“Beads of red and beads of blue,
     Beads that keep us ever true;
     Beads of gold and beads of brown,
     Make for health and great renown.”

Tommy, chancing to catch the eyes of Margery Brown on the opposite side of the circle, winked wisely at her.  Tommy was in her element, but quite the opposite was the case with Harriet.  She was uncomfortable and embarrassed, and though proud of the beads that had been awarded to her, she felt that she scarcely had earned them.  She was suddenly aroused by the voice of the Chief Guardian.

“Miss Thompson will be seated,” she was saying.  “Miss Burrell will kindly remain standing.”

“Now you are going to catch it,” whispered Grace, as she began stepping backward toward her place, which she did not quite reach.  She sat down on Hazel instead, raising a titter among the girls near by who had witnessed the mishap.  But the interruption was brief.  The girls were too much interested in what was taking place there by the campfire.  They had not the remotest idea what the Chief Guardian was going to do, though they felt positive that some further honor was to be paid to Harriet Burrell.

“I think I but voice the feelings of the guardians and the girls of Camp Wau-Wau, both those who are with us here for the first time and, those who were members of this camp when the Meadow-Brook Girls joined, when I say that Harriet Burrell is deserving of further promotion at our hands.  In the two years that she has been a member of our great organization she has worn the crossed logs upon her sleeve, the emblem of the ‘Wood Gatherer’; she has borne with honor the crossed logs, the flame and smoke, the emblem of the ‘Fire-Maker.’  She has, too, more than fulfilled the requirements of these ranks, filled them with honor to herself, her friends and the organization; and instead of earning sixteen honors from the list of elective honors, she has won more than forty, a record in the Camp Girls’ organization.  She has fulfilled other requirements that pertain to an even higher rank.  She has proved herself a leader, trustworthy, happy, unselfish, has led her own group through many trying situations and emergencies, winning the love and enthusiasm of those whom she has led.”

[Illustration:  Harriet and Tommy Received Their Reward.]

“My dear, what is the greatest desire of a Torch Bearer?”

“To pass on to others the light that has been given to her; to make others happy and to light their pathway through life,” was Harriet’s ready response.

There were those in the circle who quickly caught the significance of the Chief Guardian’s question.  Many were now aware what reward was to be bestowed upon the Meadow-Brook Girl.

“Who bring to the hearth the wood and kindling?” questioned the Chief Guardian.

“The Wood Gatherers.”

“Who place the sticks for lighting?”

“The Fire Makers.”  Harriet’s replies were prompt, but given with some embarrassment.