Tom Slade at Temple Camp Part 23
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"Fine. You ought to see him eat. He's a whole famine in himself. You mustn't mind him," he added; "he has notions."
"Oh," said Tom, "I'm used to being snubbed. It just amuses me in his case."
"How's tracking?"
"Punk. There's so much dust you can't make a track. What we need is rain, so we can get some good plain prints. That's the only way to teach a tenderfoot. Jeb says dust ought to be good enough, but he's a fiend."
"He could track an aeroplane," said Garry. "Everything's pretty dry, I guess."
"You'd say so," said Tom, "if you were down through those east woods.
You could light a twig with a sun gla.s.s. They're having forest fires up back of Tannerstown."
"I saw the smoke," said Garry.
"There's a couple of hoboes down the cut a ways; we tracked them today, cooking over a loose fire. I tried to get them to cut it out; told 'em they'd have the whole woods started. They only laughed. I'm going to report it to J. R."
"They on the camp land?"
"If they were they'd have been off before this."
They strolled out to the edge of the cut and looked off across the country beyond where the waning sunlight fell upon the dense woods, touching the higher trees with its lurid glow. Over that way smoke arose and curled away in the first twilight.
"There's some good timber gone to kindling wood over there," said Garry.
"It's going to blow up to-night," said Tom; "look at the flag."
They watched the banner as it fluttered and spread in the freshening breeze.
"Looks pretty, don't it?" said Tom. "Shall we haul it down?"
"No, let the kid do it."
Garry called and the little fellow came over for the task he loved.
"Sunset," said Garry. "Now just look at his muscle," he added, winking at Tom. "By the time this precious three weeks is up, he'll be a regular Samson."
Garry walked a few paces down the hill with Tom. "I wish I could have had a chance to thank Mr. Temple when he was here," he said, "for this bully camp and that extra time arrangement."
"He deserves thanks," said Tom.
They walked on for a few moments in silence.
"You--_you_ don't think I'm a coward, do you?" said Tom, suddenly. "I wouldn't speak about it to anyone but you. But I can't help thinking about it sometimes. I wouldn't speak about it even to Roy--now."
"Of course, I don't. I think you were a little rattled, that's all. I've been the same myself. For a couple of seconds you didn't know what to do--you were just up in the air--and by the time you got a grip on yourself--I had cheated you out of it. You were just going to dive, weren't you?"
"Sometimes it's hard to make a fellow understand," said Tom, not answering the question. "I can't tell you just what I was thinking.
That's my own business. I--I've got it in my Handbook. But all I want to know is, _you_ don't think I'm a coward, do you?"
"Sure, I don't."
Garry turned back and Tom went on down the winding path through the woods to camp. The breeze, becoming brisker, blew the leaves this way and that, and as he plodded on through the dusk he had to lower his head to keep his hat from blowing off. The wind brought with it a faint but pungent odor which reminded him of the autumn days at home when he and Roy raked up the leaves and burned them behind the Blakeley house. He avoided this train of thought. His face was stolid, and his manner dogged as he hurried on, with the rather clumsy gait which still bore the faintest trace of the old shuffle Barrel Alley had known so well.
Near the camp he ran plunk into Roy.
"h.e.l.lo," he said.
"h.e.l.lo," said Roy, and pa.s.sed on.
"Roy," Tom called after him, "I want to speak to you a minute."
Roy paused.
"I--I was thinking--do you smell smoke, Roy? It makes me think how we used to rake up the leaves."
Roy said nothing.
"I understand the troop is going home tomorrow and some of you are going in the _Good Turn_. I hope you'll have a fine trip--like when we came up. I wish you could all stay longer. It makes me kind of homesick to see you all go."
"We might have stayed longer," said Roy, coldly, "only--is that all you want to say to me?" he broke off.
"I just want to say good-bye and----"
"All right, good-bye," said Roy, and walked away.
Tom watched him for a few seconds, then went on down to supper.
CHAPTER XVII
THE WINNING OF THE GOLDEN CROSS
The wind had become so strong that it was necessary to move the mess boards around to the leeward side of the pavilion. Several fellows remarked on the pungent odor which permeated the air and a couple who had been stalking spoke of the woods fires over beyond Tannerstown.
Garry was not at supper, nor the little sandy-haired fellow, but the others of his patrol came down before the meal was over.
"Guess we'll cut out yarns to-night," said Jeb Rushmore, "and hike out on a little tour of inspection."
"There are a couple of tramps in the woods this side of the cut, right up the hill a ways," said Tom.
"We need rain, that's sure," said another scout.
"Maybe we'll get some with this wind," remarked another.
"No, I reckon it's a dry wind," said Mr. Rushmore, looking about and sniffing audibly. "Gol smash it," he added, rising and sniffing still louder. "Thar's somethin' in the air."
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