"We can do something nice for her, without labeling it a reward, I should hope," Helen Cameron replied. "I know what I would like to do."
"What is that?" asked Jennie, quickly.
"You remember when they dressed Wonota up in that evening frock there in New York? To take the ballroom picture, I mean?"
"Indeed, yes!" cried Jennie Stone. And she looked too sweet for anything."
"She is a pretty girl," agreed Ruth.
"I saw her preening before the mirror," said Helen, smiling. "That she is an Indian girl doesn't make her different from the other daughters of Eve."
"Somebody has said that the fashion-chasing women must be daughters of Lilith," put in Jennie.
"Never mind. Wonota likes pretty frocks. You could see that easily enough. And although some of the Osage girls may follow the fashions in the mail order catalogs, I believe Wonota has been brought up very simply. 'Old-fashioned,' you may say."
"Fancy!" responded Jennie. "An old-fashioned' Indian."
"I think Helen is right," said Ruth, quietly. "Wonota would like to have pretty clothes, I am sure."