As Zan explained, the Guide shook her head as if to admit that it certainly had been buried far beyond her power to dig.
“But it sounds pretty, girls,” said she finally.
“Mayhap we will have an improvement on that name before the Band comes into existence, who knows!” sighed Jane.
“The sooner we start with the new members, then, the quicker we will know about the second Band,” retorted Zan.
“Shall we vote now to invite the six girls mentioned?” asked Elena with Tally Book ready to inscribe the names.
The motion was made and seconded that the names of the six applicants be written on the roll and that evening they would be questioned and admitted if acceptable to the Chief and Guide.
“Now Miss Miller, if there is nothing else to consider let us hear about your idea for a camp in the city,” said Zan.
“When I came into this apartment yesterday afternoon, its stuffiness struck me much the same as you girls said: ‘Close and airless.’ The windows were all open but that didn’t seem to make any difference. While still gasping for the cool breezes of Wickeecheokee I went to my den in the back room and as I stood by the window that opens out on the roof of the extension downstairs, I made a discovery! Last night I slept as comfortably out-of-doors as if on the Bluff, and this morning the English sparrows woke me with their chattering under the eaves three stories above.”
“Miss Miller! Do tell us what you did?” exclaimed the curious girls.
“Well, first I took a crex rug from the floor and laid it on the extension roof to protect the tin from the feet of a cot-bed. Then I carried out a four-fold screen and with the smaller three-fold screen from my den, I made suitable protection about the cot. The camp-cot that I keep in case of an unexpected guest remaining over-night was small and light, and provided me a good place to rest. The whole affair, screens, cot, and mat, took up but half of the small roof and early this morning I slipped back through the open window and dressed, having enjoyed a fine cooling breeze all night.”