add a little sugar and serve.

The Ravens voted the name Sprite, the Elks voted the name Fly and the
Silver Foxes voted the name Weetonka, on account of me. Then we wrote
all these letters down and mixed them all up and arranged them every
which way, till we got this name:

RESOPEKITWAFTENLY

Oh, boy, some laugh we had over that name. We were all sitting around in
the two cabin rooms and believe me, it was some giggling match.

"It sounds like a Bolshevik name," Westy Martin said.

"You wait till the infernal revenue people get that name," I said, "it'll
knock'em out." Because, of course, I knew we'd have to send the name to
the infernal revenue people--I mean internal or eternal or whatever you
call it--because you have to do that to get your license number.

"It's a good name," I said, "you don't see it every day."

"Thank goodness for that," Doc Carson said, It's as long as a spelling
lesson or Pee-wee's tongue."

"It'll be a pretty expensive name; it'll take a lot of paint," Brick
Warner said.

"We should worry," I said.

So then I made some coffee, because I'm the troop cook, and we thought