. Roy Blakeley's silver fox patrol . IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS PALM WAS A LITTLE YELLOW Silver Fox P&iyjl. THE NEW YORK. SILVER FOX PATROL 195 said; a lot they cared about gold. A scout isa friend to gold Hes a friend to everything that lives, littleAlf spoke up. Brent Gaylong went over and put some woodon the fire and the blaze jumped up, and every-thing around there was all flickered up and he lay down on his back and put one kneeup over the other and looked up into the always the way he does when hes aroundcamp-fire. After about a minute he said, Scouts, I ha
. Roy Blakeley's silver fox patrol . IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS PALM WAS A LITTLE YELLOW Silver Fox P&iyjl. THE NEW YORK. SILVER FOX PATROL 195 said; a lot they cared about gold. A scout isa friend to gold Hes a friend to everything that lives, littleAlf spoke up. Brent Gaylong went over and put some woodon the fire and the blaze jumped up, and every-thing around there was all flickered up and he lay down on his back and put one kneeup over the other and looked up into the always the way he does when hes aroundcamp-fire. After about a minute he said, Scouts, I havean idea. This trip is a failure—its common-place. Weve been trying to get some originalityand pep into our travels and we havent suc-ceeded. We planned an escape from jail and itfell through. We werent even sent to jail; Imashamed to admit it, but its the truth. You fel-lows were on the point of being sent to jail andthen, just when everything was going nicely andyou seemed likely to have an adventure, alongcame some old judge and put one over on you—gave you a check for five hundred bucks. Itsdiscouraging. Harry said,
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