rubber-soled tennis
shoes were quickly slipped on her feet. Her clothing, with the exception
of her camp uniform, was handed her and she dressed as best she could
under the circumstances. Then her bathrobe was thrown about her shoulders
and again the warning voice whispered to her to be silent.

The midnight intruders found Tommy, however, a most belligerent captive.
She struggled violently and made frantic efforts to scream out, until,
fearful of discovery, one of the mysterious visitors hastily seized
Tommy's clothing from her locker, another took charge of her bathrobe
while four of them marched the indignant little girl out of the tent and
away from the camp where she was forced into her clothes despite her
strenuous resistance.

"They are hazing us," thought Harriet as she was led away.

That was the plan. The hazers, now divided themselves into two parties.
One division took charge of Grace, while the other division proceeded in
the opposite direction with Harriet and after walking a short distance
came to a halt. The bath towel that was nearly suffocating Harriet was
partly removed from her head. A voice, plainly disguised spoke to her.

"Art thou prepared for initiation into the mysteries of the tribe of
Wau-Wau, my sister?" asked the voice.

"That depends upon what the initiation into those mysteries is. I don't
know whether I am prepared or not," answered the girl lightly.

"My sisters, is the fire extinguished and the hearth left in order?" asked
the first speaker.

"Even so."

"Then having been tried by fire, by the flame that thou wilt one day wear
upon thine arm it is meet that thou shouldst learn the touch of the enemy
of those flames. My sisters what is the enemy that defeats the flame?"

"Water," answered a muffled chorus of voices.

"Then, my sister, thou, having been tried by the fire, the fire that
burned at our feet this evening it is meet that thou shouldst now submit
to the final test. Below thee is a pool, a pool deep and dark wherein lurk
the water sprite and the wood nymph, waiting there to welcome thee."

Harriet now heard the ripple of water somewhere near at hand. She smiled.
Water, no matter how deep, held no terrors for her. She was an expert
swimmer. However, the night was cool and she knew that the water of a
forest stream would be a great deal colder.

"Hast thou yet earned the swimming honor?" asked the voice at her side.

"I can swim, if that is what you mean."

"It is