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Updated: May 25, 2025


She came forward alone toward the door of the cabin, looking at Bessie with interest. "My name is Wanaka that is, my Camp Fire name," said the stranger. "We are Manasquan Camp Fire Girls, you know, and we've been camping out by this lake. Do you live here?" "No not exactly, ma'am," said Bessie, still a little shy. "Then you must be camping out, too? It's fun, isn't it?

Miss Eleanor, or Wanaka, as she was called in the ceremonial meetings, did not attempt to control the talk on these occasions. She only led it and tried, at times, to guide it into some particular channel.

But Wanaka said she was sure that it is only gossip, and that he needn't be afraid. And we're going to the city, too, you know, so you'll be able to see him." "Will I, Bessie? Then that won't be so bad. If I could only talk to him I'm sure it would seem better. And you must be right they can't punish a man when he hasn't done anything wrong, can they?" "Of course not," said Bessie, laughing.

And suddenly she was overcome with the thought of how hard things were going to be, especially for Zara, and tears filled her eyes. "You shall tell me all about it afterwards," said Wanaka, with decision. "Just now you've got to come over with us and have something to eat, right away. Girls, launch the canoes!

Since I voyaged up the Wanaka I have seen mountain scenery in many other lands, but I cannot call to mind anything which for beauty and grandeur surpasses that by which I was now surrounded.

It was not long before they came into country that Bessie had never seen, well as she knew the woods near the Hoover farmhouse. Wanaka, careful lest too steady a walk should tire the girls, called a halt at least once an hour, and, when the trail led up hill, oftener.

She had read about girls who had gone to the city and earned money, lots of money, without working any harder than she had always done. Perhaps could do that, too. "You talk to Wanaka about that when she comes back," said Minnehaha, who guessed what Bessie was thinking. "You see her. She'll explain it to you. And you're going to be happy, Bessie. I'm sure of that.

And try to forget about Jake and all the other people who have been unkind to you. Remember that you're safe with us now. We'll look after you." "I know that, and I can't tell you how good it makes me feel." Wanaka laughed then, to herself. "I say we'll look after you," she said, still smiling. "But so far it looks more as if you were going to look after us.

Bessie's clear, frank eyes that never fell, no matter how Wanaka stared into them, seemed to the older girl a sure sign that Bessie was telling the truth. "It sounds as if you'd had a pretty hard time, and as if you hadn't had much chance," she said, gravely. "It's strange about your parents." Bessie's eyes filled with tears.

Then the pie was put in and covered at once, so that no heat could escape, and Bessie, saying nothing about what she had done, went back to help the others. Obeying the unwritten rule of the Camp Fire, which allows the girls to work out their ideas unaided if they possibly can, so as to encourage self-reliance and independence, Wanaka did not ask her what she had done.

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