Running up the steps, she followed a well-trodden path through a pine grove, and in a few minutes, through the trees, she caught the gleam of white tents and stopped to reconnoitre. A dozen or more tents were set irregularly around an open space; also there was a large frame building with canvas instead of boarding on two sides, and adjoining this a small frame shack, evidently a kitchen--and girls were everywhere. "O, I'm hungry for girls!" breathed the one peering through the green branches. "I wonder if I dare venture----" She broke off abruptly, staring in surprise at a group approaching her. Then she ran forward crying out, "Why, Anne Wentworth--to think of finding you here!" "To think of finding _you_ here, Laura Haven! Where did you drop from?" cried the other. The two were holding each other's hands and looking into each other's faces with eyes full of glad surprise. "I? I didn't drop--I climbed--up the steps from the landing," Laura laughed. "I was out on the bay in my canoe--we came up yesterday in the yacht--and I heard that beautiful Indian call, and I just _had_ to find out where it came from, and what it meant. I suspected a girls' camp, but of course I never dreamed of finding you here. Do tell me all about it. It is a camp, isn't it?" "Yes, we are Camp Fire Girls," Anne Wentworth replied. She glanced behind her, but the others had disappeared. "They vanished for fear they might be in the way," she said. "O Laura, I'm so glad you're here, for this is the night for our Council Fire. You can stay to it, can't you--I'm sure you would be interested." "Stay--how long? It's after sunset now." "O, stay all night with me, and all day to-morrow. You must stay to the Council Fire to-night, anyhow." "I'd love to dearly, but father won't know where I am." Laura's voice was full of regret. "Why can't you go back and tell him? I'll go with you," Anne suggested. "Will there be time before your Council Fire?" "Yes, if we hurry--wait one minute." Anne called to the nearest girl, gave her a brief message, and turned again to her friend. "Come on, we've no time to lose, but I know how you can make a canoe fly," she said, and hand-in-hand the two went scurrying through the grove and down to the landing. Then while the canoe swept swiftly over the water, Anne Wentworth answered the eager questions of her friend. "It's a new organisation--the Camp Fire Girls," she explained. "It is something like the Boy Scouts only, I think, planned on broader lines and with higher and finer ideals--at any rate it is better suited for girls. It aims to help them to be healthy, useful, trustworthy, and happy. Health--work--love--as shown in service--these are the ideals on which we try to build. We have three grades. First a girl becomes a Wood Gatherer; then after passing certain tests, a Fire Maker, then a Torch Bearer." "And which are you?" Laura asked.