Ain't none of yer died or gone off ter war, hey?
And there's Connover Bennett, too, large as life, and still crazy about raisin cake, I reckon.

Wall, wall, it's good ter see ye all." I said, "It's good to see you, too, Uncle Jeb, gee, all the fellows were crazy to see you, that's one sure thing." "And still making them flapjacks, hey ?" he said; "I remember when one uv them New Hampshire scouts scaled one uv them flapjacks uv your'n across the lake.

I reckon you're the same old Roay that put the mosquito dope in the biscuits.

Yer remember that ?" Cracky, I'm not going to tell you anything about my past life, but summer before last up there--_oh, boy!_ Most of the morning we rested up and got our patrol cabins cleaned out and all fixed up, and in the afternoon we banged around and got acquainted with some of the new troops.
Just before supper, Westy and I went down for a swim and there were Connie Bennett and two or three of the Elks diving with Skinny.

A whole lot of fellows were standing around watching.