“How about some Mother Goose tableaux, or some charades for the girls to guess?”
“O, yes; that would be fun,” said June, clapping her hands. “Will you help me get dressed that night?”
“Yes, I’ll help in whatever you get up if your councillor wants me to. I’ll see you at supper if I have any more ideas.”
The meeting of the committee after supper was a momentous occasion. What they were planning had to be kept a secret from the other girls or the entertainment would lose that element of surprise in which half the fun consists.
“I just can’t think of a thing!” declared Dot. “O, yes I can, too,—why I can do something that we girls at school did in a drill one time.”
“Good, Dotty,” said the councillor, “you can do it by yourself or show one or two of the other girls how to do it with you. Now that is your responsibility. Can we depend upon you to do it?”
“Yes, I’ll get it up all myself.”
One thought of one thing, another of something else. Hilary was brought in, and another meeting planned for the following morning before games. A long hike was planned for Friday, which would probably tire the girls, and caused a postponement of the Junior entertainment to Saturday night. But this pleased the Juniors as giving them more time. Dot and Jo were practicing some thing very hard to do. June was fixing something of Hilary’s to wear. Borrowing for theatricals was considered proper!
Curtains were up for the entertainment this time. The Junior councillors had gathered in the Juniors to dress for their parts. Important as it seemed, some little folks will forget to note the time which will slip away so fast!
“Isn’t it nice to have curtains?” said Jo. “When we had Little Red Riding-Hood we had to get things ready in the dark.”