“I am glad there was something to eat in the pail,” said one.
“You could have chopped the cabin down,” said the other.
“By George!” said the ranchman proudly. “I wrote to your father to send you out here and we’d make a man of you, but it seems to me you are a man already,” he continued as Mary Wright poured forth the story of their rescue.
“No, I am not a man,” said Henry to his uncle, as he flushed with pride at the hearty praise of these men. “I am just a—”
“Just a what?” asked the conductor as the boy hesitated.
“Why, just a Boy Scout,” answered Henry.
