he pillow. "One quarter
of this swinging shelf belongs to you, Gladys, so you might as
well put some of your stuff up here," she said when the bed was
finished, "as well as part of the table and the washstand." She
moved things around as she spoke, leaving spaces clear for
Gladys's possessions. "We aren't supposed to have anything
hanging over the edge of the shelf, or out of the compartment of
the table," she explained as she moved about. "Nothing is to be
left on the bed except one sweater or one folded up blanket, and
not more than two pairs of shoes under the bed. Our towels and
bathing suits are to be hung on the tent flies as
inconspicuously as possible. We also clean up our dooryards and
see that there is no waste paper about."
"What happens if everything isn't in applepie order?" asked
Gladys, mentally remarking that such rules were an unnecessary
nuisance.
"We get marked down in tent inspection, and if our things are
left in very bad order we forfeit our swimming hour for that day.
Besides, we are all working for the Camp Craft honor of doing the
work in a tent for a week, and if the tent isn't properly cared
for it doesn't count toward the honor. More than all that, the
two tents are racing to see which one gets the highest average at
the end of the summer, for Nyoda has offered a banner to the
members of the winning family."
She had hardly finished her explanation when the bugle announced
the imminent approach of Nyoda on her tour of inspection, and the
three girls ran from the tent, pulling Gladys with them. "What's
the matter?" panted Gladys. "What are we running away for?"
"We never stay in the tent while it's being inspected," explained
Migwan. "Nyoda tells us our standing during Craft hour, and what
the matter was, if there was anything, and the weekly averages
are to be read at Council Fire."
The girls settled down to Craft work in the shack, for they had
chosen that as their workroom, on account of the hinged shelves
around the walls, which were so convenient to spread work out on.
The front wall of the shack, facing the lake, was all windows,
which could be lowered, making the room as cool and airy as could
be desired.
The special work which the girls had just begun was the painting
of their paddles with their symbols. Gladys, having neither
paddle nor symbol, was at a loss what to do. "Here, take the
symbol book," said Migwan, "and begin working on your symbol."
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