easily imagine how she wrapped her arms about the boy, and pressed him
again and again to her bosom, thanking Heaven that the child she had
watched grow from babyhood until he was now almost as tall as his father,
should show signs of proving himself a worthy successor to the "good
Doctor," as every one knew him.

That night the boys had the darkness to contend with when they started
for the place of meeting, though the late moon might show her smiling
face before the time came for them to return home.

There were just twenty-two who reported at roll call that evening at
eight, and one need only glance around at the faces of the boys, both
large and small, to be positive that the enthusiasm, instead of dying
out, was increasing by leaps and bounds.

When the meeting had been called to order, the one subject that
interested those gathered was the question of obtaining their uniforms
and other outfit.

A warm discussion arose shortly when Jack asked for information
concerning the right of any scout to assist a fellow member who might be
behind in earning the necessary amount.

Some believed one way, while others seemed to look at it in another
light, and not a few were, as Jack said, "on the fence."

"Listen, fellows, and I'll tell you what I gathered from studying the
books on the Boy Scout movement loaned me by the minister. Here are
twenty or more of us, and we need just so much money for an outfit. Some
can show much more than they need, others fall short, although they may