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"He stands a tall chance," I heard a fellow say. "About as tall as Pee-wee," another fellow said. He was trying to be smart. "Maybe he'll have a tall chance, as tall as the Woolworth Building," I said; "you'd better keep still. I want to ask Mr. Ellsworth if I can say something while I'm still Silver Fox leader, that's all." "Surely you may, Roy," he said, kind of pleasant.
"How could it have been before it was? If a thing isn't, how can you know it? You're crazy. I was the first one to discover it since it was here and you're a part of it. But anyway I'd like to know how it got here, that's one thing I'd like to know." "Come on up here and I'll tell you," said the wild native. Pee-wee climbed up and sat on the limb beside his new friend.
"For he ain't no slouch, but the lad with the grouch Pick up your can and get off the track safety first!" "Well, then, for goodness' sake, shut up!" laughed Tom. It had been like this all the way back, Tom setting down his can at intervals and laughing in spite of himself at Roy's nonsense. When they reached the boat Roy looked inside and called Pee-wee.
"I can command any kind of a division," I shouted, all the while winking at Westy, "I can command a long division or a short division or a multiplication or a subtraction or a plain addition." "What are you talking about?" Pee-wee yelled. "You're crazy!" "I can command anything except Pee-wee Harris's temper," I said. Well, you ought to have seen Pee-wee. Even Mr. Ellsworth had to laugh.
So now, anyway, we're going to start in again because the business world and we're we're going to speed up production." "All right, speed up the auto and good luck to you," the scout with the bronze cross said. He seemed to be a patrol leader. There was a little fraternal chat before this boisterous troop moved on and all seemed interested in Pee-wee and his enterprise.
For it was on Pee-wee's conscience that the soldier who had lost his wallet had written a letter to his mother somewhere or other and that this had never reached its destination. "Are you going to wear your Sunday uniform?" Roy asked. For Pee-wee kept a special suit of scout khaki for ceremonial occasions. Upon the sleeve of this were his merit badges.
Pee-wee demanded. "Positively lemonade, grape juice, root beer " "Malted milk also. And a sandwich goes with it. I think that cup was made for a bronze cross scout. Come over here a minute." Pee-wee went over and stood between the knees of Scoutmaster Ned. "He's mine, Bill," said Ned to his fellow scoutmaster, "I saw him first." Meanwhile you should have seen the face of Justice of the Peace Fee.
"You can make these tracks talk to you. I'm a " "No, you're not; listen, please. I said you remember how I said I wanted to be alone with you you remember? Well, now we are alone, and it's going to be you to do it, Roy; it's going to be you to bring Pee-wee back. Just the same as you made me a scout a year ago, you remember?
They could not share Pee-wee's staunch conviction; they doubted whether Pee-wee really did agree with himself in this matter. But they admired him none the less for that. Disconsolately they set about clearing up and gathering their belongings. It seemed strange that one so quiet and unobtrusive as poor Blythe could be so keenly missed.
In the middle of the street, in front of the City Hall, I noticed, as I came along heading for the buttermilk booth, that a crowd had formed. It was right where I was crossing the street, so I stopped to see the cause of the collection of curious men. At first I could see nothing. Then, from the sounds I heard and from a glimpse I caught, I knew that it was a bunch of gamins playing pee-wee.
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