"A grand idea!" said young Master. "Let's all join that society."
"Those in favor of the suggestion will please say ay." It was Dunmore who put the question, and, after a vote in its favor, dictated the pledge, as follows:
"For value received from my Loving Father, I promise to give to any of His children, on demand, a smile and full forgiveness."
All signed it, and so half in play the old Society of the Magic Word was revived at Lost River camp.
The white-haired man rose and walked to the trail and turned suddenly.
"Strong," said he, "I'm leaving the woods for a week. If they need your help at home they'll send word to you."
With that he disappeared in the dark trail.
The three other men still sat by the camp-fire.
"Who is Dunmore?" Master inquired, turning to Gordon.
The latter lighted his pipe and began the story.