Scouting on the Skyline

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 13
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1981
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title Scouting on the Skyline
Description Food never tasted so good. Cook Frank Bonne and his helpers were experts at preparing caftp meals. They served mutton we got from a. nearby sheep herd, beans, potatoes, and all the trimmings. Including gallons of dixie molasses we spread on bread for dessert. He ate each meal like it was to be our last one. Swimming in Cleveland reservoir Has a special delight and we all swam every day in our birthday suits. Swimming races were held, and some of the boys passed tests for advancement, including qualifying for swimming merit badges. There was one crisis. Senior Patrol Leader Theodore Christensen supervised, the boys while they were swimming. One of the swimmers cane running up to Theodore with tears streaming down his cheeks and cried, "¥e can't find Paul anywhere. He must have drowned." There was a frantic, fruitless search for the missing boy, then the boys were ordered to dress and return to camp* There in his tent, on his pine bough bed, Paul was found peacefully sleeping. Foot-races were held daily on the smooth slope of the reservoir just above the water level, which made an ideal racetrack. A baseball game was played with the boys against their fathers, and the boys won by a small margin. He leaped and rolled and tumbled in a large sawdust pile which had been left by an old sawmill. After supper each night everyone gathered around the campfire for a program. There were stories and recitations, appropriate talks by the leaders, and peppy stunts acted out by the patrols. But the part I enjoyed most was the lusty singing of songs. We sang patriotic songs, church hymns, and many of the lively gongs from the Boy Scout Songbook. He always bellowed forth our favor- (Tune: I am a Utah Kan, Sir) When you've hiked a half a hundred miles your legs begin to shake. And your stomach caves together with an awful empty ache, Hhen you pull up by the campfire in the evening with your chum. There's nothing does the business like a pot of steaming Chorus T"t sticks to your ribs» boys, tra la la la la la la la la la. Throw in a hunk of bacon and the laces from your shoe, A bottle of sarsparilla and a pound or so of glue, -kz-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 13
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324328
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