oodbridge, Vermont, sir," said Bruce.

"Woodbridge, Vermont? Well, you came a long way to see the races, didn't
you?" he said, a boyish smile playing about the corners of his mouth.

"Well, not exactly. You see we are here on business. That is, we've
been hired as life guards at Old Harbor. We're going to patrol the beach
for the rest of the Summer.

"Oh-ho, so you are the chaps Mr. Herrick was telling me about--have
motorcycles and all that sort of rigging, eh? Say, boys, that's a great
scheme. I saw the original motor cycle life guards work out in
California last year, and they're great, too. Hope you have luck." Then
after shaking hands with Bruce and Jiminy and two or three other scouts,
he turned and entered the garage, for one of his mechanics had called
him.

And although Dan Dacy did not realize it, this spirit of democracy had
won him ten thoroughly capable rooters, for the scouts were more than
pleased with his friendship.

"Say isn't he a corking fine chap," exclaimed Bruce.

"I should say he was; a regular pippin' I'd call him," said Jiminy
stoutly. And he looked at his companions as if he dared any one of them
to deny it.

The crowd about the garage was growing to tremendous proportions, and it
was all that the scouts could do to extricate themselves. When they
finally reached the open beach again, Bruce looked at his watch.

"Say, fellows, it's getting late," he exclaimed; "it's six o'clock and we
haven't had any breakfast. I think we will have to hustle over to the
hotel if we want to get back to quarters and have a drill before the
races start."

"Right-o," exclaimed Babe Wilson, "I know it's getting late because my
stomach feels all shriveled up for want of something to eat."

"Huh, that stomach of yours," said Jiminy Gordon in disgust, as he took a
lingering look toward the garages. A moment later he fell in line with
the rest of the lads, who started up the board walk toward the hotel.

On their way back the scouts paid a brief visit to the north station, but
they all returned to Bruce's domain at half-past seven, for the north
station crew was rather eager to stay in the vicinity of the lower
station for a better view of the races. Then, too, they had decided the
night before that it would be well for all of them to practice their
first aid work together.

There was very little need for the lookouts to man their tower during
this practice work, for they needed no drilling s