THE BOY SCOUTS
IN THE ROCKIES
CHAPTER I.
PERILS OF THE MOUNTAIN TRAIL.
"How is the cripple crowd coming on these days? Hello! Step Hen, any more snake bites? Hope you're not limping with that other leg, now?"
"I should say not, Thad. But I'm always going to believe you did a lot to keep the poison from getting into my system, when you sucked that wound."
"And how about your game limb, Giraffe—was it the right, or the left you bruised so badly on the stones when you fell?"
"The left one, Thad; but thank goodness it's healing up just prime, now. That magic salve did the business in great shape, I tell you."
"Allan, I notice that you still have a halt once in a while. That old bear trap sure took a nasty grip on your leg, didn't it, though?"