A favourite rendezvous at the camp 212 "Just think of the Lookout at this very minute!" 220 CONTENTS I. The Camp in the Forest 11 II. Introducing the Problem 24 III. The Camp Coward Dares 31 IV. The Poor Thing 44 V. Wind and Weather 65 VI. A Water Cure 77 VII. Honours Won 88 VIII. Elizabeth at Home 98 IX. Jim 119 X. Sadie Page 137 XI. Boys and Old Ladies 147 XII. Nancy Rextrew 155 XIII. A Camp Fire Christmas 168 XIV. Lizette 181 XV. An Open Door for Elizabeth 200 XVI. Camp Fire Girls and the Flag 212 XVII. Sonia 220 XVIII. The Torch Uplifted 233 XIX. Clear Shining After Darkness 243 I THE CAMP IN THE FOREST "Wohelo--wohelo--wo-_he_-lo!" The clear, musical call, rising from the green tangle of the forest that fringed the bay, seemed to float lingeringly above the treetops and out over the wide stretch of gleaming water, to a girl in a green canoe, who listened intently until the last faint echo died away, then began paddling rapidly towards the wooded slope. The sun, just dropping below the horizon, flooded the western sky with a blaze of colour that turned the wide waters into a sea of gold, through which the little craft glided swiftly, scattering from its slender prow showers of shining drops. "I'm going to find out what that means," the girl said under her breath. "It sounds like an Indian call, but I'm sure those were not Indian voices." On and on, steadily, swiftly, swept the green canoe, until, rounding a wooded point, it slipped suddenly into a beautiful little cove where there was a floating dock with a small fleet of canoes and rowboats surrounding it, and steps leading up the slope. The girl smiled as she stepped lightly out on the dock, and fastened her canoe to one of the rings. "A girls' camp it surely is," she said to herself. "I'm going to get a glimpse of it anyhow."