Roy Blakeley's roundabout hikeFitzhugh, Percy Keese
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Roy Blakeley's roundabout hike
Fitzhugh, Percy Keese
Adventure stories; Boy Scouts of America -- Juvenile fiction; Hiking -- Juvenile fiction
I said, “No it isn’t, if it comes to that--if you want to look at it
that way. I never thought about that. Gee, I’d like to see you stay,
Dub. I’d try to work you in on the hospitality award if I could. Any
Scout that swims all around the lake without landing can ask another
fellow to stay at camp all summer. But you see the trouble with all
those awards is that they’re only given once in the season. Now there’s
a Scout here named Wyne Corson and he won that award the first week he
was here. You know Hervey Willetts, don’t you? That fellow with the
funny little hat? Well, he’s the one that’s staying all summer with
Corson. Now nobody else can win that award this season, or I’d try for
it. If I had done it I’d get one of my patrol to do it. Only, you see,
it’s only given out once in a season. The award is for just one fellow’s
board at camp. It’s the same with the Ellen Burnside award. You’ve got
to be the first one to save a life or you don’t get the hundred dollars.
See? The money is only given to one Scout in a season. It’s a private
award, not a B. S. A. award.
“Every season some fool, or maybe some tenderfoot, gets his life in
danger at Temple Camp, and you’d get a chance to win the medal if you
stayed long enough. That is, you would if you weren’t afraid of risking
your own life. Only you want to win a hundred dollars inside the next
week, and jiminy crinkums, if you did you’d be mighty lucky, that’s all
I can say. If you got your Eagle award, even that wouldn’t do you any
good. Because you couldn’t have Eagle Crag Cabin to stay in unless you
were staying all summer. I mean you could have it to stay in as long as
you’re here, but you’d only be here a week.”
“Heads or tails I lose, hey?” Dub said. “I guess there’s nothing for me
to do but go home. Like you say, _united we stand, divided we sprawl_.
Well anyway I’m glad I was here while you fellows were here. We had a
good time while it lasted, hey?”
Jiminies, I felt awful sorry for him.
CHAPTER XV
THE HERO MAKER
All of a sudden I had an idea and I turned around and said, “Hey, Scout
Harris, you know so much about scouting, is the Rotary Club award for
one hundred dollars?”
He said, “Yes, but it doesn’t come till the end of the season in the
canoe races.”
I said, “Well, then, that settles it, we’re out of luck. United we
stand, divided one of us goes home.”
Dub said, “Never mind, let’s go back to the chasm and see those movie
people. We can camp in the chasm to-night and when we go back to camp
to-morrow, anyway we can say we had a good time. I don’t have to go home
till next Saturday.”
“You make me tired!” Pee-wee shouted. “You don’t have to go home at all.
That’s what Roy Blakeley’s all the time saying, united we stand, and it
hasn’t got any sense to it. All you have to do is to save somebody’s
life----”
“Just like that,” I said.
“Save two or three, then you’ll be sure,” Sandy said.
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