"Keep your eyes open!" he commanded.
"Watch every stranger.

If he acts suspiciously, get word quick to your sheriff, or to Judge Van Vorst here.

Remember the scouts' motto, 'Be prepared!'" That night as the scouts walked home, behind each wall and hayrick they saw spiked helmets.
Young Van Vorst was extremely annoyed.
"Next time you talk to my scouts," he declared, "you'll talk on 'Votes for Women.' After what you said to-night every real estate agent who dares open a map will be arrested.

We're not trying to drive people away from Westchester, we're trying to sell them building sites." "YOU are not!" retorted his friend, "you own half the county now, and you're trying to buy the other half." "I'm a justice of the peace," explained Van Vorst.

"I don't know WHY I am, except that they wished it on me.