Undeceived

An interested and involved civic-minded citizen devoted some of his energies to working with the Boy Scouts. His particular group was to have a practice session in their first-aid instruction to learn about bandaging. Arriving late at this special meeting because of a previous commitment, he walked into a scene that had all the appearance of a disaster area. There were arms in casts, legs bound up, heads bandaged beyond recognition—just a general picture of total calamity.

But, of course, he was aware that there was no cause for alarm, that there had been no accidents or injuries. He knew ahead that the boys were all right. So he wasn't deceived for a moment by all the bandages, splints, and evidences of casualty.

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