You just go along under the spring-board and pass the boat landing and follow the path.

So I went there and pretty soon Hunt Ward came along on his way to the Elk cabin, and he stopped a couple of minutes and talked to me.
"Well," he said, "we've got that little old medal in our patrol." "You've got Alf in your patrol, you mean," I said.
"I don't know whether you could exactly say he _earned_ it," he said; "because he was crazy and didn't know what he was doing." "I wish I knew some more fellows who were crazy like that," I told him.
"You seem to be kind of sore at us, Foxy," he said.

Most of them called me Foxy, because I'm leader of the Silver Foxes.
"There's a difference between a mascot and a regular friend," I told him.

"You fellows treat Skinny just as if he was a sort of a mascot.
Why don't you take him in with you, just like you would any other fellow ?" "He's a queer little duck," Hunt said.
"That isn't any reason why you shouldn't take him in.

I'm not saying you haven't--_now_.