"Guess they can't be much," Rod replied, somewhat nettled. "Grandad
and Captain Josh know about most everything, and if they haven't heard
of them they can't be of much account."

"But they are," Whyn insisted. "Douglas was a patrol leader, and he
told me what they did. They met in the school-room of our church, and
had such a great time. They had a supper, too; every month, and when
that was over they sang songs and played games."

"Is that all they did?"

"Oh, no. They had to work hard, for they had to learn so many things.
To get the tenderfoot badge, they had to know the scout law, how to tie
knots, and a whole lot about the flag."

"H'm, I guess I know about knots," and Rod gave his head a superior
toss. "Captain Josh taught me about them."

"But did he teach you how to help people who cut themselves, or break
their arms, or if some one falls into the water, how to bring him back
to life?"

"Why, no! Can the scouts do that?"

"Sure they can. I know of a scout who jumped off a wharf, and rescued
a little girl. When he had her out of the water he brought her back to
life, when everybody else thought that she was dead."

"Gee!" It was all that Rod could say, for he was becoming deeply