same as the summer before. Patty Sands was wild with delight upon seeing
Ethel. Edna Whitely was the same happy-go-lucky Edna as of old. Mollie
Long and Edith Overman had grown very tall, while Sallie Davis had become
a perfect roly poly. She had gained twenty pounds and was constantly
dieting and taking long walks.

Mattie Hastings cried when she beheld Ethel. Mattie had grown quiet and
dignified, while in her face she showed more character.

Ethel looked at them all, especially at Honora.

"Can I not put my dislike of that girl behind me?" she thought. "Why
can't I be nice to her?"

She tried hard. She began asking her of her mother, and tears filled
Nora's eyes, but after a while her voice began to take on its old shrill
tones, while in her manner there came that indescribable something that
had always repelled Ethel.

"That girl is my cross," she thought. "I must like her, and yet I can't.
I shall never become worthy to be a Camp Fire Girl until I overcome it.
I wonder if she'll affect Mother as she does me."

Ethel was now a Fire Maker. In addition to her Wood Gatherer's ring she
wore the pretty silver bracelet of the Fire Maker.

The second evening they had a Council Fire. The wood and kindling
had been gathered and brought by Edna Whitely and a new girl named
Kate Winthrop, who had never been to Camp before. Edna couldn't seem
to advance. She was actually too lazy to work for honors and it worried
Kate Hollister not a little.

"What's the difference?" she would say. "Someone will have to gather
wood and we have but one new girl--that's Kate. You may be glad that
I stayed."

The girls looked pretty in their brown ceremonial gowns and their long
hair banded with the ceremonial band. Ethel advanced and lighted the
fire, intoning the usual Fire Makers' song. Then they had the exercises.
Honors were awarded and several girls advanced to the next higher grade.
This is the Fire Makers' ode to Fire that they intoned as Ethel lighted
the Council Fire: "Oh, Fire, long years ago when our fathers fought with
the great animals you were their protection. From the cruel cold of
winter you saved them. When they needed food you changed the flesh of
beasts into savory meat for them. During all the ages your mysterious
flame has been a symbol to them for Spirit. So (tonight) we light our
fire in remembrance of the great Spirit who gave you to us."

In the darkness of the woods with the bright flames shooting upward the