Boy Scouts -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
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[Illustration]
AMERICA FIRST
[Illustration: "I wouldn't go when you dared me to," said the
tenderfoot, "but this is--different." And he added in his heart: "This
is for _my country_." [_Page 23._]]
AMERICA FIRST
BY
FRANCES NIMMO GREENE
ILLUSTRATED BY
T. DE THULSTRUP
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
NEW YORK CHICAGO BOSTON
COPYRIGHT, 1918, BY
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
TO MY MOTHER'S NAMESAKE
AND MY OWN
VIRGINIA OWEN GREENE AND
FRANCES NIMMO GREENE
CONTENTS
PAGE
CALLED TO THE COLORS 1
UNDER THE FLAG 53
AMERICA FIRST 89
ILLUSTRATIONS
"I wouldn't go when you dared me to," said the tenderfoot,
"but this is--different." And he added
in his heart: "This is for _my country_" _Frontispiece_
FACING PAGE
A man was sitting over some sort of instrument 36
"You can't touch Rudolph!" she cried. "He's under
the flag!" 86
"Riego Yañez," he said, "I am proud to shake hands
with an American hero!" 120
CALLED TO THE COLORS
This is the story of a "tenderfoot"--of a pink-cheeked, petted lad,
and of his first service as a Boy Scout.
Danny Harding was what his mother's friends termed "wonderfully
fortunate," but Danny himself took quite another view of his life's
circumstances as he hurried home from school one afternoon, an hour
before the regular time for dismissal.
The day was golden with sunshine, but the boy's spirit was dark. There
was singing in the air and singing in the tree tops, but in the heart
which pounded against his immaculate jacket were silent rage and
despair.
The Whippoorwill Patrol had been called to the colors, and he the
untried, the untested tenderfoot would have to remain at home in
luxurious security, while the huskier, browner, less-sheltered lads
answered their country's call. It was beyond the power of a boy's
heart to endure--the mortification--the wild despair of it! They would
call him a slacker, a _coward_! But, worse still, his country needed
him, and he could not answer!
Danny brushed away the tears which threatened to blind him, and
stumbled on.
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