g her things,
and ran down to the creek. To her joy, she found the canoe just where
she had left it.

The remainder of the journey, the sale of the canoe to the boatman by
the river-front, and the ride to New York, were accomplished without
accident or delay, and the girl finally found herself in the great
city--the place of her dreams!

Perhaps it was Frieda's good fairy, or perhaps it was the answer to
Marjorie's prayers, that brought the strange girl to the attention of
the Traveler's Aid agent. Confused by the crowd, dazzled by the vastness
of the station, unable to tell one direction from another, she stood
bewildered, seeing steps on all sides. What should she do? She
hesitated; turned around, and bumped into this good friend.

"Excuse me," she said, in the manner her teacher had taught her at
school, "but could you tell me of a nice boarding house? I came here to
work."

The woman looked at her kindly, pitying her from the bottom of her
heart. To her, she was only a child, alone, strange, in the great city
of New York.

"Yes, I know of a nice boarding house," she replied. "But have you a
place to work?"

"Not yet!"

"Have you any money?"

"Over thirty dollars!" replied Frieda, to whom it was a princely sum.

Frieda was grateful, indeed, to be put upon the right car, and to have
in her hand the written directions to the boarding house which the agent
mentioned. In a short time she was established in her room--a bare
unattractive one on the fourth floor, not nearly so nice as Mrs.
Johnson's, but as good as she could afford. She meant to get work at
once; already she was beginning to appreciate what the Girl Scouts had
done for her.

She walked the streets for ten days, without success, looking for work.
And then, on the eleventh, just when her money was beginning to be
exhausted, she found it. Stating her age as seventeen, she obtained a
situation as waitress in an attractive little tea-room on Fifth Avenue.
Under ordinary circumstances she would never have been able to get such
a place, for the other girls were of a higher type, but two waitresses
had developed scarlet fever, and the proprietress was encountering
difficulty in replacing them.

Frieda was given a black sateen dress and a white cap and apron, and
instructed in the finer points of courtesy and service. She spent some
of her first wages for powder and rouge, and learned to twist her hair
up, according to the prevailing fashion. On the