deal of a
trust for me, as well as for them--leaving them to you. It shows, I
think, that the Camp Fire is in good shape and able to get along, not
exactly by itself, but under different conditions. I might easily have
to leave them, you know, and if they couldn't go right ahead under
another Guardian, I'd feel that my work had been, in a way, at least, a
failure."

"All ready, Miss Drew!" called old Andrew, and then the girls gathered
on the beach and sung the Wo-he-lo song as the boat glided off.

Eleanor welcomed the quiet days that followed, during which she
completed the plans for the field day in which the Boy Scouts were also
to take part, and for the long tramp she planned as the chief event of
the summer for her girls.

"It seems sort of slow, now that those gypsies have gone, and there's
no one to make trouble for us," Dolly complained. But Bessie and Zara,
who heard her, only laughed at her.

"You'd better be careful," said Zara. "First thing you know you'll be
starting some new trouble."

"She's right," said Bessie. "You said when we got away from that gypsy
that you'd had enough excitement for awhile, Dolly."

"Oh, well," Dolly pouted, "it is slow up here--no place to buy soda, no
moving picture shows--nothing!"

"I call the swimming and the walks pretty exciting," said Zara. "I'm
really learning. I went about twenty yards this afternoon."

"But I know how to swim, and one walk is just like another," said Dolly.

"Well, we'll have the field day pretty soon, and then, after that,
we'll start on our long walk. There'll be plenty of excitement then,
and one walk won't be just like another. I bet you'll be wishing for a
train before we're down in the valley again."

CHAPTER VIII

A NOVEL RACE

The morning of the long-awaited field day dawned clear and bright. The
camp was stirring with the first rays of the rising sun, that gilded
the tree tops to the east, and painted the surface of the lake, smooth
as a mirror, with a hundred hues. The day promised to be hot in the
open, but there was no danger of great heat on the march, which was
entirely through the woods.

"We won't worry about how hot it's going to be under the sun," said
Eleanor Mercer as the girls sat at their early breakfast.

"No. Our work is under the trees, until we get to the camping spot,"
said Margery Burton.

"Now here's the plan of campaign," said Eleanor. "I am going to send
two girls ahead to build the