“Soon the flames began to blaze and crackle, filling the air with a spicy fragrance”
“What is your desire?” Mrs. Royall asked, and the girl answered,
“I desire to become a Camp Fire Girl and to obey the law of the Camp Fire, which is to
“‘Seek beauty,
Give service,
Pursue knowledge,
Hold on to health,
Glorify work,
Be happy.’
This law of the Camp Fire I will strive to follow.”
Slowly and impressively, Mrs. Royall explained to her the law, phrase by phrase, and as she ceased speaking, the candidate repeated her promise to keep it, and instantly every girl in the circle, placing her right hand over her heart, chanted slowly,
“‘This law of the fire I will strive to follow
With all the strength and endurance of my body,
The power of my will,
The keenness of my mind,
The warmth of my heart,
And the sincerity of my spirit.’”
And again after the last words—like a full stop in music—came the few seconds of utter silence.
It was broken by the Chief Guardian. “With this sign you become a Wood Gatherer,” and she laid the fingers of her right hand across those of her left. The candidate made the same sign; then she held out her hand, and Mrs. Royall slipped on her finger the silver ring, which all Camp Fire Girls are entitled to wear, and as she did so she said,