had filled one bucket and carried it to the bank and was filling the second when a slight sound in the alders to the left caused him to glance swiftly. That something had moved there he was certain, and it seemed that his eyes had glimpsed it, and yet it was gone before he could be sure of the latter. He had an impression of something brown or leather-hued between the trees which might well have been an old fox. He listened intently and searched the thicket with his gaze, but no other sound reached him, and presently he lifted the bucket and picked his way across the stones to the firm ground. There the sensation of being watched came to him strongly, so that the skin at the back of his neck prickled, and he wheeled quickly and again scanned the swamp. A bird fluttering amongst the alders caused his heart to jump and he laughed at himself and took up his buckets. “éTis this talk of Indians,” he muttered as he made his way along the path he had worn to the clearing. “I am as fluttery as a hen!” Hie was a scant three paces from the edge of the thicket when the noise of a snapping twig brought him up short. Ten yards away to the right a half-naked Indian stepped toward him. As David turned the savage’s hand went up in friendly gesture. “Noicantop?” he _ called, the equivilant for “How do you?” “Dock tau he?” (Who are you?) David sternly. “Netop.” (A friend.) “Speak English, friend. “Me got um message Nipmuck returned What you want?” speak you David made his way toward He was a tall, slim youfh man.” The Indian David unhurriedly. of twenty-two or three, naked to the waist, unarmed save for a hunting-knife at bis belt. His scalp-lock was confined in a metal tube some three inches in length above which it was gathered in a black knot and adorned with several long feathers of yellow and red. Three strings of black and white wampum were about his neck and his girdle was elaborately worked with colored porcupine quills. That he was not one of the Natick tribe was evident, for they no longer painted their bodies whereas this youth showed many smears of yellow, red and brown on face and chest. “ Wait?” message?” The Indian paused David, shot for an head. In that instant David knew and his heart leaped into his throat. He loosed his hands and the buckets fell to the ground, but ere he could turn the foe was upon him. Strong arms twined about him and he was borne backward and came to earth with the breath jarred from his body. said David. “ Who sends this and his gaze, leaving instant past the boy's CHAPTER VII. DAVID IS TAKEN CAPTIVE MERE had been no time to cry out, so quickly had he been overcome, and now opportunity was past. ! Please send me trial size cake of Goblin Soap.

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68 NEW FALL BOOKS FOR OLDER BOYS THE BOY SCOUTS OF LAKEVILLE HIGH By LESLIE W. QUIRK e of Mr. Quirk’s series of school rhis third v Black Eagle Patrol s ies deals with hig ithletl sports by Willian Kirkpat $1.75 net ts st round of es W l st ous THE MARK OF THE KNIFE By CLAYTON ERNST ited wholesome study rf hool life at Ridgeley, Mr. Ernst that wi engross l ide-awake boy = Wi il ~ t I this s] COXSWAIN DRAKE OF THE SEASCOUTS By ISABEL HORNIBROOK Thi the third volume bout Lon Drake ‘ street-corner boy who developed to rit badge With lustratious tl k $1.75 net SOOLOOK, WILD BOY By ROY J. 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It tells of the annual meeting of the Buenos Aires Philatelic Society, which has about sixty members who are apparently dyed-in- the-wool collectors The most interesting paragraph of this clipping, from the viewpoint of the United States philatelist, is the final one, which reads “ All English and North American collec- tors of stamps will be welcomed as mem- the Secretary and bers on application to Treasurer.” The secretary Ss Battley and Aires Buenos The editor him and getting stamps. name Is F. address is “Care of Society, No, 309 Argentina, South communi- before and treasurer's his Philatelic \ires, Iuenos Cangallo, America cating with sending any suggests a reply pe months ago it was announced in this department that prizes would be awarded Coin Co. to winners by the Scott Stamp & in stamp exhibitions held by Boy Scouts of America troops. A number of these dis- plays were held and prizes were distributed. A letter recently at hand from the Rev. E. M. Gearhart Scout Commissioner of In- diana Local Council, Indiana, Pa., tells about the success of the exhibit conducted for the boys of that Council. The story of what took place is told in a newspaper clip- ping which Mr. Gearhart encloses It reads: “The albums were divided into two classes; one for the scouts from 14 to 17 years of age, and the other for those from 12 to 14. The first prize in the older boys’ class was a leather bound stamp catalogue, with lists and prices of all postage stamps issued to date. This was won by Fred Shaulis. The second prize in this class was a stock book in which to carry stamps, and this was won by Carlisle Clawson. In the younger boys’ class the prize was a_ fine magnifying glass in a leather pocket case, which was won by E. Maclay Gearhart, Jr. “At the Scout meeting Friday evening, after each troop had held its meeting, the four troops were called together in the room of Troop 1 and Scout Commissioner Gear- hart, on behalf of the Scott Company and for the judges, presented the winners with their prizes. The boys were delighted and the entire assembly broke up in high spirits Stamp Indiana First Annual Club of the over the success of the Exhibit of the Stamp Loy Scouts.” Mr. Gearhart tions on display the judges did owned any of collee- that who that all the numbered and advance explains were not know in them. Dream Ship (Concluded from page 2) sea cooking: brains busy with the rules of the road on the trackless ocean or navigating among the clouds for weather signs or the stars for what few boys ever learn about them. And all this is just a medium for your own comradeship. Fact is, you fellows can’t have anything better than your own comrade ship. If we do go in for a ship it is a Boy Scout craft—those same twelve quiet factors entering into our fraternity. ‘“*“When do we start?’ asked the yeoman. We reached for the watch grandfather gave us when we were nineteen. And then as we sat looking at it and musing, the hands came together at five before eleven and pointed to Henry V still lying open in our lap. “Play with your fancies! See, in hempen rigging, Ship boys climbing!” It’s nearly six bells. Let's call our boat Ship of Dreams. And let's start now. You'll do fine for a crew. We'll meet right here in every issue of Boys’ LIFE. Fancy plays strange tricks—those nine boys got along fine together. They'll make us a great crew. Somehow they went as the door creaking, or the they came, without the room, but on the way rain blowing into they went singing “ The heart of ships is red blood, Red blood, never a doubt! And wood and iron are useless, Without the heart of a scout.” , BOYS’ LIFE Style 4—~Boys from 8 to 18 Style. B— (belt) for little brothers These manly chaps won’t bother with girlish gar- ments. No Sir! They want suspenders like dad’s—the KAZOO REG . U.S. PAT. OFF. c A Support for Paints curl Hose a AC iES 4 18 holds up pants and keeps stockings smooth without the harmfulness of belts and round garters. Does away with washing, mending and button sewing. At Boys’ Clothing, Furnishing and Notion Departments; or write us. $1.00 and up. DEALERS: Buy from your jobber or from us. jend for our Bookier “For Res ¥ HARRIS SUSPENDER CO. 694 Broadway, at 4th St.. New York Fisman & Cy.. Lid.. Toronta, Canad» Here's the reason I wanted “The AMo-Wheeloadster, oe EE HOW THESE SIDES WORK? When I spread them out I have © a hauling wagon. Just see how strong itis. Now suppose I want a , to coast. I push the sides toward the center (they swing on pivots). Look at that roadster. Built just right. Wheels have real roller-bearings. NO OTHER WAGON JUST LIKE IT. “And maybe you think it doesn’t travel, ...Il challenge any boy ' The Perfect Christmas Gift ¢cAn_ Auto-Wheel wagon is a year-round pal. You'll enjoy it throughout your boyhood. Besides the Auto-Wheel Convertible Roadster we make the Auto- Wheel Coaster, the all- Purpose wagon. Handsome booklet describes all sizes and models. Set your heart on an Auto-Wheel for Christmas. Show this ad to Dad. Send us names of three coaster dealers, telling which ones handle the Auto- Wheel. We'll send FREE for six months the “‘Auto-Wheel Spokesman,’’ our magazine telling about our BIG PRIZE CONTESTS and the Auto-Wheel Clubs. You may be able to win an Aato-Wheel. We'll also send the Auto-Wheel Coaster Dime Savings Bank. The Sao whee Coaster Co.Inc. ‘ The Buffalo Sled Compang 7 131 Schenck St., N. TONAWANDA, N. ¥, In Canada: Preston, Ontario, Export Office. 365 W. 23rd St., New York City, Ps a 4 «1 - XUM

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IL: Yeu can be quickly cured, if you STAMMER Send 10 cents coin or stamps for70-page book on Stam. mering and Stuttering, “Its Cause and Cure.” It tells how I cured myseif after stammering for 20 years Benjamin N. Bogue, 123 Bogue Indianapolig cil office the other day a postcard say- ing: “ Please send me information and application for the ten-year service pin. I have been a scout or scout official since April 29th, 1910.” Toe CAME INTO the National Coun- It was signed by an Assistant | Scoutmaster who had come up through from | Tenderfoot. This card was interesting for several rea- sons. In the first place here was a boy— now a young man—who had been so gripped by the scout program and ideals that he had remained active for ten years. This boy found Scouting worth while. Have you? It was evident that this scout had gotten a great deal out of Scouting or he would not have stayed within it ten years. also evident that he had put a great deal into Scouting. He had worked his way up through all the ranks and had held various troop offices. And then, when he was eligible he became an Assistant Scoutmaster and contin- ued to give to others the benefit of what he had received. WHAT’S WHAT. OW, after all, fellows, while we all enjoy the scout activities—the meetings, the hikes and the camps, the games, the tests and the ceremonies—and, while we value the honors, second class, first class and merit badge awards, the troop offices, the war ser- vice awards and the honor medals—which Scouting has to give, we all recognize, don’t we, that the really vital thing in Scouting is the scout oath and law, and that we will have failed to get the best out of Scouting if it does not help us to live up to the ideals expressed in that oath and that law— if it has not helped us to get these qualities we admire most in those men, living and dead, But we all know, too, that we can’t really get a habit by doing a thing once—it must be done again, and again, and again The oftener we do it the more firmly the habit becomes fixed. All the principles of Scout- ing must be put into practice for weeks and months and years to become real habits so imbedded as to be permanent traits of our character. VETERAN SCOUTS ASSOCIATION, UPPOSE we join as Tenderfoot Scouts at twelve, 3y the time we have been in five years we are seventeen. We are, of course, first class scouts by that time, probably Life and Star, possibly Eagle. We are now in a position, as patrol leaders or special instruc- tors, to pass on to younger and newer scouts of our own or other troops the result of our training—we are veterans. By formally reg- istering at the National Council office the proof of our service and upon promising to continue to live up to the scout oath and law and to render such service to Scouting as we can, we can now become life members of the Veteran Scout Association, and can wear the special Veteran Scout pin and badges. And so we have the slogan, ONCB A SCOUT ALWAYS A SCOUT, HERE are troops from five or more years old which have hardly lost a scout, except for death or removal from the city, since the troop was organized. Each year they take in a new group of recruits, but the old members stick. Those who can attend the meetings are active anc bold positions of leadership, many of them being Assistant Scoutmasters. All are loyal to their troop and to Scouting. On the other hand far too many boys drop out of scouting after only a few months or a year or two—some never even complete their Tenderfoot tests. The efficiency of a troop is to be judged not so much by the proportion of first class scouts, but by the scout mortality. The efficiency of the local council is better esti- mated by a study of its Veteran Scouts than of its Eagles. Registration as a Veteran Scout by all those entitled to it is of great importance for two reasons. First, the fact of such registration serves as a_ perpetual reminder and incentive to the Veteran to continue such activity in scouting as his cir- cumstances permit, and to continue to keep the scout oath and law always as his guide. In the next place, the registration of a large number of Veteran Scouts serves as a big en- couragement and stimulus to others. It fur- nishes tangible evidence of efficiency, and so stimulates to renewed efforts both troops and councils, Let every reader of this article who is eligible send at once to his local council or to the National Council office for a Veteran Scout application blank. Fill it out and send it in at once. (The registration fee is still but $1.00, and registration entitles one to a Veteran Scout pin free.) Sut don’t stop there; go after every other present or former scout or scout official who is eligible, and get him to register also. 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I mines are, of course, dark, and the light s supplied by eight powerful searchlights ormes of mercury vapor lamps, which are rranged above and below the cameras, The camera is lowered deep into the water-flooded in ind the shutters are operated electri illy Each plate of the camera reproduces i section of the mine six feet square. National Cou mcil Official News crati ng to learn that France is mal ing eX len progress in restoring her | a istated regions Som 11,500 factories I destroyed during the war, yet toda | 40 are running again, and mar others are ny 1 iilt I invaded region of France, ~ pop i " to les than 2.000.000 st val toda as regained norma pop ition oO {000.000 New uses ive been rebuilt in) France iflicient » sl ri SO0.000 peopl Sor 1.000) miles French highways have been repaired. On the greatest achievements is b lling in 265,000,000 cubic yards of trench spac Iwo of th ve railroads o France were practically destroved All th ileage track inl vy been rebu Continues three hundred feet The seoutmaster declares that he would undoubtedly have lost his lift id it not been for the boy's timely assist ince, Van Carmen, tenderfoot scout, earned his silver medal by quick thinking and prompt and unselfish action which undoubtedly saved the life of a child. Van Carmen was walking one day and noticed a large wagon unloading sand with two small children playing neat rhe wagon started to back out, the driver not knowing the children were behind it. The rear end of the truck passed over one of the children, who in his fright tried to crawl out rushed up between between the wheels. Scout Carmen and pushed the child back to safety the the truck wheel scraping his own arm he did Had the driver turned short the scout would have badly in jured, a risk |] ] rfully the child's he cheer sake, wheels, as so, been took for More Life Saving OUTS IDER, director of the Defender L Club of New York City, was attempting risky feat of scaling the Palisades Iiudson at one of the steepest about a hundred and fifty feet himself unable to ascend higher or to with safety In this perilous situa called desperately for assistance It that Bey Scouts Brooklyn, NX. Y Troop heard and came promptly to the rescue. considerable themselves, the their they managed to adventurous not hesitate that he the Brooklyn and that made them prepared to wravely in a critical heur. IS FE, SI nbove points up ] found descend tion he chanced ol the call \t use of some SD, risk to with scout the to boys ropes sive climber his life scout move t efficiently Say to who owes ment and getting out they eall A Printed Good Turn MAMI: Scouts of Minneapolis are I au lively little leaflet: which rhe Good Turn Not the least interesting part of the project is that the boys them both print and edit the little magazin good scouting every way. a paragraph from a scout The Turn” here selves which is Here editorial in repeating “We are work last year, and make it , Scout who Is writter Good which well Dears mnother year of improvement over to the starting to be an now Is it or are we scout going slump on worst Movement belongs to members We alue If we ob the ones the to are go out then the we are to be employed in are ulate a good time of scouting uts iting The do that for ho reg Its no work value nothing If the time and do vork Is make whil executive or the scoutmasters vou to a certain extent, but after that it is who must help oursely . t ‘straight dope,’ that. worth considering ‘It who Remember that, for it and it applies not only nearly everything in we must worth Scout we Doves, ading and is we help ourselves.” true an be but to must is true te scouting he world. as Home Town Scout Service mili: Indianapoli Boy Scouts made a r thorough house to house canvass to ob- tain lodging accommodations for the veterans who came to that city for the National En campment. They also performed many ser | vices as guides and messengers for the s« diers during their stay. The scouts of Corpus Christi, Texas, caught and destroyed in their own incinerator 2,541 rats and 214 mice, and the scouts of Belling ham, Wash., waged persistent and efficient warfare against the destructive tent cater- pillar. In Monroe, La., at the request of the Federal health authorities Boy Scouts ren- dered valuable aid in connection with the anti-malaria campaign. The city was divided into squads, assigned each to a certain sec- tion which was inspected and reported upon to those in charge of the campaign. b page 3A The free library recently opened at Penns srove, N. J., was rapidiy supplied with books as a result of a Boy Scout contest. The boy who collected the largest number of books Was to be given a week in camp next summer At the second annual outing of the Aspin wall Fire Department, Pa., Joy Scouts and their families were special guests of honor in recognition of the boys’ faithful and efficient service to the department in dealing with local tires. Chief Connor said of the scouts that they were always “on the job.” And no better tribute could be given man or boy than that. In Flandreau, S. D., a scout troop has un dertaken the task of naming and placing sign boards on all the roads in the vicinity. Scouts of Troop 5, Alameda, Cal, won first prize in a paper collecting contest) whi wetted eleven tons of paper. The prize was an American flag with a staff and eagle. Five individual prizes were also given to scouts securing over New Camp Sites for AMES N. KLINE, a Civil V e one of the leading citize port, Pa., recently gave $10, chase of a permanent camp Scouts of Lycoming County. Another generous admirer and scouting, Mr. Frank B. mouth, Neb., has donated to scouts a strip of land lying souri river, sufticient for th camp The boys will themselves and use ing with which direction of scout to build a their site Shopp of the timber 2,700 pounds of paper each, Scouts Var veteran and ns of Williams- me the pur- the Boy for Scouts Platts- the Plattsmouth along the Mis e erection of a clear the land from the clear cabin under the ol tov scoutmaster. Honors for Scouts SCOUTS Bartlesvi B’ : een lected honorary 1 the local G A. R. post their services at the G. A. R. Memorial Day. the custom sound taps at burial service, The American work of try come of and reunion held it Whenever a to have a tal the grave as escorts also all of Dies Legion From sements In San ceremony was the twe the A Davie to scouts endor ion impressive alliance the chairman of ntion, Commander sented a stand of from the Leg an the between when Cony colors lle, Okla., have if’ members recognition of in other ways 1 that town last veteran dies it rtlesville a part f o seout of the appreciates the over the coun- the movemeni o, Cal, reeently held typifving » organizations, merican Legion 1 Barrows, pre- Milton McRae, e-president of the National Council, in be half of the Boy Scouts of America Jamboree Photographs F ARGE number of photographs taken overseas in connection with the Jam oree delegation are available to those who desire to order them from the National Head- quarters. These include groups of scouts on the boat on both the going and return trips, in activity at Richmond Park and at Brussels, sightseeing in London and in France. They also include some very interesting views of famous buildings such as Westminster Abbey, Warwick and Windsor Castles, the Louvre and Notre Dame in Paris and the Grand Palais at Versailles where the peace commis sion met. There is a full set of scenes in and around Stratford-on- Avon, Shakespeare's birthplace, and many striking pictures’ of ruins in the devasted regions of France. These pictures can be had singly er in sets, Walnut Planting | jgpetl forget, either, that we all pledged ourselves to see that the tree planting which this nation so greatly needs goes on persistently. Get ready next spring to be genuine foresters and help on the good work. it is not to late to plant now if you happen to live in a warm climate. Consult your scoutmaster about this and see what can be done. 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ged forget that the end of the year brings with it the responsibility to see that your troop is fully registered and in good standing at National Council Headquar- ters. Help your scoutmaster to attend to this vital matter promptly and completely. Your registration fee is the key to the administra- tion of the whole scout organization when it is multiplied by the number of the full mem- bership of the Boy Scouts of America. It is your contribution to the movement. Not im the MATT ! Ht TT the Savings Bank at home. Then it struck me all of a sudden that in a week I had spent whet it had taken three years of back- twisting work to save, and that the net re- sult of my labor I could show in money, was exactly nothing. Ever since, I have always spent a little less than I earned, and that is a bully prin- ciple for you to imitate. I hate a tightwad, Ted, as much as you do; but I hate what is commonly known as a good spender a blame sight more. I don’t want you to grow into a man who groans every time he spends a cent, and neither do I want you to feel that money is lke the smallpox, to be gotten rid of as quickly as possible. A good spender is usually a man who be- ° 2 Curriculum : (Concluded from page 56) DUNUDETLEUNANATONOMREDAUEAYAAALANY EEA DEEUT EEA EEDA ESR T TAS Scout Forest Guides N cooperation with the forestry service of the state Pennsylvania scouts are to have an opportunity to do good conservation ser- vice. Each scout who takes the pledge not to wilfully injure or destroy any wild animal or plant life and to do all in his power to protect and conserve such life will receive a certificate, signed by Mr. Gifford Pinchot himself, which will make him a regularly authorized Forest Guide. nm neut ATT OMT TTT MTT lieves in giving himself a good time, and who leaves his wife to take in boarders and his children to shift for themselves. Now I'm going to pay your food bills, this time, for I don’t believe the Exeter towns- people will get much to eat until the store- keepers collect the money owing them, and can lay in a new stock; but you are going to pay for those silk shirts, pajamas, and other doodads, at the rate of three dollars a week until you've paid me back what I ad- vance. Then, after you have paid in full, if you want to buy more on the same terms, all right. Your affectionate father, William Soule.

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different workings, guiding their teams among the trees and stumps, over rocks and fallen timber, and up steep hillsides in a manner to make a tenderfoot open his eyes in amaze- ment. The timber spotter has been ahead of them, going over the ground in the summer or fall and leaving the mark of his axe on every sound tree that is of the proper size for cutting and that will scale standard logs thirteen feet long and nineteen inches in dia- meter at the small end. OW the sound of the axe and the rasp of the saw begin in earnest, while the fre- quent roar and crash of the falling trees pre- ceded by the warning cry ‘ Timber-r-r-r!” bear witness to the devastation that is going on, Skidways are built, upon which to pile the logs, the straight stems of the spruces, shorn of their bushy tops, are hauled alongside, and lusty men with levers and cant-hooks roll them up. If the readers of the daily papers could trace back to its origin the substance on which the printing is done, he would find that in some such way, and from some such place as I am describing, comes the wood from which the pulp and afterward the paper is made. The character of lumbering has greatly changed within the memory of those now liv- ing. Up to 1850 the cutting was confined chiefly to the white pines, the huge and al- most imperishable stumps of which may still be seen. Afterward and until about the be- ginning of the century the spruces constituted the bulk of the timber harvest. Now, how- ever, the hardwoods, which make up about 65 per cent of our Northern forests, are al- most as much in demand. At noon a blast from the dinner horn sounds through the forest aisles and echoes and re-echoes from the mountains. Gangs of hungry men come streaming in from the woods, the steaming horses are baited. and the mid-day meal of pork and beans and tea is served, with bread and molasses and possibly pie for dessert. Speaking of baked beans, who that has eaten them in a lumber camp does not know that all others are but base imitations and somehow woefully lacking in toothsome quality! They are first par- boiled in a huge kettle and then enriched with a generous quantity of salt pork, with salt, pepper and a little molasses added. Where the big out-door fire has been burning, the brands and coals are raked away, a hole is dug and the kettle is set into this and covered with a little earth. The embers are raked back, the fire is replenished and in this fiery grave the beans are baked all night. The New York restauranteur who could serve such a product would have people from Har- lem to the Battery over-running his place. HIS being Christmas day the foreman tells the men that they had better knock off work. and that the cook and cookee—a term applied to the assistant chef—will spread themselves on a Christmas dinner, after which there will be appropriate services, of a more or less athletic nature, in the main cabin. Any- thing which varies the monotony of camp life is eagerly looked forward to, and the cook, knowing this, has been preparing for the oc- easion days in advance. The regular diet in a lumber camp is more hearty than varied or luxurious, nevertheless in the old days the forest itself was made to contribute to a feast.

Frequently there were one or two profes- sional hunters, or camp providers, whose busi- ness it was to bring in all the wild meat they could get, ‘and as the summer guide often becomes the winter lumberman, there was no lack of skillful riflemen in the outfit. Know- ing the haunts of the deer these men, hunt- ing on snow-shoes, had little difficulty in killing large numbers of them in the secluded spots where they had “ yarded” for the win- ter. It was not sport—it was butchery, and so long as it was allowed to continue the lumber camps were doing much to extermin- ate the deer. Even today there is undoubt- edly some lawlessness of this sort, but thanks to the efficiency of the present Conservation Commission and a great change in public sentiment in these matters, the violation of the game laws is becoming much less frequent. On such a Christmas day as I have in mind, however, there was probably a deer or two hanging in the wood shed, not to mention a string of grouse and a big pan of speckled trout taken through the ice in the nearby lake, so that the Christmas fare was to be something out of the ordinary with fish, flesh and fowl served at the repast. Sizzling fry- ing pans and steaming pots waft odors that might tempt a man with a more dainty ap- petite than the lumberman possesses. HILE the birds are browning in the oven with a bit of salt pork on the breast of each, and a big haunch of venison is roasting beside them, the cook devotes his attention to a big kettle which contains the most popular and savory dish of all—venison stew. All day it has been simmering on the stove and bits of potatoes, sliced onions and various seasonings have been added from time to time until now, like the witches gruel, it is “ thick and slab.” In the big room where the men eat, the rough board table has been set with tin plates, iron forks, spoons and knives, and a pint tin cup for each man. Plates of bread, pans of doughnuts and big tins of gingerbread—the lumberman’'s sweet- meat—are ranged along the centre. The cook sweeps an approving glance over these elab- orate arrangements, and the triumphant blare of the tin horn announces to the very crags and peaks that the Christmas dinner is ready. The men come filing in, and it is evident that they have decked themselves for the event. The heavy mackinaw coats and felt boots have been laid aside and each man has fished out the best clothes he could find in his meagre wardrobe. If they only knew it, they look much more uncomfortable and less picturesque than in their working gar- ments. There is not so much as a suspicion of formality at this feast, and with a clatter of benches the men draw up and make an indiscriminate attack upon the viands. Conversation is of a very fragmentary na- ture until the first rage of hunger has been appeased; it is mostly of a mandatory sort and directed chiefly to the cook and his per- spiring assistant. The crisp trout vanish like dew before the morning sun: the roasted grouse shrink into little piles of well-picked bones; and the “ mountain lamb,” as the deer meat was always called when the law was on, becomes a rapidly dissolving view. Deeper and deeper into the big kettle of venison stew reaches the cook, until his tin dipper (Concluded on page 73)

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The Gordon Mid and the Leprachaun (Concluded from page 9.) i and that is the reason that I was using those hand when the mornin’ is about to break, for weights to help me, and now you have come I must be on me way by then,” mused on with your men and spoiled it all for me. So the king, now thoroughly at his ease with I'm going to keep you here till sunrise or Tom maybe you will do what I ask you to do now.” ‘Now don’t let the length of your legs ‘Sure and I'll do ennytin’ you want, but bother ye any more, for ye have me promise ye must have a lot more faith in me.” said to attend to that business for ye. Ye're only the leprechaun, for he was a little uneasy just wantin’ to be he-sized I'm thinkin’, ain't lest he be caught by the dawn, which would, it? he knew, be an everlasting embarrassment to ‘“Whist Tommy, and have ye some more him when he returned to the fairy-fort. additional pluck to leave your troubles wid me intirely?” he whispered musingly, while sé NNY way, boy, ye have me head and he dusted his wings very carefully, then lit 4 pluck in the holler o° your hand, and his pipe and with a nod of his fuzzy head I don’t think you'll find me a very bad sort, dashed headlong into the book, glad to be aside from me _ boisterings and me _= strong free again humorousness Ilave ye got the pluck inside -.* . of ye to take the chanst to try me out to IIE Gordon Kid awoke and it was morning. suit yourself?” Ile examined his left foot very carefully, “Yes, I think I will,” said Tom _ soberly, it looked all right to him as he took off the and shut his eyes. When he opened them shoes and the shoulder braces and stood up. again, there stood the old fairy grinning up “ Whew, I feel stiff and sore, from the treat- in his face. ment of last night I guess, and I don't think ‘Now I think we understand each other I had‘better wear this any more.” better,” said the king, as he polished his green He rubbed his back and it too felt sore in silk hat on the sleeve of his coat. “And do spots. ‘That was some night, believe me,” you mind if I call you Tommy? Now, I really he said to himself and went down to break- do like ye, and would be willin’ to help ye fast. in yer distress, if ye will let me know before- From that day Tom began to grow. The World Brotherhood of Boys (Concluded from page 3) wishes letters from patrot readers. We hay FRENCIL patrol leader, an old member also a request for letters from a troop of boy of the World Brotherhood, who writes scouts in Dijon, France, and from a_ scout- English, French, and a little German, wishes master in Vienna who is editor of the scout to receive letters from Canadian scouts. magazine there and wishes for letters to be distributed among his scouts. These may be MEMBER of the Brotherhood, age nine- written in French or English. We wish te teen, who lives in Alabama, has sent a remind the readers of this column that we letter which he wishes forwarded to a mem- have a number of members in India, Czecho ber in New York City who is either a Chris- Slovakia and China, all older boys, who have — tian Scientist or interested in Christian Sci- asked for letters and to whom we have, as ence. As our records do not tell the faith yet, been able to send only a few of our members, we shall have to ask that someone who answers this description and is Scoutmaster in Siberia desires to have about nineteen years of age or older send 44 letters from scoutmasters and patrol for the letter. leaders in this country. N Assistant Scoutmaster of Liege, Bel- Scoutmaster, who is also a district com- gium, wishes to correspond with a_pa- A missioner and a deputy commissioner, trol leader in New York City. He desires offers to correspond with scoutmasters in dif- also to have letters to distribute among the ferent countries who are interested to know scouts of his troop. how the scouts under his jurisdiction are making collections of stamps, autographs, CAPTAIN and Scoutmaster in London, minerals, birds, insects, snakes, seeds, plants, England, writes us that he desires very leaves, bark, and moss. He offers, for his much to become an honorary member of an scouts, to exchange specimens with other American troop and to correspond with its scouts officers and scouts. LETTER from the head of the Ewing PATROL leader in Belgium asks us to Correspondence Club in Allahabad, India, send him letters from patrol leaders in writes us that the Indian boys in his school this country. He writes us in French. will be glad to correspond with American boys. There are about 75 boys, most of them ORE members from the Gold Coast, in the scout troop, all of whom are from South Africa, are joining the Brother- Christian families. In addition there are in hood and we hope to receive some letters to the High School about 400 Hindu and Mo- be forwarded them. They are usually eager hammedan boys who write English. The to exchange souvenirs from South Africa for superintendent will distribute the letters in articles useful to scouts which are difficult to introduce the writers to boys of ages to theirs. order and tastes similar NE of our members in Texas is eager to correspond with a boy who has attended at some time the Dan Beard Outdoor School. Perhaps there is a former pupil of this school among our readers who will send us a letter to be forwarded. WO requests for letters have come recently from Holland, one from a Dutch patrol leader, seventeen years of age, the other from a former Assistant Scoutmaster, twenty-one years of who is attending the college at Antwerp. DISTRICT Scoutmaster in South A tralia asks to be put in touch with scouts from thirteen to sixteen years old who will correspond with some members of his troop. He 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. age, Aus- six NE of our correspondents has a plan fot breeding various squirrels and other rodents in captivity for their fur, as has been done with foxes and skunks. As he Wishes to cross varieties, he is anxious to obtain some of those that are less common. He desires to get in touch with scouts who possibly can supply him with squirrels, chip- munks, gophers. and other wild rodents. If any of our members are interested, they may send us letters to be forwarded to this scout. to obtain in their Rules of the Brotherhood Write the very best letter you can to an unknown boy. Put it in an envelope, but do not seal it. Write your return address small in the upper left hand corner, or on the back of the envelope. Leave the body of the envelope clean so that we may put on the boy's address. At the bottom of the envelope you may write the name of the state or country to which you want the letter to go. Put on enough postage to take it there. Write on a separate slip of paper: Your name. Address. Age (at nearest birthday.) Whether you are a Boy Scout. The foreign language, or languages, you can write. Any hobby or subject in which you are especially interested. Instructions about the kind and number of correspondents you want. You need send the above information with your first letter only. Send merely your name and the words “old member” with later country. leu-rs. Enclose the letter and slip in another envelope and mail it to WORLD BROTHERHOOD OF BOYS, Boys’ Life, 200 Fifth Avenue, New York City. We forward your letter to a boy—some- where. When he answers it he becomes your

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This piece varies slightly in the pieces 1 and 2 It is 6% inches in height. The tubes are made fast to ends 1 and 3 by means of small round wood pieces which fit snugly into the cardboard tubes and which are made in figure dimensions of inches wide by 1 wl fast to the wood-ends after which the tubes are made fast to them with small brass or copper bradg. The secondary coutrol switch is assembled the secondary wood-end as shown in the One hole to take the switch handle members (whatever the design on drawings. and movable Loose-Coupler of switch) and five holes are drilled as per sketch to take the contact points. The two leads from the secondary windings (one from the winding and one from the movable switch member) are brought through the primary tube to binding posts 4 and 5, while the prim- ary winding beginning at post 2 is brought to post 6 and the remaining primary connec tion is bad from post 7 on the primary slider itself. The slider shown on the primary coil is a very simple one. An ordinary piece of 1/16 inch brass sheet one inch wide is rolled around a piece of one-fourth inch brass rod and made to fit its form. Another piece is soldered extending from. it to the primary winding on the tuve. When this slider is brought to bear on the winding and is rubbed back and forth several times the enamel is removed from the windings and the slider member takes actual electrical contact with the wire. In using enamel wire a great sav ing of time, ete., is accomplished for when cotton or silk covered wire is employed the covering has to be burned off with a_ hot soldering iron or sandpapered off. This is quite an easy method as compared to the two mentioned when employing other than enamel wire. s To hold the 10/24 brass rod two pieces of one-eighth inch copper strip are cut as shown and the rods are made fast to them at the end of the base. In this manner the sec- ondary wood head is able to move toward or away from the primary coil. With such a loose-coupler as this one will have an instru ment worthy of display. By neatly staining the wood parts and shellacing the windings the instrument will take on the appearance of a manufactured article. Christmas Im a Lumber Camp (Concluded from page 71) scrapes on the bottom, Soon the effects of such good cheer become apparent. There are long sighs of satisfaction, the pipes are lit. told, and the jokes go round, stories are songs are sung which if a trifle faulty in execution, at least have the merit of being distinctly audible. INALLY the wreck is cleared away, the benches are shoved back, and the camp fiddler is called for. In a crowd of this sort there are usually some good clog dancers, and slapping while the on-lookers mark time by their legs with their hands, one of their number steps out and exeeutes one of the especial delights of shanty life, a very lively jig known as “moccasin on the rock,” or some similar clog dance. The infection spreads and partners are taken for such con- tra dances as Money Musk, Virginia Reel and French Fours. A handkerchief tied around the arm indicates the lady partner. The faney steps and the amount of physical activity in- jected into these dances are things which must be seen to be appreciated. The good- natured hilarity becomes uproarious, but sel- dom dangerous, although some very rough horse play is indulged in. But even shanty men will tire at last and Photographic These instructions must be — followed: otherwise pictures will not be considered or returued : } : 1. VPietures must be related to Scouting viirectly or indirectly. Directly: Activities of scouts, campaign work, ete. Indirectly: Animal and studies. 2, Photographs for any contest must reach the editor before the 10th of the second hiking, other nature month preceding the date of publication; that is, pictures for the February contest must reach us before December 10. The competition is open to all readers of Boys’ LIFE. TUINNNIETI so they begin to arrange themselves in groups the benches, or on the floor around the box stove whose glowing sides bid de fiance to the cold outside. It is a time for stirring tales of the woods and the white water, of hunting and fishing adventures and the ways of the wild creatures of the forest. But it is also a time for talking and thinking of home and of the wives and children in the distant settlements. The spirit of Christ- mas penetrates even to this remote spot and the giant firs upon which the moon is shining outside the cabin are a reminder of other smaller, candle-lighted trees, around which big and little folks are gathered elsewhere. The men become confidential and speak in lower tones: half sheepishly, they exchange little gifts of pipes and jack-knives. The strings of woolen socks drying on the poles above the stove might almost suggest a long-forgotten holiday custom. on great The fire burns down—the cold creeps in and the men seek their bunks and blankets: but Christmas has meant something to them and perhaps, through the stirring of old mem ories a few of them may hear in their dreams the jingling bells and the creak of runners as the reindeer team of Santa Claus races over the snow! Contest Rules %. Name and address of sender should be written on back of picture. Pictures with out names will not be considered. Do not send letters. Do not send negatives. 4. Pictures will not be returned unless a stamped addressed envelope or folder is en- closed. 5. The as judge of Art Editor of Boys’ Lire will act the photographs submitted. 6. A prize of $5.00 will be awarded to the picture or group of pictures from one contest ant, judged the best, and a dollar will be paid for every other photograph accepted and published. Photographs accepted and published become the property of Boys’ Lire. ans ~ eee Me ot } fe 4 j t ~ 7% ¥ 73 MERRY * CHRISTMAS 1920 ’ ap HEALTHY NEW YEAR Seal Your Mail With the Stamp of Health HE National Tuberculosis As- T sociation and the 1200 state and local tuberculosis associa- tions affiliated with it are preparing for their annual campaign for funds agzinst the dread disease called tu- berculosis. About. 1,000,000 people are sick in this country with it now and about 150,000 people die of it every year. As in previous years, tlie plan is to obtain money by the sale of the little Tuberculosis Chiistmas Seals, which are to be put on packages and letters at Christmas time. Help is needed to distribute’and sell these seals. Therefore an appeal is made to readers of Boys’ Lire to aid this work. Except for five per cent ef the gross proceeds which goes to the support of the National Association and additional small percentage which goes to the support of state work, the proceeds derived from the Christmas Seal Sale in most in- stances remains in the local com- munity for local anti-tuberculosis work. Send your order for seals to the National Tuberculosis Association, 381 Fourth Avenue, New York. They will pass it on to your state secretary, who will send you the seals. In. ordering iust fill in the blank given below or write a letter and state the number of seals you think that you will be able to sell. They sell for one cent each. The seals that you cannot sell you may return. 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BOYS’ LIFE nnn 1 1 MMT 1 HOUTEN ENA ‘ DS) Fada gncnanizanasnauit MTT have to run the other man down. There jg one cardinal principle here—don’t try too soon, Make sure you are close enough; the ” leap on your man and bear him down. The only time you take a chance when not gure of your distance is when to delay means that the runner will score. Then you take your fling at fortune. From “ Football Without a Coach,” by Walter Camp, published by D. Appleton & Co. “ BROWN WOLF ” OR the distance of twenty feet Wot watched him go, himself all eagerness ang expectancy, as though waiting for the man to turn and retrace his steps. Then, with a quick low whine, Wolf sprang after him, over. took him, caught his hand between his teeth with reluctant tenderness, and strove gently to make him pause. Failing in this, Wolf raced back to where Walt Irvine sat, catching his coat sleeve in his teeth and trying vainly to drag him after the retreating man. Wolf's perturbation began to wax. He de. sired ubiquity. He wanted to be in two places at the same time, with the old master and the new, and steadily the distance between them was increasing. He sprang about excitedly, making short nervous leaps and twists, now toward one, now toward the other, in painful indecision, not knowing his own mind, desir- ing both and unable to choose, uttering quick sharp whines and beginning to pant. He sat down abruptly on his haunches, thrusting his nose upward, the mouth open- ing and closing with jerking movements, each time opening wider. These jerking move- ments were in unison with the recurrent spasms that attacked the throat, each spasm severer and more intense than the preceding one. And in accord with jerks and spasms the larynx began to vibrate, at first silently, accompanied by the rush of air expelled from the lungs, then sounding a low, deep note, the lowest in the register of the human ear. All this was the nervous and muscular pre- liminary to howling. But just as the howl was on the verge of bursting from the full throat, the wide-opened mouth was closed, the paroxysms ceased, and he looked long and steadily at the retreating man, Suddenly Wolf turned his head, and over his shoulder just as steadily regarded Walt. The appeal was unanswered. Not a word nor a sign did the dog receive, no sug- gestion and no clew as to what his conduct should be. From “ Brown Wolf and Other don Stories,” edited by Franklin K. published by The Macmillan Co. Jack- Lon- Mathiews, “ REFUGEE ROCK ” IMMONS was out of sight. The two men had the beach to themselves, They went to the root of the gnarled pine and pulled out the piece of board. They drew out one box, then another, They put back the board and carried their prizes to Levine. Behind the hedge of thorns and ries the boys watched the men in lowed out sand. Disdoff had taken out his knife and was ripping up the thin cover of one box. The wood cracked, and he wrenched the board loose. Then placing the cover in front of his knees, he turned the box upside down and allowed the contents to tumble out on the board, Gold, silver, rings—a _ tangle from the box. blackber- the hol- jewels: necklaces, bracelets, of shining ornaments fell Veedol and Levine stretched out their hands toward the gleaming pile. picked up this and that piece, fingered it, examined it, tapped it with their knuckles. Meantime Disdoff had ripped off the cover of the second box, and treated its contents as he had that of the first. These ornaments also the other two men handled. The boys stared, wondering if these were Pierre Romaine’s treasure, and how they had ever come into the charge of Simmons. They were surprised by an_ exclamation from the big, black-bearded man, Levine was shaking his fist and talking rapidly in his foreign tongue. He was intensely angry, his words sounded like so many spluttering ex plosions. He picked up one of the chains, flaunted it in the faces of his companions, and then flung it out on the beach. Disdoff and Veedol took the ornaments. turned them this way and that, looked at them so closely one might have thought they were searching for tiny marks. They threw down necklaces and picked up rings, they dis- carded these and examined shining bits of glass cut like jewels. Then they also raised their voices in exclamation of rage and dis- appointment. Levine kicked the ornaments away from him, back in the sand, resting on his elbows. Sud- denly his deep voice broke into a laugh, sar- castic rather than mirthful. This angered Veedol, who glowered at him and said some- nearer board with its and threw himself

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Our new book * Sonerwuaittes in the Air- plane oe sis@ sont tree if you answer at o FRICAM S7MOOL OF AVIATION Dept. 8068 3604 Michigan Ave. “CHICAGO AVIATION thing spiteful, The big man only laughed the more, From “ Refugee land, published by George W. Rock,’ by Rupert S, Hol- Jacobs & Co. \ “THE MYSTERY OF THE SEA LARK ” T was pitch-black in the cabin. Up on deck it was not much better, for the thin cres- cent of a moon was not due for hours yet, and there were clouds in the sky again tonight. Occasionally the sloop rocked gently as the water lapped her side and burbled between her and the wharf. It was a soft, soothing sound. Jack was perfectly comfortable, and very happy. It was a good idea to sleep on the boat, he reflected. The novelty of the thing appealed to him greatly, Later, when the weather grew hot, he and George would often do. it. Hie wondered vaguely what Cap’n Crumbie was doing on the wharf, Per- haps snatching forty winks in his own little snuggery. Jack felt he couldn’t blame the Cap'n if he did snatch forty winks. And then he dropped suddenly into healthy slumber. How long he slept he had not the remotest idea, but he awoke with a start. Something had happened, but he did not quite realize what. That he thing he was perfectly sure, his breath, and listening intently for the slightest sound, he Iay perfectly still, his eyes open, but seeing nothing in the darkness. After perhaps twenty seconds Jack raised himself cautiously to his elbow, still straining his ears. Then there came again the thing which had awakened him. The sloop swayed, as though something were being pressed heavily upon her side. Silently as a shadow, Jack slipped from his had been awakened by some- Almost holding bunk, and extended a hand to awaken his chum. But on second thought he changed his mind. George would be sure to say something if he were awakened, and that would scare the midnight prowler off instantly, Jack was standing in the middle of the cabin, feeling for a stout stick which he had placed at hand before going to sleep. Then there came a slight creaking sound from the handle of the companionway door, Some one outside was turning it. From “The Mystery of the Sea Lark,” by R. H. Barbour and H. P. Holt, published by the Century Co, “SCOTT BURTON ON THE RANGE HE bowlder trembled, slid a few feet with the sliding shale and then rolled bounding down into the mass of sheep. The crazed animals struggled madly to get away, they only succeeded in piling up on those immediately around them, Scott shut his eyes as the great bowlder crashed relent- lessly into the writhing mass. The cries of the injured animals put terror into the rest and they milled around wildly, trampling each other down, and scrambling over the backs of others. Suddenly the mass surged down the canyon and two or three on the lower edge, maddened with fright, dashed over the pile of brush and disappeared over the edge of the cliff. No sooner had those three sheep disap peared over the edge of that pile of brusn than the others streamed madly after them. The first rush swept the brush pile over the edge and that great mass of sheep poured after it. They crowded into the narrow neck of the canyon as thought it had been a stable door and plunged over the edge of the cliff without the slightest hesitation. The herders could not see past the neck of the canyon from where they were, but they knew sheep and with the first wild rush down the canyon they realized what was taking place. They scrambled madly along the edges of the canyon, fighting their way to ward that narrow pass. Desperately they tried to stem that fatal tide. They might as well have tried to push back the tide of the ocean. One of them was nearly swept over the edge by the living stream. Rapidly and inevitably the big band sifted through that narrow pass like the sands of the hour glass. Only a hundred of them were left. The men made a last frantic effort to head them off. They succeeded in turning them for a second, but only for a second. The bewildered sheep stopped for an instant, made a wild rush and disappeared after the others, of the herders dived desperately into the bunch and succeeded in catching a small ewe. She struggled violently and the herder, ex- hausted by his exertions, lost his hold. The ewe seemed dazed at first and trotted a few steps up the canyon, but she quickly got her bearings and dashed wildly over the cliff. From “Scott Burton on the Range,’ by Cheyney published by D. Apple- Edward G, ton & Co. One | Always the Big Boy’s Book of the Year Edited by Franklin K. 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