i have known him for quite a while, but never before had i seen him looking as worried as he did now.
a big wrinkle was over his forehead, and his eyes looked sad and disappointed. “what is the trouble?” i asked.
billy, i want you to help me. you know how i have worked for these boys, how i have used every bit of my spare time to build up my troop. you know how glad i have often been, but now it is as if everything is going to break down.
the boys are beginning to drop out; they seem to lose interest in the work they have previously loved. and 