There was some hot water, fortunately, and in another minute the quick-witted camp doctor had bathed the face and hands of the patient with this, as warm as Landy could stand it. Then he started to apply the contents of the small bottle, to the intense enjoyment of Ty who seemed to consider the whole thing in the light of a huge joke.
"Say, you'll be a beaut, Landy, and no mistake!" he chuckled.
"What's that matter, if it only does the business?" demanded the other.
"That'th common thenthe, anyhow," commented Ted, as he continued to make sure that every inch of affected skin was liberally treated with the liquid, which, as he said before, was of a magenta color.
"There comes Elmer, and now we'll know," remarked Ty.
The other two came hurrying back to camp. Poor Landy, whose eyes were really looking half shut, turned a beseeching gaze upon the patrol leader.
"Was it poison ivy, Elmer?" he asked, anxiously.
"Not in a thousand years," came the hearty reply.
"Oh, that's almost too good to be true!" said Landy, with the tears standing in his eyes, for he had begun to fear that he was in for a horrible experience.
"What was it then?" asked Ty.