“It would be a shame,” she said, “for ΦΑΒ to allow a passing fancy like the Girl Scout troop to shake it. We have been here a long time. We stand for the oldest traditions of the school. We must think carefully of all the Alumnæ before we make any move.”
Several other girls spoke along the same line. Finally, Marjorie stood up.
“Girls,” she said, “I have been thinking about it seriously and I have decided I would rather be a Girl Scout. We meet here Friday after Friday, and do nothing but have a silly business meeting, chat, and drink cocoa. And when we ought to be studying or practicing for some team, we are going to a feed. We never learn anything new. We have friends, but we are not supposed to make any close ones outside our own set. And once a year, we make the whole freshman class—except four girls—miserably unhappy. So I’ve decided to hand in my resignation to the sorority.”
Everybody was quiet for a moment. Ethel Todd was the first to speak.
“I’m so sorry, Marjorie!” she said.
Tears came to Doris’s eyes. “It won’t be the same without you, Marj,” she said. “Please don’t do it!”
“Besides,” said Mae, “hadn’t you better wait till you’re asked to join the Girl Scouts?”
Marjorie laughed. “Well, if I’m not asked, it will be because I’m down in my lessons—and I’ll never get up in them as long as I belong to ΦΑΒ!”
“Marjorie’s right,” said Frances. “And this fall, when I saw Evelyn and Ruth almost breaking their hearts over not being asked, I just felt as if I couldn’t go through the pledging another year. I hand in my resignation, too.”
After some hesitation, and some more discussion, Lulu decided to follow suit, and two of the Juniors joined the ranks.