“Where are we going to get a tent?”

“A tent would be awfully warm,” Ethel Brown decided.  “Why couldn’t we have it in the corner where there is a fence on two sides?  We could lace boughs back and forth between the palings and make the fence higher, and on the other two sides borrow or buy some wide chicken wire from the hardware store and make that eye-proof with branches.”

“And string an electric light wire over them.  I begin to get enthusiastic,” cried Roger.  “We could amuse, say, a hundred people at a time at ten cents apiece, in the side-show corner and keep them away from the other more crowded regions.”

“Exactly,” agreed Dorothy; “and if you can think of any other side show that the people will like better than Punch and Judy, why, put it in instead.”

“We might have finger shadows—­rabbits’ and dogs’ heads and so on; George Foster does them splendidly, and then have some one recite and some one else do a monologue in costume.”

“Aren’t we going to have that sort of thing inside?”

“I suppose so, but if your idea is to give more space inside, considering that all Rosemont is expected to come to this festivity, we might as well have a performance in two rings, so to speak.”

“Especially as some of the people might be a little shy about coming inside,” suggested Dorothy.

“Why not forget Punch and Judy and have the same performance exactly in both places?” demanded Roger, quite excited with his idea.  “The Club gives a flower dance, for instance, in the hall; then they go into the yard and give it there in the ten cent enclosure while number two of the program is on the platform inside.  When number two is done inside it is put on outside, and so right through the whole performance.”

“That’s not bad except that the outside people are paying ten cents to see the show and the inside people aren’t paying anything.”

“Well, then, why not have the tables where you sell things—­if you are going to have any?”—­

“We are,” Helen responded to the question in her brother’s voice.

“—­have your tables on the lawn, and have everybody pay to see the performance—­ten cents to go inside or ten cents to see the same thing in the enclosure?”

“That’s the best yet,” decided Ethel Brown.  “That will go through well if only it is pleasant weather.”

“I feel in my bones it will be,” and Ethel Blue laughed hopefully.

The appointed day was fair and not too warm.  The whole U.S.C. which went on duty at the school house early in the day, pronounced the behavior of the weather to be exactly what it ought to be.

The boys gave their attention to the arrangement of the screen of boughs in the corner of the school lot, and the girls, with Mrs. Emerson, Mrs. Morton and Mrs. Smith, decorated the hall.  Flowers were to be sold everywhere, both indoors and out, so there were various tables about the room and they all had contributed vases of different sorts to hold the blossoms.