We are dyeing now for you.
Dye away! Dye away!
Make the colors gay.”
“Fine, Claudia,” cried her audience. “Let’s go to it.” And in a few minutes the room resounded with the song.
Joanne knew the old melody very well, for it was one her grandmother had sung to her when she was only a baby, so her voice rang out sweet and clear. The words, scribbled in large letters on a big sheet of paper hung on the wall, were easily read by every one. Over and over they were sung while the eggs were stirred in the dye, and it was only when the last eggs were transferred to a big bowl that the song ceased.
“We’ve requisitioned two automobiles,” said Hal Fosdick. “Who wants to go along with us? We are going to the hospital, but can drop you girls at the Home if you say so.”
Then there was a discussion as to who should go and who should not. Some of the girls had luncheon engagements, so finally the number dwindled down to six, and it was decided that these should accept the boys’ invitation, and should carry the eggs to the Orphan’s Home. Joanne and Winnie were among the six and found themselves in the car with Miss Chesney, Chet Lacey and Hal Fosdick. It was a matter of but a few minutes to reach the Home and to deliver the eggs, then what Winnie called the “Dye away party” broke up and Joanne was at home again.
She was hardly indoors before her grandmother called her to say: “Your Cousin Neds wants you to call him up at his office as soon as you can.”
Joanne needed no second summons but was at the ’phone in a minute and soon heard her Cousin Ned’s voice. “This is Joanne, Cousin Ned,” she responded to his “Hello!”
“Good!” came the response. “What do you think of leading your Girl Scouts up to the lodge next Tuesday? Don’t you have holiday next week? What’s the good of waiting till Saturday?”