The winter slipped away rapidly and all of a sudden spring was at hand. Joanne gave a little tea to her school friends to celebrate the first day of her acquaintance with them; then the Sunflower Troop gave her a tea to celebrate her coming into their midst.
“You are our star member, you know,” said Winnie. “You have won more badges in a year than any girl in the troop.”
“Still I’m not a Golden Eaglet,” replied Joanne, “and I thought I could be in a year.”
“You expect too much, child,” returned Winnie. “Rome was not built in a day, as I frequently remind you. You are on the high road to Golden Eagletism, but you mustn’t try to fly too high or you’ll get lost in the clouds.”
“But Clausie has reached her goal.”
“She’s been longer at it than you. Do you know I think you’re a wee bit too ambitious.”
“But aren’t you working to the same end?”
“Yes, but I am not crazy to get there at one jump. I don’t want to use up all my enthusiasm at one fell swoop. I want to keep something ahead.”
“I don’t seem to be built that way. I like to plunge in boldly and get through with it, then do something else.”
“What next?”