Several booths had been set up for the display of quilts.
However, the Brownies thought the most interesting feature was the queen’s throne. A swing had been used. The ropes which hung from a large maple tree, had been entwined with artificial cherry blossoms.
Mrs. Davidson had fashioned the paper crown to be bestowed upon the girl who was chosen queen. The material was elegant, consisting of gold mat stock shaped to fit a small head. Colored cellophane had been used to fashion jewels.
The queen was to be chosen by vote. Only members of the Brownie organization were privileged to ballot.
“I hope I’m elected queen,” Veve said, trying the crown on her head. “See, it fits perfectly!”
“It fits any of the Brownies,” Jane Tuttle replied. “We’re supposed to vote for the girl who has been the most helpful to the organization. The one considered the most resourceful and kind.”
“I was the one who thought of picking cherries,” Veve pointed out.
“Oh, Miss Gordon doesn’t mean things like that,” Jane retorted. “She wants us to select for our queen the Brownie who has been the most courteous, helpful and fair.”
“That would be Connie,” Veve said honestly. “She always is polite to everyone. And I’ve heard Miss Gordon say that she has very good judgment. I’ll vote for Connie.”
“Maybe I will too,” Jane returned. “I haven’t decided yet.”