uardian, then gave
place to a tolerant smile. She read Jane McCarthy at a glance and in her
saw much that was worthy of development.

"Come here, girls, and help me unload this stuff," called Jane, turning
her back on the Chief Guardian. "Dad must get out of the woods with the
car before dark or he'll break his precious old neck. Dad wouldn't be
worth a cent with a broken neck, so help me to get him started on his way
home."

Harriet and Miss Elting were the only ones who accepted the invitation.
First, Mrs. Livingston pointed out the tent where Jane was to live, then
Jane backed her car down to it see-sawing to avoid obstructions, until
finally sending the car back a few inches too far, she crashed through the
tent entrance, smashing the end pole, bringing the front of the tent down
over her head.

"Good gracious! That's too bad. I never did such a clumsy thing in my
life," declared Jane. "Here, Dad! Settle the damages with Mrs. Livingston.
Anything broken in there?"

"Nothing particular. The tent is wrecked. That's all," sarcastically
answered Patricia Scott, who was standing near to Jane. "However, don't
let a little thing like that trouble you."

"I won't," answered Jane coolly, turning her back on Patricia and
beginning to unload the car, aided by Harriet and Miss Elting.

By this time the entire camp was excited. The advent of this apparently
lawless new girl had set every tongue wagging.

"Who is she?" asked girl after girl.

"She is a very dear friend of Miss Burrell, I believe," Cora Kidder
informed them. "Some strange people come out of Meadow-Brook, don't they,
girls?"

"Yes," agreed Patricia, "One hesitates to even remain in the same camp
with them. I am sure my parents wouldn't allow me to stay here if they
knew that such crazy girls were admitted."

Several girls turned their backs on Cora and Patricia and walked away, for
Harriet and her chums were becoming popular with the Camp Girls, whereas
there was a feeling of resentment developing against Patricia especially,
on account of her bad disposition and her readiness to condemn others--a
trait not to be tolerated for long in Camp Wau-Wau.

Another end pole had been brought and the collapsed tent put back in
place. All this was quickly done by the Camp Girls. Jane had watched the
operation with keen interest.

"Say, you girls are all right, aren't you? Did you see that, Dad?"

Mr. McCarthy nodded.

"You'll have to teach me how to put up a