Ethel Hollister's Second Summer as a Campfire Girl eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 90 pages of information about Ethel Hollister's Second Summer as a Campfire Girl.

Ethel Hollister's Second Summer as a Campfire Girl eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 90 pages of information about Ethel Hollister's Second Summer as a Campfire Girl.

“I light the light of love, for Wohelo means love.  We love Love, for love is life and light and joy and sweetness.  And love is comradeship and motherhood and fatherhood, and all dear kinship.  Love is the joy of service so deep that self is forgotten.  Wohelo means love.”

After that this song was sung: 
“Lay me to sleep in thy sheltering flame. 
    O Master of the Hidden Fire. 
Wash pure my heart and cleanse for me
    My Soul’s desire. 
In flame of sunrise bathe my soul
    O Master of the Hidden Fire. 
That when I wake clear-eyed may be
    My Soul’s desire.”

This is by Fiona Macleod.

They stood around talking to Miss Kate for a little while, who walking over to Mattie kissed her tenderly, after which each girl followed her example before retiring, and poor Mattie was all broken up over it.

CHAPTER VII

MRS. HOLLISTER’S VISIT TO CAMP

When the morning dawned on the day Mrs. Hollister was expected, great were the preparations made for that lady.

“Listen to me, girls; she’s the cleverest woman you ever met,” said Cousin Kate.  “She has not been exactly in favor of our organization, so I wish each of you girls to do your best, and Mrs. Hollister can teach you so many useful things.”

“Yes, indeed,” said Ethel.  “Cousin Kate is right.  There’s very little that Mother can not do.”

Old Mr. Adams came up with a load of delicacies which had been ordered by the thoughtful Uncle John.

He paid no attention to the girls but as on previous occasions he gave his entire attention to his horses.  He wiped off their foaming sweat with his hands.  Last year it had been his handkerchief varied with bundles of grass and leaves.  After cleaning them to his satisfaction he calmly walked to the clear brook and washed his hands thoroughly.

“Isn’t that awful?” whispered Patty to Miss Kate.  “I shall never feel like drinking water from that brook again.”

“Why my dear,” laughed Kate, “that water changes every minute.  It’s gone now and in its place there’s fresh—­don’t worry.”

“Here they are!” called Nora, and there came to view Uncle John and a lady whom from Ethel’s resemblance to her they at once knew and fell deeply in love with, especially Mattie.

And everything pleased Mrs. Hollister,—­the girls, their costumes, their tents, and the delicious dinner cooked over an open fire interested her greatly.  She even held one of the forked branches on which reposed the chicken and broiled it as well as a chef, but she thought the green corn was the most delicious thing that she’d ever tasted.  After dinner she said: 

“Now girls, see if I have it correct:  ’After tying a string to the end of each ear, soak the corn in water for an hour.  Then lay it on the hot coals, turning frequently.  Draw it out by the string and eat with salt and melted butter.’  Well, it’s simply great.  I wish I were young again.  I think I’d like to be a Camp Fire Girl.”  She was as enthusiastic as a child.  Ethel looked at Kate and they smiled over the change that had taken place since the day Kate wished to explain to her aunt what the Camp Fire Girl was.

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