he spots on the rabbit,
counting the Pleiades, and spying out the little companion star
to the one in the handle of the Big Dipper, the pair which the
Arabs call the Horse and Rider, and the girls would not rest
until they, too, had caught sight of the tiny point of light.
And in learning to know the stars they were doing much more than
just that; they were making friends whom they would always keep
and love, and who would greet them with the same cheery twinkle
wherever they were, rich or poor or joyful or sad, as surely as
the seasons came round!

The camp book was finished, and sent off to Professor Bentley
with its clever descriptions and cunning illustrations, bound in
a leather cover with the Winnebago symbol on the front. The
"doings" and adventures recounted in it made it very thick and
heavy, and yet there were so many things they had planned to do
that were left undone! "We never had our sleeping party on the
Bartletts' lawn," said Migwan regretfully.

"Don't you remember," said Sahwah, suddenly grown reminiscent,
"when we were waiting for Gladys to come, you said she was going
to be your affinity, and I was afraid she would never look at me
at all?" And Sahwah smiled happily, for if Gladys had any
"affinity" at all it certainly was Sahwah herself.

Meanwhile Gladys and Nyoda were sitting up on the Sunset Rock,
looking out over the water and enjoying their own thoughts. The
lake was absolutely calm, except for a few long ripples like
folds in satin. A motor boat cutting through left a long,
fan-shaped tail like a peacock. There was a faint rosy tint on
the water, as if the lake were blushing at the consciousness of
her own loveliness. Nyoda noted idly that the rocks under the
water looked warm and green; those above cold and gray.

"Nyoda," said Gladys.

"What is it, dear?" answered Nyoda, taking her eyes from the
lake.

"I've been thinking a great deal of late," went on Gladys, "about
what I shall do this winter. You know mother has her heart set
on my finishing at Miss Russell's school, but the more I think of
it the more I see what I have lost by not going to the public
high school. So in my last letter to papa I asked him if I might
not go to public school the last two years, and I now have his
answer." She spread out a letter and handed it to Nyoda. It
read:

"My dear daughter: Nothing could please me more than your
request to take the last two years of your high school work in
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