Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER X BANDAGES AND CARRIES The postman recently brought us a letter from a scoutmaster whose troop has lately become famous for its good work in bandaging. We had written to him for advice, asking what his method of instruction was. Here is his letter: Dear Sirs: -- In reply to your recent letter asking how I teach bandaging to my troop, I want to tell you an experience that we had last May. With twenty-four members of my troop and one assistant scoutmaster I was on a camping trip in the Black Hills. We had planned to follow what was said to be an old Indian trail and camp each day at the first good place we could find when the sun began to sink. On a Tuesday morning we started rather late to go through Calico Pass and down into the valley of Beaver Stream. Early in the afternoon we had reached the point of highest altitude--thirtyfive hundred feet according to our maps--when clouds swept down upon us and brought a cold rain that presently turned to sleet. We hurried along the trail in single file with heads bent low to the storm and in the course of half an hour descended below the tree-line and entered a scraggy growth of spruce. Still it rained, and we were facing the unpleasant prospect of pitching our pup-tents on the wet ground, when suddenly we rounded a ledge and came upon a log cabin half hidden in a dense growth of hemlocks. One of the boys gave a shout and we all rushed forward. The door was latched, but opened readily when we pushed on the handle. Inside we found one long room with bunks ranged along the log walls, and a wide stone fireplace at the further end. Two windows--one in the middle of each long side-- gave sufficient light to reveal that the place was unoccupied and apparently had been in that condition for some..