“We didn’t have quite enough thrills on our hike,” said Warde, “so please take the wheel and let’s have it over with.”
“Wheel? Just try and find a wheel,” said Hervey. “You’d stand a better chance of taking the reins.”
“Taking the reins? I should worry as long as the rains don’t take us!” said I.
“Will you stop your fooling, Roy,” asked Warde, “and get started?”
It’s really a shame how they pick on poor little me.
Well, we finally got the thing all set ready to go.
“Say, Roy, we ought to have a speech in honor of the first ride with the Boy Scouts!” said the Maniac.
“Speech, speech,” cried several boys.
“Let’s sere—I mean christen it,” said Pee-wee.
“Yes,” said Hervey, “we must do this thing right and spare no expenses.”