Twelve boys participated in the Scout hike on Saturday of last week. Breakfast was cooked on Wild Horse in the Henry Koepke pasture. Smoke from six campfires floated upon the early morning air. The aroma from sizzling bacon stimulated the ol factory sense to a degree of activity. After breakfast the hikers continu ed up the creek. Dinner time found them at a point about two miles above the market road in the thick ets, where a Scout is at home. Again the most skilled fire build ers were first to hear the welcome sizzle of fresh meat, accompanied with “taters and wagons.” The result of the hike is summed up about as follows—dirty faces, blistered feet, sore limbs, but happy boys and better Scouts.