Because it would have been impossible to get even a portion of the crowd into the house at one time, it was planned to hold the ceremonial at the foot of the oak tree.
The day had started out warm and sunny. This pleasant beginning, however, was only a “teaser.”
Not long after the parents had gathered, clouds began darkening the sky.
“We’re due for rain,” announced Mrs. Myles, drawing her shawl about her. “Soon too.”
Miss Gordon and the mothers shared the old lady’s opinion. So it was decided that the ceremony should be hastened.
Those who were not to take part, seated themselves on cushions near the base of the big oak.
The Brownies formed a horseshoe, and upon signal, the Scout Troop made a similar one opposite the younger girls.
Miss Gordon then opened the service by saying that the time had come for Eileen to take wings and fly up to the Rosedale Girl Scout Troop.
“Tell us, Eileen,” she invited, “what did you like best about being a Brownie?”
Now that question was very easy to answer.