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 "And you brought your bugle up here, to play it from the top of Washington?" he asked. "I think that's fine. Gee, I wish you'd go out and play taps before we go to bed!"

The man looked at Lou keenly. "So you understand!" he said. "These Philistines with me don't, and your young friend Peanut there doesn't. They have no music in their souls, have they? You and I will go outside presently, and play taps to the circumambient atmosphere."

"Some language," snickered Peanut. "What we'll need isn't taps, though, but reveille to-morrow."

"Cheer up, you'll get that all right," the man laughed.

They all sat for a while discussing the day's adventure, and planning for the next day, if it was clear. The five men were going down over the Davis Path, and as that path leads along Boott Spur, the Scouts decided to go with them, leaving them at the end of the spur, the Scouts to descend for the night into Tuckerman's Ravine, while the others kept on southwest, over the Giant's Stairs, to the lower end of Crawford Notch.

"But we want to visit the Lakes of the Clouds first," said the Scout Master. "We scarcely got a peep at 'em to-day."

"Suits us," said the man called Tom. "We'll