Roy Blakeley

s with him, because that's our rule. But you can bet I didn't wait for him.

could taste it all thick, too, but I didn't care. That was the smoke that had to do what Wigley Weigand told i

must have lain down low when he was almost unconscious and worked that damper. And those fell

awled over to Wig and you bet I worked quick. I tied his hands together with m

, but maybe you've noticed you can do most anything when you have to. I just stood up, then fell down again, coughing and choking, and my ears were buzzing all the time. But I didn't care, I just stood up again with him hanging to me, and I

t like him. The next thing I knew I was sitting on the lowest step and Connie Bennet was holding m

e out?" I said.

, "he got him breathing, then it

t seem to be thinking about Artie. I felt

bout that," I sai

here were all the fellows and Wig sitting up and Doc Carson holdi

c said, kind of pleas

me kid, and I didn't care. Anyways I couldn't see him very go

aid. "You didn't see an

e at all, hard

te and weak looking, especially when he smiled. And he had t

?" he said

hat made me do it, but I went up to him and he l

rry about that

fellows won't mind if you wear it a little while," I said, and then I unfastened his own scarf, yellow and brown, and tied

I let it down on the cushion very easy and I saw we were all alone. Maybe you won't understand a

id, kind of as if he

said, "yo

get it-mayb

honest I don't, Wig. I want it to stay where it belongs. And I want there to be only just the one in the troop. I got mad first. That'

ss though," he said. An

know, just because I wanted to stay right there.