r, which each girl declared to be the most wonderful
experience of her life. No outdoor bed is quite so comfortable
as a grassy meadow and the Winnebagos settled themselves with
sighs of contentment. In her letter to her mother, Migwan wrote:

"I have never seen such cloud pictures as I saw that night. Once
it looked as if a black-robed priest were holding the moon before
him like a basin, while a polar bear stood upright beside him,
his paws resting on a carved pillar. Once it seemed as if the
moon were about to enter a vast cavern, at the door of which
stood the figure of a youth with hands outstretched in welcome.
The moon paused before the door but did not enter. The youth
slid to the ground and crouched with head on knee in an attitude
of despair. A gigantic figure stood out in the light. Before
him danced a circle of elves. The figure in the doorway leaned
back and slept. Watching this strange panorama, I fell asleep."

Nyoda awoke before sunrise and sat up to see if the rest were all
right. All those girls sleeping on the ground looked like an
army. She could not help wondering--would it ever come to that
in earnest? Was this semi-military training of the Camp Fire
girls all over the country a prophetic flash? She looked fondly
around at her charges. Hinpoha and Migwan were sleeping together
and the bed would hardly hold them. Both were still sound asleep
and both mechanically swatting mosquitoes in their sleep. At the
foot of her own bed the Winnebago banner was stuck into the
ground, keeping silent guard. Gladys's bed had come apart and
her bare feet were sticking out between the ponchos.

Nyoda lay back for another nap to waken when the rising sun shone
in her face. She sat up again and this time she beheld a curious
sight. One of the ponchos, tied up in a long roll, suddenly rose
in the air, and after waving back and forth like a pendulum,
slowly descended. Smothered giggles burst from the beds about.
Again the phenomenon occurred. Nyoda jumped up suddenly.
Seizing the poncho, she shook it, and a head appeared at the
bottom end. It was Hinpoha. The girls had rolled her into her
poncho and tied it up, and she was lying on the ground with her
legs in the air when Nyoda first spied her. It was two hours
before rising time but the girls were all wide awake and ready
for larks. They sat up in bed and began to throw shoes at each
other, until Nyoda, in sheer self-defense, blew the risin