Farewell Summer ~ Ray Bradbury - Marimarister
Farewell Summer ~ Ray Bradbury - Marimarister
Farewell Summer ~ Ray Bradbury - Marimarister
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CHAPTER NINE<br />
Up in the attic, Doug and Tom set up head quarters. A turned-over box became the<br />
general‘s desk; his aide-de-camp stood by, awaiting orders.<br />
―Get out your pad, Tom.‖<br />
―It‘s out.‖<br />
―Ticonderoga pencil?‖<br />
―Ready.‖<br />
―I got a list, Tom, for the Great Army of the Republic. Write this down. There‘s Will and<br />
Sam and Charlie and Bo and Pete and Henry and Ralph. Oh, and you, Tom.‖<br />
―How do we use the list, Doug?‖<br />
―We gotta find things for them to do. Time‘s running out. Right now we‘ve gotta figure<br />
how many captains, how many lieutenants. One general. That‘s me.‖<br />
―Make it good, Doug. Keep ‘em busy.‖<br />
―First three names, captains. The next three, lieutenants. Everybody else, spies.‖<br />
―Spies, Doug?‖<br />
―I think that‘s the greatest thing. Guys like to creep around, watch things, and then come<br />
back and tell.‖<br />
―Heck, I want to be one of those.‖<br />
―Hold on. We‘ll make them all captains and lieutenants, make everyone happy, or we‘ll<br />
lose the war before it gets started. Some will do double-duty as spies.‖<br />
―Okay, Doug, here‘s the list.‖<br />
Doug scanned it. ―Now we gotta figure the first sockdolager thing to do.‖<br />
―Get the spies to tell you.‖<br />
―Okay, Tom. But you‘re the most important spy. After the ravine meeting tonight . . .‖<br />
Tom frowned, shook his head. ―What?‖<br />
―Heck, Doug, the ravine‘s nice but I know a better place. The graveyard. The sun‘ll be<br />
gone. It‘ll remind ‘em if they‘re not careful, that‘s where we‘ll all wind up.‖