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"Tessie!"
Girls looking on knew nothing of the story of this reunion, but it was plain the captains were in the secret, and they did not call the stranger and the patrol leader back to their places. The emotion these girls were experiencing surely deserved consideration, and so they were left almost to themselves, a little distance from the troops.
"And now we have some True Tred awards to make," again announced the captain. "Venture Troop will make theirs later."
"To Cleo Harris goes the first Bronze Cross awarded our troop!"
There was a shout, cheers, then questions!
"Not only did she save a human life by stopping a runaway horse a few feet from a railway crossing, down the tracks of which was das.h.i.+ng an express, but she thought she had entirely succeeded in hiding her ident.i.ty. She did not want the world to know of her deed, but we have discovered it!"
Then, completely dumfounded, Cleo was urged forward, and she acted as she felt, like a girl in a dream, when Captain Clark pinned on her blouse the highest award, the Bronze Cross hanging from its bright red ribbon.
She had won the first B. C.!
Scarcely had the confusion subsided when Grace was called up to receive the merit badge for "successfully spreading scout influence and bringing joy into the life of a disabled child."
Jacqueline had insisted mention be made of the "joy" the woods play had brought to her. So the award was made in that way.
Madaline was admiring Cleo's cross when she heard her name called.
Captain Clark announced: "A tiny four-leaf clover picked and bestowed in love as a nature gift is not too small to be recognized, and when Madaline Mower hurried after the wheel-chair of this little queen she touched a secret spring. An honor badge'
must mark the result," and the much-astonished Madaline also received an award from the queen.
"And who in this troop lost a merit badge?" joyously asked the queen, as soon as her words could be heard through the growing excitement.
"Oh, I did!" almost shouted Margaret Slowden, rus.h.i.+ng forward without waiting to be called.
There was the much-prized merit badge! The one originally bestowed upon her on such an auspicious occasion.
When Captain Clark again pinned it on Margaret's breast it seemed like a blessing that had grown greater by reason of its loss. And how delighted the girls were! It was a clear case of "No questions asked."
Over on a little moss-covered tree stump Tessie and Rose alone knew the complete story of that lost badge, and only their eyes attempted to give an expression to the details.
The call to "fall in ranks" was not sounded for a full hour later, for such a picnic as these girls enjoyed had never been heard of in River Bend Woods.
All the wealth and generosity of Gerald Dougla.s.s seemed poured out in his sister's woody banquet; and as we have guessed he was by no means a stranger to the attractive Captain Clark. In fact, the way these two worked to "lay out the spread" caused even the experienced Captain Cosgrove to raise an inquisitorial finger.
And now our mythical May-pole has swung around until its pretty ends all entwine the staff like a monument of mirth.
Rose and Tessie were reunited and nothing but the insistance of Jacqueline that Stacia (this name now became permanent, as did the brief t.i.tle Dagmar had chosen) stay with her, kept the two companions even temporarily separated by the short distance of two intervening villages.
As Stacia was a.s.sisting the queen back to earth, and thence to her big limousine late that afternoon, she overheard Jacqueline telling Captain Cosgrove about the completion of her accounts for the Shut In Benefit.
"Cousin Marcia Osborne went to the coast a week ago," Jacqueline said, "and she told me before she went she knew the returns would be made all right in time. So when Stacia handed me the envelope the other day I wrote her immediately that it was all settled by now."
Then Pan blew a reveille on his pipes and the troops left the woods, so we must leave them, to meet again in the next volume of the Scouts, to be called "The Girl Scouts at Bellair: or, Maid Mary's Awakening."
THE END