A Scout Smiles And Whistles Under All

No One Can Pass Through Life, Any More Than He Can Pass Through A Bit Of Country, Without Leaving Tracks Behind, And Those Tracks May Often Be Helpful To Those Coming After Him In Finding Their Way.

Always Do I Recall The Parting Words Uttered By My Old Governor: "my Boy, Never . . ." I Won't Set 'em Down. I Disregarded Them Fool-like And Paid, And Paid; Had I A Son I'd Hand 'em On And Ram 'em Home. What Fools We Be When Young. We Fancy We Be Wise, Forgetting That The Old Boys Have Graduated In The 'varsity Of The World, The Greatest 'varsity Of All, And Each Day We Should Learn From They.

If A Man Cannot Make His Point To Keen Boys In Ten Minutes, He Ought To Be Shot!

Show Me A Poorly Uniformed Troop And I'll Show You A Poorly Uniformed Leader.

To Get Hold Of Your Boys You Must Be Their Friend.