I think that cup was made for a bronze cross scout.

Come over here a minute." Pee-wee went over and stood between the knees of Scoutmaster Ned.

"He's mine, Bill," said Ned to his fellow scoutmaster, "I saw him first." Meanwhile you should have seen the face of Justice of the Peace Fee.

He sat at his desk, with his long legs projecting through the middle, a cigar screwed away over into the corner of his mouth, contemplating Pee-wee with a shrewd, amused twinkle.

Not a word did he say as Scoutmaster Ned asked questions of the Raven's mascot, while the others listened and laughed..