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Chapter 22
Wegottohavethisstuff.»
«Sure,"saidTom.
«Now—gotanymoney?»
«Littlebit.»
«Youain’tdestitute?»
«Gotalittle.Why?»
«Well,thecampsitecostsadollaraweek,butyoucanworkitout,carryinggarbage,keepingthecampclean—stufflikethat.»
«We’llworkitout,"saidTom.
«You’llseethecommitteetomorrow.They’llshowyouhowtousethecampandtellyoutherules.»
Tomsaid,«Say—whatisthis?Whatcommitteeisthis,anyways?»
Thewatchmansettledhimselfback.«Worksprettynice.There’sfivesanitaryunits.EachoneelectsaCentralCommitteeman.Nowthatcommitteemakesthelaws.Whattheysaygoes.»
«S’posetheygettough,"Tomsaid.
«Well,youcanvote’emoutjus’asquickasyouvote’emin.They’vedoneafinejob.Tellyouwhattheydid—youknowtheHolyRollerpreachersallthetimefollowthepeoplearound,preachin’an’takin’upcollections?Well,theywantedtopreachinthiscamp.Andalotoftheolderfolkswantedthem.SoitwasuptotheCentralCommittee.Theywentintomeetingandhere’showtheyfixedit.Theysay,’Anypreachercanpreachinthiscamp.Nobodycantakeupacollectioninthiscamp.’Anditwaskindasadfortheoldfolks,’causetherehasn’tbeenapreacherinsince.»
Tomlaughedandthenheasked,«Youmeantosaythefellasthatrunsthecampisjus’fellas—campin’here?»
«Sure.Anditworks.»
«Yousaidaboutcops—"
«CentralCommitteekeepsorderan’makesrules.Thenthere’stheladies.They’llcallonyourma.
