Be Clean, Be Strong, Protect Wild Life alway;
Speak True, Be Reverent, Play Fair as you Strive!
Be Kind; Be Helpful; Glad you are alive.

And the final painting is as in the drawing. Of course the names are not
written on the real thing though the Woodcraft scout should know them.

TALE 106

The Woodcraft Kalendar

[Illustration: The Woodcraft Kalendar]

The Woodcraft Kalendar is founded on the Indian way of noting the
months. Our own ancestors called them "Moons" much as the Indians did.
Our word "month" was once written "moneth" or "monath" which meant a
"moon or moon's time of lasting." The usual names for the moons to-day
are Latin, but we find we get closer to nature if we call them by
their Woodcraft names, and use the little symbols of the Woodcraft
Kalendar.

TALE 107

Climbing the Mountain

Afar in our dry southwestern country is an Indian village; and in the
offing is a high mountain, towering up out of the desert. It is
considered a great feat to climb this mountain, so that all the boys of
the village were eager to attempt it. One day the Chief said: "Now boys,
you you may all go to-day and try to climb the mountain. Start right
after breakfast, and go each of you as far as you can. Then when you are
tired, come back: but let each one bring me a twig from the place where
he turned."

Away they went full of hope, each feeling that he surely could reach the
top.

But soon a fat, pudgy boy came slowly back, and in his hand he held out
to the Chief a leaf of cactus.

The Chief smiled and said: "My boy, you did not reach the foot of the
mountain; you did not even get across the desert."

Later a second boy returned. He carried a twig of sagebrush.

"Well," said the Chief. "You reached the mountain's foot but you did not
climb upward."

The next had a cottonwood spray.

"Good," said the Chief; "You got up as far as the springs."

Another came later with some buckthorn. The Chief smiled when he saw it
and spoke thus: "You were climbing; you were up to the first slide
rock."

Later in the afternoon, one arrived with a cedar spray, and the old man
said: "Well done. You went half way up."

An hour afterward, one came with a switch of pine. To him the Chief
said: "Good; you went to the third belt; you made three quarters of the
climb."

The sun was low when the last returned. He was a tall, splendid boy of
noble character. His hand was empty as he approached the