Roy Blakely, Pathfinder

you'll get left. It starts at the soda fountain in Warner's Drug Store on Bridge Street in Catskill, New York, and it ends at the soda fountain in B

Lake twenty times. Black Lake would be just a spool-good night! In one place it was tied in a bowline knot, bu

except just a hike, maybe it would be slow, but he said it couldn't be slow if we went a hundred miles in one book. He said more likely the book would be arrested for speeding. I should worry. "Forty miles are as many as it's safe to go in one

book will have a good st

ense), he said, "If there are two hundred pages in the b

low should ski

n't be hiking, w

e I'll write

book, but I never go scout

"this is a differe

ns," Harry Donnelle said, "but I ne

I said, "this story is

arithmetic. He said, "If there are two hundred pages and thirty lines on a page

ord. The only place a fellow can get a c

said, "I wi

re is mine,

d you, you could writ

tell me; I admi

plot?" he b

undred feet," I came back at him, "with a twen

tter not to have any plot at all, because a plot wo

t in a wheelbarrow?"

, "hiking through a book wit

oo," Westy Martin said, "because

lot," I said; "there's lot

e dictionary," Ha

I told him, "It's popula

rry about a p

en Harry Donnelle, he's crazy, and he isn't in our patrol at all.

the best, too. This chapter isn't a part of the hike, so really the story doesn't begin till you get to Warner's Drug Store. You'll know it by the red sign. This chapter is just about our past lives. When I say, "go" then

t now. He got a wound on his arm. His hair is kind of red, too. That's how he got the wound-having red

. But, anyway, I'll tell you this much. Our three patrols went up to camp in his father's house-boat. His father told us we could us

so he came up. He liked me and he called me Skeezeks. Most everybody that's grown up calls me by a nickname. As long as he was there he decided to stay a few days, beca

dn't want t