Contents
- The 1910’s
- The 1920’s
- The 1930’s
- The 1940’s
- Epilogue
The top was finally reached, after a climb of about two hours and a half. The hutmaster was not there, but “Rocky” Rockwell was very much present. Soon we heard flapjacks sizzling and cocoa boiling, made from water laboriously carted up from the spring by Fricke and Birney.
The boys set the tables, and Howell, Floyd, and Bogert installed themselves. The party first filled up on excellent soup, fresh from the can, with the Campbell’s red and white label, or some other label, worn off from much sitting on the shelf.
About this time it was made known that Dave Harris was trying for the pancake record. Fricke disappeared at this, and was looked for among the girls, but later arrived with another load of water. In opening the water bags, he broke the cork, and almost cried his eyes out to think that he had ruined a perfectly good cork.
Dave was then on his fourteenth pancake, and amid much cheers and trips outside, he finally broke the record by eating sixteen.