the Silver-plated Foxes, but that's because we can them the Raving
Patrol and the reason we call them the Raving Patrol is on account of
Pee-wee.

Let's see, where was I? Oh yes, the Silver Foxes took care of Bridgeboro.
Brick Warner (He's red-headed) has a Complex car or a Simplex, or
whatever you call it--I should worry. I mean his father has it. He's got
a dandy father; he gave Brick five dollars so that we could have a
blow--out at lunch time. Oh, boy, we had two blow--outs and a puncture.

We got over two hundred books that day--light literature, dark
literature, all colors. I could tell you a lot of things that happened
that day, because we did a lot of good turns, and one bad turn, when
we grazed a telegraph pole. What cared we? But you'll care more about
hearing of Pee-wee and the raving Ravens and how they made out. ...

Anyway, I guess I might as well tell you now about the scouts in my
patrol. Don't ever borrow trouble, but get to be a patrol leader, and
you'll have troubles of your own. Then you can pick out the one you
want and I'll drown the rest. After that I'll tell you about the grand
drive in Little Valley.

First in the Silver Fox Patrol comes Roy Blakeley--that's me. I'm
patrol leader and I've got eleven merit badges. I've got two sisters too.
One of them is crazy about the movies.

I've got seven scouts to look after and Captain Kidd, the parrot--he's
our mascot. Our patrol color is green and he's green with a yellow neck.
He's got one merit badge-for music. Good night! Then comes Westy Martin,
and Dorry Benton and Huntley Manners and Sleuth Seabury, because he's a