Boy Scouts Beyond The Seas
So I explained to them what scouting really was, that it is to make boys into good backwoodsmen and life-savers, and not into soldiers.
The boys themselves did not like the idea of being prevented from enjoying the fun of camp life and scouting, and they crowded round me after the meeting more than they had done anywhere before, asking how they could become Scouts.
Seattle was the last town which I visited in America, and I think it was the most charming and beautiful place of all that I went to.
The city stands on a cluster of hills lying between an arm of the sea and a big lake some thirty miles long, beyond which are forests and snow-capped mountains.
The hills on which the city is built have been cut down by turning hoses with strong jets of water on to them. These turned them into mud which was then run off through pipes into low-lying parts of the ground, which are thus filled up. In this way the whole district has been made level enough for building houses and streets.
In the centre of the town there stands an old Indian totem pole. This pole is higher than the biggest telegraph pole, and is elaborately carved with all sorts of curious heads and faces.
In the old days every Indian chief had his own particular crest just like a patrol has it on its flag. When the chief died his crest was carved upon the family pole, a hollow being made in the head into which his ashes were put after his body had been burnt.
Then his son became chief in his place; having another crest of his own, and when he in his turn died his crest was carved on the same pole below that of his father.
Thus a totem pole would give the history of a family for several generations back.
A Sea Scout on the watch
This is what an Indian totem pole looks like.