Roy Blakely, Pathfinder

, and the post office was so small that you could almost put your arm down the chimney and open the front door. But, one thing sure, you c

he says. The man didn't have any mosquito dope, but there were some boxes of fly paper on the counter and just happened to think that if w

"I guess there are wil

be many no more. Yer ain't expectin'

le village. You'd better put the village in the safe before you go home. Safety first." You c

back of his head and looked over his spectacles and began to g

. "Yet ain't thinkin' to lead any elephan

ope to lasso mosquitoes as long as

ow, ye're quite a

up and my mother and father

hing all the while. "Them tracks wuz caow trac

there laughing. Anyway, it makes me mad when grown up people jolly scouts about tracking and signaling and all that, just as if it was only play. Because what

k, because I like to have my hands free. What's the use of wasting your hands? You

spring house in the woods. I was in such a hurry that I didn't ev

good. I squeezed in, instead of opening the door wide, because it scraped so hard on

I decided to shinny up a tree that was there and see if I couldn't squint our camp over in the west, because if I could

hen. I thought I could tell about where the road was, but I couldn't decide about the camp and I was just going to shinny down and hit the trail when I heard a kind of a sound like leaves rustling and then a funny sort of growl, different from anything I had ever heard before. I looked around and then I saw; coming through the woods, an animal with big spots on

the tree and didn't make a move; I guess I hardly breathed.