rson like education."

The Captain's cheerful words encouraged Marjorie.

"We did make a good deal on the Japanese fete, didn't we?" she asked.

"Over a hundred dollars! And the returns aren't all in yet."

"Well, I will try to be patient," said Marjorie, walking toward the door
of the office. Then, turning around, she added,

"Miss Phillips, couldn't you urge _all_ the Scouts to adopt a friendly
attitude toward Frieda? We'll never get anywhere till they do!"

"I didn't know they hadn't!" replied Miss Phillips; "but I will deliver
a gentle lecture at next Scout meeting if you think there is any doubt."

Marjorie flashed her grateful look, and was gone. Temporarily, she felt
cheered and relieved, but she knew that the feeling would not last. Deep
in her subconscious mind, she sensed dangerous rocks ahead, and probably
treacherous waters to go through, before Frieda would be safe--morally
safe--as she and Lily and all her friends, were safe.

But she would be brave; she would not cross her bridges before she came
to them!

CHAPTER IX

THE LOST CANOE

It was in October that the hockey squad was announced, and a meeting
held. The list of names which Miss Phillips posted upon the
bulletin-board was examined with breathless interest by every girl in
the school; for there would be no new Scouts chosen from among those who
had not already qualified in hockey.

Except among the fortunate few, a great feeling of disappointment
prevailed all over the school. Girls who knew that their report marks
would be high, and who had looked eagerly forward to becoming Girl
Scouts of Pansy troop, were sick with despair at falling short of the
coveted goal.

For the same reason, however, the few new girls who had made the team
appreciated the honor all the more. It meant a great deal to Mae
VanHorn, who had lost out the previous year, and who cared more for
Marjorie and Frances and Ethel, than any of the other girls in the
school. It brought a feeling of pride to Barbara Hill, who admired Ruth
so ardently. But perhaps it carried the greatest happiness of all to
the three freshmen who were chosen--Florence Evans, Alice Endicott, and
Daisy Gravers. If their marks would only permit them to become Girl
Scouts!

For the past week Marjorie had been happy. With an easy majority, she
had been elected captain of the team, and the position and the
popularity pleased her. Then, too, she spent much of her time with Alice
Endicott