The next day, Henry Alden didn’t need an alarm clock to wake up. When Dave Baylor, the Senior Counselor, arrived to supervise the campers in Driftwood Cabin, Henry was already up and dressed.
“Rich was right about you Aldens being early birds,” Dave said. “I’ll make sure you get points toward the Rise and Shine Medal.”
Henry grinned. “We could use those points. I left my trunk at the ferry in Dark Harbor,” he told Dave. “I slept in my clothes, so that saved time. I always get up early, though.”
Dave sat down on Henry’s cot. “So does everybody around here. Just blast Rich’s tape recorder with that bugle music. I guarantee campers will jump out of their beds like bedbugs. I’ll get everybody in Driftwood Cabin around the flagpole by seven. That’s when Boo brings over the day campers on the ferry. See you.”
Camp Seagull was still quiet when Henry walked toward Evergreen Lodge. On the way, he went by Cedar Cabin, hoping to see Jessie. Like her brother, she was an early bird.
Sure enough, she was up and saw Henry go by. She stuck her head out the window over her bed.
“Hi, Jess,” Henry whispered. “I see you slept in your clothes, too. I sure didn’t like having my campers find out I left my trunk in Dark Harbor. Makes me look as if I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“I know,” Jessie said miserably. “I can’t stop thinking about last night when Ginny told me to look over the rules about watching the campers. I already know the rules. The problem is, I can’t get Lizzie and Kim to follow them. I’ll see you later.”
Henry went to the storage room when he got to Evergreen Lodge. He found the tape recorder and an extension cord. He plugged it in and brought the recorder outside. He pressed the start button. Then he blocked both ears.
The awful recorded bugle music drowned out the peaceful sounds of the ocean lapping in the distance. Two seagulls on the roof of Evergreen Lodge flew away in a hurry.
Henry checked his watch, then he returned to the storage room. “Where are those flags, anyway?” Henry said to himself as he looked around. “I know I put them in here last night after the campfire.” He checked the shelves, then the closet. Nothing.
By this time, Ginny and Rich had arrived at their office.
“Morning, Henry,” Rich said. “Mr. Pines will be here with your trunks when the ferry arrives. After the Flag Ceremony, you can bring them to the cabins.”
Henry still felt bad about the missing trunks. He sure didn’t want to tell the Gullens that the flags were missing, too.
“It’ll be great to hear you blow a real bugle when your trunk gets here,” Ginny told Henry. “That tape is pretty worn out by now. Our cat hides under the bed when she hears it.”
“So do some of our campers!” Rich said with a laugh. “Live or recorded, the bugle wake-up is a Camp Seagull tradition.”
Ginny smiled at Henry. “You did a nice job during the Flag Ceremony after the campfire last night, Henry. This morning the campers will watch the flag-raising, then sing the Camp Seagull song.” Ginny paused. “What’s the matter, Henry? Are you nervous? Don’t be. You’ll do fine again.”
Henry shifted from one foot to the other. “Well, you see . . . actually, I can’t find the flags right now. I remember folding them after the ceremony last night. I thought I put them away with the tape recorder. But now they’re not in the storage room.”
Henry noticed a tiny frown pass over Ginny’s face. This was the same look she’d given the Aldens when she discovered their trunks had been left behind.
“Oh, dear,” Ginny said quietly. “Rich and I will look around here. Run back to your cabin. See if you brought them there by mistake.”
As campers streamed toward the flagpole, Henry dashed off to his cabin. Those flags just had to be there!
“Where’re you going?” Henry’s Driftwood Dolphins wanted to know when they saw him going the other way.
Jessie and Violet wanted to know the same thing when Henry passed by.
“Henry, it’s almost seven o’clock,” Jessie said. “Did you forget something in your cabin?”
Henry pulled Jessie to the side. “Did you notice what I did with the flags last night? I can’t find them anywhere. I’m almost a hundred percent sure I put them in Evergreen Lodge with the tape recorder. But they’re not there now.”
Jessie was upset for her brother. “I feel terrible. There was so much going on that I didn’t see where you went or what you did. Sorry.”
Zach came over to Jessie and Henry. “Your trunks are by the dock. Aren’t you supposed to be in charge of the Flag Ceremony right now?” He checked his watch. “It’s in ten minutes. Flag Ceremony is always at seven o’clock in the morning — unless Ginny and Rich changed that, too.”
Jessie’s Dolphins looked confused by the delay. “Come along,” she said, leading her campers toward the flagpole.
“Hurry up!” Kim ordered her group. “You can’t be late for Flag Ceremony or we’ll lose points.”
Henry tried not to panic. Still, his heart was racing. “I have only a few minutes.” He burst into Driftwood Cabin. He checked around as best he could in the short time he had. “It’s no use. I know I didn’t bring those flags here.”
He felt sick inside. He didn’t want to let down the whole camp. All he wanted was to set his eyes on those two flags. He wanted to listen to the hush that would come over the campers as he raised the flags to begin the day.
He turned back toward Evergreen Lodge. His legs felt like wooden blocks. As he ran back, he had a new dark thought: The Dolphins are probably going to have a trillion points taken away from them because I lost those flags.
When he came to the clearing, Henry saw the expectant campers waiting for him. The ferry had brought in the day campers. He saw Benny waving.
Henry’s mind slowed down. What was he going to say to everyone? How could he tell them that, for the first time ever, Camp Seagull wouldn’t be starting the day with the Flag Ceremony?
As he was trying to come up with the words, Jessie appeared. Trailing behind were some of the Cedar Cabin Dolphins. Jessie was grinning from ear to ear.
“Did you find the flags?” Henry asked, barely able to get the words out.
Daisy handed Henry two stiff posters. “Here. Jessie told us what to do. She found some poster board in the arts and crafts room, and markers, too. We drew the flags on them. The flags aren’t very pretty. We only had time to draw a bunch of lines.”
Henry couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the two hand-drawn flags. One of them had a bird in the middle that almost looked like the one on the Camp Seagull flag. The other had stars and stripes — most of them, anyway.
“Thanks,” Henry said to the Cedar Cabin Dolphins. “These are the nicest flags I’ve ever seen.”
Rich made a move to start up the bugle tape. “They’re almost as nice as the real ones, Henry,” he said, “wherever they are. Ginny just gave the Dolphins twenty-five points for the Quick Thinking Award. Of course, losing the flags cost you twenty points, but you Dolphins made a five-point gain anyway.” With that, Rich blasted the recorded bugle music to get everyone’s attention. It was time for the famous Camp Seagull Flag Ceremony.
Henry attached the handmade flags to the ropes and pulled them gently. Up went the Stars and Stripes. Up went the Camp Seagull flag, which was soon flapping in the wind.
“Crawk! Crawk!” some of the campers cried when the flag reached the top.
Everyone cheered the Cedar Cabin Dolphins, who had saved the day. Then they gave a cheer for Henry Alden, to make him feel better.
Well, not quite everyone. When Jessie looked around to check on Lizzie, she noticed she was over with Zach and Kim near the dock. They were sitting on the Aldens’ trunks, and they weren’t cheering at all. |