It was almost sundown, when they returned, and quite a crowd of
neighbours were gathered around the captain's house to see the bear
which Rod had shot.
The scouts were delighted with their adventure, and each considered
himself a hero when he met other boys in the parish. Whyn was greatly
excited over the whole affair, and had to hear every detail from the
captain himself. Her eyes sparkled with pleasure when she learned of
the brave part Rod had taken. She was wise enough, however, not to
praise Rod when the rest of the scouts were present, for she knew that
they would be jealous. But when he was alone with her one afternoon,
she told him just what she thought.
"I think you did great," she exclaimed, after they had talked for
awhile about the bear.
"Oh, I didn't do much," was the reply.
"Yes, you did. If it hadn't been for you, the bear would have killed
the captain. He told me so himself."
"Well, I'm glad I was there to save him. It was my good turn, that's
all, and one must never expect praise for that. But, say, Whyn, have
you seen the bear's skin? It's a beauty. The neighbours skinned it,
and Phil's father is going to take it to the city. He thinks that he
can sell the meat as well, for some people like it to eat.
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