THE BOY SCOUTS

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume LXXVI, Issue 18017, 4 November 1920, Page 8

THE BOY SCOUTS

Comr. Rev. David Campbell, i 2 Glasgow Street. EE STRONG. Be strong; We are not here io play, to dream, to drift. We have hard work to do, and loads to lilt. Shun not tfio siruggla, face It, ’tis ; God’s gift. j Bo strong, be strong! Be strong! Say not the days arc evil—who’s i to blame? And fold the hands and acquiesce— I O shame! Stand up, speak out. and bravely, in I God’s name. Be strong! It matters not how deep entrenched , the wrong, How hard the battle goes, the day! how long; | Faint not, fight on! To-morrow | comes the soug. i DISTRICT COMMITTEE. The monthly meeting of the District Committee tails due on Saturday evening, being held in the rooms of the Y.M.C.A. at hall past 7. OFFICIAL. Headquarters requests Scoutmasters and other oflicers to note the following points which seem to cause them trouble:— First Leaders and corporals are members of patrols anil are not n.c.o.’s. Second.—Each troop of 16 or 24 boys, i.e., three patrols, is entitled to one sergeant and one bugler, but not, to a sergeant-major uor a quartermaster sergeant. Third.—Boys who wish to remain as members of their troops, but are unable to attend regularly owing to senior cadet training, etc., must be registered on the individual registration cards as honorary patrols, and these cards must be sent in to headquarters at once. District committees may permit such patrols to be registered wltii them without the payment of the usual patrol levy. Such patrols,’ however, shall not be eligible to earn badges or compete for any trophies. Fourth.—Scoutmasters should apply to their local headquarters without delay for copies of the latest regulations governing the competitions for all the Dominion trophies. MIT AND HUMOUR. Young Sailor: “Ou my last voyage I saw waves 40 feet high.’’ Old Salt: “Get out! [ was at sea for fifty years and never saw ’em that height.” Young Salt: “Well. things are higher now than they used to be.” « » » Little Sarah Brotvn, on her way to school, fell into, a pool of water, with the result that she had to turn homewards again, all dripping wet. The next day her mother sent the following note to the teacher: “Please excuse Sarah, as she fell in the mud. By doing same you will greatly oblige-” “Don't you think that young man is afflicted with a swelled head?” “No,” answered Miss Cayenne, “he’s not afflicted with it, he enjoys it.” SCOUT COLUMN. All contributions intended for this column should reach the Commissioner not later than Tuesday of each week.