“The sequel of this exploit was that Mrs. Corbett and her young child were taken into the Hartwell home which seems likely to be a permanent refuge for both.
“It is respectfully submitted to the Rotary Club that this good turn contains both of the elements required for the winning of the Yellowstone award, viz., generosity of purpose and prowess in the consequent exploit.”
“How about that, scouts, all right?” Mr. Ellsworth concluded. “Anybody want to add anything?”
“Three cheers for Warde Hollister!” two or three scouts shouted instinctively.
“Oh, boy, we’re going to have a trip to Yellowstone Park in our troop!” vociferated Pee-wee. “Will you send me some post cards from there?”
“Three cheers for the Silver Foxes,” shouted Roy; “we thank you.”
“You make me tired, you didn’t do it!” shouted Pee-wee. “Any one would think you were the one that did it, to hear you shout.”
“I’m the one that had the responsibility,” Roy shot back; “he’s in my patrol.”
“How about you, Warde?” Mr. Ellsworth laughed. “All O. K.?”
“Sure it’s O. K.,” shouted Pee-wee; “it’s dandy language.”