is morning, Zara, but you see it came out all right. And I'm
beginning to think now that other things will turn out right, too, just
as Miss Eleanor's been saying they would."

"Oh, I do hope so! There's Miss Eleanor coming now."

"Well, girls, have you chosen your fire names yet?" asked the Guardian.
"You'll have to be ready to tell us to-night at the big fire you know,
when you get your rings."

"Why, I hadn't thought about it, even. Had you, Zara?"

"Yes, I had. I think I'd like to be called by a name that would make
people think of being happy and cheerful. Is there an Indian word that
would do that?"

"Perhaps. But why don't you make up a new word for yourself, as we made
up Wo-he-lo? You could take the first letters of happy and cheerful,
and call yourself Hachee. That sounds like an Indian word, though it
really isn't. And what for a symbol?"

"I think a chipmunk is the happiest, cheerfulest thing I know."

"That's splendid! You can be Hachee, and your symbol shall be the
chipmunk. You've done well, Zara. I don't think you'll ever want to burn
your name."

"What is that? Burning one's name?" inquired Zara.

"Sometimes a girl chooses a name and later she doesn't like it. Then, at
a Council Fire, she writes that name, the one she wants to give up, on a
slip of paper, and it's thrown into the fire. And after that she is
never called by it again."

"Oh, I see. No, I like my new name and I'll want to keep that, I know."

"I've always liked the name of Stella--that means a star, doesn't
it?--so that my name and my symbol could be the same, if I took that."

"Yes, Bessie. That's a good choice, too. You shall be Stella, when we
are using the ceremonial names. Well, that's settled, then. You must
learn to repeat the Wood-Gatherer's desire to-night--and after that you
will get your rings, and then you will be real Camp Fire Girls, like the
rest of us."

Then she left them, because there was much for her to do, and that
afternoon Bessie and Zara made very sure that they knew the
Wood-Gatherer's desire, and learned all that the other girls could tell
them about the law of the fire, and all the other things they wanted to
know. But they waited anxiously for it to be time to light the great
Council Fire.

All afternoon the Wood-Gatherers worked, gathering the fagots for the
fire, and arranging them neatly. They were built up so that there was a
good space for a draught under the wood, in order that the fire, o