Roy Blakeley's Adventures in Camp

for all the troop to row over, even though we only had one small

gan getting dark and I could see the lights coming out on all the different boats just like stars. It's kind of fun being alone sometimes. I could see all the lights in the town, too, but what did I care? I said I'd rather be alone where I was. Pretty soon it was too dark to write and so I just sat there thinking.

couldn't see any boats at all, only lights, mo

them to be getting back. It seemed funny that they weren't talking, especially if it was the Raving Ravens (that's what we call the Raven Patrol) because Pee-wee Harris would be sure to b

ing of the oars and I thought that was mighty funny. In a couple of minutes the boat came alongside and I heard someone say, "Pst" very quiet like. I went and

ispered, "Anybody

better by the light shining through the cabin window, and his clothes were all ragged and greasy. He looked pretty tough, but one thing, anyway, he smiled an a

t I'd like for him please to t

there was something about him that kind of mad

know who I

out of this boat and ran away, when it was up the c

a bully little scout. What do you say?" Then he loo

it badges, and I'm a patrol leader," I told him

as only trying to get on the right side of me, and

aders keep sec

ld. Then he hit me a good whack on the shoul

ools who g

as the p

ld all sor

nly hold h

tramp?" I

at's pretty good. I dar

e water. I told him he'd better look out, but he only laughed more, and said I was a great kid. Then

to help me i

it is," I said. Because, jiminy, I wanted to be careful and w

a black plot, but it's

d, "you're not a tramp,

o," he said. "Would you rea

im sure

look like a tram

," I said; "but you don't act like

e reason to laugh," he

got to do me a goo

I told him, "but anyway, I'd like

tenant Donnelle, Mr. Do

run away from the

night!"