There is one little incident worth recording, not typical of others; but as showing the ingenuity of a Scout, although one scarcely knows whether to praise or blame the boy concerned.
The head of the section was away snatching a few moments for a well-earned meal, when an "important personage" hove in sight, inspecting the various boys at work as he went along. An official hurried up, and pointed out to the man who had been left in charge, that there was an empty typewriter, and that somebody ought to be at work there.
When the "important personage" appeared on the scene, there was a small Scout about twelve years of age, working away on this typewriter at a furious rate, typing about 120 words a minute.
The distinguished personage looked at the boy with some wonder, and passed on, much impressed by the Clerks' section. The inquisitive official, however, went round behind the typewriter to see whether the boy was as accurate as he was speedy, and found that his manuscript read somewhat as follows:—
2¾3-4959 8 uvuyiyoypy yyoFFGHJKIUanandndjfugut gut tavjvu u a.xtdqpworituCCCCCdhN dndhfht thtbe thtbebtht ehtbtheht thh
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