rs could have seen what you did, after only glimpsing the
article long ago, they would have said, just as I do, that you
deserve a heap of credit, that's what."

"Well, I'm done with the whole business right now," Bud continued
firmly. "Find that it gets too much of a hold on my mind to bother
with while I'm still going to school. Day and night I couldn't
think of anything but monoplanes, cylinders, drag brakes, propellers,
guy wires, wing-tips, levers, barographs, barometers, searchlights,
volplaning and all such stuff. It was wearing on my mind, you see.
I even dreamed of flying, and came near taking a header out of my
bedroom window that would have given me a broken leg, or twisted my
neck so I could see both ways to Sunday. So I called it off, and
threw up the sponge for keeps."

"I think you were wise to do it, if you kept worrying over things
like that," Hugh told him, as they walked along together to school.

Lieutenant Fosdick continued to show considerable interest in the
young leader of the Wolf patrol. He had even asked Hugh to write to
him occasionally, and promised that as opportunities arose he would
reply to each and every communication. He knew that he could
describe plenty of adventures, which of course always come thick
and fast to the men in the Army Flying Squadron, even during times
of piping peace.

When Lieutenant Denmead came back from his trip and heard that his
old friend had been in the vicinity, he declared himself very much
disappointed not to have had a chance to see Fosdick again. Of course
what Hugh had to relate concerning the warmth of the greeting given
himself and two chums in the aviation camp pleased the Scout Master
considerably, also.

"I can see that you met some exciting times up there in the woods,
son," he remarked, "and so please begin right at the start and tell
me everything, no matter how small and insignificant it may seem in
your eyes. I'm just in the humor to enjoy a rattling tale of
adventure."

He admitted, after Hugh had finished his recital, that he got it, too;
for there was much to thrill the nerves of even such an experienced
army man as he, in the narrative which the boy spun, every word of
it absolutely true.

Winter set in soon afterwards, so that the scouts were not able to
take other outings. They had to content themselves with their weekly
meetings in the club rooms, but they laid out a vigorous campaign for
the next season. That is alwa