He was glad that old Pop Winters was prejudiced against automobiles6, because he himself was prejudiced against the taxi rates for these. He realized that he was doing good turns on a rather dangerous margin7. Suppose he could not get a horse and buggy for five dollars? No incentive8 could induce him to borrow money; it was not in the Cowell blood to do that. Well, he was in for it, and he would see....
On his way through Main Street he paused for a final, wistful look at the scout9 regalia displayed in the store window. He had put an end to those hopes. Well, you can’t do everything. On his journey along the quiet road, he thought of the contest, the big event at camp, except for the closing carnival10. And he let his thoughts dwell pleasantly on his new comrades, the generous, elated, simple-hearted Elks11.
He had heard the Elks ridiculed13 good-naturedly as a sort of ramshackle patrol, without medals or distinction. They had only four merit badges among them. He would try to bring them into the limelight. He rather dreaded14 appearing in an “event.” However, he could so concentrate his mind on his single aim that he would not see the throngs—just the same as when he had looked at Madden.
Well, thought he, for a boy who had made such a bungle15 at the start, he was doing pretty well. He had a date with Pop Winters for the twenty-fifth, a date with the “doc” on the first, and on the tenth a date with Temple Camp. On that last day the world should hear of the Elk12 Patrol. And through all, he would have kept his original promise; not compromised with it, or sidestepped it, but just kept it, without trying to beg off or have it modified. That was the way to do things. Remembering the way those eyes of Lincoln had looked at him, he was glad, proud, that he had done that way....
That, indeed, had always been Wilfred’s way. He had never tried to bargain with his mother or to weary her into surrender. He respected his word. And he accepted consequences.
Instead of cutting up through the camp grounds, he went down the by-road to the Archer16 farm. There was nothing unusual in his request for a horse and buggy for July twenty-fifth. Mr. Archer kept a horse and buggy especially for hire by the “folks over t’ th’ camp.” The buggy was as old as Pop Winters and the horse was so docile17 that a horse on a merry-go-round would have seemed wild in comparison.
“I thought I’d ask you in plenty of time,” Wilfred said to Mr. Archer.
“Well, I d’know but what that’ll be all right,” old Mr. Archer drawled, pausing and leaning on his rake. He availed himself of the brief recess18 to mop his beady forehead. “You youngsters allus used me right. You drive I s’pose?”
“That’s one thing I know how to do,” said Wilfred.
“Just myself and an old man in Terryville,” Wilfred said. He told Mr. Archer the facts. “It isn’t the driving that’s worrying me,” he concluded, “but I’ve only got five dollars—and—eh—I’m afraid—I guess that isn’t enough, is it?”
“Well, I allus git eight dollars for the day,” Mr. Archer pondered aloud, “but I d’know as I’ll charge you that. You seem ter be a kind of right decent youngster. You come over and git the rig—when is it?”
“On the twenty-fifth,” said Wilfred.
“And we’ll say five dollars, on’y don’t you go lettin’ on ter them folks ter the camp what I done; that’s just twixt me and you. I got a kind of a likin’ ter you, that’s why.”
“That’s just the same with me,” Wilfred laughed. “I’ve got a kind of a liking19 to him—Pop Winters, I mean. I was good and scared coming home; I was afraid I’d made a promise I couldn’t keep, maybe.”
“Well, yer hain’t sceered now, be ye?”
“Do—do you want me to give you the five dollars now? I guess I will because maybe I might lose it.”
“No, if you give it ter me I might spend it,” said Mr. Archer.
“Well, anyway, I guess I won’t lose it,” said Wilfred, “because I’ve got it pinned to my shirt, inside.”
“I wouldn’ know ye was one of them scouts20, ye don’t wear none of them furbishings,” Mr. Archer commented.
“I’m going to get a scout suit next summer, I guess,” Wilfred said.
He did not know it but this was his second triumph—pretty good for a boy who had been called Wilfraid Coward, and edged out of a scout patrol. But he knew the little triumph he had won among the admiring Elks and his thoughts now were bent21 on making that triumph good and redeeming22 himself in the eyes of the whole camp. He dreaded the big event, as a diffident boy would, but he would think of the contest and not the crowd. He would look straight at the thing he was to do.
Of one thing he was resolved; if—if—he won the radio set, it must be installed in Connie Bennett’s house when they returned to Bridgeboro. Connie was patrol leader. And besides that, Wilfred’s home was so small that there really was no place in it for the patrol to assemble.
“There I go counting my chickens before they’re hatched,” he laughed to himself, as he made his way over to the camp.
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