The Woodcraft Girls in the City Part 2

"Not for me," grumbled Hilda.

"Nor for me," added Nita, "'cause Mama won't think of letting me have anything so original as a camp-tent within a mile of our house-let alone on the front roof!"

"If I speak to your father, who is so delighted at the improvement in your health, he may induce her to look at the plan with different conclusions than these you fear," ventured the Guide.

"Maybe so; Papa said he would do anything on earth to have me keep up this Woodcraft stunt," admitted Nita.

"Zan, do you think your father will object if we send to Bill for those small tents?" now asked Miss Miller.

"Mercy no! Dad won't say a word if you pitch tents all along our entire roof and on the front piazza, too, just so there's room between the canvas cots for his sick patients to find their way to his office-door."

"The public will think Dr. Baker has opened a Sanatorium," laughed Jane.

"Or a Fresh Air Clinic for Flat-Dwellers!" added Hilda.

The others laughed provokingly when they saw Zan flush for they all liked to tease her.

Miss Miller saw the sudden gleam of anger flash from Zan's eyes and quickly said: "Girls, I am now going to indite that letter to Bill Sherman for the tents-what shall I say and who wants one?"

"One for Nita, one for Elena, and one for me-and of course Zan wants one," said Jane.

"I can use the same one Fiji and Bob had at the beach this Summer,"

replied Zan, brightening again. "Jane, why don't you use Jack's, then the extras can go to Miss Miller and Hilda."

"But Zan, I haven't a place to camp," said Hilda, dolefully.

"Then I s'pose you'll have to borrow some of my roof," returned Zan, in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Oh Zan, really! I won't mind walking back and forth every morning and night if you don't mind my using the roof!" sighed Hilda with relief so great that the others laughed.

The letter for Bill Sherman, the farmer at Wickeecheokee, was given to Zan to mail if her father approved of the camp-plan, and then the Guide excused herself and went out to see if the tea was ready to serve her guests.

That evening the six girls came in and Woodcraft reports were read; then they were invited to join the Band and the conditions of members.h.i.+p plainly outlined. Needless to add, that everyone agreed eagerly to abide by the rules and regulations read to them.

On the way home that evening, however, Eleanor Wilbur whispered to Frances and Anne Mason who were walking with her:

"Of course this Woodcraft fun will be fine when we haven't anything better to do, but you don't intend losing any other fun or meeting because of it, do you?"

"Why we are going to go to the regular Councils and meet with the other girls for work or play, whether it happens when we have invitations for other parties or fun, or not," declared Frances, the elder of the two sisters.

"Oh!" said Eleanor, a trifle disconcerted by the reply. Then after a few moments of silence she said confidentially: "Don't you think Zan Baker takes an awful lot for granted from us girls? Just see how she took the initiative in everything to-night."

"But Zan Baker is the Chief of the Band and has to take the lead in Tribal affairs," explained Anne.

"Oh yes, I know that, but you don't understand what I mean. I think she is too domineering in her office and Miss Miller certainly shows a great partiality for her. Of course everyone knows that Miss Miller bows humbly at the Doctor's shrine just because he got her the position at High School Gym!" said Eleanor, significantly.

"Why Ella! It isn't true! I know for a fact that Dr. Baker merely suggested to the Board that Miss Miller had resigned from college where she had taught for years. Most of us knew what a treasure she is, and the Board were only too glad to have her consider our school, because the salary is half what she was accustomed to receive," defended Frances.

Eleanor kept silence, but Anne added: "And we girls feel sorry for Miss Miller because she gave up that college position when her mother was left alone and needed her at home!"

The afternoon following the meeting at Miss Miller's home, Hilda fairly bounced into the gymnasium where the Guide could generally be found for some time after school-hours.

"Oh, Miss Miller, I have the loveliest camp-ground!"

"Better than the fire-escape?" laughed the Guide.

"Better than the roof of a porch! And the funny thing about it is that the janitor of our building came up himself and said: 'Miss Hilda, I feel sorry for you these hot nights, so you can sleep on the roof if you like!'

"Miss Miller, I never breathed a word to him about a tent, but he took me up and showed me where I could pitch a small tent between the great water-tank and the square box-like place where the roof-steps come up. A stone parapet almost three feet high runs all around the roof, you know, so there isn't any danger of my falling off even if I walked in my sleep-which I never do."

"I think that is fine for you, Hilda," smiled Miss Miller, but she did not add that she had spoken secretly to the janitor that morning on her way to school.

"Mother has no objections to this if I will take Paul up with me. Paul thinks the plan a dandy one so he will be benefited too. I will place a screen about his cot or mine so that I will have privacy."

"Or you could hang a curtain from a ring at one side of the tent to one at the opposite side. Then Paul could pull or push the muslin to suit himself, and it would not be ruined by rain," suggested Miss Miller.

"I'm so glad that we live on the top floor of the house, 'cause it will be an easy matter to run up or down the short flight of stairs going to the roof. When I told mother about it she laughed and said: 'You always used to grumble about climbing the four flights from the street, but I know how much pleasanter it is to be on top instead of under a noisy family in a flat.'"

"Your mother is quite right, and then the air is always better the higher one goes, and the rents are lower-the last not a mean consideration, either," added the Guide.

Jane Hubert came in just then, and her smile signified good news.

"Father never made the slightest objection to the camp idea but he has a still better one for me. He says he will erect Jack's tent on the lawn under a group of birches that grow near the high brick wall at the back of our place."

Then Nita came in. "Miracles will never cease, Miss Miller. Not only is Mama quite reconciled to my camping on the first-story extension roof where there is a concrete flooring and a parapet to three sides, but she is taking an active part in rearranging my bed-room so that I can step in and out of the French windows without falling over cus.h.i.+oned window-seats and gim-cracks standing about."

"This is the best news yet, Nita! I felt sure the other girls would have no trouble gaining permission to camp out. Now we only have to hear from Elena, as Zan started in to arrange her tent this noon, I hear."

"Oh, Elena told me that she could have her tent on the roof of the side-verandah as planned instead of on the boxed-in porch at the back,"

hurriedly informed Jane.

"Thank goodness we will be able to enjoy the Spirit's blessing of sweet fresh air that is free for all mankind," said Miss Miller, earnestly.

"To say nothing of enjoying a continuation of Woodcraft out-of-doors right in a great city," added Jane.

CHAPTER TWO-THE NEW MEMBERS

Miss Miller had secured permission to use the gymnasium for the weekly Council Meetings of the Woodcrafters, so she was already there when the members of Wickeecheokee Band and the new members appeared to hold Council.

"Girls, I bought some straw mats at the ten-cent store that I thought we could use about the Council Fire," said the Guide, as the girls all congregated about her desk.

"What about those small logs of wood we worked at so hard to bark and smooth down?" asked Nita.

"I thought we might make them presentable and then cut and paint symbolic totems on them to make them look like genuine Indian seats,"

said Miss Miller.