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Requesting Tom and Arthur to say nothing about it at present, he hurried to the Scout Master's cabin or office and confided the whole scheme to Denmead, who straightway drew him into a long, serious, business-like discussion of the prospect, giving him an abundance of good sound advice. "How can I ever thank you, sir, for all your kindness in bringing me this good luck?"
Rawson has collected in the last two days," announced Lieutenant Denmead. "The list that is most nearly correct will give the troop championship for the course of study to its writer." Profound silence fell upon the eager group around the campfire as Rawson brought out his box of specimens, with paper and pencils for the boys.
"Great, sir; he was able to walk around a little, without his cane, when Arthur and I left him this morning." "Are you going back to the farmhouse until we start for camp?" inquired Denmead. "If you've no objections, sir." "None at all, my boy, as long as you can help your friend. You must ask him to visit us in camp when he has time." "I will, I will!" exclaimed Tom. "I know he'd enjoy it."
Rah!" yelled the scouts, jumping to their feet. "Rah! Rah! Rah! Lieutenant Denmead!" "Kree-kree-eee!" shrilled the Hawks. "How-ooo-ooo! Yap-yap-yap! Skee-eee-eee!" barked and squealed the others. As the Scout Master raised his hand, silence fell upon the company again. "The plan for the two weeks of study is only preliminary," the lieutenant continued.
It was only known that Hugh and Lieutenant Denmead, the regular scout master, had made some arrangement with those who were, responsible for getting up the benefit performance. "Oh! I had a letter from my Aunt Susan in this afternoon's mail," replied Alec, as he nodded to several acquaintances near by, girls belonging to Oakvale High School.
Stranger things than that have happened, Tom." Talking thus, they reached the hotel. Denmead was immediately surrounded by his troop of scouts, to whom he introduced the new recruits, and presently they all fell to discussing plans for the summer.
Can't you give us a touch of New York in yours?" "I'll try," said Denmead modestly, "though it isn't exactly a story. It was just a passing incident, but it was something that I will not soon forget. An affair of that kind is apt to make more or less of an impression on a fellow. Maybe you will agree with me." "Several years ago I found myself in New York; penniless, weary, and heartsick.
"I'm mighty glad that you are in for all this study course that's coming, Ralph," said Torn Sherwood as they sauntered along. "So am I," responded Ralph promptly. "It is more than kind of Lieutenant Denmead to ask me to remain for it. I shan't feel so green when I go to the School of Mines, you know, either, for this Mr. Thayer is a graduate and I can learn a lot from him.
Meanwhile, having told Thompson where he and Ralph and Art could be found if wanted later, Tom saw the Scout Master and four boys making their way over to the side of the platform, where a bus was waiting to take them to the hotel. He was just in time to join them, and soon he was telling his story to Denmead. "That's a good idea of yours, Tom," said the Chief, when Tom had finished.
Denmead, this is Ralph Kenyon, a very particular friend of mine." "Glad to know you, Kenyon," said the Scout Master, grasping Ralph's hand. After talking with him for a few minutes, he called the two other boys over from the counter on which they were sitting and introduced them to Ralph as Tom Sherwood and Arthur Cameron.
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