STAGE SETTING: The study at Craig Lynn, 8:45 in the morning, the temperature 58º our porch at seven o’clock. This is being dictated early so that I can go off in search of a mast to replace the one broken in the rough wind of Sunday.

THAT CARD AGAIN: Most of you will find enclosed the usual addressed card to let us know of your plans for the end of camp. Please say how your son is to return home and give us the good news that you will attend the barbecue bonfire and traditional ceremonies on the night of August 22nd, a Monday.

RESERVATIONS: Rathbuns Hyde Bay cottages are full for the night of August 22nd. There are vacancies in other places. Haste is recommended.

RE-INVITATION: Again let me urge you to attend the above mentioned festivities. We hope to surpass the record of last year when 235 filed past the tables to collect their barbecued chicken and fresh corn on the cob.

IN AGAIN, OUT AGAIN, IN AGAIN: But it was not the traditional Flannagan. This time it was Dick Kerr, who went into the hospital on Monday, his appendix promptly came out, he was in until Friday, when he came out and is back on the job. He even was ab1e to officiate a dayman during the war of Saturday. Thus we are once more amazed at the marvels of modern surgery.

MORE HEALTH: We rejoice that Hammond Griepenkerl, accused of having mumps, was formally cleared of the charge and is hack in very full circulation. The Plague das practically disappeared. We are back to routine ailments, featuring numerous bee stings. The latter is said to be good for rheumatism.

MONDAY AUGUST 1st: Hot and humid, diluted by an excellent sailing breeze. Trenton Falls trip number 2 set Off under no less an aegis than the banner of head councillor, Chandlee. He was accompanied by the inevitable Heb and councillors Bowdoin, Garver and Powell. For once, Bob Pickett reclined at ease at home. This day, Red Banker led out campers Anstice, Babcock, MacLean and Wi1ber on a horse hike. In another element, David Ryen passed his “E” test.

ANOTHER WARM, CLEAR ONE: Encouraged by the success of the Gravelly trip, Admiral Sandy sailed to Springfield landing with all three Comets, devoured a lunch and sailed triumphantly back. The Racoons under Captain Wilber and the anxious eye of Coach Brown defeated Captain Caskey’s Muskrats to the consternation of Coach Hills - the score 6—1. The shades of evening saw Skip Clark and his tent augmented by Eric Malm and Pete Lffinger sleeping peacefully on Gravelly.
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WEDNESDAY WAS HOT: Visitors tell us that such days are not really hot, but in our language they have to have that label. Captain Babcock’s Otters with a score of 5, to the joy of Coach Eddie Ruestow, defeated the not sufficiently industrious Beavers, who scored only thrice in softball. Captain Foxall and Coach Williams were the victims. At 8:00 o’clock we sat down to enjoy that excellent movie called “Hondo”. The Trenton Falls trip returned after memorable experiences. The Chief resumed his sway after his two nights on the ground.

THURSDAY: Atmospherically standard status — 1955. ‘Round the Lake went Heb, Macky, Jones and numerous campers. Up to Nebo, under veteran scout Powell, assisted by Donahoe, Webster and Williams, went another group. Red Banker, deserting his horses, took to the water and spent the night on Gravelly with his tent. In the meantime, the Barracudas defeated the Dolphins. Both teams were strengthened by some expensive bonus rookies who reported for duty July 26th. The “E” test fell before Billy Marzluff.

A GOOD FRIDAY: Several sailing races utilized the excellent wind of this clear and hot day. Coach Bowdoin started his tennis tournaments, ominous shadow of the approaching close of camp. The brothers Ruestow aided by Jay Alexander took some 16 adventurers to the top of Nebo. More civilized elderly citizens took the usual movie trip to town.

SATURDAY WARFARE: Under clear skies with the usual warm temperatures and a few trifling showers in the afternoon, a notable battle was fought in which the out-party under General George Ruestow was defeated or was not defeated by Marshall Offutt and his in—party. The United Nations, represented by Heb on horseback, arbritrated all disputes and announced the results in such diplomatic language that your editor has no idea who really won. In short, it was a typical war.

THE DRAMA: This time we watched our youngest citizens engaged in the struggle for Thespian honors. It was an evening replete with marvelous stage effects. A beanstalk grew before our wondering eyes, the voice of Giant Offutt came down from aloft, whence fell a tremendous hammer casually mentioned by the Giant as a tack hammer. In the last play, given by Tent number 5, a remarkably real sawmill scene was enacted. The judges proclaimed this the winner to the joy of Simon LaGreesy Hills and his subordinate actors. The best “actress” went to Archie Coupe for his portrayal of Frannie Schnitzleheimer. Jack, of bean stalk fame, portrayed by Ben Legg, was the best actor.

SUNDAY: One of our first windy days massacred the white Comet as previously mentioned. There were trifling showers, not enough to lay the dust. George Ruestow conducted our church service. On Glimmerglass Greens, GARVER’S GOLF GAMBLE grew gustily all afternoon until the winners were decided. No announcement of these names has as yet come to your scribe. The day closed with an excellent movie portraying in color the wonders of India. This was followed by an interesting and colorful eulogy on American Railroads.

SWEET TALK: To insert a “commercial”, may I say that the Charles McManus’ took home two gallons of our maple syrup, concocted entirely by our own hands. There is a bit left, if any of our barbecue visitors are interested in the purchase of this savory sweetmeat.

AND: Have you sent back that card?