The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-06-30
camp. and as usual. hang their bedding out to air.
 ReruInr EueNfa

The satyrs tall.
 camp. and as usual. hang their bedding out to air.
 ReguInr Guests
 We got out on the tall of tho breaking camp of the boys who have been having a royal time for two weeks. We were their guests last night and had supper at the big mess hall. Man, we had just about every thing there Is good to eat and topped
 all off with ice cream. Corporal Anyone Barger was mighty glad he was not in charge of the dishwashing squad because there was pile mountsin- high, after all the crowd had finished. But we have had clean dishes at our cabin. for the corporal has been strictly on the job, and kept the water running over the spillway and rushing over his kitcf- enware, which has been more or less of q soap advertisement. Even John Perryman has had clean dishes.
 Speaking of Perryman, that boy is loyalty personified. It seems that his father works for local grocery com pany. He never comes to camp with anything save that companys brand. In fact he won't eat anything un- less it comes from that firm. In sea son and out he insists that their
 
 eat popcorn unless It Is prepared by some man connected with the store organizations.
 Swimming Fine. Tho swimming has been more than l fine this time because the water has been clear with little rain. We have our new canoe that Tom Pinckard has made and hope to get 1t launch ed our next trip and christened. Right now 1t seems that she will be named "Gingold" in honor of the young lady up at Scout headquarters. Miss Gin- gold is held in high esteem by the boys. It would do her heart good to hear them speak of her. Some say she is pretty, others say "handsome Is shandsome does" But they are all agreed that she Is "ail right. and that is the highest compliment boy knows how to pay. She was out at camp recently with rather natty sweater on that caught the eyes of the boys. Nifty, I'll say" said Fonso Barger when he saw her all dolled up.
 Camp At Night It is at night fall that one gets the most out of camp life. After Corporal Barger has cleaned up the last dishes we make a fire and gath CT around to listen to the song of the whip -poor-will. whose gossip Is that Dick has married the widow and that they live in the white oak" The katydids are sending out the wireless messages in that wonderful way nature equipped them to do. 1t, the crickets chirp merrily, while from across the hills comes the echo of boys in 4Ss cabin trying out their musical instruments.
 At such times I try to get an in- sight into boys mind. Never think that they are not keenly alive to present day movements. l doubt If any voter had better grasp on the bond issue for schools than our boys had Some one at Central high has made a wonderful job teaching Eng fine things in literature and enjoy them, boys that they are. Recently l asked our bunch to give me their idea of the best expression in literature. Here Is one reply: Don't give up the ship" That car ried me back 35 years to my first school where we had that expression lettered with the ink used to mark cotton in those days. It was on a white pine board that came inside of the finer goods carried by stores in | those days. It made the same impress sion on me that it did on Sam. When we get blue and want to give up, that is an inspiration. Here Is another: If at first you don't succeed. just keep trying until you do succeed" That must be Henry Ford'g motto on Muscle Shoals. "Oh Cromwell. Crom- well, had I but served my God with half the zeal that I served thee. He would not have left me naked in mine old age to mine enemies" Think of the pathos in that. But to my mind the last was the best. Here 1t is: The heavens declare the glory of God, and the Armament showeth His handiwork." We could appreciate that to the full because twilight had dropped the curtain of night and was pinning 1t with the stars. The moon was rising high. the Big Dipper could be seen as well as that star that guided the shepherds to Bethle- hem.
 Get out with us some time away from the movies. away from vanities, away from toil. sit by our camp fire, Nand then tell me if you know of any thing finer in all literature than what that boy quoted. s-f-.
 That you cannot do it is the opin- r.~t.