If you, too, have always taken it for granted that delinquency is a crop native only to the teeming metropolis, Albert S. Goss, Master of the National Grange, has a shock for you.
“The farmer,” reports Mr. Goss, “is now disturbed about the rapid increase in delinquency. He has finally come to the conclusion that the greatest influence (in combatting delinquency) is that of character-building organizations, the results of which he is delighted with.”
Among character-building organizations, “Scouting for the country kid,” adds Mr. Goss, “is a natural, for he has many things right at his back door that Scouting offers (and) every one of the Granges can sponsor a Scout Unit. There are 7,100 sub-units in the United States, and a special effort is being made this year to push this. The sub-units themselves own about 4,000 buildings.”
Mr. Goss was speaking at a meeting of the National Committee on Rural Scouting late last October. The meeting was presided over by Mr. Wheeler McMillen, Committee Chairman. Mr. McMillen, known for his interest in rural youth, is moderator of this month’s round table, “Reaching Out,” which you’ll find on page [4].
Old Mags
The fondest dream of any editor is that you, dear reader, cherish and possess your magazine through eternity. But, no respecters of dreams are the 2,000 Boys’ Clubs of Britain. Magazine-hungry, they’ll gladly accept any and all back numbers of any magazine, providing it’s American. Mail ’Em to E. H. G. Barwell, Peace Haven, 25 Chantry Close, Kenton, Middlesex, England.
Brothers
Troop 23 of Schenectady, New York, did go to camp last summer, although there was some hectic scrambling at the last minute to raise funds. You see, Troop 23 was financially set pretty well in advance, but along came June, and clear across the continent Vanport, Oregon, went down under fifteen feet of water. Scouts of Troop 23 read of how two Vanport Scout Troops and two Cub Packs barely got ashore with the clothes on their backs, so the boys from Schenectady began packing. To Vanport went haversacks, uniforms, pins, badges, and a welter of miscellany. But still the packages didn’t look impressive enough to Troop 23, so into the treasury they dived and came up with $35 of their camp funds.
No moral needed.
Fifty Means Forty