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Updated: August 8, 2026

"Mid the pine trees, the long night through, The wandering breezes croon to you, They breathe a sleep charm of mist and dew. "Heaven broods o'er you with stars aglow, The hearts of Night is beating low, Wokanda watches o'er Wohelo. Wokanda watches o'er Wohelo!"

Hildegard G. (Hildegard Gertrude) Frey - The Camp Fire Girls Do Their Bit: Or, over the Top with the Winnebagos