"
"We haven't got any paste either," Willie shouted.
"Poor, but honest," Gaylong said.
Then Harry put his arm around little Willie Wide-awake's shoulder, awful
nice and friendly like, and he said, "Don't you mind him, Bill old boy. Let
him grouch. Now let's you and I see what we can find there."
Gee, he was awful nice and it made me like him a lot. Because, anyway, it
showed that even if he was kind of wild and reckless, he could be nice to a
little fellow like that. I wish he'd be a scoutmaster, but I don't believe
he ever will. He's got too many dates. We all looked into the fire and
listened when he began.
He said, "I can see old Grouch Gaylong, there, with a fine scout uniform
and one of those big long sticks and about 'steen hundred badges; badges
for being sarcastic, badges for lying on his back and sticking his feet up
in the air, Calamity Jane badges-all kinds. I can see you head of the
Church Mice patrol, only the Church Mice have struck it rich. They won't
speak to the Silver Foxes any more. See that long, thin flame? That's one
of their tails."
"I can see the American flag," Willie Wide-awake said.
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