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Updated: June 13, 2025
It's one of those banshees Harry Donnelle told us about the kind the soldiers used to put up in the windmills in Flanders. That's what's been making the noise. It sort of you know spoke to him that's what I think...."
I said to Pee-wee, "I thought we had a German in custody, but instead of that. We're in Dutch!" "Will they send us to jail?" he whispered. "I think we'll get about ten merit badges for this not," I said; "he's no spy." Well, the men didn't pay much attention to us, only strolled over to one side of the room and began chatting together, and Mr. Donnelle got a box of cigars and they each took one.
I think you will find it in an old pair of trousers belonging to me. The amount is a little over two hundred dollars. I would greatly appreciate it if you will hold this in safe keeping till I have a chance to visit your camp. I hope you will not consider that I am presuming upon a very slight acquaintance, in asking you to do me this service. Sincerely yours, Lieutenant Harry C. Donnelle.
Because he was trying to talk high brow just because he knew Mr. Donnelle was an author. So he led us along a trail that ran along the shore all in and out through trees, and he said it was all his property. Pretty soon I could see part of a house through the trees and I thought I'd like to live there, it was so lonely. "You mean secluded," Pee-wee said. Mr.
I thought it would be all right if I didn't stay around because they couldn't ask me any questions if I wasn't there. And I was on the side of Lieutenant Donnelle, I didn't care what. So I went into the galley and began straightening things out there. After a little while Westy came and stuck his head in through the window. "Are they gone?" I asked him. "Sure," he said.
So then we fixed everything all up while we were rowing around. What did I care about going tracking or stalking with my patrol? I should worry, they could get along one day without me, all right We decided we'd write two letters to Lieutenant Donnelle and send one to his house and the other to Camp Dix in Wrightstown.
Because all the while I knew where that key came from, and it seemed just like lying not to tell. Gee, I was kind of sorry now that I promised Lieutenant Donnelle that I would never tell about him coming there. I couldn't say anything, so I just kept still. All the while Mr. Ellsworth kept looking at the key and thinking and humming a tune to himself.
"Camp McCord doesn't strike its colors as easily as all that. Mr. What's-his-name back?" I told him no, Mr. Ellsworth wasn't back yet. Then I said, "Maybe Lieutenant Donnelle was sent away; maybe he had to go to South Africa on account of the League of Nations. I read that the Zulu's were having a war."
I should worry. "Suppose we should go boating or something like that where there's a lot of water," I told him; "that would thin it some if you added water wouldn't it?" "You're crazy," he shouted. Westy Martin wanted to name it The Deep Dyed Villain so you can call it that if you want to I don't care. Now I'll start off. You remember about Mr. Donnelle saying that he had a wireless.
Donnelle asked us all about the Scouts and we told him all about them Pee-wee mostly did that. He's a scout propagander let that's a small sized propagandist. We told him, how we didn't know how we are going to manage to get up to Temple Camp in our launch, because it would only hold about seven or eight boys and we had twenty-four, not counting Captain Kidd, the parrot.
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