. Tom Slade's double dare . Heaven, and still the voice of thatsilent, haunting accuser, that he had performedthe most signal act of heroism and willing sacri-fice ever known at Temple Camp. As Tom Slade emerged after his daily call onthe convalescent, a song greeted his ear and hebecame aware of Hervey Willetts, hat, stockingand all, coming around the edge of the cookingshack. He was caroling a verse of his favoriteballad: 2i6 TOM SLADES The life of a scout is kind, is kind, His handbook he never can find, can find. He dont bother to look,In the little life of a scout is kind. Hu
. Tom Slade's double dare . Heaven, and still the voice of thatsilent, haunting accuser, that he had performedthe most signal act of heroism and willing sacri-fice ever known at Temple Camp. As Tom Slade emerged after his daily call onthe convalescent, a song greeted his ear and hebecame aware of Hervey Willetts, hat, stockingand all, coming around the edge of the cookingshack. He was caroling a verse of his favoriteballad: 2i6 TOM SLADES The life of a scout is kind, is kind, His handbook he never can find, can find. He dont bother to look,In the little life of a scout is kind. Hunting for your handbook, Hervey? I should fret out my young life about thehandbook. Walking my way? Any way, Im not particular. Cross come yet? I havent seen it. Do you think it would lookgood on my hat? Why, yes, Tom laughed. Only be sure topin it on upside down. Why? Why, because then when youre standing onyour head, itll be right side up. See? Good idea. I guess I will, hey? Sure, I—I double dare you to, said Tom. END.
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