Roy Blakeley's Adventures in Camp

be one trouble with the Elks and I don't care if they do know I said it. They got one good lesson to cure them, that's sure. The trouble

out Skinny, because, anyway, it's none of my business, that's sure. But as long as you fellows are busy teaching him stunts and thi

What kind

ings like that, like about bein

's just what he said; "and you needn't st

f mad; "you remind me of an airplane

'll be thrown out," he said, "and maybe

ets; we eat 'em alive. All I was asking you was that you let

and you want to fill him up with grandmother stuff. Wh

worry. Only there's no use ge

three separate p

tzger's Candy Store to get some jaw-breakers. Did you ever eat those? Pee-wee was quiet for an hour munching one. The licorice ones are best. In the afternoon we sat along the cabin roof watching Skinny and

aker," Grove Bronson

with the buzz-saw. Twice was enough. When I try

eakers to spare. His cheeks were sticking out and there was licorice all over his lips, and

Doc said; "you look like a m

s." Pee-wee blurted out. C

threw a jaw-breaker out into the water

water snake," El Sawyer said. Then

look out, you'll get

re for the El

"Connie's got Skinny copyr

Wig Weigand shouted,

ok

isappeared and came up about twenty feet from the skiff. Everybody began laughing and I

Ellsworth calling out f

kiff and bring him

," Pee-wee said, munchi

been gargling a bott

u can't do two

ater was dripping from his face. But anyway, his eyes were bright and all excited-I never saw another fellow that had eyes like that. He had the piece of candy in his hand and it was all melti

at it. I can swim under the water. Now can I have the badge?" Cracky, the way he stared,

u must be a better scout. You must learn to be obedient. You heard one of your patrol tell you not to go under water. You

attention, he was so excite

failed to do that. You are very much mistaken as to the meaning of heroism, and it wasn't necessary to bring us any proof that you got the candy or whatever th

ng and trying not to cry and, oh, boy, it made me feel bad. It seemed as if it was always that way with him-that he had to be disappointed and that things never came out right with him. Anyway, I said to myself, it's Connie's

at he was, and Mr. Ellsworth knew it, too. Then I decided that I'd better not on account of Con