roup, and the
least fastidious. That same red hair which Professor Wheeler
raved over was the bane of her existence, and she had more than
once threatened to cut it off when the curls became hopelessly
snarled. Her chief aim in life was to have as much fun as
possible and to get as many others mixed up in it as she could.
Hinpoha, haughty and proud because of her good looks, was a
picture that the imagination balked at. Yet Nyoda could not help
noticing that wherever the group went Hinpoha attracted by far
the most attention from outsiders. All the way down from
Cleveland on the train Nyoda had watched men who had scarcely
taken their eyes from Hinpoha. The guardian sighed as she
reflected on the problem, for she knew how difficult it would be
for Hinpoha to live out the happy normal girl life which was her
birthright.

When Nyoda reached camp Hinpoha and Sahwah were lying on their
stomachs on the dock, rigging up a light-boat to be sent over the
lake. It consisted of a flat board for a keel and voluminous
sails dipped in turpentine. As Nyoda landed they set a match to
the sails and shoved the boat out into the wind. It made a grand
glare as it glided out over the lake and the girls cheered until
the last spark had fallen hissing into the water.

"Wasn't it a grand success all the way through?" sighed Sahwah
happily as they climbed the path to the tents at the sound of the
first bugle. "First we thought it was going to rain and then the
sun shone; and first we thought we weren't going to have any
audience and then we did anyway, and the dinner didn't burn and
everything was lovely!"

The day had been pretty strenuous for most of the girls and it
was not long before Nepahwin, the Spirit of Sleep, claimed them
for his own. Then it was that the Dream Manitou, hovering over
the Omega tent, fluttered down on Sahwah's pillow. In fancy she
roamed through the virgin forest, before the white man had come
to destroy the Indian lodges. She was the daughter of a
Chieftain, the acknowledged leader of the other maidens. Now
there was a young brave belonging to a neighboring tribe with
whom she was in love, but there was enmity between her tribe and
his, and he dared not ask for her hand. So they were in the
habit of meeting secretly in the forest. One day when they were
together they became aware of footsteps approaching, and peering
through the bushes saw a number of braves belonging to the young
man's tribe clos