And when I finish the pineapple
soda in Bennett's, you'll know that's the end. So don't stop reading till
I get to the end of the soda. The story ends way down in the bottom of the
glass.
Maybe you don't know who Harry Donnelle is, so I'll tell you. He was a
lieutenant, but he's mustered out now. He got a wound on his arm. His hair
is kind of red, too. That's how he got the wound-having red hair. The
Germans shot at the fellow with red hair, but one good thing, they didn't
hit him in the head.
He came up to Temple Camp where our troop was staying and paid us a visit
and if you want to know why he came, it's in another story. But, anyway,
I'll tell you this much. Our three patrols went up to camp in his father's
house-boat. His father told us we could use the house-boat for the summer.
Those patrols are the Ravens and the Elks and the Solid Silver Foxes. I'm
head of the Silver Foxes.
The reason he came to camp was to get something belonging to him that was
in one of the lockers of the house-boat. I wrote to him and told him about
it being there and so he came up. He liked me and he called me Skeezeks.
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