Part 10 (2/2)

By the luck which he claiirl of perhaps nineteen or twenty ca lady of the calling card Here, however, Pee-wee's luck deserted him

”We're boy scouts and this is your card,” said the young spokes also a specimen of his confectionery skill

”Oh I just adore it,” said the girl, ”but where did you get lad to rest in the comfortable wicker chairs on the deep, shady porch, and here the girl listened to Pee-wee's graphic account of his finding of the old wallet He explained that it was his regular custoive her no surprise

”But to think that it had my card in it,” she said; ”and that it has been stuck away in that damp, spooky place for two years I think it's _just wonderful_ for you to come and find me And I think it's lovely for you to want to send the letter to that soldier's mother; oh I think it's just _fine_”

”Scouts have to do good turns,” Pee-wee said

”It makes me feel as if I can just see that soldier now,” she said, reading the old letter ”And to think he was on his way here But I just don't know any ot here I just don't know a _single thing_ about him”

”Not even his name?” Warde asked, hopefully

”Not even his na her chair a little closer to them ”All the people around here used to have soldiers from camp to dinner on Sundays”

”I know, they did that in Bridgeboro where we live,” said Warde ”We had a couple of them one Sunday”

”We just sent word to the YMCA that ould be glad to have two soldiers coht that would be nicer We did that several times, mother and I And we never knew the naot here The camp officials wouldn't let us invite them by name It was lots of fun to see what kind of boys caed 'way, 'way out west Once ere expecting two, only one ca to hike here But the other one never came We _waited_ and _waited_ and _waited_, and then we had dinner”

The boys' hopes fell at this recital The girl, too, seemed to take her inability to help them very much to heart The boys all recalled now that patriotic custo soldiers from the camp to enjoy a little interval of home life at week ends The rule which prevented hospitable citizens froave the kindly custoame of chance One never knehat one would draw out of the caht about that,” Roy said plainly disappointed

”Do you remember the name of the soldier that did coretfully ”You see we had two each Sunday for a while I think it's just too bad you can't send the letter”

”Maybe it doesn't make so much difference,” said Warde ”He's home by this time, or perhaps he never went over”

But this did not impress her and she could only say, ”Oh I think it's just too bad It's such a _lovely_ letter I'd just like to see that home I just feel as if I _can_ see it--the brokenand all And to think of all the trouble you have gone to Oh I _wish_ I could help you”

”It's all right,” Roy said; ”you should worry”

”Maybe you think we're foiled,” said Pee-wee, ”but that sho ot a brokenand a dog that o by--and a puddle and sos are? They're clues”

”Oh but you can _never_ do it,” she said

”Do you want to do a good turn?” Pee-wee asked

”Indeed I do,” she said, anxiously

”Do you knohat a legal docu to get out a warrant for him?”

”That shoenvelope like a legal document comes in Did you ever see a deed?”

”Sure,” said Roy, ”a kind deed, I've done a lot of them”