Mr. Ellsworth made a speech
and said how Harry Donnelle had offered to lead the fierce and fiery
Silver Foxes through the perilous wilds of New York State. He said that
the journey would be filled with interest and data of scientific value
(that's just the way he talked) and how we hoped to cross the Ashokan
Reservoir and visit other wild places. He said that we planned to enter
the heart of the Artists Colony at Woodstock and see the artists in their
native state and stalk some authors and poets, maybe, and study their
habits.
Oh boy, you ought to have seen Harry Donnelle. He just sat there on the
edge of Council Rock (that's where we have important meetings at Temple
Camp) and laughed and laughed and laughed.
Mr. Ellsworth said, "It is hoped that these brave scouts may succeed in
capturing a poet and bringing him home as a specimen, and that they may
find other fossils of interest. Meanwhile, the Ravens and the Elks and
myself will drift down in our house-boat and endeavor to find someone to
tow us from Poughkeepsie to New York and up our own dear river to
Bridgeboro. The Ravens and the Elks wish me to offer the brave explorer,
Mr.
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