led, because it pulled his hair and hurt him. I don't say I was glad to sit up there and watch him, because there isn't m

king it worse for himself. I guess even if he had gotten the paper off, he'd still be blind, because the gum would keep his eyes shut. By that time I knew I was safe, because he was even more helpless than he would have been if I had shot him and not kill

if I was in such a fix as that. If I had only had a pistol I would have shot him, but boy scouts don't carry pistols-only

ny more I felt sorry for him-that's the honest truth. I saw how he was beaten and I felt sorry for him. I knew he was really stronger than I was, and that it wasn't a fair fight. I don't care what he intended to do, it wasn't a fai

nk as far as I dared. I have to admit I was sort of scared, but you have t

But after a couple of minutes I managed it and then I tied the other end of the rope to the tree. After t

even then. So I just started off along the path, going scout pace, and when I got a little way off so I kne

done my good turn yet and