"You'll learn to do it in camp.
We'll make you cook for the whole time we're out there, if you like--that will give you plenty of practice." "No, thank you," chimed in Andy Bowles.

"I've seen some of Mart's cooking, and I think the farther you keep him from the cook fire, the better for the general health of the Eagle Patrol." At this moment there came a rap on the door.
"Come in!" shouted Rob.
In reply to this invitation, the door opened and a lad of about fifteen entered.

His face was flushed and he bore in his hand a long sheet of green paper.
"Hello, Frank Farnham," exclaimed Rob glancing at the boy's flushed, excited face.

"What's troubling you ?" "Oh, hello, Rob.

Excuse me for butting in on your ceremonies, but I was told Paul Perkins was here." "Sure he is, Frank," exclaimed Paul, coming forward.