Ethel laughed, and while reading would stop every now and then to explain.

Then Ethel answered: 

“I have joined Miss Westcott’s Camp Fire Girls, and if you believe it, Mamma goes with me.  She doesn’t like it, but she’s a great help to me and to the girls, for she teaches them so much.  She’s consistent and it will take her some time to overcome her prejudices.  Nanny Bigelow belongs, and Harvey takes us when Mamma can not go.  By the way, Harvey seems quite interested in medicine, and after graduating he is going to study it.  We call him ‘Doctor’ Bigelow.

“Dorothy Kip’s Day Nursery has proved a great success.  It is the dearest little flat, and the babies are sweet.  Dorothy’s old woman is a great help, and I want you to know that Dorothy works hard.  Why, she almost runs the place on contributions and her allowance, and the little ones are just as happy and comfortable as possible.  She has books and toys, and we girls take turns in going in and reading to the elder children, as well as amusing the younger ones.  That is a good charity, and Grandmother (Kate noticed that Ethel had begun to call Mrs. Hollister ‘Mother’ and the old lady ‘Grandmother’) goes nearly every pleasant day and takes flowers.  She generally spends the afternoon with them, so in a small way Dorothy Kip is emulating Jane Addams.  Who knows but some day she may be her equal,—­Oh!”

The second letter said: 

“I must tell you something.  The other evening Harvey Bigelow called.  You know I never liked him any more than I liked Mattie nor Nora.  Now I like Mattie and I am beginning to like Harvey.  I hope I shall change towards Nora, but I see no sign now.  Well, Harvey began.

“‘Miss Ethel,’ he said, ’I’ve determined to become a physician.  I presume you’ve heard that, and I’m determined to become a good one, too.  You may not know it, but I have always liked boys.  I don’t say that I dislike girls,—­but I do like boys. (Harvey is developing a sense of humor.) When I visited my college chum—­Joe Atkinson—­this last summer, I was surprised to learn that he was the Scout Master to a troop of eight boys.  He lives in Springfield, Illinois.  I had a corking visit and a fine time with the kids, two of whom are his young brothers.

“’Do you know, I became mightily interested in the movement.  I have studied and watched it and I think it’s the finest thing ever started.  I came home quite enthusiastic and I talked of it to the two younger Kip boys and Alan McAllister,—­Grace’s brother.  If you’ll believe it, before I realized what I’d done, these boys had formed a troop and began to importune me to be the Scout Master of it.  There’s the two Kips, Tom Wilder (Sara Judson’s cousin), a brother of Grace McAllister, Tommy Westcott, and my cousin, Jack Atwater, besides two other boys from the East Side Y.M.C.A.  Miss Westcott, the Guardian of the Camp Fire Girls, asked that they might be allowed to join, making eight in all.’