FROM CUB TO ACTING CHIEF Tom didn't sleep that night.

He sat by, silently, in the big tent, nursing the patient as Dr.Gitney directed.
In the morning, at five, Matt Rice came.

Tom gladly surrendered the post to him and took a scant hour of deep slumber on the bare ground outside.
"Wake up, Reade," ordered Rutter, at last shaking the cub and hauling him to his feet.

"This is no place to sleep.

Go to your tent and stretch out full length on your cot." "On my cot ?" demanded Tom, rubbing his eyes fiercely.