The Camp Fire Girls' Larks and Pranks

om hurrying, ran up the steps of the house where Nyoda lived and rang the bell. The

oda?" deman

othing out the folds of her pretty new pleated dress w

emanded Sahwah curiously. "The

"I'm so excited about meeting Veronica that I don't know what I'm doing. I just can't sit

make her first appearance?" said Hinpoha to Sahwah. "Don't you remember how we wondered what

dys, pausing in her walk. "And wa

to her chair and seated herself properly. A moment later Nyoda entered the

n the stranger's shoulder, "this i

ere was an air about her which they could never acquire if they lived a hundred years. They felt like peasants in the presence of a queen. But they forgot her aristocratic air when they looked into her eyes. Large and dark and velvety as a pansy, but so sad it almost broke your heart to look into them. All the sympathy which the girls had worked up for her since hearing her story came back in a rush and they surrounded her with cordial greetings and expressions of welcome. Veronica held her violin, which she had brought over with

ebagos' doings which she was now to take part in. Of course the new lodge was the main topic of conversation with the Winnebagos and they waxed so enthusiastic over its

lain things to Veronica, "and a Ceremonial dress, and learn the songs, and know the Ca

ago passwords, and what ar

for they come first in order. You see, the general signal of the Winnebagos is the call of the whippoorwill, like this"-and she illustrated her words with a clear call. "You repeat that three times and at the end of it y

your call, Sahwah?" interrupted Hinpoha. "There are

my individuality, as my dear friend, Miss Snively, would say. I a

m first on Ceremonial night. If any of us get there ahead of her we have to stay out until she comes. Then we announce our coming by giving the call of the whippoorwill and she knows one of the Winnebagos is below; and

er Council Fires were here

e another. "What does

know," sa

know," sa

h," said Gladys. "Why did you choose

l buildings at the Exposition, and it sounded as if it might mean something grand, so I

Nyoda, "although I confess I ca

ves on being a singing group, that is, we have a great many songs that we sing together, and I think our dearest friends are those we sing with. So we Winnebagos call each other 'Song Friends,' or friends b

d with a smouldering light. "I shall be the gull that flies over the sea," she said

he Pussycat,' and they climbed on the sofa for the beautiful pea-green boat-you know what a beautiful pea-green it is-and for a small guitar Nyoda gave Sahw

oda made tea in her new electric teapot and passed platefuls of thin sandwiches, and Sahwah upset her cup into her

ay for us?" asked Nyoda of Veronica when the

ches were forgotten and the girls sat in a spellbound circle, while Sahwah stopped mopping her skirt with her handkerchief and the wet spot dried and scorched unheeded. Such a witching melody as rose from the strings-now light as a fairy dancing on a bub

adys in a whisper. It seeme

wed on each other's heels, until they could see in their mind's eye the leaping figures of the dancers in their bright costumes. Faster, faster, flashed the bow on the magic strings

came to herself with a start. The light left her eyes and sh