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Updated: June 13, 2025
Thus it happened that Glen was in camp when the surveyors came he stayed at Spencer's request to engineer the billy-cart. The engineers were young fellows, not overly clean; perhaps it was not to be expected in following such work. They were genial enough to the few people who were in camp.
Don't worry about what's gone. Look at what you have left. That's what I try to do, and that's why they call me Jolly Bill. Now, a big heave and I can stand on my pegs while you bring my Billy-cart up this way." He was quite skillful about getting into his cart once Glen had him in the right position.
"Dismiss troop!" called the scout master; and the boys, a second before in impressive order, made a wild scramble for their tents. Glen ran to the assistance of Will Spencer, who had been an interested spectator of the ceremony, seated in his "billy-cart" at the edge of the circle, but Mr. Newton waved him to his tent. "I will look after this man," he declared.
The boys did not respond willingly. "We don't want to," said Chick-chick. "He didn't want us yesterday and he won't want us to-day. Let Brick Mason and Apple do it." "I don't like that spirit, Henry, but we'll excuse you. Corliss and Glen will do the work." "You don't seem very much excited over this find," said Glen to Spencer, as he pushed him along in his billy-cart.
Apple and Chick-chick had privately given very good accounts of his fortitude and resource. He felt about as happy as ever in his life and all manner of good impulses stirred within him. None of the three who had taken chief part in yesterday's adventure felt very much inclined to energy this bright morning. Glen lay in the warm grass close to Jolly Bill and his billy-cart in peaceful comfort.
To-night you shall push Jolly Bill and the old billy-cart over there, and we'll give them a chance to do a good turn." Glen went back to where the scout was working. "That's enough," he said. "You've given me quite a rest. We're coming over to see you to-night." "I hope you will," the scout replied. "My father is the scout master and I know he'll be glad to have you come. His name is Newton."
"Push my old billy-cart right up alongside that speaker," he demanded. "If he's done half they say he has I want to hear him." So Glen was not only present but in a prominent place where he was bound to hear all that the speaker had to say. And a very interesting narrative it was, though we have no space in this story for anything but the few very last words.
When Glen learned to know him better he found this sunny cheer and gentle courtesy to be characteristic of him at all times and places. It was no easy job to propel the old "billy-cart" over the fields, but Glen managed it. The scouts were just getting together for their evening camp-fire.
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