All too soon the " Last Post" bugle rings out on the frosty night, and tents once more receive their sleepy occupants. Even the youngest and latest joined scout learns by experience how to make himself really comfortable in camp, and the open-air life with a straw bed provides s perfect night's rest, the privilege of the hard worker and youth's clean conscience, which one may well envy.
Soon no sound disturbs the silent camp except the clicking of the busy typewriter in the officers' quarters a little knot of tired but cheerful workers plan and scheme for another busy day on the morrow, and ere long even these trespassers on the calm and peaceful domain of night surrender to the insistent claims of healthy and well-earned drowsiness, Soon Orion and the Great Bear, those brilliant and faithful sentinels over the sleeping camp, alone are left to watch and 8 light the silence of the dark firs which stand silhouetted against the moonless sky, around the ring of white tents now wrapt in peaceful and well earned slumber.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.