"Some," Tom said.

"Well, if you were in my place, where would you go to look for a trail?
I mean a real trail, not a cow or a horse or Chocolate Drop's kitten.
[Chocolate Drop was the negro cook at Temple Camp.] If I can just dig
up the trail of a wild animal somewhere, right away quick, the Eagle
award is mine--ours. See? Can you give me a tip?"

Tom's answer was characteristic of him and it was not altogether
satisfactory.

"I'm not so stuck on eagles," he said.




CHAPTER V

WHAT'S IN A NAME?


"_You're not?_" Hervey asked in puzzled dismay. "You can bet that every
time I look at that little old gold eagle on top of the flag pole I say,
'Me for you, kiddo.'"

"I like Star Scout better," Tom said, unmoved by his companion's
consternation.

"Why, that means only ten merit badges," Hervey said.