in charming tableau, as the woodland
nymphs paused in their work, their curving
fingers typifying the warmth of the
curling flame behind the finger--the
Camp Fire welcome to heart and hearth.

A genial flame which the Guardian--she
of the golden maturity--put into
winsome words, as she approached.

"Welcome--thrice welcome,--Sisters!"
she cried. "We are the White
Birch Group of Lenox, at present engaged
in protecting our younger brothers,
the little trees which we planted ourselves.
I am Tanpa--signifying Birch--Guardian
of the Group; in everyday life just
Myra Seaver."

"And my name is Lorry--Pemrose
Lorry--my ceremonial name Want[)a]am,
a Wise Woman." Here the spokeswoman
for the two strangers had the grace to
blush, remembering the Devil's Chair.
"And this--this is my friend, Una Grosvenor,
who has just been initiated into
Camp Fire.' We belong to the Woo-*
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p100 _ -chap- _ toc-1 _ p101w _ toc-2 _ +chap+ _ p102

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