RECAPITUALTION: The barbecue, 6:30 p.m. Monday, August 20th. The town is fast filling up with Hyde Bay reservations.

NUMEROLOGY: As of Monday morning August 13th, 38 parents have let us know their plans. 78 guests have so far been registered for the barbecue, only three parents so far regret. There is still a week for us to hear, but hotel, motel and tourist homes accommodations are getting scarce. You are cordially invited, but we really must know your plans, which are deeply mingled with those of the railroad not to mention sundry young, happy broilers.

THE NICE OLD WEATHER MAN has been very kind to us this past week. The rain which has fallen could be measured in drops; nights cool; days warm.

MONDAY, AUGUST 6th: Heb and Bob aided by councilors Barker, Brown and Jencks took out the 2nd and final Trenton Falls trip. In a more pedestrian fashion, Nat and Charlie Classen led forth another geological expedition. Neale Smith’s tent spent the night on Gravelly, soothed by the snores of George Ruestow. The team which won the nature hunt went off to town to see the movies.

TUESDAY: The Mosquitoes, under Captain Tom Mercer, defeated the Horseflies headed by Conger Gable in the sport using the larger and softer variety of missle. Nat Cravener giving the fossils a brief respite took his tent to Gravelly this night. The well known Sunken Islands were explored once more.

THEN AUGUST 8th: We sailed and sailed; tournaments raged unabated; the Trenton Falls trip triumphantly returned reporting the usual exciting time; the movie which involved Cary Grant, Ginger-Rogers and the imortal Marilyn which was correctly labeled “Monkey Business” concluded a busy day.

CLEAR, AND THURSDAY: Serious final sailing races started. It was an excellent day for swimming. In basketball, the Peewees absorbed the Squirts with a score of 26—16, while the Monsters on the same arena rose superior to the Giants by a two point Margin. Off to Cooperstown and its famous Doubleday Field, where baseball was invented, went our hopeful Junior team. Although pitcher Mercer did well and Brad Damon played an excellent game, the-score, we lament, looks 1i1e 12-2. Bob Pickett lured by son Rusty took a fearful phalanx of councilors and many small boys to the top of Mt. Nebo. The sprinkle we had at camp was a deluge on that lofty peak, but the campers survived, the councilors endured and the trip was pronounced a success. Jeff Williams foresook his sailboats to sleep peacefully on Gravelly with his tent and Bubby Allen.

JUST FRIDAY: While the Junior Varsity softball team added theirs to the scalps at the belt of Chenango by a score of 3—1, the varsity baseball team defeated our rival camp by a score of 15—5. Pitcher Bill Fink struck out 8 men and knocked a baseball clear across the highway, a

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feat never before performed at Hyde Bay according to that venerable statistician George Ruestow. Don Abbott blasted a grand slam home run. Coach Barker is wearing a built—in smile. Veteran councilor returned lately arrived on leave from the U. S. Marines, J. B. Powell, Jr. known to Hyde Bay as Pete initiated his colleagues Pete Thomas and Tom Garrett into the mysteries of Nebo. They were accompanied by the usual complement of campers. Coach Barker celebrated his victory on Gravelly this night along with his tent and distinguished guest, Dougie Coupe.

SATURDAY: That day was given over entirely to a merry hunt for treasure which was won by Councilor Brown and his team of future G-men at Hyde Bay under the following aliases: Main, Davens, Greg Scharf, Tim Allen and Guy Garnsey. The teams headed by old prospector Washburn and that former sailor Jencks were narrowly nosed out by the winner.

DRAMATIC CLIMAX: In the evening we witnessed one of the finest Hyde dramas ever produced. It adds lustre to the brilliant career of author, producer, coach, etc. Al Kerr. Would that you could have seen the lovely ballet dancers, Bill Brooks, Don Wright, Sam Weller and the svelt Tim Scharf. They were eclipsed when the beautiful Russian Ballerina, known to us as Bill Woodward appeared, dogged by the sinister Commisar, Danner and beloved by the matinee idol George Ruestow. Phil Heuisler was the comic photographer while Warren Hills performed most excellently as the master of the ballet. Trevor Marlowe Ruestow’s solo was applauded to the echo and the encore. F.B.I. man Ned Clapp made a dramatic though brief appearance and the whole marvelous performance came to a climax with the cast on the stage in the the closing chorus with Raindrop Ryon appearing suddenly to take a bow as an embryonic chorine. Jim Main most authentically portrayed the faithful maid of the Russian visitor who succumbed to the somewhat dubious charms of “Flash” Heuisler. A high spot of the performance was the appearance of the bewiskered Al Kerr as the uncle of the Premiere Danseuse. The boisterous audience subsided to absolute quiet as he brought the young lady the news of her father’s demise.

SUNDAY: This day was ushered in by the usual 8:30 breakfast, followed by our church service conducted by the Director. Later, the Commodores beat the Colonels in baseball. The late afternoon was featured by two delightful events, the annual Turtle Derby with all its pagentry was a marvel of organization and excitement. The outdoor supper was featured by Timmy Allen’s annual birthday party in which the camp enjoyed literally unlimited ice cream brought over by Timmy’s parents. Thus stuffed, Tents #15 and #53B went to town in the bus as a reward for neatness. The Shrimps beat the Squirts in baseball this day.

SUMMERY: That barbecue will take place at 6:30 p.m. on Monday, August 20th. In these crowded last days of camp, parents are urged not to take their sons out of camp for meals and the like. They will soon be yours to have and to hold, admonish and admire. Those are the last reports you are going to get from us in many months, while  you must wait expectant1y for the next Home Letter until we can compile your incidental bills long after camp is over. You have been very attentive listeners, and sent us good fan mail. We shall leave you with regret.

PLEA: Please do send that card right back to us.

FUTURE: They are off to Howe Caverns today, 64 strong. The Horseshow Sunday and a busy week in prospect with all sorts of final events. The Commodore is expected, though it is not certain yet. The Eight Inch Regatta is still to be sailed.

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