Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, fighting the many enemies of nature.
Pouring rain, freezing cold, blistering heat, snow, floods, bears, rattlesnakes, mountain lions.
Yes, all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done.
Do you know why the boys are excited and jabbering like a barrel full of monkeys? Yes, it's camp time, and all the lads of our church are eagerly waiting for the buses to arrive and hustle them off to camp.
Yes, camp is a great place for these fellas to spend several weeks.
It teaches them good sportsmanship and teamwork.
Also, they get spiritual training and guidance daily instead of the usual once or twice a week outside of the spiritual help they get at home.
Usually the camp session is profitable for not only the boys, but the leaders and counselors as well.
And there's always something going on to satisfy the craving for excitement that's part of every boy's makeup.
Henry is lifeguard at the camp.
I'm the camp master.
Gray Wolf is in charge of athletics, and Stumpy is in charge of woodlore and outdoor training.
And last but not least is Maggie Murphy, who does the cooking.
Say, here come the buses down the street now.
So we better get a title for this story in a hurry.
How about tagging this one, Mrs. Murphy's Chowder.
Let's have it quiet now, fellas.
No talking until the bus gets going so we know that everyone has a seat.
All right, pile on board now and go rough house.
That's it.
Hold it, fellas.
This bus is filled.
Stand here now until it pulls away and the other one pulls up to load.
You boys in the bus, remember, no standing or fooling around.
Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, fighting the many enemies of nature.
Pouring rain, freezing cold, blistering heat, snow, floods, bears, rattlesnakes, mountain lions.
Yes, all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done.
Do you know why the boys are excited and jabbering like a barrel full of monkeys? Yes, it's camp time, and all the lads of our church are eagerly waiting for the buses to arrive and hustle them off to camp.
Yes, camp is a great place for these fellas to spend several weeks.
It teaches them good sportsmanship and teamwork.
Also, they get spiritual training and guidance daily instead of the usual once or twice a week outside of the spiritual help they get at home.
Usually the camp session is profitable for not only the boys, but the leaders and counselors as well.
And there's always something going on to satisfy the craving for excitement that's part of every boy's makeup.
Henry is lifeguard at the camp.
I'm the camp master.
Gray Wolf is in charge of athletics, and Stumpy is in charge of woodlore and outdoor training.
And last but not least is Maggie Murphy, who does the cooking.
Say, here come the buses down the street now.
So we better get a title for this story in a hurry.
How about tagging this one, Mrs. Murphy's Chowder.
Let's have it quiet now, fellas.
No talking until the bus gets going so we know that everyone has a seat.
All right, pile on board now and go rough house.
That's it.
Hold it, fellas.
This bus is filled.
Stand here now until it pulls away and the other one pulls up to load.
You boys in the bus, remember, no standing or fooling around.
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