The Scout pin was bestowed upon Eileen, who then was welcomed into the troop by the girl Scouts of the Rosedale Troop.
“I guess I’m a full-fledged Scout now,” she said with a laugh. “Dear me, it seems a Girl Scout must be just about everything!”
The ceremony now was over, and everyone congratulated Eileen. She was glad to have joined the older girls’ organization, but of course she was sorry to bid farewell to the Brownie troop.
“I really should fly down instead of ‘fly up,’” she remarked, gazing ruefully at the tree house. “After having a meeting house up in the branches, it will seem strange to have a regular down-to-earth meeting place.”
“A regular room has some advantages though,” declared Connie as a drop of rain splashed on her upturned face. “One thing, you aren’t always in danger of being caught by a storm.”
The rain began to come down faster and faster.
“Let’s all run to the shelter house,” urged Miss Gordon. “I don’t believe this will last very long.”
The mothers and friends of the Brownies hastened through the woods to the gate house.
For five minutes the rain came down very fast and hard. Then it ceased as abruptly as it had started.
“I believe it’s safe to return for our cookies and cake,” encouraged Miss Gordon as the sun straggled out again. “The trail isn’t very muddy.”