*script of the pane near her. "Man would
not let it fail, God &could^ not let it fail--just
for lack of funds--however that
third nut may turn out--that third section
of a queer will!"

And now the mulled world outside
changed again, shading from blood-red to
fairy rose-color as seen through the spectroscope
of hope.

She became lost in the most magnificent
dream that ever entranced a Camp
Fire Girl yet--with any hope of fulfillment.

Standing of a starless night upon a lofty
mountain-top, she was looking up at
Mammy Moon, dear, silver-footed Queen,
so near to the heart of every Earth-*daughter!

In the darkness she felt the eyes of the
whole world upon her--she but a satellite
reflecting her father's light--its joint ear
was bent to catch the wild, triumphal
song-sob of her heart.

And at the words: "Ready! Shoot!"
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