The next five weeks passed rapidly. The Wolves continued their drills, scout3 games and outings but not once did they clash with the rival Coyotes. This patrol had been organized and completely outfitted4 by Mr. Conyers. Each of the Goosetowners who had suffered arrest was also at work, thanks to Mr. Trevor. It was a new era in juvenile5 Scottsville.
Ten days after the arrests Willie Bonner was able to leave his bed and in a few more days he was on Mr. Trevor’s pay roll, as a[203] chauffeur6 and handy helper about the house and yard. With the boys, however, he was a chum and equal. One would have thought him Art’s brother.
Mr. Trevor had written to the American Aeroplane Company in Newark explaining the situation. As young Bonner had figured, the boy owed the company four hundred dollars, for which the company held a mortgage. This the restored young aviator7 had promised to pay as soon as he could, and the company readily accepted the terms.
“We suggest,” wrote the president, “that you do not attempt to do this while it is a burden to you.” (The boy had also written to his old employers.) “Your treatment by the circus was outrageous8 and we sympathize with you. We were sorry to lose your services and will be glad to re?mploy you at any time. If you prefer to remain in the west until you have paid the expenses of your illness we will suspend payments on the engine until you are in a position to resume them.”
This suited Bonner and was received by his new associates with joy. As soon as it was determined9 that Bonner (or Bonny as he was immediately rechristened) was to stay in[204] Scottsville that summer and fall, two much discussed secret plans were at once laid before the new boy; that he become a member of the Wolf Patrol and that the entire patrol join with Bonner, financially and physically10, to restore the wrecked11 aeroplane.
Why this project should have been made a secret was hard to say. It was a matter of business with Bonny. But there was a boyish feeling among his fellow scouts12 that the rebuilding of the aeroplane in secret gave the project a glamor13 of romance—like a satisfied puppy gnawing14 over a hidden bone—and the attempt to restore the flying machine was to be made without the knowledge of any outsider.
Mr. Trevor, however, had to be consulted. Manifestly the wareroom where the broken planes were stored was no place to make repairs. A happy expedient16 was hit upon. Mr. Trevor owned several farms and one of these, the Cloverdale Stock Farm, was just beyond the town limits on the bluff17 north of the river bottom.
Here there were the usual barns, wagon18 sheds, cribs and silos. And in addition there was a low, wide implement19 house—full of farm tools and wagons20 in the winter but empty[205] in the summer. Cloverdale being an up-to-date farm, one end of the implement building—“Shed No. 4”—was a smithy, with a forge for shoeing horses and a carpenter’s bench for the ordinary farm repairs.
Cloverdale was a mile and a half from town. The road that passed by the sycamore-tree resort wound its way across the river bottom and then turned east on the bluff. Finally it reached the river again and descended21 once more to cross a rattling22 iron bridge where, on the far side of the bridge, the road made its way between two pieces of open woods.
These, clean and free from dead timber, were favorite picnic grounds for all of Scottsville. Midway between the bridge and where the road reached the top of the bluff was Cloverdale Farm, whose dairy and fat cattle were the pride of that part of the country.
To this place, after nine o’clock one evening, when a mist of rain had driven most of Scottsville indoors, a farm wagon carried the remnants of the wrecked aeroplane. When these had been stowed within the blackness of “Shed No. 4” and its owner and Art and Connie had hurried back to town in Mr. Trevor’s automobile,[206] another significant step had been taken in that summer’s adventures.
Although the Wolves and Coyotes had not clashed in these and the preceding days, they were well aware of each other’s doings. And, as nearly always happens, when the erring23 individual reforms or tries to, many persons rushed to the Goosetowners’ aid with never a thought of the others who had stuck to a reasonably straight and narrow path.
“I suppose you notice,” observed Art to Connie one day, “that we ain’t in it any more. People used to come out and make nice remarks when the Wolves marched by with our flag flyin’ and our new suits shinin’. The Coyotes were up on the public square last night durin’ the band concert, paradin’ around an’ gettin’ more applause ’an we ever did.”
“That ain’t all, neither,” retorted Connie. “Most o’ the Coyotes work over to the table factory. They’re a-givin’ it out that the factory folks is goin’ to send their patrol up to the state fair to march in the big parade carryin’ a banner sayin’ ‘Scottsville Tables.’”
“Well,” remarked Willie Bonner who was with the boys, “isn’t that what you wanted?”
“Sure,” answered Art. “Only, I kind o’[207] thought that we’d mix a little. Now they don’t seem to know we’re on earth. I ain’t jealous of ’em, only I wish they knew we was still doin’ business.”
The last week in July an annual religious camp meeting opened a session on its grounds fifteen miles from Scottsville. To the surprise and joy of the Wolves they were invited to attend the opening and participate in the “young people’s outdoor program.” A few days before the event it was learned that the Coyotes had also been invited and what was more to the point, that their employers had given them the day off.
“I’m bully24 glad they’re goin’,” said Davy Cooke at the first gathering25 of the Wolves. “That’s better’n drinkin’ beer an’ stealin’ horses. An’ I reckon,” he added, “it’ll be a case o’ the prodigal26 son. When the fatted calf27 is barbecued, the Coyotes’ll probably get the choice cuts.”
“You ain’t sorry, are you?” laughed Willie Bonner as usual. “I kind o’ think you fellows have had your share o’ calf an’ other good things.”
“Sorry?” exclaimed Connie. “Of course[208] not. We don’t want any the best of it. But we’re gettin’ tired o’ playin’ second fiddle28.”
“All we want,” broke in Art, “is an even break.”
When the eventful day came, sure enough, the Coyotes boarded the same train. Both patrols entered the same car. There was a volley of jocularity, good-natured salutations and then some mixing of fellow scouts. There had certainly been a revolution in the Goosetown representatives. Shining shoes, scrubbed faces and hands and freshly ironed shirts and ties were as general among the Coyotes as the Wolves.
“Now you watch ’em,” whispered Art to Connie when the camp grounds were reached. “All the women an’ the preachers’ll take ’em up. An’ they’ll head the procession—you’ll see.”
“Mebbe we’d better tell the camp meetin’ folks we’ve reformed too,” suggested Connie.
“That’s no joke,” replied Art. “The original Boy Scouts,” he went on with a smile, “will soon be back numbers.”
“Cheer up! Cheer up!” exclaimed Willie Bonner who was also resplendent in hat and khaki, “you ought to be proud of your work.”
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As predicted by Art, while the camp grounds committee gave all the scouts a cordial reception, it lingered with the reformed Goosetowners. And also as predicted, when the camp grounds band set out for the big tabernacle, the Coyote Patrol held the right of line. Then came the “ancient and honorable” Wolf Patrol, gay and resplendent in spite of some secret jealousy29, and, after these, various bodies of boys and girls, Christian30 Endeavorers, Sunday School classes, Young Men’s Christian Association representatives and Willing Workers.
When the procession reached the assembly hall, speeches of welcome were made; there was a short address extolling31 the work of the young people and some special remarks on the Boy Scout movement. When the speaker told how the Boy Scout idea “brings all classes of boys together, the rich and the poor, and levels all to one plane of comradeship and equality,” Art nudged Wart32 Ware15 and whispered:
“Unless you’ve been a real tough. Then it seems to level you up on top o’ the other fellows.”
“And now,” concluded the speaker, “as appropriate to this day’s outdoor program, it is[210] my pleasure to announce that the association has provided a number of beautiful prizes to be awarded the winners in an athletic33 contest—‘track events’ I believe you call them. Of course these events are open to all our young friends. But, I feel sure,” he added with a beaming smile, “that none of us will be surprised if all the prizes are captured by our young athletic friends and guests, the Boy Scouts of Scottsville. We will now adjourn34 to the recreation field.”
If the fourteen Wolves had each and instantly swallowed a lump of ice the chill that each felt at these words could not have been more pronounced.
“It’s a put-up job,” whispered Sammy Addington.
“It winds up the last of our little ball o’ yarn,” added Wart under his breath.
“What do you think o’ that?” gasped35 Art to Connie behind his hand. “It’s like a gang o’ freshies tackling the varsity team at football. It ain’t square!”
Connie looked at the near-by Coyotes. To tell the truth the latter showed no assurance themselves. They were heavier and in the[211] main, older. And it needed but one look to reassure36 him that it was no “put-up job.”
“They’re worse scared than we are,” answered Connie trying to reassure his chums. “Anyway, we got to go against ’em. They ain’t no gettin’ out o’ it. Buck37 up boys! If they’ve got a hundred yard dash Sammy ought to scare some one. An’ if they high jump what’s the matter with Art!”
Just then the master of ceremonies was introduced to read the program of events. When he reached the end and announced “Relay race, two hundred and twenty yards each, four persons to a side,” Willie Bonner caught Art and Connie by the knees.
“Let me in that,” he whispered. “I’ve done relays—nothin’ to get excited about—but that’s my distance. Cheer up, fellows!”
With grit38, if with but little confidence, the Wolves joined the procession to the recreation green. The Coyotes, less familiar with school and youthful athletics39, followed with curious anticipation40. The program, while it included the main track contests, was not prepared with a view to “team work” and there were no points for the first, second and third. First[212] prizes alone were provided for the winner in each event.
“Remember,” urged Connie to his scouts, “we ain’t entered as a team. Come to think of it we’re not fightin’ the Coyotes.”
“That’s all right,” replied Art, “if you want to look at it that way. But I don’t. We’ll know and they’ll know. An’ ever’body’ll know when it’s over what they took an’ what we took. An’ the patrol ’at gets the most prizes’ll lick the other. An’ we’re licked now, don’t you forget that. Who’s goin’ to put the twelve pound shot against Hank Milleson?”
“All right,” responded Connie, “let ’em. Muscle and bone ain’t the only things.”
For an hour the athletic meet aroused enthusiasm. Event after event was run off with yells and cheers, and at noon when the big basket dinner was announced in the Grove42, fourteen sweating Wolves had what they had feared—a decisive defeat. There were no tears and there was no anger but there were set lips and flushed faces. Art’s tabulation43 of results was as follows:
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Events.—Winner.
100 yard dash—Sammy Addington, Wolf; Time 11? sec.
440 yard run—James Compton, Coyote; Time 1 min. 3? sec.
880 yard run—Martin Clare, Coyote; Time 2 min. 45 sec.
1 mile run—Jack Chandler, Y. M. C. A.; Time 5 min. 56? sec.
Putting 12 lb. shot—Henry Milleson, Coyote; Dist. 28 ft. 7? in.
High jump—Job Wilkes, Coyote; height 4 ft. 11 in.
Running broad jump—Henry Milleson, Coyote; dist. 15 ft. 3 in.
Relay race, 220 yards each, 4 men on a side.
Sammy Addington, Wolf; │
David Cooke, Wolf; │ Time
Lewis Ashwood, Wolf; │ 1 min., 50? sec.
William Bonner, Wolf; │
“There it is,” growled Art. “Five prizes to our two. An’ headin’ the procession! An’ goin’ to the state fair to show off! Where do we get off?”
Connie, who had been watching the Coyotes reforming company in silence, turned suddenly to his companions. Instead of replying to[214] Art’s question, he exclaimed in a whisper, “Come here, kids! I’ve got an idea. Mebbe it’s rotten, but listen!”
For several moments he spoke44 earnestly in whispers, glancing quickly from one to the other. There were constant interruptions from the puzzled Wolves and explanations in turn from Art and Wart. Then all attention seemed centered in Willie Bonner. When he finally nodded his head with an approving laugh Connie turned and walked quickly to the Coyote crowd.
“Well, kids,” began the Wolf Patrol Leader, “I want to congratulate you. You put it over us all right.”
“What d’you mean?” asked Hank Milleson.
“Why you beat us, fair and square.”
“Beat you?” continued Hank. “How’s that?”
“Didn’t you win five events to our two?”
“Five to two?” repeated Hank. “Oh, yes! Yes, I guess so. It was a lot o’ fun, wasn’t it?”
“Yes,” answered Connie. “But we don’t like to be licked. You fellows got more muscle an’ wind ’an we have but we got a game we think we can beat you at.”
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“What’s that?” exclaimed several.
“It’s a scout game,” replied Connie. “You know ‘When Scout Meets Scout’?”
“Sure,” every one answered.
“The first week in August we’re goin’ to camp out in the picnic woods up on the river. If you kids think you can lick us at ever’thing, we dare you to fix a day for a game of ‘When Scout Meets Scout,’ the winners to be the champion Boy Scouts of Scottsville. How about it?”
“Purty soft,” exclaimed Nick Apthorp tantalizingly45. “We’ll be there an’ we’ll be the champeens.”
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