A trumpet, slightly off-key, blared a triumphal salute.
Pulling his armor into place, Dan marched into the ceremonial hall to take his position in front of a torch bearer. Addressing the onlooking parents, he said clearly:
“Among us tonight there are a few who have not yet joined the Knights of the Round Table. Although these newcomers have no armor of steel, they are equipped with armor of good will, squareness and honor. So we are gathered here to welcome them into our circle. Bring the first man forward!”
Brad, holding a torch high, led Jack Phillips from the sidelines. At a signal, the boy knelt on his left knee in front of Dan, who said:
“As a knight of the Cub Scout organization, you must promise always to do your part. You must follow our leader, obey his orders and give good will.”
“I promise always to do my best,” slowly repeated Jack, who had been coached in his lines.
With his wooden sword, Dan tapped the boy lightly on the shoulder.
“I dub thee a Knight of the Round Table,” he said. “As a knight and member of Den 2, you are expected to help with all our crusades. Arise!”
As Jack scrambled up, everyone cheered and clapped. The ceremony however, was not over.
“We welcome you, Sir Jack!” Dan continued. “Don your armor!”