【英文原著类】boy scouts in mexico(墨西哥儿童侦察员).pdf

BOY SCOUTS IN MEXICO
BOY SCOUTS IN
MEXICO
(Or On Guard with Uncle Sam)
Scout Master, G. Harvey Ralphson
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BOY SCOUTS IN MEXICO
CHAPTER I. PLANNING A
VACATION.
"After all, it is what's in a fellow's head, and not what's in his pocket,
that counts in the long run."
"That's true enough! At least it proved so in our case. That time in the
South we had nothing worth mentioning in our pockets, and yet we had
the time of our lives."
"I don't think you ever told us about that."
"That was the time we went broke at Nashville, Tennessee. We missed
our checks, in some ountable way, yet we had our heads with us, and
we rode the Cumberland and Ohio rivers down to the Mississippi at Cairo,
in a houseboat of our own construction."
The speaker, e Fremont, a slender boy of seventeen, with
spirited black eyes and a resolute face, sat back in his chair and laughed at
the memory of that impecunious time, while the others gathered closer
about him.
Fremont was ostensibly in the employ of James Cameron, the wealthy
speculator, but was regarded by that worthy gentleman as an adopted son
rather than merely as a worker in his office force. Seven years before, Mr.
Cameron had e interested in the bright-faced newsboy, and had
taken him into his own home, where he had since been treated as a
member of the family.
"Went broke in the South, did you?" asked one of the group gathered
before an open grate fire in the luxuriously furnished clubroom of the
Black Bear Patrol, in the upper portion of a handsome uptown residence,
in the city of New York. "Go on and tell us about it! What's the matter
with the Tennessee river, or the Rio Grande?"
"If you had no money, how did you get your houseboat?" asked
another member of the group. "Houseboats don't grow on bushes down
there, do they?"
"Oh, we had a little money," e Fremont replied, "but not enough
to take us to Chicago in Pullman coaches. The joint purse was somewhere
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