"No, sir! That won"t do. The major and we, and the general, too, if he knew, won"t have it that way at all. You fellows have been true Scouts.
Now you go ahead."
Scout Van flushed and fidgeted.
"Well, to tell the truth," he blurted, "I guess we"ve missed connections a little anyway. But we don"t care. We sent a telegram in this afternoon by the doctor to our crowd, telling them to go ahead themselves and not to expect us until we cut their trail. The doctor will telephone it to the operator."
We gasped.
"You see," continued Van, "we two Red Foxes can take care of the major while you"re gone, like a brick. We"re first-aid nurses, and the doctor has told us what to do; and he"s coming back to-morrow and the next day you"ll be back, maybe. He said that if the major fussed you"d better do what"s wanted."
"But look here--!" began Fitz. "The major"ll feel worse if he knows you"re missing your trip than if the message is delayed a day or two."
"No, he won"t," argued Van. "We"ll explain to him. We won"t miss our trip. We"ll catch the crowd somewhere. Besides, that"s only pleasure.
This other is business. You"re on the trail, in real Scouts" service, to show what Scouts can do, so we want to help."
It seemed to me that they were showing what Scouts can do, too! They were splendid, those Red Foxes.
"The major"ll just fuss and fret, you know," finished Van. "That"s what has sent his temperature up, already."
"Well," said Fitz, slowly, "we"ll see. We Elks appreciate how you other Scouts have stuck and helped. Don"t we, Jim?"
"We sure do," I agreed. "But we don"t want to ride a free horse to death."
"Bosh!" laughed Van. "We"re all Scouts. That"s enough."
Red Fox Scout Ward beckoned to us.
"The major wants you," he said.
We went in. The major did not look good to me. His cheeks were getting flushed and his eyes were large and rabbity.
"I can"t quiet him," claimed Ward, low, as we entered.
"Do you know this is the fourteenth day?" piped the major. "I"ve been counting up and it is. I"m sure it is."
"That"s all right, old boy," soothed Fitz. "You let us do the counting.
All you need do is get well."
"But we have to put that message through, don"t we?" answered the major.
"Just because I"m laid up is no reason why the rest of you must be laid up, too. Darn it! Can"t you do something?"
He was excited. That was bad.
"I"ve been thinking," proceeded the major. "The general was hurt, and dropped out, but we others went on. Then little Jed Smith was hurt, and he and Kit Carson dropped out, but we others went on. And now I"m hurt, and I"ve dropped out, and none of you others will go on. That seems mighty mean. I don"t see why you"re trying to make me responsible.
Everybody"ll blame me."
"Of course they won"t," I said.
He was wriggling his feet and moving his arms, and he was almost crying.
"Would you get well quick if we leave you and take the message through, Tom?" asked Fitz, suddenly.
The major quit wriggling, and his face shone.
"Would I? I"d beat the record. I"d sleep all I"m told to, and eat soup, and never peep. Will you, Fitz? Sure?"
"To-morrow morning. You lie quiet, and quit fussing, and sleep, and be a model patient in the hospital, and then to-morrow morning early we"ll hike."
"Both of you?"
"Yep."
"One isn"t enough, in case you meet trouble. It"s two on the trail, for us Scouts."
"I know it."
"And you"ll take the flag? I want the Elks flag to go."
"We will," we said.
"To-morrow morning, then," and the major smiled a peaceful, happy little smile. "Bueno. Now I"ll go to sleep. You needn"t give me any dope. I"ll see you off in the morning." And he sort of settled and closed his eyes.
"When are you Red Foxes off?" he asked drowsily.
"Oh, we"ve arranged to be around here a day yet," drawled Van Sant. "You can"t get rid of us. We want to hear that the message went through. Then we"ll skip. We ought to rest one day in seven. And there"s a two-pound trout in a hole here, Mrs. Harden says, and Hal thinks he can catch him to-morrow before I do."
"You mustn"t miss that trip," murmured the major. And when we tiptoed out, leaving Fitz on guard, he was asleep already!
So it seemed that we had done the best thing.
Red Foxes Ward and Van Sant divided the night watch between them so that we Elks should be fresh for the day"s march. We were up early, and got our own breakfast, so as not to bother the two women; but the report came out from the major"s room that he had had a bully night, and that now he was awake and was bound to see us. So we went in.
He had the Elks flag in his hands.
"Who"s got that message?" he asked.
I had, you know.
He pa.s.sed the flag to Fitz.
"You take this, then. You"re sure going, aren"t you?"
"Yes, sir."
"All right. You can make it. Don"t you worry about me. I"m fine. Be Scouts. It"s the last leg."
"You be a Scout, too. If we"re to be Scouts, on the march, you ought to be a Scout, in the hospital."
"I will." He knew what we meant. "But I wish I could go."