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So a simple boy-scout trick came in useful on active service. Now came a period of utter stagnation It was a deadlock. We held the bay, the plain of Anafarta, the Salt Lake, the Kislar Dagh and Kapanja Sirt in a horse-shoe. The Turks held the heights of Sari Bair, Anafarta village, and the hills beyond "Jefferson's Post" in a semicircle enclosing us. Nothing happened.
And so few tramps one meets nowadays can drive really well." "I don't look as if I'd got any money, do I?" "Well, you don't look anything just now, as it's too dark to see; but you sound like a wrist-watch and a chain purse." "How did you know?" "Intuition," I said carelessly. "You see I'm a boy-scout." "Feel." She laid a slim, warm wrist against my cheek.
I distinctly felt the cold round glass of a wrist-watch. "And I've got a chain-purse in my bag." "Ah!" "Go on, boy-scout. Tell me what I look like in the daytime." "You have ear-rings and your face is rather cold. About the kind of ear-rings I am not certain." "How did you know that?" "I found that out, when er when we went up the bank." "Oh!" "Yes," I went on hurriedly, "and "
But Irvin Morgan played on like a good American, thrilling the great audience with the treasured message: "Sweet land of Liberty, Of Thee I sing." At this moment a little fellow seven years old, from Caniden, N. J., in boy-scout uniform, did a thing that will live in American history.
Yes, I should." "Why do men always bother so about their knees?" "Take care of the bags, and the coats will take care of themselves," I observed sententiously. "But why ?" Here we came upon the seventh gate. I groaned. "Six gates shalt thou labour, and do all that thou hast to do, but the seventh " "Out you get, boy-scout." I laid a hand on my companion's shoulder. "Are you an enchantress?"
"Were you at school there?" "Yes, for five years, before I went to Dartmoor." "Oh, were you at Dartmoor? I had a cousin there a year or two ago. But he's out now. His name was Taber." "What! Not Billy Taber?" "That's right." "This is very strange, Circe." "Yes, boy-scout. Round to the left here. That's right. Only three more miles. This is Dilberry Farm." "Dilberry! Why, that's "
Even the Scotland Yard detectives were bewildered by some of these people whose passports were thoroughly sound, but whose costumes aroused deep suspicion. What could they do, for instance, with a young Hindu, dressed as a boy-scout, wearing tortoise-shell spectacles, and a field kit of dangling bags, water-bottles, maps, cooking utensils, and other material suitable for life on a desert isle?
If there should be any national organisation to which he thinks it useful that they should belong, he will himself organise a branch of it within the school and he himself and the other teachers will take part in it. For example the Boy-Scout movement and the Sons of India are both national organisations, but branches of them should be formed in the separate schools.
I expect you know Oldham rather well, don't you?" "Not at all." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Why?" "Because I don't know it either, and I thought " "What?" "Well, you know, we ought to know Oldham one of us ought to. It was a Unionist gain last time." "Are you a Unionist?" "My dear, you see in me at least you would see in me, if it were not so dark a high Tory." "I thought you were a boy-scout."
"You don't take much care of your clothes, boy-scout," she said. "Nearly all the men I know hitch up their trousers when they sit down." "Perhaps they're sailors." "No, they aren't." "My dear girl, I don't know how you can see I don't, but I don't because I haven't got any on. I mean, I'm wearing breeches." "Would you hitch them up if you had got on trousers?" "Let's see, to-day's Thursday.
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