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Tom Slade

Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 2086    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

the Bu

tended to his lessons in school that day, to the teacher's astonishment. And why? Because he knew it was right? Not much! But because he was anxious not to be kept in that af

s a milder dose. As luck would have it, that very afternoon he had an amusing sidelight on the scouting business

archery practice and Tom peered through a knothole and l

to the boy beholder that he pick some favorite whom he hopes to see win,

ed brown arm extended horizontally and holding the gracefully curving bow, and the other, bent

the Bull's-eye," he said, and the ar

han stung!" shout

,--mother, mother, pin a ros

urn the hose on me

d in case the arr

s that fellow

Mr. Ellsworth, with unruffled

where Hiawatha turns

seem to stand at all in awe of the scoutmaster. On

he, "highest salaried artist in Temple's lot--po

aight inside the first ring went his arrow, and he stepped

ged his

o the fence and spoke to him.

is Westy?

es. If you get up close you can see the Big Dipper o

Bri

of stars. Oh, he's a re

ho had caught that message out of the darkness and turned the

sn't shifted way over to the other side. Westy's our chart of the heavens. This is the fellow that helpe

oy kidnapped yo

all right,

s put him out, wasn

asked another fellow, who sauntered over.

the Troop Room we use fo

k of Camp Solitai

un of each other, but he did not exactly kno

," said he,

think of the

ll r

e Indian moccasins

ce, as one after another the last speaker's arms, legs, back, neck and finally his head, yield

all right?" Roy d

victim and spra

asantries was interrupted b

e and try your

ed Westy, as the group sep

it," hesitate

he," retorted

utmaster, "he'll have such a swelled head he won't speak to us for a month. Come ahea

s a "stunt" w

d, Tom let himself down into the field and went over t

pull it right back to your shoulder--one--two--three--" The arrow shot past the target, a full three yards shy of it, past the Ravens'

ilence p

to use this property," demanded

Mr. Temple," said

ur authority for the use of these grounds?" he demanded frigid

aid Mr. Ellsworth, "that we

"and is it a part of your program to teach young b

ening to meet your secretary I asked him whether we might use this field for practice since it is in a centra

my secretary?" asked Mr. Temple, hotly. "If you have nothing

lsworth int

e the field a

condescension, "I had something more important to do

ds in those days," said th

at is why my we

t," Mr. Ellsworth added with a suggestion of pride in hi

s boy's father owes me money?" sai

y li

the boy is

hesitatingly. "Yes, I know

hief and

, Tom," wh

hat. Suppose we tal

f this lot and keep out of it, or you'll go to jail--the whole pack of you! A man is known by the company he keeps. If you choose to cast your lot wi

y other man can bre

of the enraged Temple, and there was a littl

ing just a few minutes ago, as I saw him dangling his legs up there, that he was on the

d wrong side to eve

is in

should know; a public s

d and instinctively Tom shuffled toward him and allowed the scoutmaster's arm to encircle his shoulder.

le, sarcastically, "provided you keep off my property. If you don't do that I'll put the t

I wish I could make you see that. As for breaking up the movement," he continued in

oared Joh

y other man can bre

s there ar

again, sir; Mr. Blakeley's hill is ours for the asking. But you might as well try to bully the sun as

in a towering rage, "that this boy h

and what are we go

t?" roared

emple, is that you are thinking of what this boy did a week

with a commanding emphasis which shamed "old John's" most wrathful

olitaire and there, before the sun was too low, they p

SING PR

NALTY OF

ected upon two uprights projecting a

" commented Roy, "and it'

sign, as per instructions, he went back and told John Temple that there

akeley was in the habit of doing--a

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