picuous greatness. We believe the
books of EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY measurably well meet this challenge.

BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICA,

James E. West

Chief Scout Executive.

CONTENTS

I BROTHER AND SISTER

II "THE DRACONIAN REFORMS"

III "BRICK," "SORREL-TOP," AND "REDDY"

IV THE BITER BITTEN

V HOME AGAIN

VI EXAMINATION DAY

VII FATHER AND SON

VIII 'FRISCO KID AND THE NEW BOY

IX ABOARD THE DAZZLER

X WITH THE BAY PIRATES

XI CAPTAIN AND CREW

XII JOE TRIES TO TAKE FRENCH LEAVE

XIII BEFRIENDING EACH OTHER

XIV AMONG THE OYSTER-BEDS

XV GOOD SAILORS IN A WILD ANCHORAGE

XVI 'FRISCO KID'S DITTY-BOX

XVII 'FRISCO KID TELLS HIS STORY

XVIII A NEW RESPONSIBILITY FOR JOE

XIX THE BOYS PLAN AN ESCAPE

XX PERILOUS HOURS

XXI JOE AND HIS FATHER

PART I

CHAPTER I

BROTHER AND SISTER

They ran across the shining sand, the Pacific thundering its long surge
at their backs, and when they gained the roadway leaped upon bicycles and
dived at faster pace into the green avenues of the park. There were three
of them, three boys, in as many bright-colored sweaters, and they
"scorched" along the cycle-path as dangerously near the speed-limit as is
the custom of boys in bright-colored sweaters to go. They may have exceeded
the speed-limit. A mounted park policeman thought so, but was not sure,
and contented himself with cautioning them as they flashed by. They
acknowledged the warning promptly, and on the next turn of the path as
promptly forgot it, which is also a custom of boys in bright-colored
sweaters.

Shooting out through the entrance to Golden Gate Park, they turned into
San Francisco, and took the long sweep of the descending hills at a rate
that caused pedestrians to turn and watch them anxiously. Through the
city streets the bright sweaters flew, turning and twisting to escape
climbing the steeper hills, and, when the steep hills were unavoidable,
doing stunts to see which would first gain the top.

The boy who more often hit up the pace, led the scorching, and instituted
the stunts was called Joe by his companions. It was "follow the leader,"
and he led, the merriest and boldest in the bunch. But as they pedaled
into the Western Addition, among the large and comfortable residences,
his laughter became less loud and frequent, and he unconsciously lagged
in the rear. At Laguna and