Pee-wee fired the first shot.
CHAPTER XXXIV—TR-R-AITORS!
That was the only shot in the whole war. It was a punk war. Harry said, “Let the bloodshed cease; who’ll volunteer to go in as a courier?”
Pee-wee shouted, “I will.”
So Harry gave him the note and told him to stick a white popcorn bar on a stick for a flag of truce. Honest, if you could have seen that kid start off with the note in one hand and that popcorn flag of truce in the other and his mouth all stuck up with licorice candy, you’d have laughed till you cried.
We waited for about ten minutes but still he didn’t come out, so Harry called for another volunteer and Westy went in, because he said he could remember just what was in the note. Good night, he didn’t come out again, either.
“WE’RE MAKING A DESPERATE CALVARY CHARGE,” SHOUTED PEE-WEE.
Harry said, “This is very strange; they’ve either deserted or they’re being held as prisoners.”
Then Charlie Seabury said he’d go in, so he pinned a marshmallow onto his buttonhole and went through the admission gate. But he didn’t come back, either.