the outfit that Sahwah
had purchased in the village the day before, and the pair that
fell to Migwan were much too big for her. When it came her turn
to walk the plank she remembered Sahwah's parting injunction to
"hang on to 'em, whatever you do," and in a sudden panic lest she
should fall out of them in her flight through the air, she
grabbed them firmly by both sides of the belt, and jumped in that
position. The watchers on the beach were convulsed and struggled
for some minutes to regain their composure.

The last tableau brought tears to Nyoda's eyes--tears of joy and
pride. Around the cliff came a gay craft, moving slowly and
majestically through the water, but there was no sign of a
paddle. As it drew nearer the watchers saw that it was a canoe,
its sides covered with red, white and blue bunting. Before it
swam Sahwah and Medmangi. Inside, on a flag-covered seat, sat
Hinpoha, dressed as Columbia, with a crown on her head, her
glorious hair rippling down to her waist and shining like copper
in the sunlight. In one hand she carried a torch, in the other
she held two white streamers. These streamers were fastened to
Sahwah's and Medmangi's waists, who drew the canoe as they swam.
The spectators drew a long breath and exclaimed with delight.
Professor Wheeler sprang to his feet, camera in hand, and snapped
the "Ship of State" at least a dozen times. "Glory! What a head
of hair!" he muttered to himself.

The cortege approached the dock and those on shore thrilled with
a fearful realism as the swimmers reared up their heads and blew
jets of water out through their mouths and noses just like sea
horses. As the boat passed the dock the watchers with one accord
stood and sang "America," and kept on singing until it had
vanished from sight around the next cliff.

"Great!" cried Professor Bentley, applauding until he was red in
the face, "great!"

When the three girls came out on the beach after having changed
their fancy costumes they were met with another round of
applause. "That little pageant of yours," said Professor
Bentley, "was about the neatest thing I have ever seen. Was it
an original idea?"

The girls proudly replied that it was. "And not only original,"
added Nyoda, "but executed entirely without my help. The whole
program was a surprise to me."

"You don't say so," said Professor Bentley. "Well, all I can say
is you are a pretty clever lot of girls!"

Chapa had been busy for the last